Teacher Wang, I want to tell you more.

Teacher Wang, I am your student Yang Yi, do you remember me? Perhaps you will be surprised to say: "Which student is Yang Yi? What is it like? How can I not think of it?" It was normal for me to be forgotten by the teacher, because I am not a teacher, a good student, or a mischievous bad student. , but the kind that is often overlooked. Teacher, do you know my inner feelings? I want to keep your eyes on me, even if it is a second, but your soft eyes always stay on the top students for a long time. Sometimes I blame my own dullness. If my grades are good, I will also enjoy the privileges that are of concern to the teacher. But the facts cannot be changed. Hey, when will the teacher notice me?

Maybe it’s the fate of the fate, the opportunity is finally here. I remember that the class was very exciting, the classroom atmosphere was very active, and the passion of the students was ignited by you. I am no exception. I have bravely raised my hand several times, but your eyes didn't notice me, and I let go of my heart. At this time, the opportunity came. When you asked who knew about Lu Xun’s work, many of the classmates were silent. I was a little happy in my heart: because I have seen some of Lu Xun's works before, I remember some of his works, so I did not hesitate to raise my hand. Because there were very few people raising their hands, finally your teacher’s eyes fell on me, and my fingers pointed at me. The opportunity to express myself finally arrived. I immediately stood up. Maybe it was too excited and nervous. I forgot the answer that I thought of in my mind. I stood there and swayed, the voice was as small as a mosquito, I myself. I don't know what to say, my head is low. At the same time, I heard the laughter from the students around me: "No, why raise your hand, neuropathy." I feel that my face is very hot and hot, I can't wait for it to be sewed at the moment. At this time, the teacher did not stop the classmates from sneering at me, nor encouraged me to think about it. I just told me to sit down, as if you knew that it would be the result, because you don’t know how to learn. Not to mention. I hate how I am so disappointing, but who is falling in the key period, who is it?

Teacher Wang, remember that time? When was the moment I met you on campus? I saw you from afar, and I repeated the words "teacher is good!" over and over again in my heart. So as not to cause the embarrassing situation of the last class. When my distance with you is getting closer, my heart is also jumping wildly. Finally, the three words that I have repeated many times have come out of my mouth. I look forward to your teacher's response. But you nodded at the symbolic place at the time, and you didn't look at me and left. What left me was only the boundless disappointment. At that moment, the teacher’s noble image in my mind collapsed in an instant. Teacher Wang, I am a medium-sized student, but I also have my own dignity. When I saw you shouting the names of top students again and again, do you know the inner feelings of our students? Teacher Wang, can you pay more attention to our middle school students? Even an encouraging look, a kind smile, a comforting word. Teacher Wang, my request is not high. When can you satisfy our wishes?

First grade: Yang Yi