A letter to my sister
College affiliated Middle school Li Yanbo
Dear Sister Xiaoxia:
I mean, we talked a lot on the phone the other day, since“Young people do not know the taste of sorrow, for the new poetry of sorrow”到“Old people still have high aspirations”From fuel, rice, oil and salt to being a teacher, from filial piety to business……It was as if we were back to our innocent childhood, talking and singing without scruples…… But in reality, we are all in the year of destiny!Fortunately, we still have a young flying heart, can flutter wings at any time, soar into the sky!
That day you also complained about why I did not go to the sea with you, must hold the dream, wholeheartedly into the school。Otherwise, I would have lived a comfortable life like you。What you say seems reasonable, but I beg to differ。Sister Xiaoxia, everyone has his own ambitions。I have been eager to teach since childhood, because I met a geometry teacher in junior high school, he is talented, honest and kind, fair and honest to every student。His personality charm deeply affected me, I was determined to be a village teacher, and to study hard, never slack。
God never neglects a child who runs hard。I got my pulpit, you got your mall job。Our lives have been very different since then。You swim in the tide of the market economy, travel south and north, several ups and downs, and finally have their own shop and brand, full of clothes and food, like a noblewoman。I'm really happy for you, too! 我呢，A piece of chalk，Be completely clean，Three-foot podium，The four seasons are like spring!Twenty years of rain and wind，From class teacher to section，Work hard，With the kids day and night，Share weal and woe，The intriguousness in the secular world is in the frank and natural teacher and student love in a light light，Light to no trace;The copper odor of the supremacy of money is also transformed into a wisp of smoke in the sound of Lang Lang，Curl away。You said your hands were sore from counting money, and I said I was lecturing about a sore throat。Oh, the spiritual rich is also rich!Children eager to know the eyes, parents trust and look forward to the eyes, this is my inexhaustible motivation!
Maybe I really lost some, but I still gained more。The essence of education is that one tree shakes another tree, one cloud pushes another cloud, and one soul awakens another soul。I would like to be such a tree such a cloud forever, to bring love, warmth and hope to my lovely child!