When I took a closer look, I saw that they were so focused and watched with relish. I thought, what book is this? It won't be a serious book anyway. I have always looked down on those young people who come to work in Beijing from other rural areas. Hum, hillbilly ... I thought contemptuously. Suddenly, I froze: English? Is that an incomplete English book? I don't believe my eyes. Open my eyes and take a closer look: Yes, it's English! I froze, alas, I really shouldn't have jumped to conclusions without seeing it clearly! The young man didn't seem to notice, but still looked at it carefully, and his mouth was still quietly reading. Another young man with interesting math in his hand, his eyes stopped on the book, as if thinking about a difficult problem. He writes and draws on books from time to time with an outdated old pen. After a while, he seemed to suddenly realize, smiled casually and nodded, as if he understood the essence of the topic, and seemed to admire the cleverness of the topic. The young man looking at English suddenly looked up and saw me. He smiled at me stupidly, scratched his head embarrassedly and continued reading. What a simple and diligent cultivator! I'm very ashamed of what I just thought.
I slowly took a few steps forward thoughtfully. The scene of studying hard is ups and downs in my mind. Although these two young people are disheveled, they have something that people need most and often lack-diligence. They are eager for knowledge. Perhaps their cultural level is not high, but their spirit is precious, which is needed by the four modernizations and worth learning. Where there is a will, there is a way, and the efforts of the two young people will eventually bear fruitful results.
Thinking, I have walked a long way before I know it. As the sun sets, two back-to-back reading figures are embedded in Phnom Penh and become silhouettes. I looked intently for a long time: Ah, what I saw was the most unforgettable and beautiful scene!
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Six years of primary school life is long and short, and how many waves are shining in my memory ocean! One of them is the most unforgettable.
It was the last semester of the sixth grade, and as the graduation time approached, a feeling of being inseparable always haunted our teachers and students.
One day, on the way home from school, Wei Nan said, "165438+1October 26th is the teacher's 28th birthday. Why don't we show our hearts to Miss Li? " Wei Nan's opinion was quickly approved by everyone, and everyone decided to keep it a secret. Preparations are being made in secret.
165438+1October 26th, which happens to be the weekend. We all took the time to finish our homework and began to decorate the classroom. In order to prevent Mr. Li from "breaking in" in advance, the monitor asked the study Committee members to ask questions and pester the teacher. The students quickly swept the classroom. Li Chunmei, a calligrapher in our class, wrote "Happy Birthday" on the blackboard. The table is placed in an oval shape, and there is a big birthday cake and a notebook on the middle table. After the preparations are ready, we are waiting for the arrival of Miss Li.
No sooner had Miss Li arrived at the door than she heard the song "Happy Birthday to you". As soon as she entered the classroom, we all said with one voice, "Happy birthday to you! Please ask Teacher Li to light a candle. " With trembling hands, she carefully lit the birthday candle representing her 28th birthday. By candlelight, Miss Li's eyes were moist and her white face blinked. The students stayed quietly. Miss Li blew out the candle and said excitedly, "I forgot today is my birthday." Thank you for your kindness, I will always remember this wonderful moment ... "
After a burst of warm applause, Miss Li said, "Students, let's enjoy this birthday cake!" " "no! Take it to little Chang Di! " Li gang said loudly again. Yes, Miss Li's child, Little Chang Di, has pneumonia and is in the hospital. She is afraid of delaying our study. She gives us classes as usual in the morning and corrects her homework when she goes to the hospital in the afternoon. When the child's illness is a little better, Mr. Li will come early and come back late as usual ... Thinking of this, the students said in unison, "Take it to the little flute!" " Then, birthday cards flew to the teacher like snowflakes …
It has been a long time since this incident, and this touching friendship between teachers and students is collected in the ocean of my memory.