Respect

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The autumn wind has risen again, the leaves are yellow, and September is coming, and another year of Teacher's Day is coming. Bathed in this autumn wind, stroking this piece of fallen leaves, I remembered my enlightenment teacher - Teacher Yang, how is he doing now, is his body still okay? When I left him, I didn’t say goodbye to him when I came to this school. I haven’t said "thank you" yet.

I have forgotten the scene of seeing him for the first time. I only vaguely remember that he was over half a hundred years old and full of white hair. Is that chalky stained? In the first grade, I am still a naughty child. I don’t like to study at all. I don’t like this old man who looks very kind. He seems to love me very much. He often caress my head and says, “This math problem. Will you do it?" I have forgotten how I answered him in a coherent way. I only remember that he heard my answer and went away with satisfaction. Then I made all kinds of faces behind him. He didn't seem to notice. Or found it is not annoying.

He has always taught me mathematics. I don't like mathematics. I only think that the ten numbers form the formula for a while, and it is very boring to form this formula for a while. But under his guidance, my mathematics scores have always been at the top, until the fourth grade, my opponent appeared. It was a quiet girl, laughing sweet, very cute. I have always been very disdainful about this kind of girl. I think they are not lively. They are sick all day, and they are not angry at all, but I seem to look down on her. As soon as she appeared, she squeezed me from the first position of the class, and the old man who was awkward also publicly announced that I would no longer be a mathematics class representative. This position was taken over by her. Perhaps it is the peculiar psychology of the children. I began to intentionally alienate the old man I like more and more, and also alienated the math I like more and more.

That afternoon, the math test curled down, and I was almost the same as the quiet girl! Around, some of the students were congratulating the girl for achieving the first place, and some were talking about their achievements. I was curled up in my own fragmented world and isolated from the classroom. At this time, the old man came in and looked at me. When he wanted to say something but didn't say it, he started class. After school, the students left in succession. Only when they were born, they were really sweeping the floor. The broom lifted up the dust in the classroom and turned the whole sky into a dusk yellow. I don't know when the old man came in. I quickly turned my head to one side. "What's wrong? This time seems to be very unhappy, and I don't like to study." The old man stroked my head. "Is it because the new classmate grabbed your position?" I heard him talk to me so kindly. The nose is sour and the tears flow out. "I know that you are a strong child. Suddenly overtaken by others, your heart is uncomfortable, but do you choose to escape? Can you avoid problems? You are so negatively degraded, you can return to your first The location of the name? You can't, you will only get worse and worse, farther and farther away from the first place. You only have to regain your confidence and study hard before you can return to the original! I chose her to be a math class representative because she It is indeed better than you, and the academic performance is indeed better than you, but I still have to apologize to you, I am sorry that this has hurt your self-esteem - "Teacher, sorry!" I cried out loud. The teacher gently patted my head: "Don't cry, you don't have to worry about me, you have to study hard, you know?" "Yeah." I solemnly nodded and smiled on the face with tears. "That's good, go home." We walked to the door together. At this time, the dust in the classroom has been scattered, and the sky is still blue.

From that day on, I changed back to the former me, confident, lively and happy.

I picked up an autumn leaf, looked at the texture above carefully, and looked over and over again, just like when I was young and the old man was watching the leaves in the school woods. I threw the fallen leaves into the sky and watched it fall slowly. Close your eyes, imagine that he is by my side, stroking my head and asking me: "Do you want to do today's arithmetic problems?" I will answer with a smile: "Yes, I will do it all." Just fine, that's good~ Hehehe~"

"Hehehe~" I opened my eyes and laughed out. I turned my head and wanted to see his white hair, but what I saw was only a forest and the fallen leaves. "Yeah, he is not here, He has not taught my book now."

But what about it? In my heart, he will always be my teacher, my dear grandfather, forever and ever, will not change.

In September, Teacher's Day is coming. My dear teacher, no, my dear grandfather, at this moment, I want to say to you: Thank you. I know, this simple three words can't express my gratitude to you, but I still have to say, thank you! Thank you for giving me so much knowledge, thank you for giving me so much love, thank you!

Third day: Wu Qi