先看一文:今天,我第一次见到这位老师,却是那般难忘。第一场考试考英语,这是我最拿手的,老师发卷子之时便是我大展身手之际。前面的位子空着,估计是小语种班的学生,在别的考室考试。位列第二的我正对着那位老师。她很是惊奇地看着那个空位,小声嘀咕着什么,好像在奇怪怎么没人。我心里泛起了嘲笑:她是新来的,头一次监考。传卷时,眼睛的余光掠过右前方那个座位,桌上醒目的红色刺激了我,警醒了我的神经——我的学生证还躺在 First look at a text: Today, I first met the teacher, but it is so memorable. The first test exams English, this is my best, when the teacher is the time for my performance. In front of the seat empty, it is estimated that students in small language classes, exams in other exams. I was right in front of the teacher. She was very surprised to see that space, whispering something, as if strange how no one. My heart laughed ridiculed: she is a newcomer, the first examinations. When the volume was rolled over, the light of my eyes swept past the right front seat, the striking red on the table stimulated me and awakened my nerves - my student ID was still lying