Little things through the window - my demy teacher in my mind

It was dark at night, surrounded by darkness, as if people all over the world had entered a sweet dream. The bright moon radiates silver light, the water ripples, the microwave smashes, the light is like a diamond in the bottom of the water, it is such a beautiful, it is so radiant. The fireflies fluttered in the air, emitting a pale green gleam, like the starlight in the night sky, beautiful and calm. However, the singing voice broke the silence around, but it added the taste of the night and the beautiful atmosphere, which made people feel comfortable and relaxed. The faint breeze slid gently, and the leaves rustled slightly. The moon, the lake, the fireflies, the dragonflies, and the lush purple orchids carry the faint floral fragrance and dreams into the room full of hope. On this beautiful night, the dark yellow light seems to be the embellishment in the painting. The girl’s shoulders carry the precious dreams and hopes of the children. Under the dim light, the words filled with childishness, firmness and innocence smashed the new world of each child. However, the one who is carrying such a heavy responsibility is her - our teacher.

The teacher's life has always attached a heavy responsibility. She is not only to guide the children's path and help the children realize their dreams. She needs to pass the knowledge, insights, lessons and personal morality of her life through the teacher's position. Communicate to each generation of children without fail. However, as a student, do we know the teacher as a teacher? Why did we understand the bitterness behind the teacher; why did you know the teacher’s most brilliant smile? He once understood the true character of the teacher, the beauty of the teacher, the humor of the teacher and the wish of the teacher...

There are many kinds of beauty, the beauty of appearance, the beauty of the soul, and the beauty of morality. We have no unified specimens for moral and spiritual beauty. But the main thing is: to understand a person's mind and character, not to blindly treat and evaluate a person with the concept that must be sacrificed to be beautiful. Even a clean smile, a clumsy movement, or a short word can feel the warmth of the world and the interrelationship between people.

There is a famous grandfather in our school. His face was covered with wrinkles and had a silvery soft hair. He was always wearing a faded black coat and a pair of brown trousers with a few small holes, carrying a large gray-white bag, swaying in our school with a arrogant face. We don't know where he came from, nor how he came in. He only knew that as soon as he came, the principal, teacher and students would have a fight with him. Although it is a mouthful, the old man does not care much. He only insisted on taking his own path, and he saw what he was doing, as if he were the only one in the world.

That day, we were listening to the devil's European language in her own intoxication. She herself is arrogant to the sky, calling for the rain, and self-indulgent in the sentence in the text. But we, but shouting, asking God to worship Buddha and hope to hurry. The result was not only crying and sorrow, but lazily listening to the devil, Europe, talking about her class. At the moment when we were unhappy, the noise outside the door brought the devil Euler back to the real world. I saw her eyes wide open, as if there was a feeling that the house that had been used for her money had been burned out by a fire. At this time, like a robot, she walked to the front door unfavorably. When she opened the door, the proud grandfather came on her face. If it weren’t for the Devil’s Owl to wake up, I’ll see that their heads will start a tall building. We also clearly heard that the teacher who walked in the next class was venting to the grandfather with anger. It’s all about scolding him for interrupting her class, hindering students from learning, and letting him go. However, the students in the next class also said the same thing in a disgusted expression. Suddenly I thought that they were really in the same class, like mother and child, all the same. However, the grandfather did not happen like anything, and swayed into our classroom. Then walked around us, as soon as I saw the plastic bottle, my eyes were like a fire, staring at it tightly, and then quickly loaded it into his big white bag, and took him for himself. Although some students muttered that they hadn't finished drinking yet, he completely ignored it. On the ground, on the table, on the trash can, whenever he saw something he loved, he would ignore everything to get it. After a while, the plastic bottle was swept away by him. Just as he was satisfied and ready to leave, the devil's move really made us stunned. She took out a bottle and a large bottle of mineral water from the bag, drunk it at a very fast speed, then made a long slap, and finally handed the plastic bottle to the grandfather. "Everyone also gave the old grandfather a plastic bottle that he didn't use." She said as she showed a smile we had never seen before. It’s so pure, so touching and moving. We were all taken aback. Is that really the devil Ou teacher? That fierce and long-lasting, always with a devil who hates the face of the world's creatures, has such a sweet smile, and is she such a kind person? I paused, then took out a few plastic bottles from the drawer and gently put them into my grandfather's bag. The other students saw it and they all took out the bottles. Seeing such a scene, the old grandfather seems to be very different from before. His arrogant, unintentional face disappeared, but there was a kind of kindly warm face, which was also mixed with shame. Devil Ou saw this scene, smiled with satisfaction, and then nodded to the grandfather. The old grandfather also nodded in a subtle position, and then walked out of the classroom a little shy. Since this incident, we gradually, no longer have the teacher Ou devil called Europe, and we have developed a good habit - garbage classification. In order to help the old grandfather, we collect the bottle for the grandfather with the teacher every day. From that day on, the grandfather never came to our school again. Ou teacher was even more uneasy, and finally it was not easy. Ou teacher invited the grandfather to come over. It turned out that since the last time, Grandpa has realized his mistakes and feels that he should not disturb the sea of ​​a class of good-natured children and teachers in the classroom. Ou teacher said: "If you really don't want to bother us, then you can go to our classroom to take the bottle away. The bottles we collect for you are full of feelings of wanting to see your smile." The old grandfather seems to be moved by the words of the teacher Ou, and there are unclear liquids in the eyes.

It’s not so long after the good times, it’s only a few months before the grandfather disappeared. Can see that this time the European teacher is absent-minded. She said: She used the old grandfather as a father. An old man like this has no loved ones and no social care. In his age, he could have enjoyed his family's happiness in his lifetime, but he was forced to suffer from the wind and frost, and made a living from the bottle. Seeing such an old man who is used to being treated indifferently, why didn’t you call me heartache? After listening to this reversal, we were deeply touched. However, not long after, the message came and said that Grandpa had sacrificed to save a drowning student. When we heard such a message, we were all shocked, but there was a sad mood that rushed straight into our hearts. The teacher was even more surprised, and she was already as old as she was, no life. A few days later, she finally couldn’t help but led us to pay homage to the grandfather. I still remember that the rain was continuous, and the rain wet the teacher's hair and the face that had already been filled with tears. In fact, tears and rain have long been unclear, but the tears in my heart are so hot, so crystal clear. We all understand that it is the tears of the heartache of the old man, the tears of fear, the tears of pain he suffered, and the tears of his reluctance. But we and Ou teacher believe that from the day we helped the grandfather, the piece of ice on his old man has already melted and turned into a river, nourishing everything and propping up an oasis.

Ou teacher, although she has not done anything big, her pure heart, kind heart, clean heart is like a warm current, flowing into the heart of the people, making people feel the warmth of the world and the love between the people. . Presumably this must be the most proud thing for the teacher. Her little heart can exude such a dazzling light, I think, this is a realm that ordinary people can't reach! However, as long as I think that the person like an angel is our instructor, I feel extremely proud. Along the way, as long as she is there, even if the road is not flat, or the wind and the rain, even if it is awkward, it will be able to find the most shining star of its own. She has always been the most beautiful and moving angel in my heart...

Duanzhou Middle School, Duanzhou District, Zhaoqing, Guangdong, China