There is a feeling that it is not as vast as the sky, but it is enough for me to remember; There is a kind of love, not as deep as the sea, but it teaches me not to forget; There is a passion, not the heroic mountain, but it makes me cry.
COVID-19 is a natural disaster, which caused panic, but eight teachers in class 15 1 gave me a sedative. Considering the unstable network signals of students in mountainous areas, the class teacher, Mr. Li, changed the live broadcast to group chat, which allowed me to enjoy the real classroom, reasonable class schedule and colorful curriculum design. A month passed in a blink of an eye.
Miss Chen is giving us an English class. Her children are playing with other children, and as a result, her children's hair has been cut off by other children. There is no internet, so you have classes in the car. In class, you are conscientious, conscientious, pay attention to us, show us the good side, lively and lovely, sunny, you are our "mother". From time to time, you remind us to remember words in the group, encourage us and cheer us on. You put aside bitterness and fatigue. On the other end of your mobile phone, you must be smiling and giving us a lesson.
No matter how busy, the teacher will come to the group chat on time. You sent me a new textbook in the heavy rain; You explain the law of current for me sentence by sentence; You said "motherland, my dear motherland" to me when the child was asleep. you ...
Looking back several times, I saw your eyes full of love and expectation. Looking up, it was your haggard figure. The three-foot platform is full of enthusiasm, and you always pass on your knowledge to me without reservation. The growing silver hair is the witness of the years. You have paid too much for us but you can't repay it. Only bury that touch in your heart, turn it into a driving force for learning, and repay you with excellent results.
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