在我书桌上的笔筒中,静静地插着一支钢笔。钢笔很旧,早已无法写字,我却总舍不得扔掉,因为它对我来说有着特别的意义。看着它,我的思绪总会飘回到那段青涩而美好的时光,想起我中学时的班主任。初三时,我们班迎来了新班主任——寇老师。她的亲和以及轻松幽默的教学方式很受大家欢迎。她身边总是围着一些学习好的学生,我却从未奢望能够引起她的注意,因为那时的我性格内向、成绩平平,没什么朋友。本 In my pen on the desk, quietly with a pen. The pen is very old, has long been unable to write, but I always reluctant to throw away, because it has a special meaning for me. Looked at it, my thoughts always float back to that period of Sentimental and good time, think of my class teacher in high school. The third day, our class ushered in a new class teacher - Kou teacher. Her friendly and easy-humorous teaching style is very popular. She always surrounded by some learning good students, but I never expected to be able to attract her attention, because then I introverted, mediocre performance, no friends. this