Unforgettable message of kindness:
Topic: The teacher is unforgettable; Also known as: the teacher leads the door; Author: Liu Shaotang; Category: narrative; Features: simple language and sincere feelings; Subject: Express gratitude and nostalgia for the teacher.
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In the first month of that year, I was less than 6 years old and went to a nearby rural primary school to study. This primary school is located in a temple, and there is only one teacher who teaches four grades. At that time, there were few students and there was only one class in four grades. Teacher Tian,/kloc-started teaching at the age of 0/7. He is eloquent and writes well. On the first day of school, we lined up to enter the classroom.
Tian teacher first gave classes to the students in Grade Two and Grade Four, and asked the junior students to paint the hands of the junior students in Grade One red. On the red paper is a poem: a line of two or three miles, four or five houses in the smoke village. The pavilions are six or seven, and the flowers bloom in eighty or ninety. Tian teacher teaches first grade. He read the poem first, then told it together and made up a story, which was beautiful.
I still remember the main idea of the story: a child dragged his mother's skirt to grandma's house and walked two or three miles at a time. Passing through a small village, there are only four or five families, who are cooking lunch and smoking. Tired of walking, the girls saw six or seven pavilions on the roadside, so they went into a pavilion to rest. Outside the pavilion, the flowers opened, and the children held out their little fingers and said, "... eight, nine, ten. "
The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He wanted to break a branch. His mother stopped him and said, "If you break one, he will break one, and the rest will not see the flowers." Later, more and more flowers bloomed here, and it became a big garden. I was fascinated by it as if I were there.
Tian teacher's voice came to an abrupt end, and I was still in a daze. I didn't wake up until my third-year brother stabbed me. The language at that time was Mandarin. Tian teacher always makes up a fascinating story in every class. I studied in tian teacher for four years and listened to thousands of stories, which moistened me like spring rain.
One year I went back to my hometown and met my teacher at the edge of the village. He walks on crutches. I still salute him respectfully like a first-grade pupil 40 years ago. Talking about the past, I am deeply grateful to him for sowing the seeds of literature in my young mind. Three generations of gentlemen. I will never forget the teacher's teaching! ?
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