The Beginning of Spring
"The sun on the sea fades into the night, and the spring on the river enters the old year." The alternation of the old and the new is a natural law. After the falling snow, can spring be far behind? ——Inscription
Old Z is our class teacher. He is tall, with his hair neatly combed back, and his strong and burly figure looks like a physical education teacher, but he wears a pair of glasses as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle on the bridge of his nose. A very funny look.
I remember that in the first grade of junior high school, as soon as Old Z entered the classroom door, we were intimidated by his appearance. The word "not angry and self-defeating" is suitable. I thought in my mind that such a "terrible" teacher would suffer the consequences for the next three years. We were naive at that time and thought that it was very unpromising for a man to be a teacher. We were very disdainful of Old Z and always went against him. In Lao Z's class, we never answered questions, we just wanted to see how his one-man show would go on and tried every means to make him look embarrassed on the solemn three-foot podium.
At this moment, the shortcomings of Old Z’s irritability and bad temper are infinitely magnified by us using a magnifying glass; while his advantages of rigorous scholarship and humor are automatically filtered by us.
At that time, we were living with old Z in the coldest winter.
It’s the second year of junior high school. Old Z suddenly had the idea to take a few of us to his cornfield and visit historical sites along the way. I dare not disobey my teacher's orders, so I embarked on the journey with some reluctance. That ancient-seeking trip became a turning point in our relationship with Lao Z.
On the day of departure, the weather was very good. Old Z led the five of us to explain all the way on bicycles. From the ruins of Taiyuan University to Chongshan Temple, from the Taiyuan City Wall to the Memorial Hall in the Children's Park, we filmed on DV and took handwritten notes along the way, completely immersed in Lao Z's novel "Chinese class". Learning knowledge and reading history, when we travel through the sea of ??knowledge, we gradually see the old Z emerging from the sea - the advantage of being knowledgeable about the past and the present. After that, we went to Lao Z’s home in the countryside. On the way, Lao Z told us many anecdotes about the fields in the car. Unknowingly, we became closer to Old Z. Looking back now, I realize that the emotion in my heart at that time was called worship.
At this time, spring has arrived quietly.
After a short period of time, we walked all the way to the day when we said goodbye to old Z. It wasn't until the moment I started writing to answer the question that I realized the strong reluctance in my heart. From opposition to intimacy, from disdain to admiration, from alienation to closeness, Old Z drives away the cold winter with his personality charm and warms the hearts of every student with the breath of spring he brings. What's inside. Just change Mr. Huang to Mr. Huang. Learn from others. ha.