Is it true that every girl who studies foreign languages has met her own Zhang Zhiming? This man is like a teacher, a friend, and a lover. He can teach people to memorize words gently, tell interesting stories about their experiences, quietly help arrange work, and solve all kinds of difficult problems. This person is the faith deep in the soul and the beacon of a confused life. But why, every time I look up in the past and every time I miss him now, it makes people want to cry and break their heart. How many people can have their own Zhang Zhiming for such a long time? In those years, translating past events, the midsummer was like flowers, and the translating network was deeply in love.