That light, lit

The light in my heart is always on, he has not stopped, nor has it been extinguished.

--Inscription

When I had a child a year ago, he came to her class and since then he has become the most important person in her heart.

She, a wayward child, did not obey her, she would play a small temper, even if he changed her to a seat she did not like, she would be angry for a long time. There are some "bad students" in his class. She came to these "bad students" not because he said "things gather together" but because she is lonely, she only knows those people. He once thought she was the same as them. The same thinking is complicated, the same "not doing business".

On the contrary, she thinks that she is a typical good student in his heart, and she continues to maintain her "good image", and he is disappointed with her.

She also clearly remembered that in that class, at the solemn parent meeting, he praised her in front of everyone, and she remembered his boastfulness in her heart, perhaps for a lifetime.

She, as long as she has time to go out with those "bad students", he has also painstakingly advised her. But she, at the age of the flower, how can she hear her call from her heart to the lost?

It is difficult to stay in the year, and it is vulnerable. One semester has passed, and she has changed. She is no longer alone and proud, and she is no longer lost. She began to be grateful to him. He has always been the light in her heart, giving her a bright light in her darkest time and letting her return to the self.

He, an unconventional teacher, brought them laughter. He always likes to make jokes about his height. The explanation of the image makes them deeply in their minds. But in her heart, he is not short, he is Pro The incarnation of Misus, he is the most stalwart person. His full blood is devoted to education. He and she have surpassed the relationship between teachers and students and become friends.

She said: "The lights are always on."

He said: "The lights are always on for you."

He is the director of the grade, and he is busy every day. They are hurting his heart again and again, and deducting points again and again. However, it is not the score, nor the salary. It is the average teacher. Simple, most eager hope.

She was eager to find his name on the placement list, but she was no longer a teacher and student.

The light has been lit in her heart.

That she is me.

The second day of Hongqi Middle School, Yingkou District, Yingkou, Liaoning Province: Zhang Shizhen