Pipa star prose

Although the rain has passed, the north of February is still bleak. In the warm and cold breath, there is a faint early spring breath. The biting cold still hasn't reduced winter.

The early morning sun shone warmly into the window lattice, and through that strong beam, his slightly pale face, dark brown eyes and slightly wrinkled brow showed a melancholy and nervous expression. He hung his head slightly, thoughtfully, and after a while, he shook his head again. Then, he got up from his desk, walked slowly to the door, stood by the mirror hanging on the wall, looked at the depressed face in the mirror and couldn't help laughing. "That's all!" He muttered to himself. After a pause, he looked in the mirror as if he were going to the battlefield, and his expression was very calm and calm. Then, he pushed open the door and walked slowly to the teaching and research building.

With a ringing bell, he slowly stepped into the teaching and research building. Different from usual, today, his footsteps are much heavier and his thoughts are flooding in. However, he didn't have time to sigh, so he walked out of the familiar classroom in Class 3, Grade 2. He steadied himself once again, pushed open the door and solemnly stepped onto the platform.

Looking at more than 80 pairs of familiar and immature eyes, as well as colleagues and leaders sitting in the back row, his heart trembled in all kinds of complicated and questioning eyes.

However, with the phrase "stand up, good teacher!" "Habitual greetings, those concerns have already drifted away.

The text he is going to talk about today is Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip.

Every time he talks about this pipa, his eyes are always wet, and something in his heart is turning, twitching his heartstrings vaguely, and it will hurt a little.

At the moment, he explained vividly and forgetfully. In a trance, he became a lonely Jiangzhou Sima, telling the story of his life. The wind and rain are blurred, or we are still hiding half a face behind her guitar geisha, and the sad voice seems to be crying, venting her miserable life. And those people under the podium have long been the audience.

The whole classroom was in awe and all eyes were focused on him. Under his endless interpretation, everyone walked into that autumn night together. All this was deeply felt by the fallen Jiangzhou Sima, the pear flower in the rain, the bitter pipa girl, and the melancholy of meeting each other in silence, accompanied by the sad, sad and cadence pipa sound.

From a poor family, he has four brothers and sisters, and he ranks second. My brother got acute meningitis when he 12 years old and died. Before he died, he held his hand tightly and left four words "study hard" with a slight trembling. From then on, he was eager to learn and determined to live up to the high hopes of his dead brother and his parents and relatives. In order to achieve all this, he has made several times more efforts than ordinary people. A few years later, he lived up to expectations and was admitted to the Teachers College in this province.

At the moment he received the admission notice, he hid in the unknown river in the village and wept silently. At that moment, he thought of his brother who died young and the hardships of these years. After all, it was not in vain. He feels gratified for himself, but the expensive tuition and poor family have to worry him.

Third sister dropped out of school on her own initiative in order to continue her studies, and went around looking for a job to help him raise his tuition. My old father borrowed money everywhere, and I don't know how many nails he hit. However, for the sake of his only hope at home, the old man finally made up enough tuition fees bit by bit, regardless of other people's eyes and humiliation. So, with the heavy expectations of his parents and relatives, he walked into the university campus with tears in his eyes.

After four years of college life, he is still accompanied by books. When others are sweating on the court, even when they are very much in love; However, he left a figure of seeking knowledge in the classroom and library. In an instant, time flies, and he graduated with excellent results. He could have stayed in school to teach, but he resolutely chose to go back to his hometown, because that was the meaning of his hard work for so many years. He is eager to devote his life to his alma mater and make even a little contribution to his hometown, not to mention his parents and relatives waiting for him there.

The moment I stepped onto the podium, pride always came from my heart, especially when I saw those eyes full of expectation and knowledge, I couldn't help feeling a deep sense of responsibility. At that moment, he realized the mission entrusted to him by the profession of teacher. An invisible force is driving him away and urging him. Let him realize that nothing is more sacred and important than preaching and teaching. Therefore, in the past ten years, he has paid silently, regardless of return.

His rigorous teaching attitude is deeply admired by the students. Although his unsmiling and slightly serious expression once frightened the students, it was only in class. After class, he is kind and easy-going; He is always full of deep responsibility and love for his students, but these are hidden under his indifferent appearance.

He doesn't know the skills of flattering the secular, but he doesn't care about these, but his lofty and boastful personality is very eye-catching and touches some people's pain. Criticize him in front of the principal, even maliciously slander him. After a long time, these have actually become indisputable facts. The principal who originally put him in a key class also changed his mind and put him in an ordinary class. He accepted all this silently. Although he was extremely resentful, he would rather die in pain than give in. Only after that, he became more silent. But as soon as I stepped onto the platform, opened the familiar and cordial handouts and looked at those lovely students, all the haze buried in my heart was swept away.

He often explains every class vividly and intently with feelings, and such feelings often infect his students, and only they are the value of his efforts.

Today, when he talks about the journey of pipa again, especially the eyes full of questions and research, this class is simply a test of fate! Because he has vaguely felt the approving eyes from the audience, and the headmaster is staring at him with a smile.

However, it is not important for him to question or praise, because this is only the most common lesson in all his classes, and everything he does is always for the innocent children in the audience.

Especially when he talked about "but which of them cried the most?" ? At the end of this Jiujiang official. My blue sleeves are wet ",in an instant, he felt a heat wave rolling in his eyes. At that moment, he saw the same heat wave surging in the students' eyes. ...

Finally, when he finished speaking, he looked at the audience calmly, but his heart was still immersed in the Xunyang River that autumn night. At that moment, his heart was filled with joy and emotion, and an invisible force filled his whole body, making him speechless until the bell rang. ...