初二时,我莫名其妙地喜欢上了我的语文老师。老师姓杨,爱穿白色裙子,她在讲台上讲蓝蓝的天,青青的草,像一片白云飘来飘去,轻盈极了。她有一双明亮的眼睛,笑时,便成了甜甜的弯月…… In the second day of the second year, I somehow liked my language teacher. The teacher surnamed Yang and loved to wear a white dress. She spoke on the podium about the blue sky. The green grass was floating like a piece of white clouds. It was extremely light. She has bright eyes. When she laughs, she becomes a sweet crescent moon...