张老师教我小学一年级。那时候,我刚刚从老家来到郑州,一片茫然。记得来郑第一天,我扯着大姑的衣角从一条街的这一头走到另一头。沿路上那么多卖好吃的,吆喝声不绝于耳,各种香味更是往我鼻子里钻啊钻,惹得人心里直痒痒。城市,于我是一个多么神秘多么新鲜的地方。 Teacher Zhang taught me the first grade. At that time, I just came to Zhengzhou from home, a loss. I remember the first day to Zheng, I pulled the arm’s clothes from one end of the street went to the other end. Along the way so much to sell delicious, shouting endless, all kinds of fragrance is drilled to my nose, ah, provoked people straight itch. City, in what a mysterious freshness I am.