a beautiful scar

On the knee of my right leg, there is an unforgettable scar. This scar records my childhood and records the story between me and Teacher Li. At that time, I was in the first grade, whenever I think about it. It will be red-eyed.

"叮铃铃...叮..." After class, I walked alone in the hallway, the wind blew through, and every leaf danced, as if to greet me. My heart is soft.

A person goes up the stairs and quietly recalls his thoughts. Suddenly, my foot slipped and I fell awkwardly. "Oh, it hurts..." The blood is as violent as the water, so painful! The students around me were attracted by the sound and looked at me. I buried my head sobbing, my body trembled slightly, tears fell from the eyelids one by one, tears flowed to my neck, wounds, and blood. Teacher Li screamed and saw this scene. It was a big shock: "How do you flow so much blood?" After the classmates explained clearly to the teacher, I looked at Li, with tears in my eyes, Teacher Li. Face worry: Go to the infirmary! ''I seem to understand the nod and nodded, rubbing my hands with tears. Just taking a step on the right foot, Teacher Li hurriedly pulled me: "You are hurt, can't walk, I am coming back to you." Teacher Li hurriedly picked up me, blood ran down the clothes of Li, I Wiping the sweat on my forehead, my heart beats: Teacher, you... your clothes... blood, ''Mr. Li smiled: "It doesn't matter, clothes are dirty and can be washed." It seems that there is a warm sun shining on my body, it is so warm and comfortable!

Opening the door of the infirmary, Teacher Li sat down with me. The sister in the infirmary hurriedly bandaged the wound, took the cotton swab and applied the medicine, and wiped the alcohol. But still can't stop the blood surge. My sister had no choice but to say: "Now this wound is very serious, you must go to the hospital for treatment!" Teacher Li looked at me and let other teachers take us to the hospital. We sat on the locomotive, and the blood fell with the wind on the road. Teacher Li looked at my injury and asked: "Is it still hurting?" I nodded with a frown and you smiled at me: I am about to arrive soon, hold on! ''I bit my lip and nodded hard. "You are very good, Teacher Li, thank you for your concern!" I said to Li in my heart. My eyes are instantly drifting to the side of the road. Along the way, my heart, the bottom, the bottom, like something filled with my heart, overflowing from my heart.

"The hospital is here," Mr. Li carried me down and walked the road. When you are doing a healing, you are checking with me, taking the medicine, and sewing a few stitches. I was lying in a hospital bed, languid and pale, as if I had a serious illness. I sighed and took care of the bangs scattered on my forehead. You brought a cup of warm water and carried me. The palm of your hand was so warm: "Come, drink a glass of water, add some water." I am sick. Said: "Thank you teacher," you patted me on the shoulder and said softly: "Is there any better? This is the medicine taken by the nurse sister, come and take medicine!" "The medicine is very bitter, I don't want to eat, "I reached out and pushed the medicine and shook my head." Teacher Li stroked my head: "How can you not take medicine? It is not a joke to get sick! After taking medicine, your wounds can be good!" I have no reason to refute, but I barely swallowed the medicine. Go on. Teacher Li smiled at me: I took a nap after eating the medicine, raised my spirits, and then went back to class after the injury. "I nodded, it was very uncomfortable." "When the wound is just stitched, is it hard to get rid of it? Don't get out of bed, the wound is just right, you need to rest well, otherwise the wound will rupture, it will give you aggravation!" Oh, obedient. "I like the tone of Teacher Li's speech. It's not too slow or too slow. Her skin is white and her eyes are clear. When she speaks, her lips are gently flipped up and down, so gentle. I took a deep breath. Tears solidify at this moment...

This scar is my permanent memory. It is the most beautiful gift given to me by God. Thank you! Teacher Li, our good teacher, we will always put you in the deepest part of the soul, we will always love you!

The fifth grade: Wu Yiban Huang Kunmei