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当我回忆起学生时代的时候,总会想起你那清瘦的身影和镜片后面那双平静、温柔的眼睛。不可否认,没有你,我不会走上语文教学之路;没有你,我不知如何度过那段刺痛的青春时光。你存在,我深深的脑海里……那年,我16岁,一个人远离农村老家,独自去异地求学。我虽然以令人咋舌的高分考到那个久负盛名的中师学校,可我却无半点欢喜。意料之中,不必欢喜;理想之外,何来欢喜?我要的是一中,当地最好的高中;我要考大学,考全国最好的大学。这劳什子的中师,哪里是我的理想?只是面对惨淡的家境,16岁的我
When I recall the student days, I always think of your lean figure and the calm, gentle eyes behind the lens. Admittedly, without you, I will not embark on the path of Chinese teaching; without you, I do not know how to spend that stinging youth. You exist, I am deep in my mind ... ... that year, I was 16 years old, a person away from home in rural areas, go alone to study. Although I took the staggering high marks to the prestigious teacher’s school, I did not feel much joy at all. Expected, do not have to be happy; ideal, how happy? I want is one of the best high school in the area; I want to enter the university exams the best universities in the country. This Lashi son of the division, where is my ideal? Just to face the bleak family, I was 16 years old