When I entered Qixiu Experimental Middle School with full expectation and stepped into the classroom of Class 3 with curiosity, I had your guidance and support on my growth path. A short black hair, a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on a high nose, and a pair of big eyes with bright moonlight, full of wisdom and friendliness, are your first impressions.
Your lectures are meticulous, vivid and interesting, which can always bring vitality and vitality to the boring classroom and open the door to fascinating literature for us; Your teachings are profound in meticulous words, guiding the direction of my confused and naive mind. Every time you walk into the classroom, when you talk about rising, your eyes flash, and the whole classroom is our happiness with you; Speaking of sadness, the melancholy eyes linger in everyone's heart for a long time; When you are angry because of our mistakes, your cold eyes seem to see through our childish hearts.
Tagore's poem once wrote: "My heart is a bird in the wilderness, and I found the sky in your eyes." And my confused heart, in your sensitive and wise eyes, found a clear sky.
Once upon a time, I was wandering in naivety and maturity, and I didn't know how to choose among many temptations. I was stubborn and rebellious, and accidentally slipped to the ground. As a captain, I was criticized by my teacher for interfering in right and wrong, and even dismissed. At that time, it was like I was poured cold water from head to toe. Although I suddenly realized it, I regretted it. The happy expression of my classmates is the greatest irony to me in my opinion. What a blow! I feel that everything I have is lost. Countless regrets haunted that dreary summer. I often sit alone under the old jujube tree on campus, staring blankly at my classmates and busy teachers, and constantly asking myself what to do. It's really confusing. The summer sunshine is dazzling, which makes people blank. I reached out to block my view, but the light slipped into my view and turned away. The dry and sultry air makes people upset and want to give up. It's very thoughtful of you to discover all this and soothe my confused mind in time.
I remember that quiet afternoon, you stopped me from wandering in the corridor and staring blankly in front of the balcony. I looked up and saw your eyes, expecting a lot, blaming a little, and a little disappointed ... suddenly I felt flustered and bowed my head. But then you, holding my shoulder, fiddled with my drooping hair because of inferiority, opened your mouth with an unprecedented gentle but powerful tone, and your voice faintly echoed in the air. The teacher didn't say much, and I forgot the specific content, only remembering the sentence: "If you shed tears because you lost the sun, you will also lose the stars." When you say this, your voice is very light, but it is as meaningful as your expectant and encouraging eyes. "Yan Yan, you have to refuel!" I looked up in surprise, and the back of the silver-rimmed glasses shone with perseverance. In that afternoon, at that moment, I was suddenly enlightened, looked up at the sky, the sun was no longer dazzling, took a deep breath, and the air was no longer dry and sultry. Teacher, your flying expression infected me, and your encouraging eyes helped me. If life is a long runway, I will be lifted from the fall by you, and I will move on, confident and happy, won't I?
No more sadness, no more hesitation, now I am happy and confident. It was you who accompanied me all the way in those youthful years and gave me the courage to stand up again and the wisdom to choose clearly. I have learned to be strong, I already have self-confidence, and I am trying to build the wings of my dreams. It's enough to have you on the road to growth!