“杨花榆荚无才思,惟解漫天作雪飞。”又是一年杨花飘飞的季节。在今天这个物欲横流的社会里,作为老师,你必须能守住清贫、寂寞。每三年一个轮回,一个轮回里的一千多个日日夜夜,我感觉自己很难睡个囫囵觉。我为孩子的进步而兴奋,我为孩子的迷途而担心,我希望他们听话、进步、优秀,我绞尽脑汁,想尽办法,我在烈火中涅槃,我在磨炼中成长,我在成长中收获。我风、我雷、我阳光、我雨露……丁彪(化名),是我2011年在七年级时教的一位学生,他是一 “Yang Hua Yu pods no thought, but the solution for the sky to fly. ” Another year is the season of Yang Hua drifting. In today’s materialistic society, you must be poor and lonely as a teacher. Every three years, a reincarnation, more than a thousand days in a reincarnation, I feel it is difficult to sleep a sleepy feeling. I am excited about the progress of children, I am worried about the children lost, I hope they obey, progress, excellent, I racked my brains, try my best, I am in the fire of Nirvana, I grow in the training, I am growing reward. I wind, mine, my sunshine, I rain ...... Ding Biao (not his real name), is a student I taught in the seventh grade in 2011, he is a