Time flies, and I have been wandering around the campus unconsciously for more than 20 years. 20 18 teacher's day, I deeply miss my childhood classroom and my dear teachers-

My favorite subject since childhood is English. Learning English from junior high school doesn't affect our English study, especially during exams. Teachers always have ways to make us remember words and phrases that are difficult to remember, such as reciting, reciting, comparing, doing problems and reading ... Teacher Zhou Hongmei in junior high school is extremely serious and has pure pronunciation. Before she took over English in our class, we probably changed three or four English teachers, and our English foundation was very poor. At that time, Miss Zhou was young and wore thick glasses. As a novice, she is also studying hard. When she mastered it, she was happy to teach us, so that our children who read English by writing pinyin began to like English, probably because of the firmness and strictness in Teacher Zhou's lovely smile. Teacher Ji in high school always seems to be patient and tepid. She repeatedly compared a word and a phrase with a gentle buried hill accent or a copper city accent. She wants to extend the related words to half of the blackboard and repeat the test paper. The relevant vocabulary in her mind is probably longer than the train! She doesn't like to talk much, but she is always gentle with several students who are good at English in my class, and softness is the greatest strength. Lu Wen, a classmate in my class, has been ranked first in English for three years and is most liked by teacher Ji. No matter how hard I try, I can't shake his position. Because his math and chemistry are much better than mine, I can't even compare with him in English. Fortunately, my two teachers are still very persistent in English, and they have a heartfelt love for life. Maybe English has the magic of enthusiasm and can make people think positively!

What makes me both love and fear is math. I like graphics, but I don't like numbers very much, probably because my primary school math teacher, Mr. He Lifu, explained that graphics are the most vivid. He often uses his burly figure to compare an isosceles triangle and add auxiliary lines to the trapezoid. After solving the problem skillfully and successfully, he smiled, and we immediately felt refreshed and thought about how to solve the problem carelessly. Nobody taught us music at that time. As the headmaster, he taught himself to sing the national anthem and the clouds in his hometown. We have no science class. He used dark green glass as an ink environment and taught us to watch the solar eclipse. He Laoshi has a loud voice. I heard that some students were afraid of him, but I was not so afraid, because when he hit my palm, he picked up a thick scale and held it higher than his head. When it was about to fall into my hands, he suddenly stopped playing (some students probably got a few punches). When I peeked at him, I found him grinning! He often says to us, "A wise man should not repeat what he said, and the drums should not be beaten again." As far as I can remember, He Laoshi didn't beat and scold me. On one occasion, just after the start of school, I only got 34 points in the exam. I was ashamed when the teacher read the above scores, but the teacher didn't scold me either. I have been away from my teacher for 30 years, and I often contact He Laoshi. He is still warm and cheerful. I hope that I can often hear his hearty laughter in the future. His heartfelt cheerfulness and joy are particularly infectious.

Miss Yan, a junior high school math teacher, has a great influence on us. Teacher Yan is very clever and has a clear way of solving problems. He laid a very good mathematical foundation for our students that year and next. At that time, he seemed to fail in the college entrance examination several times, and then he came to our school as a substitute teacher. After the baptism of several college entrance examinations, mathematics should be battle-hardened, so teach us handy. He is young and active, and jumping from one side of the blackboard to the other is also very energetic. At that time, several Chinese and English teachers had just left school, and the teachers were very enthusiastic. Sure enough, about 1 1 students were admitted to Taihu Middle School, which was also the most difficult middle school at that time. At that time, teachers all had their own humble dormitories, with dim light bulbs, but they often let them out for our self-study. My classmates Cheng and Zhang Yan and I often study in Miss Yan's dormitory. Teacher Yan went out for a smoke walk by herself, and will be back about 10. We quickly packed up and went back to the dormitory to sleep. In fact, I feel very ashamed of my teacher, because we say it is self-study, in fact, most of the time I am sleepy. I sit at the table near the inside, Cheng and I sit at the table near the door. When reading a book, I often take an involuntary nap, and my head is like a chicken pecking rice. When I woke up suddenly, I was so scared. I looked back to see if the teacher had come back, but I saw Cheng sitting there holding up, half squinting and taking a nap! However, being valued by teachers is very inspiring. I got full marks in mathematics in the senior high school entrance examination, and there is another full mark in my class. Other students also did well in the exam. Teacher Yan suddenly became famous for teaching mathematics. It is said that several students he taught in the future got good grades, and he became a famous math teacher in our place, but I also heard that he also delayed something because of smoking and drinking. Teacher Yan worked as our head teacher for a while and organized class selection for the first time. I was appointed monitor at that time, but I was elected in this democratic election. It seems that my classmate Wang Minhong was elected. I don't know what the monitor does. All I know is to shout "stand up and sit down" in class. If I were not the monitor, I wouldn't have to shout. I just don't want to shout. I just didn't remember the reason later, so I became the monitor again and shouted "Stand up and sit down". At that time, I was often called up by the physics teacher Zhu and shouted that my voice was too small. This experience put a lot of pressure on the young mind at that time. Although I am often valued and promoted by teachers, I am simple-minded, with only my own affairs in mind, and I am not aware of the responsibility of class cadres. Teacher Yan's home is in Xuqiao Town, which is in the same direction as mine. My home is at the junction of Xinchang Town and Xuqiao Town, so his home is farther than mine. I often meet him on the road when I ride home on weekends. He rode from behind, and when he heard the sound of "Mao conflict", he knew that Mr. Yan was riding. Because the road was narrow, I quickly got off and let him go first. He didn't speak and continued to ride home. I heard that he has two sons. Now that Mr. Yan is gone, I especially miss his teaching and help, his high spirits, and I deeply regret that once he asked me to buy study materials, but I didn't buy them because I couldn't bear to spend money ... I don't know when he died of cancer. Alas! I used to be so busy drilling into my real world that I forgot my childhood teacher. They themselves live in difficulties, but they hold us up with strong arms and send us away. One day, when we thought we could look back calmly, we found that the person we should be grateful for was gone. ...

The math teacher and head teacher in senior high school is Mr. Wang Senhua. I remember when I was assigned to Class Five at the beginning of school, Teacher Wang called me outside the classroom and asked me: Did you get full marks in the math exam? I said, yeah. Teacher Wang asked again: used to be the monitor? I said, well, but I don't want to be a monitor. Teacher Wang arranged a publicity committee for me, and was later elected in the election. Probably I have lived in my own world since I was a child, and I have no knowledge of myself and the world around me. But I quite like math. Teacher Wang's elusive problem-solving ideas, ingenious drawing on the number axis and superb formula application are simply amazing! I think he is clever when solving problems, and mathematics is too interesting, but why can't he do it himself? At that time, I really looked down on high school mathematics, thinking that I could do well in the exam by drawing pictures and playing tricks as before. I am still immersed in the pride of getting full marks in the senior high school entrance examination in the first half of the semester! In fact, high school mathematics is much more difficult than junior high school. I think the basic knowledge of the whole mathematics subject should be learned in high school, right? Generally speaking, there are many knowledge points in high school mathematics, and the following solid geometry and analytic geometry are really difficult and need a lot of practice. Fortunately, at that time, Mr. Wang held fast and practiced constantly, and so did the mock exam. Mr. Wang is a big man with a loud voice. I am nervous when he changes classrooms during evening self-study, even if I am absent-minded. Teacher Wang changed my seat several times, sometimes the middle and side groups were switched, and sometimes some students were specially arranged to sit at the same table, which could promote each other's study. As long as I sit by the side, I secretly chat and play with my classmates back and forth. As long as I sit in the middle, I dare not make any small moves. Who to sit at the same table with, in the teacher's plan. When we sit with Wang Zhiying, we all like to argue. Although sometimes unhappy, it is actually the motivation of each other. Sitting with Cao, she likes humor and I feel relaxed, but she likes to hold her feet on the stool in class, so I always talk about her. In senior three, I sat with Wang Zhihui, and she joined my class. She and I are in the same junior high school-Mingbei Middle School. She was my brother's classmate. I heard that she got good grades, especially in Chinese. After sitting next to me, I found that she not only studied well in all subjects, but also was gentle and sincere, reading clearly and lively. I felt that she didn't seem to have the same shortcomings, and my heart began to be jealous. Her Excellence put a lot of pressure on me. So that I have to read aloud when I study in the morning, so as not to be influenced by her clear reading sound ... I don't remember many of my deskmates, but there is one person who has never sat at my desk, but has never been too far away from me. She always studies quietly. If someone interferes with her study, she will lose her temper, perhaps not necessarily, but her voice is surprisingly loud and especially calm and stern. Many boys in the class are with her. At that time, I studied superficial mathematics, and I didn't like a lot of calculations and complicated deductions, so my exam results were sometimes good and sometimes bad. Of course, I am afraid to ask the teacher without knowing what I think. I knew this classmate was particularly good at math, and there was such sincerity and directness in his eyes. I don't know why, but I feel that I have a tacit understanding with her. Others dare not talk to her, and I dare not talk nonsense with her. I only asked her a math question, and she took it. I found that she used many clever formulas, but I couldn't remember them, so she taught me a trick-to derive formulas that I couldn't remember myself. This is a very confusing trick! Her help and her composure prompted me to persist in doing the problem, and my math scores rose slowly. Finally, I got the best result in the college entrance examination for three years. She is my rough friend Gan Caizhi, and she is still my good friend, but we still don't talk much, and we talk tacitly when we meet. She is good at math and physics, but strangely, she can't learn Chinese well. I guess she only likes to express it with numbers. There are many such students in our class, and their single subjects are particularly outstanding, but they have a common feature that their math scores are generally better, thanks to Mr. Wang, who is proficient in math teaching. His basic skills make this difficult math course easy to understand. Speaking of Mr. Wang, I have to mention his lover. She is really Miss Wang's wife! We call her Rola Chen. Because she is a doctor in Taihu Hospital, our classmates have a headache and brain fever, so we should worry about it. Because of toothache, I have asked Rola Chen to take me to see a doctor many times. Because of her enthusiasm and kindness, we are closer to Mr. Wang's family. The study life in high school is the most unforgettable experience in life, which makes us have the deepest teacher-student relationship with teachers and sincere friendship with classmates. Mathematics in senior high school is a difficult but interesting course. Thank God for letting me meet such a high-level teacher and a group of excellent students!

Having said that, I want to interject the competition between classmates and our inner jealousy. Because I was very strong and inferior since I was a child, I was jealous, wasted a lot of time in unnecessary competition, and hurt many close friends. After becoming a Christian, I deeply realized that "jealousy" is really a cancer in people's hearts and a crime. Basically, everyone will be affected and hurt by the crime of "jealousy" to varying degrees. Looking back, I think it is good for students to have a certain degree of competition if it is to prevent their children from making progress, but teachers and parents should guide their children to a higher character. They can tell their children who to work as hard as they do, instead of generally saying who is better than you, because once they regard each other as opponents, they will have jealousy. Strictly speaking, I think God has different characteristics for every child. There is no need to take others as a reference standard. Just let the children have their own learning goals and sum up their past study and experience, instead of taking the classmates around them as a comparison standard. Practically speaking, in the college entrance examination, children are standing in an arena with candidates from all over the country. The influence of classmates around him on his ranking is one in ten thousand, but the influence on his mood is 100%. I'm very busy and nervous with my studies. If you want to compare with the people around you, you should always pay attention to others. It is difficult for children to control their anxiety. In fact, study and life are the same, there is no need to compare with others, just work hard. We are actually sitting in the same boat with the people around us. Working together, encouraging each other and helping each other will make our boat row faster. Middle school is the best time in life. If we can row this speedboat of life with our teachers and classmates, it will not only be a boat, but also become a flying "Airbus". This experience is like sitting on an airplane. As long as you pay attention to whether there is danger ahead, Qixin will make the airplane fly high smoothly. In this way, whether looking forward, looking back or looking down, all the way is beautiful. This is also the scenery of life after we get rid of our inner jealousy and compare with others, but we can't do it ourselves and need guidance.

Back to my Chinese, in the three main courses, my Chinese is a little weak (but it is not bad in the class Chinese score ranking), mainly because I read too little when I was a child and my imagination is poor. I was dumbfounded when I met the wrong composition. But I inherited my Chinese teacher's earnest and practical style, without distorting facts or exaggerating. I miss Mr. Zheng Tianan, a primary school Chinese teacher, because he slapped me when I wrote a wrong word. He asked me to divide words and write seriously all my life. Miss my junior high school Chinese teacher, Mr. Lu. She devoted herself to teaching us as soon as she left school. It was our amiable sister who brought the poor class we didn't want to bring into the good class. I am most grateful to Mr. Li Deming, a Chinese teacher in senior high school, because he always encourages me when I am depressed and makes me cheer up on the difficult road of plummeting grades and heavy pressure. Thanks to teacher Li! Last year, when he published his book, he gave us a chance to write again. I wrote "Trees by the Stream", and I borrowed that article to leave a memory of Chinese learning in senior high school, which was included in the book "Chalk Years" by Li Deming. This book is the painstaking work of Teacher Li, the summary of her life-long teaching experience, the crystallization of her educational wisdom, and a rare true book about our life and history in Taihu Lake in my class in Anhui Province. I am also inspired by Teacher Li to write this article now. His old man is 80 years old and still working hard. Thanks again for teacher Li's teaching! He often teaches us to pay attention to the feelings and scenery around us and often writes essays. The time of life will not stop, and writing it down will leave a memory. This is a valuable lesson and a beautiful memory, both for people and for yourself.

Although due to time, I just wrote down the story of the class of "Chinese, Mathematics and Foreign Languages" and the above-mentioned teachers in a hurry, many teachers appeared in front of me, including Wu Furong, a high school political teacher, Yin Ruchun, a geography teacher (deceased), Zhang Xueliang, a chemistry teacher, Huang, a history teacher (I forget his last name, but I remember his encouragement on the playground).

Thanks to the teachers in childhood, who watered our hearts with knowledge and love! I wish all teachers enjoy the beauty of knowledge because of sowing knowledge and overflow the fragrance of flowers because of cultivating flowers!

To Cai Xia.

September 18, Teacher's Day.