初三那年,因为家庭变故,我随母亲到了外地,转到那里的一所中学上学。到新学校的第一节物理课,教室里进来了一个干瘦的老头儿。他的个头儿矮矮的,眼睛很小,总是眯起来,似乎隐藏着无尽的智慧。不过,当他瞟向不注意听讲的学生时,小小的眼眶里射出严厉的目光,甚是吓人。因为他个头儿矮,黑板就显得有点高,所以每次板书的时候,他总是踮起脚来,两个脚尖像钉子一样并起,两条胳 The third year of junior high school, because of family misfortune, I went with my mother to the field, go to a secondary school there. To the first school of physics in the new school, a lean old man came in the classroom. His short, short-eyed, always squint, seems hidden in endless wisdom. However, when he turned to students who did not pay attention to attendance, it was scary that they should have stern eyes in the small eyes. Because he was short and tall, the blackboard seemed a little taller, so he wiggled his feet every time he wrote a book, and two toes joined together like nails