How to write about my teachers? Thank you for your questions.

Today is Teacher's Day. Let's talk about teachers. When I was in primary school, we had a five-year program. At that time, I was still studying in a manhole. The teacher is either an old high school student or a graduate of a new normal college. Some are very interesting, some are very boring, and some are very cruel. I remember around 1980, when we were having a class, it suddenly snowed heavily. Digging and digging, I saw snow for the first time in my life. Several students jumped into the playground and were really excited. The teacher followed, standing there staring blankly at the sky, holding out his hands and mumbling something, probably with that kind of emotion, and then that Chinese class became our "snow" study. Ha ha laugh ... We have a teacher in Songgang, who probably graduated from Baoan Normal University. His hair is curly like Uncle McDonald's, which was the most popular in the 1980s. He was tall and thin, which was very fashionable at that time. It is estimated that he was in his twenties. This teacher is very strict and likes to hit students. He once asked us to recite the text instead of in class. There is a classmate in our class, his uncle. It is said that he is the boss of a gang in Hong Kong. Seeing that his nephew hadn't come home so late, he found the school. He just saw that the classmate was being repaired by the teacher with a stick because he couldn't recite. For the first time in his life, he saw the legendary flying foot in front of him. His uncle's flying kick is a bit like Xiao Li in Shaolin Temple, which was just performed at that time. What is even more shocking is that he has never seen a teacher being beaten, and his classmates' cokes are all broken. Later, he heard from his big friend. There are usually ancestral halls in the village, and there are usually lions in the ancestral halls. Kung fu is usually taught in the Lions. Many of us who are bewitched in Hong Kong have almost stayed in ancestral temples and have some skills. The old man said: there is no porridge at night, let's go to the night street! And many ancestors in the ancestral temple are famous. They all wear those silk montague T-shirts. Later, I learned that it was the unique style of underworld bosses, but they were old and went back to their hometown to live a quiet life, but those young demagogues were very obedient to them. Once, a classmate in the class was physically punished by the teacher and came home crying and was seen by an old man. Knowing that he was beaten by the teacher, grandpa took two young students to school and kicked the school office directly (in the past, all the teachers in our school worked in one place), which was a scolding to the principal. Ironically, the headmaster is like a child who has done something wrong, bowing his head and scolding. Grandpa usually says: How can you be a model? God, I just found out that this grandfather used to be a private school teacher, and later he went to Hong Kong to bewitch him. . . I soon went to junior high school. At that time, Shajing Middle School was similar to that in Bewitched Boy. Sword and shadow are common, sometimes in the morning and then in the afternoon. The most exaggerated group fight I have ever seen. There are at least four or five hundred people on both sides, with homemade knives and steel pipes in their hands and a red ribbon tied to one hand. There was a strange idea at that time, that is, why there was such a group fight. I have a classmate's father, who is the academic director of a middle school. Students and social youth are afraid of him. In this heroic group fight, his classmate's father can be called a chivalrous man of the earth. When the two groups handed over, he picked up a steel pipe more than one meter long and rushed into the crowd to separate the two groups. Then I called the leaders of both sides and went to the duty room at the school gate with him. A few minutes later, the two leaders shook hands and bowed to their classmates' father. There is a geography teacher who is the only one in the school who teaches in Mandarin (Cantonese). The biggest feature of this teacher's lecture is that he doesn't even bring his own lesson preparation book, let alone books. He only takes two pieces of chalk with him in each class. First, he nodded to the students and shouted "Hello, my classmate". Then he shouted "Hello, my teacher". Next, he taught in the international standard Shajing dialect. Strangely, none of the students objected. Indeed, only a few of the four classes taught by this teacher failed in geography and science. Later, because of the bad social atmosphere in manhole, my father transferred me from the city to study. I won't know until I get out. I was shocked when I came out. The English level of the second grade of junior high school is equivalent to that of the third grade of urban primary school students. It is really a country boy who is out of town. I have to reread Grade One. At first, I was afraid that I was older than my new classmate. As a result, on the first day of school, I found many people older than me. The class teacher also took special care of me and arranged a small official for me-a math representative and a sports Committee member. Mom, I just found out that being an official in the city is really an official! Studying in a manhole, the "official" is like shit, and no one looks at you at all. Three years in this middle school is a wonderful three years. . . Let's talk about our PE teacher, which is also a classic. Let's call him Mr. L here first Why do we call him "l" This is very interesting, because I have been immersed in socialist higher education for more than ten years. Please forgive me for not being able to explain this "L". Teacher L focuses on football in sports. He is the head of the school football team. At that time, because of his contribution, I was selected for the municipal youth team. Of course, I get more strength from alcohol and tobacco. On the other hand, if I don't join the school football team, I don't think I will be tied to cigarettes. In the past, our middle school had only two classes in the afternoon, and the third class was mainly self-study. But if it is a school team, we can go to the playground in the third class, which is what we call "fresh air". This L teacher usually ravages us for 3000 meters first, and then trains us with what he calls special routines, but the best thing about this teacher is that whoever can get into the front 10, please drink that kind of coke in a glass bottle, so everyone was still fighting hard for a 50-cent prize in those days. Teacher L said she was a teacher, but in fact she was like friends with us. She often tries Cantonese in that international standard Mandarin, shouting "Lose you, run D". . . "Whenever people hear him shout, they will say' Give him a lung' (this is not an invention in Crazy Stone, it is very popular in our time, hehe. After the training, everyone usually sits around and chats. Senior teammates usually bring cigarettes to our junior teammates. Teacher l never talks to us and will smoke with us. We often insult this teacher L, saying that he looks like an African chimpanzee and is covered in hair! Everyone knows that nerve grass is hairy. In front of our teacher L, it was raining in Mao Mao. ) An English teacher, a beautiful Zhejiang girl in her early twenties, was just assigned to this school when we entered the school. Let's call her Miss X here. I remember that when Teacher X came into the classroom in the first class, most students just screamed "Wow ~ ~". Teacher X likes to wear floral dresses and long hair. Sometimes the students in our class whistle to welcome Mr. X into the classroom. Usually Teacher X just smiles and "starts class", and then teaches in half English and half Chinese. Of course, I suffer the most, because I have no English classes from primary school to middle school, while my classmates have English classes from the third grade of primary school. There must be a classic teacher, and in my middle school, there is also a classic teacher, Miss Y, who is tall and thin and likes to wear a white tunic suit, white socks and sandals, and a pair of big glasses with black frames. It's the kind of glasses that never grind, which is the feeling of confusion. At that time, we really suspected that the teacher was mentally ill, because Teacher Y liked to keep many chickens and ducklings in the room. I just didn't grow some vegetables under the bed. I remember when I was about to graduate, at the huge party in Beijing, he actually wrote a big word on the sheets with a broom dipped in ink and hung it outside the railing on the fourth floor of the school. Then he tied a red cloth on it like Stallone and screamed hysterically. At that time, we thought he was crazy and asked several teachers to carry him to the clinic. Now that I think about it, it's funny ... Haha, this teacher is famous. It is said that he was a Shaolin monk before he started his career, and he was good at kung fu. He is best at Changquan and Taiji. We call him Kung Fu Master. Once, after playing football, we saw their martial arts team practicing there, so we went to flirt, and the kung fu headgear was teaching a buddy Tai Chi routines. We also play with him. Because I played with the coach in the Children's Palace for several months before, I asked how to dial four or two kilograms for the kung fu headgear. Who knew that kung fu headgear and I played pushing hands? After only a few rounds, I was thrown 3 meters away, NND. I didn't expect kung fu headgear to be so awesome, haha. On one occasion, a classmate was "accepted" by classmates from other schools (in the past, the school atmosphere was poor, and many people bullied others less. There are often some bad students who blackmail some individual students everywhere. They are always searched, threatened and blackmailed for ten to twenty dollars. ) I was beaten again. As soon as we heard Kung Fu, we were invited to clean up the students in that school. After going to that school, seven or eight of us hid in the shop near the school gate, and the bullied students were waiting to recognize them. After those bad students come out, the bullied students will bring people over to "talk about numbers" with them according to what the Kung Fu master taught them (hehe, once they are bullied, if someone stands up for themselves, they will generally ask for "talk about numbers", that is, to get justice. Those bad students may think they have big photos and come to the grocery store to show off. They feel that they are one year ahead of us. Probably a high school student. Who knows that Kung Fu masters will beat them up without saying anything? We have to watch. Poor bad students don't even have a chance to escape, let alone fight back. . . The best thing about Kung Fu Master is that after beating these bad students, he led them into their school to find the dean of their school. Haha, it is conceivable that these bad students are all dumb and eat coptis chinensis. . . After the First World War, it was rumored that this legend spread from one school to another in Bangladesh. Some say that there are more than a dozen people in our school, some say that someone punched a person, and some even say that it is simply a "strong man" wrestling copy. In short, this is a rumor about smallpox and dragons. You can choose what suits you.

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