《幻城》如童话中的少女安静地躺在我的书橱里。每当我看到它时,就会想起我教过的一个学生,总忘不了她那双水灵而又落寞的眼睛。她忧郁哀愁的眼神犹如利剑穿过时光的隧道,在我精神的王国里激起思索的狂涛和深深的自责。时光流转,这种自责在我心里不断地膨胀,几乎让我窒息。她有一个清脆动听的名字——白伶伶。刚入中学时,她较之其他同学略显成熟,眼睛水灵,浑身透着灵秀之气。我觉得这或许是一个可造之材,因而关切的眼神常 “Fantasy City” is like a girl in a fairy tale lying quietly in my bookcase. Every time I saw it, I remembered one of the students I had taught, and I could never forget her watery, lonely eyes. Her melancholy, mournful look was like a sword through the tunnel of time, stirring up turbulent thoughts and deep remorse in my spiritual kingdom. The flow of time, this remorse continues to swell in my heart, almost suffocating me. She has a name that is crisp and clear - white. When she first entered middle school, she was slightly more mature than other students. Her eyes were full of water and she was full of spirit. I think this may be a material that can be made, so the eye of concern is often