在一次听课时,无意间看到课桌 上写着这样一首打油诗: 板凳烙屁股,眼镜增度数。 谁知书堆里,个个学生苦? 短短的两行小诗,竟使我听课时 走了神。是啊,我们做老师的,在分数 面前有没有变得疯狂?有没有想过学生 的感受?除了分数,我们还应关心些什 么? In one lecture, I accidentally saw such an oily poem written on the desk: The bench was branded as a butt, and the number of glasses increased. Who knows that in the pile of books, every student suffers? The short two lines of poetry made me go to God while listening to class. Yes, if we are teachers, have we become crazy before the score? Have we ever thought about students’ feelings? Besides points, what else should we care about?