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十六年前,我还是一个充满幻想的天真少女,那时的我十九岁,正值精力旺盛的青春期。我曾无数次沉醉于那流光溢彩的舞台世界。那个秋天,当刚毕业的我迎着许多质疑的目光懵懵懂懂地走进一所农村中学的时候,却难以想象,未来的教学生涯是怎样一种写满了清苦和寂寞的生活……那年的早春时节,山里的积雪还未消融,刚刚返校归来的孩子却给我带来了一个坏消息,班里一个原本成绩很好的女孩因为厌学,要辍学了。听到这个消息,我央求一位男老师骑着摩托带着我去家访。山里的二月,还覆盖着残雪。
Sixteen years ago, I was still a naive girl full of fantasies, when I was nineteen years old, at a time of energetic adolescence. I have many times indulge in that ambitious stage world. That autumn, when I just graduated, looking forward to many questionable eyes and walking neatly into a rural middle school, it was inconceivable how the future of teaching would be a life full of bitterness and loneliness ... In the early spring of the year, the snow in the mountains has not yet melted. The children who just returned to school brought me a bad news. One girl who had a good grade in class had to drop out of school because of weariness. Hearing this news, I begged a male teacher riding a motorcycle with me to visit home. February in the mountains, still covered with snow.