当时光的年轮一圈一圈划过心痕的时候,才明白了有一种教育叫尊重。记得19岁那一年,将梦想根植在了教育这片热土上。刚上班的新鲜感让我每天像一只快乐的小鸟穿梭于办公室与教室之间,总是学着老教师们那严肃的样子批评那些调皮捣乱的学生,至于学生反映也没调查过。直到有一天…… At that time, the ring of light rings across the heart marks, only to understand that there is an education called respect. I remember the year 19 years old, the dream rooted in the hot land of education. The freshness of just getting to work made me fly like a happy bird every day between the office and the classroom, always learning the serious teacher criticism that those mischievous students, as reflected in the students did not reflect. until one day……