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脑海里时常飘过一首老歌:“小时候我以为你很美丽,领着一群小鸟飞来飞去,小时候我以为你很神气,说上一句话也惊天动地。长大后我就成了你,才知道那间教室,放飞的是希望,长大后我就成了你,才知道那块黑板,写下的是真理,擦去的是功利…….”儿时听过很多的歌曲,唯有这一首的旋律最近时常在耳畔响起,字字句句随着悠扬的旋律唱进我的心里。童年的我嫉妒教师这个职业:老师们能随意点同学们回答问题,能命制考试卷考倒一片学生,能不用考试
I often drifted an old song in my head: “When I was young, I thought you were beautiful, and flew by a group of young birds. When I was young, I thought you were very upset and said that I was shocked to start a sentence. You just know that classroom, is the hope of flying, I grew up to become you, I know that blackboard, write down the truth, wiped away is utilitarian ..... ”" I heard a lot of childhood Songs, the melody of this song only recently often sounded in my ears, words and phrases sang melodious melody into my heart. Childhood, I envy teachers in this profession: teachers are free to point students to answer questions, to test the test paper to test a student, can not test