Zheng Qi's Advanced Deeds Report

For the best business under the sun

Leaders, comrades, and classmates:
My name is Zheng Qi and I am an ordinary rural teacher in Dangyang City, Yichang, Hubei Province. I am 65 years old this year. In July 1958, I graduated from Dangyang Normal School and went to the most remote Chenyuan Township of Dangyang. I was a glorious people's teacher. I have worked in 6 rural countries. Since joining the work, I have been teaching Chinese and music, and also served as a Young Pioneers counselor. After retirement, I also served as a volunteer counselor for five schools.
From the day I was a teacher, I fell in love with this profession. The longer I work, the deeper I love. When I was a child, my mother taught me to be a person with a heart of love, to be practical, to be beautiful, to be sympathetic to the weak, to be a useful person to society. Her old family is also a small national teacher, especially loves children. In front of the students, she is both a strict teacher and a kind mother. When I was in my teens, my sister also became a teacher. Like her mother, she is deeply loved by her students. The subtle influence of my mother and sister made me feel the glory and sacredness of being a teacher from an early age. I have always been yearning for it. When I grow up, I must be a good teacher like them.
In my 47 years of education, I have had sadness, confusion, hardships and bumps, but the most rewarding thing is to be a teacher. I feel most satisfied with being a teacher. sense.
Among my students, there is a classmate named Jianming, who is a famous "small naughty" in the school. When the teacher and the parents mentioned him, he shook his head and he broke the can. Seeing him like this, my heart is not a taste. I have a belief: there are no bad students, only teachers who are not responsible. I found Xiao Jianming's parents and said, "Let him live with me!" Some colleagues advised me: "Are you not asking for it? This child is still well taught!" I made up my mind: "It is a stone." I want to keep it hot!"
I took Yu Jianming and took care of his life. He patiently helped him with his homework at night. He also took him with him during his family visit, chatting with him and telling stories. At first, he didn't understand, one night, when I was in a meeting, I sneaked away. I rushed for more than 10 miles and just took him back from the bamboo forest. On the pitted road, I fell down several times and got a mud. Yu Jianming was finally moved. Slowly, he changed the bad habits of playfulness and fighting, and his academic performance gradually increased, and he became the "good young pioneer" of the school.
This incident made people around me know that I teach "naughty" students to have love, but there are still some ways, so parents often send the children who can't manage them to me. I am also very happy, every improvement of the children makes me feel happy. Later, I just heard that which child is more naughty, which child is not in charge, and which child is too far away from school, I have to take them to me. It’s been a long time. I always have a group of children around me. Some live for a week or two, and some live for a few years. The children have become little friends in my life. With them, I also maintained an innocent childlike heart. They made me deeply feel that I was engaged in a teacher profession: after work, there was joy, and after giving, happiness.
I think that knowledge can change a person's destiny. The development of society also requires every builder to become a literate person. In the rural areas, some parents have no difficulty in family work, or they think that children have no choice in reading books, so that some children fail to complete compulsory education and drop out of school. I feel that as a teacher, it is the responsibility of these children to return to school. For so many years, as long as I heard that my children have dropped out of school, whether it is taught by me or not, I have to go to work. There was once a student who did not report at the beginning of the new semester. After school in the afternoon, I walked dozens of miles to find her home. But when her parents saw me, they said that there was no money at home for the children to go to school, and the children were not willing to study. I tried my best and repeatedly persuaded them until the next day when they were bright, they finally changed. Later, they sent the child back to school. I will persuade ten children to return to school almost every semester, and actively report to the school to reduce tuition fees for students with difficulties. I am gratified that the children I persuaded were basically not missing school anymore.
Some of the children I teach go to college, but more are to return to the countryside and become socialist builders. I have given them more care and help. I hope that every child can become a useful person to society no matter where or where he works.
I think: to be a teacher, you should spread the love of the rain dew wholeheartedly, you should let every green leaf fully enjoy the sun!
In 1963, after Lei Feng’s deeds were reported, I was deeply moved. I am the same age as Lei Feng. His deeds are very ordinary and great. I think he can do it. I can do it through hard work. I specially bought a notebook, copied the Lei Feng diary, and wrote a learning experience. I cherish the inscription of Chairman Mao "learning from Comrade Lei Feng" and put Lei Feng's photo in his room. Since then, the spirit of "serving the people wholeheartedly" has always inspired me.
As an ordinary country teacher, I can't accept the baptism of blood and fire like the heroes of the front line, nor can I make earth-shocking performances like the famous scientists, but I can give a love to teach the children. The children's healthy growth makes my dedication.
Whenever I see the red scarf on the student's chest, there is always a sacred feeling in my heart. The children are the flowers of the motherland. We shoulder the hope of the motherland. With full enthusiasm, I have devoted myself to the red scarf business, formed the "red scarf towel delivery station", established the "outside school youth home", and established the "Jinggang Guoxiaohong scarf business fund." In 1984, because I made a little achievement in the red scarf business, I was awarded the honorary title of “National Excellent Young Pioneers Counselor” by the Central Committee of the Communist Youth League and the Ministry of Education, and attended the first national small-generation conference, which was cordially welcomed by the party and state leaders. Meet. Comrade Hu Jintao, then secretary of the Central Committee of the Communist Youth League, told us: "The business of red scarf is the most beautiful cause under the sun." That trip to Beijing made me more determined to dedicate my life to the red scarf business.
In that year, I solemnly wrote the first application for joining the party. It is the education of the party that has allowed me to grow into a glorious people's teacher. The red scarf business I am engaged in is also the cause of the party. Therefore, I want to be a party. Since then, I have been strictly demanding myself in accordance with the standards of a Communist Party member. Whenever I encounter difficulties, I will remember the vows I wrote on the application for joining the party. This has always been a powerful driving force for me to move forward. On the day of the party’s 83rd birthday, I finally took the oath of the bright red party and became a glorious Communist! At this moment, I was so excited that my tears filled my eyes. My decades-long wish was finally realized. I can finally proudly say that I am fulfilling the task assigned to me by the party as a Communist Party member!
In 2000, on the eve of my retirement, my three children asked me and my wife to live in the city. When I think about leaving the beloved platform and the lovely children, I have a kind of nostalgia and loss. Will I leave like this? I really can't bear it. So, I sprouted a thought, can you buy a house near the school, build a place where students can read books and activities, and let those children who are unsupervised after school leave many good places. So, I sold my original house, found some money for my children, and bought a farmhouse near the school. The Education Bureau is very supportive. I named this event place "Jinggang Elementary School Counseling Station", and later Developed into the current "Tungshu Youth Activity Center".
In the spring of 2002, I heard that the 14-year-old Liu Yue and my stepmother in our village had a bad relationship. I left home and went to school. My father and I ran to the city, found one place and another, and finally found it in a restaurant. She, she took her to her home, let her wife wash her, sew new clothes, and slowly guide her; I found her stepmother, patiently persuaded, the mother-daughter relationship gradually eased, Liu Yue finally called her mother . Now the family is so peaceful and beautiful.
I can't remember how many children I helped. Someone helped me for a while. In the past five years, there have been more than 260 minors who care and help, and more than 15,000 students have participated in activities at the event center. I think these numbers are not very important. What is important is that I can do more for education and give my children more love. This has always been my wish.
Now, I have already hanged 7 brands at my door, including “Youth Activity Center”, “Caring for Youth Workstation”, “Cultural Science and Technology Center” and so on. I think that each of these brands is full of the organization's trust, the children's expectations, and it is my responsibility. Although I am retired, I am not lonely. Because of this activity center, I am still with the children; because of these children, I am full and happy; because with these fulfilling and happy work, I feel very happy and satisfied. This activity center is my home, and my home is this activity center. Here, I continue to do the work of caring for minors, extending my teacher's dream!
I sincerely thank the party for its education and training. I am grateful to all the leaders, colleagues and fathers who have cared for me, helped me, supported me, and thanked my family. I especially want to thank the lovely children. I will always remember the enthusiasm of Comrade Hu Jintao for the longest struggle for the best career under the sun!
thank you all!

When I grow up, I will be you.
Yang Jing <BR> Leaders, comrades, classmates:
My name is Yang Jing and I am a national teacher in Dangyang City, Yichang, Hubei. Ten years ago, I chose the profession of teachers and also chose the position of music teacher. The song I like the most is the song "I will be you when I grow up." Whenever I sing this song, I always put in special, especially emotional. Because my 30-year life history is a true story of "I will be you when I grow up."
My childhood was spent in the unforgettable place of Jinggang Elementary School. In the early 1980s, Jinggang was a small country with a simple equipment. There was no special music classroom, no music materials, and only a dilapidated pedal organ. Whenever we were in the music class, we carried the patched organ on the belt to the classroom. A group of children, big and small, surrounded Mr. Zheng and listened to him singing "Let's scull" and "Listen to Mom." Tell the past things, those classic children's songs. Once, Teacher Zheng waved me and asked me to sing it alone. I was a little nervous, but he had already bounced through the door, nodded to me, smiled and looked forward to it. Suddenly a warm current filled the whole body, as if there was a magical force to pull, I let go of the door and sang loudly. When I finished singing, I heard the enthusiastic applause from the friends and the unusually excited eyes of Teacher Zheng.
Since then, Mr. Zheng quietly planted the seeds of music in my heart and brought me into the wonderful world of music. Under his tutoring, I progressed very fast and became more and more fascinated with music.
One day, he came to my house on a bicycle and suggested that my mother buy me an electronic keyboard. Mom didn't know what the keyboard was, and she was a little reluctant. Teacher Zheng patiently explained: "Yang Jing has a musical talent and a strong sense of music. Not only does it sing well, but the organ can still be learned. The child is a material for learning music, so train well!" Mom still does not trust Question: “Is it useful for children in rural areas to learn music?” Teacher Zheng was a little excited: “What happened to rural children! As long as it is a block, we can’t delay her as a teacher or a parent!” Mom thought for a while, saying "We don't understand music and keyboards, but I believe you Zheng. As long as you say it, I just support the irons!"
Soon, my mother really asked someone to buy me an electronic keyboard, light green, so beautiful! I cherish it very much and fell in love with it like a demon. After practicing for a while, I did improve a lot, but after a while, I didn’t know how to stand still. At this time, Teacher Zheng appeared in time. He said excitedly to me: "During the summer vacation, there is an electronic piano training class in Yuxi Town. It is a professional teacher from the city. Do you want to go?" I nodded quickly and said: I want to go! Can the mother agree? I am a little worried. Teacher Zheng saw my thoughts. He said with confidence: "As long as you are willing to learn, the rest of the things I will do, I will go to work with your mother." So I took Zheng's bicycle back home. This time he just said: "Children in the village can enjoy the same education in the city, and the progress will naturally be faster." My mother also saw that I changed my personality after learning the piano, so I am very supportive, but I think of education. Xizhen is 30 miles away from my home. It is inconvenient to pick up and drop off every day. At that time, I was hesitant. Teacher Zheng seems to have thought about the solution long ago. He said: "To nearly half of my home in Yuxi Town, let the children come to my house and I will pick you up!"
In this way, I lived in the home of Zheng with my favorite electronic keyboard. For a full month and a half, in the morning, he rode me to the town to learn the piano on the bicycle; at night, I took the 10th mountain road and took me back. The classmates in the training class always thought that he was my father. One afternoon, I was in class, and a torrential rain poured down until I was still in school. Seeing that I was alone in the empty classroom, I was very anxious and waited for Teacher Zheng. It was getting dark, but he hadn't come yet, and I was so anxious to cry. At this moment, a familiar figure appeared in the door of the classroom, I was very happy, and fled in the past. The scene in front made me stunned: Teacher Zheng was soaked and muddy. It turned out that he just fell out of the door and fell, and the car broke down. He drove the car over 10 miles of muddy mountain roads! When Mr. Zheng put on a raincoat and took me on a bicycle, he said, "Wait a minute? Go, go home!" On that day, I sat in the back seat of the bicycle and watched Zheng’s body squatting hard. Pushing the car, somehow, my tears burst out. In that year, a rural child like me passed the examination of the training class with the first place in an amazement. After a few years of summer vacation, Teacher Zheng gave me a dance class and a vocal class. I still live in his home.
Later, I became a teacher, a chance to chat. I asked Zheng about his thoughts at the time. He said calmly: "If you find a piece of jade and don't sculpt it, I am sorry for my conscience. It is a teacher’s responsibility to teach students in accordance with their aptitude."
Not only that, but Mr. Zheng also encouraged us to take courage and let go of our dreams. One day, several of our children saw a "Counselor" magazine in his dorm. The back cover was a picture of a boy wearing a navy trousers and a girl wearing a wide ruffled skirt. Teacher Zheng said: "This is a school uniform. Although we have never seen it in the country, there are many children in the city." We enviously touched the beautiful picture with our hands and felt that it was an unreachable dream. I didn’t expect Teacher Zheng to say, “Like? If we can find a way, we can wear such a beautiful school uniform!” Since then, we have begun to struggle for the realization of our dreams. Teacher Zheng took us to open up the wasteland on the mountain, plant peanuts, order soybeans, and work together to drop out of school. The work is very hard, and we don’t have to cry for the blood bubbles in our hands. After the bumper harvest, Mr. Zheng happily gave us the size and sent the remittance slip. Soon, when the surrounding rural small school still didn’t know what the school uniform was, the children of Jinggang’s small children had already put on it. Beijing's new uniforms. Wearing a new school uniform adds to our pride and confidence.
I will always remember the "June 1" of the year when the whole school students put on their new uniforms. The celebration ceremony was very solemn. In the morning sun, Teacher Zheng shouted as usual with a red scarf: "Prepare, for Struggling for the cause of communism!" We also stood up straight and replied with a louder voice than usual: "Always ready!" After the ceremony, I discovered that we have all shed tears. What kind of tears is this? This is the tears of a group of rural children who overcome difficulties and realize their dreams!
In my memory, the life of our young pioneers in Jinggang is rich and colorful. I have participated in the summer camp organized by Teacher Zheng. I have recently visited Dangyang Yuquan Temple and Guanling Temple. I have visited the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River and the hometown of Qu Yuan. We also experienced collective life in the military camp, and worked as a small courier in the village and an announcer in the red scarf broadcasting studio. I remember it very clearly when I had a mountaineering competition. At 5 o'clock that morning, we got up and divided into several groups to climb the mountain. When one person arrives, it won't count, and the whole group will win if it is boarded. The game started, and our older children took the children to go. They couldn’t move and they would carry them back. They couldn’t move back and pulled them. The kettles were handed over to several boys, and the whole group struggled hard. Suddenly, a red cloth appeared in front of it, with the words: "Please look under the tree!" A boy found a pencil case in the grass under the tree. We are very happy, and the fatigue is swept away. After every other way, we will find red cloth strips, either learning habits or small toys, sometimes it is a sentence: "Tired? Don't be afraid, stick to it is victory!" Finally, Our group first inserted the red flag on the top of the mountain. Looking back now, Zheng’s arrangement is so delicate, how much thought it takes! From these activities of fun and education, we have learned a lot of things that we can't learn in books.
After graduating from elementary school, I left Jinggang Elementary School and left Teacher Zheng. But the knowledge he taught me, his teacher image has been deeply rooted in my mind. When I graduated from middle school, I can read the key high school with my score, but I did not hesitate to fill out the Dangyang Normal Music major--because I want to be a teacher like Teacher Zheng!
Three years later, I graduated to the former Huaguo small town of Herong Town, but I almost gave up my dream there. The school was built on the cemetery. The grass is taller than my head. There are often cockroaches, spiders and mice in the dark and damp dormitory. One time, I was wearing a venomous snake on the quilt on the playground! I was scared to scream at the time. For a whole week, I spent the night and night on a broken wicker chair. On the weekend, I ran home and escaped and said that I would never go there again.
The parents had no choice but to ask Mr. Zheng for help. When I saw Teacher Zheng, I was like seeing a savior. The tears of grievances suddenly filled my eyes. When I was crying enough, Teacher Zheng said to me: "What is the difference in school conditions? Is it worse than our Jinggang Guoxiao? Are you willing to give up your teacher dream for such difficulties? Think about teachers. Responsibilities, think about those lovely children, what else can you overcome?" I saw the teacher's desired eyes, and thought of the vows I had made, I shyly bowed my head. That day I rushed back to school that night and returned to the hard and hidden place. I put all my energy into the children. In the "June 1" of that year, the program I arranged for the children won the first prize in the town's art performance. The secretary of the village took my hand and said excitedly: "We have never had a small child in China. So show your face!"
Once, my student Li Qiao’s father was hospitalized in a car accident. Every time I went home on weekends, I took him with him, let him meet Dad, and then lived in my house. Colleagues saw me doing this and said: "I really don't want to be a student of Teacher Zheng!" Four weeks later, through the hospital's treatment, his father finally woke up under the voice of the child.
Later, Teacher Zheng encouraged me to say that now teaching the country is small, and the secondary school education is definitely not enough, so I have also studied the specialist and university departments. Due to my hard work, I have been rated as an outstanding teacher in Dangyang City and an advanced individual in Yichang City.
Under the attention of Teacher Zheng, I walked all the way, swaying passions in those lovely children, and constantly harvesting joy and moving.
I remembered the song again: "I will be you when I grow up." I finally understood: "That platform, others are lifted, and they are dedicated." I am determined to use the teacher Zheng as a model, with the persistence, love and responsibility of a people's teacher, with all my enthusiasm to continue to write the life without regrets!
thank you all!

Teacher Zheng is my closest relative.
Zhou Zhifu
Leaders, teachers and students:
My name is Zhou Zhifu and I am a middle school student in Dangyang City, Yichang, Hubei.
My childhood is different from other children.
My misfortune started from the age of 7, and my luck began at the age of 7. That year, my mother suspected that the family was poor, leaving me and my father gone, never coming back. The children of the same age went to school, and I could only follow my father to the grass. Once, when I walked to the woods, I heard the sound of singing on the side of the forest. The place where people sang and sing was the school. I am facing the woods, thinking about it, how good I am if I can go to school!
One day at noon, I followed my father to play ragweed. I saw a person coming over, that person is Teacher Zheng. He greeted us: "Where is Zhou Zhifu's home?" Dad pointed at me and said, "He is my son Zhou Zhifu. Are you looking for him?" Teacher Zheng approached me, touched my head and pulled out. The handkerchief wiped off the sweat on my face and said with a distressed heart: "How good is the child! Why not let him go to school?" Dad sighed and said: "The family is poor, no money!" Teacher Zheng pulled up lovingly. My hand, seriously said to my father: "This child will be handed over to me! Let him go to school with me!" In this way, I took Zheng's bicycle to his home. Upon entering the door, Teacher Zheng said to Zheng mother: "Fast, pour hot water, I will take a bath for this child!" This is the first time I let a stranger give me a bath. Hot water! So fragrant soap! A soft towel! A big one! Since then, I have had a new childhood.
I finally went to school, but some of my classmates always bullied me. Once, I was playing on the playground, a few classmates gathered around, laughing, I am a wild child without a mother. Some throw stones at me, and some come up and push. I am very angry and fight with them. They swarmed and knocked me to the ground. When I got home at night, Teacher Zheng saw the scar on my face, asked the reason, and held me in my arms. She said with distress: "You Zhou Zhifu is not a wild child! I am your loved one, you are my child!" My heart was hot, and I held up with Zheng and cried. Later, Teacher Zheng patiently educated the classmates. Since then, they not only did not bully me, but also actively played with me, so that I really felt the warmth of the new collective.
Once, my classmates invited me to play, and the happy scene made me envious and envious. I think, why didn’t I have a birthday? On a Sunday morning, I woke up from my dreams and felt heavy in my hand. I blinked and looked at it: Hey! It is a colorful candy! I know that this sugar must be given by Teacher Zheng. I quickly put on my clothes and opened the door to ask Teacher Zheng. When Zheng, who was cleaning up the room, saw me, she left her job and picked me up. She said with deep affection: "Zhi Fu, I wish you a happy birthday!" Birthday? My birthday! I have already set the cake on the table, I am happy to pick it up! Washed my face, Zheng took me to sit down, Zheng mother handed a piece of cake to my hand and said with a smile: "Zhi Fu, you are one year old!" After eating the cake, Zheng and Zheng mother took me. Take it to the street, buy clothes for me, buy shoes. Teacher Zheng put a set of navy blue clothes on me and told me to turn around and let him see and said, "Take this set, prestige, grow up and become a PLA!" On the way home, I am wearing new clothes. , stand up, can be mad! Many people curiously asked: "Mr. Zheng, is this your son?" Zheng and Zheng mother, look at me, I look at you and laugh together. Mother Zheng said: "Yes! Our little son!" They are like my own parents, one person holding one of my hands, I feel so happy!
Time flies so fast, it will be New Year. Teacher Zheng and Ms. Zheng bought new clothes and holiday gifts for me. On the day of the twelfth lunar month, Teacher Zheng took me back to my home. I want to go home to see my father, but I can't bear to leave Teacher Zheng and Mother Zheng. I am very contradictory. But Teacher Zheng only cares about riding a bicycle, as if she didn't know my heart. When I got home, my father rushed out and said sorry, "Oh, Teacher Zheng, I am so embarrassed. I am going to pick up Zhifu." Teacher Zheng said with a smile: "You made a mistake, I and Zhifu are coming. You went to New Year! "I heard that it was my father who went to the New Year. I was very happy. I suddenly jumped out of the car and went to my father and said, "Dad, let us go!" Dad is embarrassed. Said: "Zheng Zheng, Zhifu has added so much trouble to you, I am going to your home for the New Year, what will people say?" When Zheng thought about it, he did not insist on it. He took out 100 yuan from his pocket. He told his father to spend a good year. When I left, my father said to me: "Zhi Fu, remember, Zheng is more dear than Dad! Teacher Zheng is the great benefactor of the family!" Dad couldn’t help but cry, I saw him for the first time. Cry, my nose is sour. In the New Year's Eve, several of Zheng's children came home. When they were eating a group dinner, they all rushed to pick up the vegetables for me, rushing to pour me drinks. After eating, they have been spending the New Year's Eve with me. Woke up the next day and found two small red envelopes on the side of the pillow! I know that it is the lucky money that Zheng and Zheng mother gave me this little son!
When I was in the 4th grade of Elementary School, Teacher Zheng retired. I think Teacher Zheng may not take care of me after he retires. What can I do in the future? But I did not expect that Zheng, like I used to, still let me live in his home, send me to school by bicycle every day, give me money to let me have lunch at school, and pick me up when I go to school.
One afternoon, it was raining heavily. Teacher Zheng came to pick me up. There was only one umbrella. He leaned over to me. The rain was too big that day. When we got home, our clothes were drenched and we caught a cold. Teacher Zheng is older and has a more serious cold. The next morning, he couldn't get out of bed and had to urge Zheng to take me to the doctor. I got a needle and took medicine, and my illness gradually improved. I am sick, I should go to school. Teacher Zheng also insisted on sending me to school. Zheng mother said, "I will send it!" This time, I went to school and became two people to send me. Zheng mother took the hand and sent me, and Teacher Zheng sent me by the door. This made me deeply feel the warmth of Mr. Zheng’s father.
At the age of 12, my father went out to work, and has not returned yet. Mom and Dad have no news. I am going to the middle school. Teacher Zheng prepares me for the quilt, clothes and daily necessities, and sends me to the new school. He paid the fee for me, and helped me make the bed. Then I found the class leader and said, "Help me manage this child. If you find me, I will be on call!"
Every three to five, Zheng always wants to come to the school to see me. Ask me how I eat, how I sleep, my relationship with my classmates, how to keep up with it, and I will leave pocket money for me every time. And what difficulties have I encountered, and what troubles in my life, I am willing to talk to Teacher Zheng, in my heart, I have already regarded him as my father.
One day after school, Zheng and Zheng mother are not at home. The neighbors said that they went to the street to buy books for the establishment of off-campus counseling stations. I think, I have grown up, I should take care of myself. This should be left to the children who need more help. I hurriedly packed my bags and returned to my own home. Just packed up the bed, Zheng and Zheng mother came on a bicycle. When Zheng entered the room, he asked angrily: "Why don't you just say hello and leave? You have brought your luggage back. Is it because we are not good to you? Come with us!" I have been squatting for a long time. I said, "Mr. Zheng, mother Zheng, I have grown up, I don't want to trouble you any more, I should learn to live independently!" Teacher Zheng and Zheng mother saw that I refused to go back, and finally gave me 100. I have more money and I am going to slap me again. At night, I have to close the doors and windows, pay attention to safety, and go to them immediately if I encounter difficulties.
Early the next morning, I was awakened by a rush of knocking on the door. When I opened the door, it turned out to be Zheng and Zheng. They asked with concern what I had done last night, slept well, and asked me to go back with them again. I comforted them and said, "You have all seen it. I am really fine. I will take care of myself! You can rest assured!"
After that, Mrs. Zheng and Ms. Zheng often came to see me. Sometimes I had to watch my meal before I left. Although I live in my own home, although I am the only one in the family, I always feel that there are two pairs of eyes in the house that are paying attention to me. Two people are accompanying me. I am not alone.
I have my biological parents, but I am like an orphan. Teacher Zheng gave me a warm home. I have people who are more dear than my parents! From the early childhood to the small, from the national to the middle, Teacher Zheng did not know how much effort he devoted to me! I am already 15 years old this year. It is Mr. Zheng who taught me to teach me to be a good student. It is Mr. Zheng who let me taste the taste of love!
There are words hidden in my heart for 8 years. I have called many times in my dreams and shouted countless times in my heart. Today, I want to call Teacher Zheng in front of so many people:
--father!
thank you all!

Teacher Zheng is the guide of my life.
阮建平 <BR> Leaders, comrades, classmates:
My name is Qi Jianping and I am an ordinary farmer in Dangyang City, Yichang, Hubei.
I am a student of Zheng Qi. In the 9-year student life in China, I have only taught me three years of nationality. However, in the days to come, Teacher Zheng always cares for me, guiding and helping me. It can be said that Teacher Zheng is the guide for my life.
In 1996, I dropped the list because of a one-point difference. At that time, there was a blank in my mind: What should I do in the future? Going to repeat, the mental pressure is great, not sure; going out to work, there is no way, no technology. I felt that there was no way to go, I was very depressed, and I kept myself in the house all day to sleep.
I don’t know how to pass it to Teacher Zheng. One afternoon, Teacher Zheng came to my house and looked at his fatherly eyes. My nose was sour and my tears flowed down.
Teacher Zheng wiped my tears away and said with emotion: "Don't be like this. Who said that there is no hope when the senior high school entrance exam is dropped? People, as long as they have the ambition, they can go out of the way!"
Teacher Zheng gave me a bit of painstaking guidance, which made me look up from the sorrow. When he left, he pointed to the hillside behind my house and said, "Let the mountain eat the mountain, and rely on the water to eat water. How can you not develop a fruit tree after a good mountain behind your house?"
Speaking of the 40 acres of mountainous land behind my house, the thorns are thick, the thatched grass is everywhere, the Hessen is a piece of chicken, the chicken and the dog are never drilled in, develop it, still not tired and half dead? Teacher Zheng saw that I was afraid of emotions and said: "Have you heard the story of Yugong Yishan? You are a young, young and strong, what are you afraid of? Contract this mountain, develop it a year, two or three years, your house After that, it became a flower and fruit mountain."
I said goodbye to Teacher Zheng. I even sharpened the machete overnight. Early the next morning, I went up the mountain. I didn't expect Zheng to come, he said: "Today, Saturday, nothing, I will accompany you."
After cutting a few points, the hands were filled with blood. The next day, my body hurt like a mess, I really don't want to do it. Unexpectedly, this morning, Mr. Zheng came on a bicycle. Looking at Teacher Zheng, who is already in her 50s, I can't say anything.
Two acres of five-point mountain was finally developed. What fruit trees can I plant?
When I was in trouble, Zheng told me that the Jinshui mandarin cultivated in the Phoenix Mountain Fruit Comprehensive Development Base is a famous and excellent variety. He asked me to see it. I used the locomotive to board Zheng, and I was going out. Zheng said: "Not busy, bring the water." I said: "When you go to the road to buy, a bottle of mineral water is only two dollars." Teacher Zheng said: " Save money, two dollars can buy more trees." I am moved and embarrassed, Zheng teacher is let me spend every penny on the blade!
After a field trip, the matter of planting gold citrus was settled. But how to cultivate, I have no bottom in my heart. At this moment, Mr. Zheng sent me a few magazines, "Rural Pepsi" and "Friends of Fruit Farmers", saying that it was specially ordered for me. I gave him money. He just didn't want to wait until later to eat my fruit. After that, I asked Zheng to order the relevant magazine. Once, he braved the heavy rain, pushed his bicycle and sent the magazine to my house. When I saw it, except that the magazine wrapped tightly in a plastic bag was not wet, his clothes were soaked and covered with mud. I took the magazine with both hands, and my heart was so hot that I couldn’t speak.
I practice according to the knowledge in the book. Some techniques are better than if the tree's pruning and pulling, but the book is written, but facing the full branches, I don't know where to start. It was also that Teacher Zheng went to the city to invite me to an agronomist to demonstrate and teach.
In the golden autumn of 2000, the golden water mandarin I cultivated was fruitful. I collected more than 500 kilograms that year and I am very happy. These fruits are soaked in the efforts of Teacher Zheng! So, I picked some golden citrus to send to Teacher Zheng. Teacher Zheng picked up a fruit, left to look at the right squat, and opened it to taste two. He said with a smile: "You can! You can't stop, you want to expand the scale, you have to bring the nearby farmers together. ""
I didn't expect him to think so far, he wanted me to go one step further!
That day, he stayed with me for dinner and had a long conversation with me. He asked me to use practical actions to move closer to the party organization and strive to join the Chinese Communist Party as soon as possible. He said: "I have been pursuing the party for 16 years! Let's work together!"
I came back from Zheng’s home and I thought a lot. I am not a party member, but mobilize his students to join him in moving toward the party organization. This makes me very moved. Yes! As a rural youth in a new era, it should be full of ideals and make a difference.
Later, Teacher Zheng specially sent me the "Party Constitution" and several related reading materials, let me learn, and exchanged experiences with me, which enabled me to further improve my understanding of the party and strengthen my belief in joining the party. Soon, I solemnly submitted the application for joining the party.
After that, I worked hard and strictly demanded myself according to the standards of party members. I have not lived up to the expectations of Teacher Zheng. After several years of hard work, I have planted more than 40 acres of barren hills, all the development of the park, planted Jinshui Orange, Guan Gong Li, Hu Yu, Shou Tao, and built more than 6 acres of nursery. More than 100,000 peaches, plums, apricots and pears are cultivated. The barren hillsides of the past have really become Huaguoshan. My income is more than 50,000 yuan per year. My family has built a building of more than 200 square meters, and the whole family is full of life.
I am rich, but I can't satisfy a rich family and should drive more farmers to get rich. Under my leadership, the village farmers have developed more than 1,000 acres of orchards. My home orchard has also become a teaching demonstration base for the town's technical station. I teach technology, provide information, and contact sales for fruit farmers. I don’t want to pay for a penny. Many of the farmers I helped have already got rich. Only fruit trees earn one, and the average household increases by more than 10,000 yuan!
On July 1, 2003, in the face of the solemn party flag, I with tears, raised my right hand and became a glorious Communist. That year, I was still under 22 years old!
In my hometown, the problem of male young people getting married is more prominent. I said that I have talked about several girlfriends and I have not succeeded. In the spring of 2004, Teacher Zheng knew this situation and came to the door to introduce a girl named Zhu Lingzhi. Ganoderma lucidum is the village of Teacher Zheng. In the case of both of us, he knows the truth, and he personally acts as a matchmaker.
On the first day of the wedding, Teacher Zheng came to help Zhang Luo, where the red "Hi" word was posted, how the flowers should be placed, and every bit of it, he was very thoughtful. The next day, the bride took the door. On the banquet, I and the bride respectfully toasted Mr. Zheng. Somehow, my eyes were wet, and I thought a lot.
Teacher Zheng and I are not relatives. I am going back to the village. I can't leave the road in the future. However, it is at this juncture that he not only pointed me in the direction, but also helped me to help me. When I had a gratifying beginning in the planting industry, he promptly guided me from my thoughts, enlightened me, and proposed a new goal for me to grow into a young Communist Party member; in my marriage. In the big event, he personally became a matchmaker, so that I have a happy family!
I understand that what Zheng has done is not only responsible for the students today, but also for the future of the students. Teacher Zheng is trying to make me a useful material, and I want to bring more rural youth into useful materials. Yes, building a new socialist countryside and realizing agricultural modernization. Young people with culture and knowledge have a lot to do.
I am still young and my life is still very long. I want to be like a teacher, to be a caring and self-reliant person, to build our home more harmonious and better!
thank you all!

Life for children
Xia Yu
Leaders, comrades, and classmates:
My name is Xia Yu and I am a reporter from Yichang, Hubei. Because of the professional relationship, I have the opportunity to approach Zheng Qi teacher and approach a pure and noble heart.
Teacher Zheng, 65, has been dealing with children for 47 years. Because of the child, he chose a remote rural country; because of the child, he was greatly wronged; because of the child, he was twice received by the party and state leaders; also because of the child, he started in his own home after retirement. Youth Activity Center. What power is supporting him all the way? What is the power that prompted him to stop the game and still refuse to stop?
With these questions, in the bright spring, I came to the small courtyard of Zheng’s home.
This is an ordinary farmhouse with three tile houses, which are furnished with simple furniture and are clean and tidy. This is another small courtyard: the “Tongshuyu Youth Activity Center” and other 7 cards are hung in front of the door. The trees in the courtyard are lush and the flowers and plants are full of enthusiasm. On the seesaw, under the swing, in front of the billiard table, next to the organ, there is always The children are moving. Behind the library, nearly 5,000 books and full-page newspapers and magazines were placed around the house. Several blue binders on the table caused my curiosity. I opened a book that turned out to be more than 100 innocent reading experiences. Some papers have turned yellow. I opened the "Study of Science Fantasy" written by Zhou Yu, a five-class class in the Baling National Primary School, and the "Reading the World of Foreign Fairy Tales" by Lu Lun, a five-class Ba Ling Elementary School, which is fascinating. After reading aloud, Zheng teacher said with a smile: This is all the children handed in. I borrowed a book from me and asked for it. When I finished the book, I read the book. I also looked at a book of borrowing books, and I saw that the Jinggang Guowei Wei Yuwen’s "Chinese Fairy Tales" and Tongshuyu Village’s "Shoulder Life" and other books were clearly recorded. I carefully counted Only 129 people will be recorded in this book of borrowing books, and 157 books will be borrowed!
I didn't expect that there were so many children borrowing books in this small library of Teacher Zheng. What I didn't even think of was Zheng's unique method of borrowing books: borrowing books without charging, and still paying attention to books. I realized that Mr. Zheng guided his children to learn to study hard.
In the drawer, I found some scattered information about Zheng’s youth activity center. Some of them were recorded in the textbooks, some were recorded in the homework, and some were bound by white paper. The information records some activities of Mr. Zheng: organize children to carry out interest groups such as calligraphy, music and dance, handicrafts, civilized etiquette, and lead the children to visit the anti-riot hero Yu Cheng, and ask the retired veteran cadres to carry out revolutionary ideal education for the students, please ask the police Road traffic regulations class, organize students to visit Dangyang TV Tower, Dangyang Railway Station, You Lin Ju Park... Zheng teacher cares about minors, educates children, and plays back in front of my eyes like a movie.
In the left wing of Zheng’s home, I saw a child who was writing in the head. His name is Wei Ming and he is 15 years old. He is not the grandson of Teacher Zheng, but a special member of this family. His mother told me that his son had read a book for four years, and even the basic number could not be counted. The pen was not good enough, so he had to drop out of school. Everyone lost confidence in Wei Ming, but Zheng received the child whose mental development was slower.
Wei Ming lived with Zheng for only one year and completely changed! He can not only count from 1 to 1000, but also can add and subtract within 20, and also know more than 1,000 Chinese characters, and can read children's books with pinyin. Wei Ming learned to sweep the floor, cook, wash, and grow vegetables. When adults are not at home, they can entertain guests. I don't know how much effort Zheng spent on Wei Ming, but I know that when I wrote 2, I used an exercise book and optically wiped the floor, which broke more than 20 brooms.
On that day, in Wei Ming’s neatly arranged room, he changed his usual dullness and embarrassment and read my favorite story “The Ugly Duckling”. I asked him why I like it? He replied: "Because Teacher Zheng said, I can also become a white swan!" I was shocked and turned into a white swan? How amazing is the power of hope!
Turning over a copy of Wei Ming’s workbook that is more neat than many normal children, I think that in the face of such a child, some people may lend a helping hand and give him some help, but how many people can Like Mr. Zheng, let him live in his home all year round, dripping water to care for him, educate him, change him? If it is said that the child who loves oneself is instinct, the child who loves others is sacred; then, what kind of love is the realm of love that Wei’s love for Wei Ming?
From the folks, I heard too many stories from Teacher Zheng. In 2000, Zheng’s youth activity center was just completed, and Yuhe was one of the first children to be happy here. One day in 2002, the careful teacher Zheng found that he had not heard the laughter of Yuhe recently. What would not happen? He picked up his bicycle and found the rain and home. What kind of days did Xiao Yuhe live? After the parents divorced, they went out to work, and no one cares about the children. The family was scattered, and the land was deserted. The 14-year-old Yuhe was a problem. Today, I have a meal here. I will spend the night there tomorrow. He is not deeply involved in the world. He was slandered and sneaked into the police station. After that, no one wants to take this child anymore, and Rain has become a street child.
Seeing the rain in front of him, Teacher Zheng was sour in his heart: "Child, go, come to my house!" The unkempt rain and grass was full, and looked up and found Zheng teacher looking at him kindly. Suffering from the white-eyed and indifferent Xiaoyuhe, suddenly surrounded by a huge warmth, recalling the days of wandering and wandering, looking at Zheng’s eyes, he could no longer restrain his feelings, “wow” crying Come out. Teacher Zheng not only brought Yuhe to his home, but also encouraged him to support himself. Later, Yuhe found a job, and Zheng often visited him and encouraged him to take the right path. He just pulled him back from the edge of crime.