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敬爱的连老师:您好!大家常说,岁月匆匆。转眼六年小学生活即将过去,迎接我的是一个新的学校,新的环境——初中此时此刻,我想起了您,我的启蒙老师。七岁那年,爸爸牵着我的手,走进新的学校,新的教室。当爸爸隔着窗户向我挥手的那一刹那,我的眼泪夺眶而出。从前那些熟悉的人,熟悉的事物,全都不在了,取而代之的是陌生的人,陌生的环境,加上又远离了与我朝夕相处的爸爸妈妈,我哭得更厉害了,眼泪止不住地流。是您,来到讲台前,一边拍手,一边和蔼地说:“你们都是勇敢的孩子,勇敢的孩子是不会轻易哭的,对不对?”说来也怪,教室里的哭声一下子减弱了许多,只剩下一
Dear teacher even: Hello! We often say that the years rush. Sixth -year-old primary school life is about to pass, to meet me is a new school, a new environment - junior high school at this moment, I think of you, my enlightenment teacher. At the age of seven, my father took my hand and walked into a new school and new classroom. My eyes burst into tears as my dad waved to me across the window. Once upon a time, all those familiar and familiar things were gone, replaced by strangers, unfamiliar surroundings, and away from Mom and Dad, who worked with me day and night. I cried even more and my tears stopped flowing. When you come to the podium, you clap your hands and say kindly: “You guys are brave kids, brave kids will not cry easily, right?” Too weird, the cry in the classroom All of a sudden weakened a lot, leaving only one