Influence

In life, everything will be affected. Influence is an encouragement, a motivation, and a motivation.

When we are studying and working, it is what pushes us to the other side of success. A generation of emperors became overlords because of the influence of their ministers; when a team won the championship, it was the coach who influenced them; and for me to achieve the good results I have today, it was because of my mother's influence on me.

My mother is of medium height, with short, thick black hair and a pair of bright, big eyes, which further accentuates her cleanliness. My mother is very studious. She believes in the idiom - "Diligence can make up for weakness". She often says to me: "Although we are not the smartest, as long as we work hard, we will definitely achieve something. You see, no There is a saying that 'the stupid bird flies first, as early as the forest'!" That's what she said, and she did it too.

Whenever she encounters good words and sentences and national events in reading, she will always carefully cut them out and paste them in her carefully prepared notebook. If they are good words found in books and periodicals, It was a good sentence that could not be torn off, so she copied it neatly into the notebook. Sometimes, she became addicted to reading and stayed up all night, sitting on the bedside reading eagerly. When she got up in the middle of the night, I saw dim lights in the house opposite.

My mother is also very dedicated to her work. She is never late for work every day or leaves early. She has also been rated as "advanced" many times! When she reads a book, she always holds a pencil in her hand and outlines the key points while reading.

It was my mother’s studious spirit that infected me. I became eager to learn and developed the habit of accumulating good words and sentences. Li Shimin, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, once said: "Using copper as a mirror, you can straighten your clothes; using history as a mirror, you can know the rise and fall; using people as a mirror, you can understand gains and losses."

My mother is like a mirror to me. She guides me to the other side of success!

Influence

In the world, there are many factors that affect our growth. Any one of them may have a decisive impact on your life and benefit us for life. This influence has It may be the help of friends, the inspiration of famous quotes, or the care of parents. But for me, it is the teacher’s teachings.

Teacher Wu is our English teacher. He is not tall, about 1.7 meters tall. He always wears a pair of glasses on his eyes. He looks very energetic, but despite his appearance, he is not outstanding. His knowledge can be described as a "learner". What moved me the most was that he often took care of us in study and life. Especially during a flag-raising ceremony, my car broke down in the morning and repairing it took a lot of time. , when I arrived at school, I didn’t even have time to take a breath, the familiar athletes’ march sounded from beside me, so I immediately stood up straight. Suddenly, a feeling of powerlessness quickly eroded my body, and I screamed in my heart. I knew that my current situation must be due to the powerlessness caused by excessive exercise in the morning, which made me feel dizzy. Teacher Wu soon discovered me. He felt strange and helped me to rest. He also brought me a hot water bottle and asked me to drink some hot water. He said to me: "Ding Yangming, you rest for a while. If it still doesn't work, I will take you to the infirmary later." Take a look." I quickly said, "No, teacher, I don't have much to do." Drinking the hot water the teacher sent not only warmed my stomach, but also warmed my heart. Back to what the teacher said after class: Ding Yangming, are you feeling better? It also made me feel the warmth like the spring breeze between teachers and students.

Just as the most important thing for students is to learn, the most important job of a teacher is to teach students knowledge. Teacher Wu knows that the English scores of our Jianhua class are very low. In order to improve our scores, Teacher Wu can help He went to great lengths to find exercises for us to do from all over the place. Let's consolidate and improve. The assignments left behind were collected and revised carefully. It was the end of the semester and the amount of homework every day was twice the usual. At that time, whenever we were in physical education class, we would see Teacher Wu’s graders as high as the hill. I was "working hard" on my homework. One day, when the teacher used his rest time to tutor me, I saw the white hair on his head when he lowered his head. That was because he was worrying about us. At this time, I couldn't help but think of this sentence: The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax will turn into ashes before their tears dry up. Teacher Wu, you are like the candle, burning yourself, but lighting a guiding light for us.

Teacher Wu, your teachings will always guide my growth, and your hard work has raised the ideal sail for me.

"Important others" who influence me Everyone's growth will always be affected by others. Some people's influence is not very important and they are unimportant others; some people's influence is very important and they are "important others". "Important others" may be one's parents, lover or friends, or one or several teachers. As far as teachers are concerned, not all teachers are "significant others" who influence students. Teachers who can have a positive and important impact on students' growth are often teachers who are good at encouraging, appreciating and tolerating students. Growing up, I met a lot of "significant others." Especially when I encountered "growing dangers", these "important others" "saved" me from difficulties. My mother used to like to find fortune tellers to estimate my future.

It is said that at a certain stage of my life, I will encounter certain crises, but "in times of crisis, there are noble people to help me." My mother was very moved by this and rewarded the fortune teller generously. I don’t believe what fortune tellers say, but I know that in my experiences, there have always been people who helped me through difficult times. Teacher Hu in primary school was the first noble person to help me. Before the third grade of elementary school, my grades were very bad and I was one of the four idiots in the teacher's mind. I studied in the third grade of elementary school for two years. This is the first time in my life that I have repeated a grade, and it will also be the last time I repeat a grade. It feels terrible to be informed that you will "repeat a grade". In the eyes of the students around you, it is almost like being "sentenced." Later, I saw a newspaper report that someone was "sentenced" to one year, and I immediately thought of the word "repeat a grade." It seemed that after the "dismissal ceremony", a teacher surnamed Zhao informed me that I had "repeated the grade"; or maybe a week after the vacation, when I received the "report card", the conclusion shown on it was "repeat the grade." I have forgotten some details, but I am certain of one thing: it rained heavily on the day I was notified. That summer it rained continuously in my hometown, and there was rain everywhere. I came home in the rain that day. Other students moved their stools home, but I didn't take mine. Probably because I was in a bad mood and didn't have the heart to move the stool. (Later, a friend reminded me: Why are you so tacky? When you were in a bad mood, it started to rain. I argued that it really rained that day. He didn’t believe it. Nowadays, there are raining scenes in movies and TV. Too much, and it makes it look like it’s really raining.) The stool is made of a large tree stump, painted yellow, and is very strong. My father dug the big tree stump in the vegetable garden behind the house, and then took it to the home of Master Zhang (the most famous carpenter in the village) and asked him to make it into a stool. During a wheat-cutting season, my father moved the stool back from Master Zhang’s house. I walked over and the stool was almost up to my shoulders. My father said, "You can use this stool next time you go to school." That stool was obviously the most beautiful stool in the school. My father knew that my status in school was not high and that I was a "poor student". If my family's "status" is not good, the status of the entire family in the village is very low. From this, my father can almost tell that my life in school will not be easy. I guess the father probably hoped to use a beautiful stool to improve his son's status in school. Unfortunately, I only used that stool for less than half a year. When I repeated a grade that year, I also left that stool in that classroom. The stool was never seen again. After I returned home, although my father didn't scold me much, I always felt a heavy sense of failure that year. Until one day in the second third grade, I suddenly became the hero of the class. That day our math teacher went to a relative's house, and Teacher Hu from the school came into our classroom as a temporary substitute teacher. Teacher Hu is my neighbor. The relationship between our two families can't be said to be good, but it doesn't seem to be that bad either. In that class, Teacher Hu strongly encouraged and praised me. This seems to be a problem among Hubei people. Once he likes someone, he likes him violently. What about me? I started to like his appearance and his math class fiercely. After school that day, Teacher Hu asked me to check the homework of other students. Anyone who passed my inspection could go home. If it's not up to standard, stay and make corrections. A few weeks later, Teacher Hu recommended me to participate in the town’s primary school mathematics competition. I didn't know this beforehand. I was late for school that morning and missed the departure time. From a distance, I saw Teacher Hu leaving the village with two students on his bicycle. At that time, I heard that Teacher Hu had recommended me. Because I couldn’t wait any longer, I temporarily changed my position to another person. Although I was doubtful, I was inexplicably excited for the whole day. To this day, I insist: The so-called good teacher is someone who can make his students inexplicably excited for a whole day; the so-called bad teacher is someone who always makes his students inexplicably miserable for a whole day every once in a while. Since I met Teacher Hu, my subsequent elementary school life has been sunny and rainy. After I was admitted to college, I wanted to visit Teacher Hu every year when I returned to my hometown in Hubei. Of course, I haven’t visited much yet. Later, I summarized an educational slogan: If you think someone is good to you, you should bravely express your gratitude to him or her as soon as possible. Even if it's numb, let him go numb. I believe that when students fall into the abyss of low self-esteem, education will either become another name for torture and abuse, and add insult to injury, or it will become a righteous act to save people from trouble and maintain dignity. In my life, Teacher Hu is the person who saved and protected me. I have been grateful to Teacher Hu for a long time. To this day, whenever I meet someone named Hu, I immediately have a favorable impression. Later, I liked to read Hu Shi's books and admired Hu Shi's personality charm, which may have something to do with Mr. Hu subconsciously. I have always believed that over the past 100 years or so in modern China, Lu Xun and Hu Shi were two scholars and thinkers who could be ranked side by side and worthy of respect from future generations. I once saw a statue of Lu Xun on the campus of Peking University, but after looking around, I couldn't find a statue of Hu Shi. Very strange. After graduating from primary school, I entered the middle school in the town. In middle school, I met a female teacher named Wang. She teaches us English. Ms. Wang graduated from the middle school normal school (the middle school normal school was the best "university" at that time. Excellent junior high school students were admitted to the middle school normal school, while junior high school students with average grades went to high school and then went to college). She often told us that when she was in the middle school normal school, she always got up early. , and then hid in the reeds outside the playground to read English. In my impression, university is a place where reeds grow.

In 1988, I looked for Reed on the first day I registered at the university, but unfortunately I couldn't find it. Teacher Wang herself probably did not expect that what she said would become the original driving force for us to enter college. She talks about such a life event casually, but we take it seriously. My imagination is: there is such a university with such a big playground, unlike our middle school which is a small playground. Outside the playground is a large reed bush. When a gust of wind blows over, you can see a group of beauties hiding in the reed bush and reading English. This means that you must get into college, otherwise you will see nothing. Teacher Wang is very beautiful, to be precise, very feminine. I firmly believe that a basic way to save China’s education is to let many beautiful women become teachers. Have you seen how many beautiful women are working as teachers now? Some female teachers look like boss ladies, not teachers; some male teachers look like bad village chiefs. Whether a teacher is beautiful or not does not depend on his/her physical appearance, but on whether his/her spiritual temperament is moving. Some people look impressive, but in fact they are just a pile of movable meat; some people look ugly, but have spiritual temperament. You can tell at a glance that he is a good teacher. In our eyes, Teacher Wang is a typical beautiful teacher. I remember that a bunch of boys in our class secretly liked her, regardless of their abilities. The more confident boys always find excuses to go to Teacher Wang's office, such as asking an English grammar question; handing in homework; or asking her what she will study in English tomorrow. Mr. Wang has an airy appearance, but his teaching is rigorous. If someone didn't finish their homework, she would get angry. Her catchphrase is "You bunch of ghosts!" Once a female teacher like her is angry, she is often more powerful than a male teacher. So no one in our class failed to complete her homework on time. He secretly likes his teacher, but is also openly in awe of him. There seems to be a magical power in this. Our class's English scores are always much higher than those of other classes. Later, when filling out the college entrance examination applications, many students in our class applied for the foreign language department. There is naturally a reason for this because of Teacher Wang. However, in addition to Teacher Wang, there is another very special teacher who also played a role. This teacher’s surname is Tu, a male. After Teacher Wang, our English teacher is Teacher Tu. Teacher Tu is tall from top to bottom, with a thick neck and round waist, and his whole body looks like a plastic bag that has been fully inflated. There seems to be something wrong with his left leg, and he always has high and low fluctuations when walking. Several boys in the class agreed that there was nothing wrong with his legs, but that the road was uneven. So I call him "Teacher Lu" behind his back. Teacher Tu's body is too round, and his speech is not dexterous. He is simply clumsy (his lips are very thick and feel one size larger than normal). Don't you think it's funny that such a person actually teaches us English? At first, as soon as he started speaking English, we secretly laughed below. Whenever we laugh, he is very happy and thinks it is the effect of his own humorous lectures. Why he felt so good about himself was something we didn't understand for a long time. But in the days that followed, almost every student in our class fell in love with this fat and white "Teacher Lu". This is true. Things are also very simple. This teacher Tu is kind to us. I can’t say what’s good about us, but the whole class clearly feels that Teacher Tu is good to us. For example, if a classmate deserts in class, he will look like he is trying to save others and say, "Hey - I talked so well, it would be a pity if you didn't listen." For example, there is a student in the class who My classmate always liked to doze off in class, and he would come to his side and lead us to read English vigorously. When he woke up, Teacher Tu encouraged him with a kind face: "Quick, we are reading this paragraph, keep up!" As a male teacher, he is so thick-looking, but he is so kind to his students. tolerant. We like him. If it were you, how could you not like him? A few words about "friends": My education diary In middle school, I met some classmates and friends (classmates may evolve into friends or degenerate into background). Among these classmates and friends, there is a classmate named Yao Ming who has the greatest influence and help to me. I have also helped many people, and I agree with Yao Ming on this point. But in fact I rarely did anything to help Yao Ming. Yao Ming helped me, and I helped others, with one exception. During the Spring Festival that year, Yao Ming was not at home, so I went to Xieren Township (my home belongs to Shigang Township) to visit his elderly parents on his behalf. The help Yao Ming gave me is related to several words. The first word is "crossing the river". In the countryside of Hubei, late spring and early summer are the seasons for cutting wheat and planting crops. At that time, rainy days and sunny days often alternate, and there is a lot of rain. Yao Ming and I went home that weekend and went back to school together. On the way home, I had to pass through a ditch that was swollen due to heavy rain, so I had to roll up my pants and wade across the river. I injured my right foot a few days ago and cannot go into the water. Yao Ming acted quickly. He entered the water first and suggested that I don’t need to take off my shoes. He carried me over on his back. The next day he came to my house first, and then we returned to school together. On the way, he copied what he did the day before and carried me across the river. Since then, the word and situation "crossing the river" have had a unique meaning to me. Later, when I attended classes in primary and secondary schools, I was always sensitive to situations related to "crossing the river" (including "pony crossing the river") in primary and secondary school textbooks. The second word is "tape".

When I was a freshman in high school, he brought a few blank "Parrot" tapes from his brother's house (his brother was a soldier) and gave them to me as my birthday gift, asking me to copy the recordings from the English textbooks. The first time I saw a blank tape, I regarded it as a treasure. Later he went to the store and bought some blank tapes and gave them to me. In fact, these tapes were of little use at the time, because I could just borrow the original tapes from my English teacher without copying them. But when I was a junior in high school, these tapes came in handy. That year, Teacher Min bought a batch of headphones from Xiantao City (he overcame some obstacles and criticism and took the bus to buy those headphones "at his own expense") and selected a group of people from our class to listen to the recordings every day and prepare to apply for the "Foreign Language Major" . It is said that when applying for foreign language majors that year, a "listening test" was required as a reference score. Other students just listened to the recordings provided by the teacher. Because I had a blank tape, I copied other materials. This played a role in my subsequent application for the Department of Foreign Languages. The third word is "vomiting". After graduating from high school, Yao Ming entered the Acupuncture Department of Hubei College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and I entered the Foreign Languages ??Department of Hubei Normal University. When I go home during the winter and summer vacations, I often stay at his school for a night. After several hours of bumpy and cold winds in the car that day, it was already very late when we arrived at his place. He first took me to have a midnight snack, fry a plate of shrimps, drink beer, and then went back to his dormitory to sleep. Maybe there was something wrong with that plate of shrimp. In the middle of the night, I felt stomach pain and violent vomiting. There are six people living in Yao Ming's dormitory, and his bed is the upper bunk. Vomiting spurted down from the upper bunk, and the entire dormitory was immediately filled with an unpleasant smell. Yao Ming got up and quickly cleaned up. I fell asleep quickly, and when I woke up the next morning, the dormitory had returned to its original order. All I found was that my shoes were wet and had been rinsed. The fourth word is "send money". After graduating from college, I went to Southwest Normal University to continue my "study" while Yao Ming went to work in an oil field hospital. At that time, his salary was not much, about 300 yuan per month. He sends me money from time to time. Once he sent 400 yuan, which he said was a bonus from the hospital. When I went home for the Spring Festival that year, he came to my house and personally gave me more than two hundred yuan (brand-new banknotes with a face value of ten yuan). A few days later I took the money to the town to get my grandfather back. My grandfather lost money playing mahjong and owed other people's gambling money and rent. The fifth word is "TCM". His major is "Traditional Chinese Medicine". Every time we get together, he will tell me some basic knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine and the philosophy of Laozi he admires. He took me into the dissection room of their school and asked me to observe the corpses that had been dissected. He took me to attend a class on traditional Chinese medicine. I have always longed for such classes and such topics. Yao Ming said that I was suitable for studying medicine, and he was right. Every time I went to his school, I never wanted to leave. I knew that I was so obsessed with medicine. One summer vacation I borrowed his textbook "Traditional Chinese Medicine" to read. I read that book throughout the summer and took detailed notes after reading it. Later I went to work at Sun Yat-sen Medical University, which had a lot to do with Yao Ming's influence on me. The sixth word is "number sense". After I went to work in Guangzhou, I sent 1,000 yuan to Yao Ming. Later, I went to Shanghai to "study", and suddenly one day I received a letter from Yao Ming. He said that he had been in some trouble recently and hoped that I would send him another 1,000 yuan. He added: "I once received 1,000 yuan from you, but the money I sent you before seemed to be 2,000 yuan." I was shocked. When I sent him money that time, I guess he had mailed it to me before. The money totaled about 1,000 yuan. But I know it's possible that I was wrong. Yao Ming may look rough, but in fact he has developed intuition and a good "number sense". I have never been sensitive to numbers, and I have always avoided "quantitative research" intentionally or unintentionally when doing educational research. I quickly sent him 1,000 yuan. Added: "I'm very sorry, I made a mistake. If you have any difficulties in the future, please let me know."

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