Lonely students story

Lonely students story

The first day of class, following a picture of cute looking face and childish thirsty for knowledge which both eyes. I thought to myself, if not in person now standing three feet of the podium, I would not think he’s accurate to say that I could not bear to think of.
He called Hou Yong, three years of my junior high school language teacher. The new semester beginning, when we are curious turned over a new classroom textbooks hair, a thin old man walked into the classroom set foot on the podium. Although thin, but the pace Daoting light. He rubbed his stomach, eat and make an appearance, with a humorous tone told us: “Well socialism, socialist good.” Attracted laughter. He added: “When the early years, it really makes life much suffering, eating roots, eating grass, and three years of famine, there was a case of cannibalism.” Whole class of people scared and frightened, only the class most naughty Wang Qieqie asked one: “Is it true?” We looked at with eyes of worship Wang, staring at the frail old man earnestly waiting for his answer.

My expectation, he turned side edges make me clean the blackboard, said: “If you want to know more ah? Good to listen to my class after myself.” This is our first and face the teacher Hou.
Hou teacher likes to smoke, love to drink. Every time a ring tone on the language lesson, the teacher will be on time into the classroom Hou, mouthful of alcohol, a long day we get used to it. But he never smoke in front of the students face. Once he accidentally mentioned that: “smoking, drinking, the body is not good, we still cut down point after point of drink, even after growing up also, especially smoking, harm to others. Anyway, I was never smoked in front of everyone’s face, even a mouthful of smoke when I am not into the classroom. “For a time, what we seem to understand.
Hou few teachers to give lectures with textbooks. He was always marching brisk pace to the podium, and then asked us: “Students, today’s lesson we do ah?” We sit below the answer in unison: “story ~ ~ ~” sounds deliberately drag very long. “Well, tell stories, talk about ah?” “Ghost Story ~ ~ ~” We all know that teachers like to talk about Ghost Story Hou, and most good. “Well, Strange Stories, Strange Stories which the ah?” “Painted Skin ~ ~ ~” business as usual for too long the sound, we laugh. “Good, good, good, today about Ghost Story Painted Skin.” And then I start dancing with relish the story. Slowly, the whole class and the whole year knows he is telling stories of the players. Hou teachers know a lot, I talk a lot, from history to literature, from politics to economy. Soon, everyone fell in love with his language class. Unfortunately, the time to read is the junior high school, if you can attend the university as it is now, then he will certainly be packed in the classroom. He rarely with a textbook because he always told us what the book is not, in his view of life everywhere are learning, scholarship should not stick to the book knowledge. Another of his lecture is that it is rarely speak in detail about the required textbooks, such as the appreciation of ancient poetry, such as the famous masterpieces. He often said: “Well the ancient poetry, China’s outstanding traditional culture, to read dozens of times a few hundred times, rely on perception.” And as “Fanjinzhongju” This reading, but he can take two weeks but more explanations. At that time my mother was not even understand, the strange thing is, under his teaching methods so far has been the language of our class the first year.
Once the self-study course, when all the students to do in ease of reading problems, outside the classroom suddenly came the sound of my name. We just looked on the Hou teacher entered the classroom, while telling them my name, three-step walk beside me, a look of excitement, and then deliberately raised his voice: “Jianmin ah, this is you.” Talking on the get to me, handing me twenty dollars. Whole class of people all looking at him, my face puzzled. He explained: “Three weeks ago, so you pay the essay writing I looked, there are several good, send a written newspaper, and later have an editor that was used, which is royalties, although small, also be regarded as a reward. we redouble our efforts ah, have the opportunity. “Having the money on my desk and went out, he came outside the classroom hearty laughter.

 

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