每天清晨,站在校园里,把带着欢声笑语、渴望求知的孩子们迎进校门;每天傍晚,又亲自目送着每一个孩子载着一天的收获渐渐离去。我努力地把自己的全部爱化作甘露,轻轻地滋润孩子的心田,让他们绽放出纯真的笑脸。阳春三月,绿意正浓,我抱着一大堆新书推开了教室的门,忽然,一本新书从我的怀里滑落下去,掉在地上,地上刚刚洒过水,美丽的彩色封面立刻变得又脏又模糊,同学们发出了“呀!”的惋惜声。我也为之一震,多么可惜,那么漂亮的书,顷刻间变得又湿又脏,怎么往下发呢? Every morning, on the campus, children with cheers and laughter and eagerness for learning are welcomed into the schoolyard. Every evening, they watch as their children take their day away. I tried hard to turn all my love into nectar, gently nourishing the child’s heart and letting them bloom innocently. In the spring of March, the greenery was strong. I held a lot of new books and pushed the door of the classroom. Suddenly, a new book slipped from my arms and fell to the ground. The ground was just sprinkled with water. The beautiful colored cover. It became filthy and obscure at once, and the classmates uttered a sigh of “Yeah!”. I was also shocked. What a pity, how beautiful the book became wet and dirty in the instant?