In a blink of an eye, I am about to enter high school, and I lament the passage of time.
I remember a philosopher said: It is impossible for people to step into the same river. The fleeting time never stops, and the love that travels through time and space has always been the imagination of romantic people or the fantasy of scientists. And I will never be able to go back to who I was before! But the time in middle school is just a slight flicker in the vast universe, but to me it is my whole life. He is filled with many memories, many people and things in his memories. Another new Teacher's Day is coming again, and I think of the Milan in my heart, the enlightenment teacher who occupies an important position in my heart---Teacher Liping!
Over the years, there have been many different teachers, from kindergarten to elementary school, from elementary school to middle school, and now, we may have slowly begun to forget the names of some teachers. But I think I will never forget her:
Her dark skin, deep dimples, and beautiful smile have become a beautiful scenery in my heart.
Teacher Li Xiaoping was my first grade teacher. She was in her early 20s. She was still a girl at that time! (Haha, maybe it’s not a good idea to call a teacher that way). Taught our Chinese (so my Chinese scores have always been good). Time with teachers is wonderful. For a child growing up in a rural area, he both loves and fears teachers. The teacher taught us Pinyin and taught me to recite poetry. Now I look through the first-grade Chinese language texts that are still treasured on my bookshelf. It is always so heartwarming. Every page is a poem.
I remember one day when the school cafeteria was open for lunch, everyone was squeezing in to buy food. Especially in winter, everyone was squeezing even more vigorously to keep themselves warm! I am too small to squeeze in. At this time, the steamed buns are boiling again, specially prepared for the teacher. I had never eaten steamed buns before. Seeing such fresh food with such a fragrant aroma, coupled with my hungry stomach, my eyes were staring at the steaming little guys and I refused to leave. Haha, Mr. Liping happened to be washing his hair at this time. You may have never seen this greedy child. The child's eyes have almost turned into two steamed buns. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that he must be crazy to eat steamed buns. Teacher Liping spent a dime and bought two for me and delivered them to me! I have never eaten such delicious steamed buns in my life. I still miss her...
When I was in the second grade, a son of the village party secretary came to visit Teacher Liping every day. Of course we didn't know at that time that he was actually pursuing the teacher. But the teacher didn't seem to be too willing. She often asked us to look out for him, and then she hurriedly got away! hehe!
However, not long after, teacher Li Xiaoping was transferred away. We always thought that she was transferred because of the son of the village party secretary. There was even a time when we would throw stones at the guy when we saw him. Later, when I was in fifth grade, Teacher Li came to the school once. That time I heard that Teacher Li was coming, and I really wanted to run out to see Teacher Li. But when I got to the door of the teachers' office, I was too embarrassed to go in. Just looked at Teacher Li from a distance! She's gotten a little fatter! That was the last time I saw Teacher Li...
So many years have passed, and I don’t know where Teacher Li is now.
I still regret it now. Why didn’t I have the courage to go in? She gradually became the Milan in my heart! In my heart, she is still the Milan swaying gently in the breeze!