去年秋天,因工作需要,我来到一所村小支教。开学第一天,我走进教室,发现这所学校办学条件比较差,与城区的差距较大:一台老式录音机,一张抽屉都坏了的讲台,坑坑洼洼的地面,孩子们参差不齐的衣着,有的穿背心,有的趿着拖鞋,只是从一双双好奇的眼睛中,我感受到了一些欣慰。上课时间不长,我就发现坐在教师最后一排的一个腼腆的高个子男孩,他始终低着头,与别的孩子明显不同,他不敢看黑板,也不敢看我,偶尔目光和我相遇,马上就惊恐地移开。从座位表中我知道他叫沈海洋,于是我叫道:“沈海洋,请你把《长江之歌》第一节读一下。” Last fall, because of the need of work, I came to a small village teaching. On the first day of school, I walked into the classroom and found that the conditions for running the school were rather poor, and there was a big gap from the city: an old tape recorder, a podium with broken drawers, bumpy ground and uneven children Wearing clothes, some wearing vests, and some slipped slippers, but from a pair of curious eyes, I feel some comfort. Lesson time is not long, I found sitting in the teacher’s last row of a shy tall boy, he always head down, and obviously different from other children, he could not see the blackboard, did not look at me, and occasionally gaze Meet me, and immediately moved away in horror. From the seat table I know he called Shen ocean, so I cried: “Shen ocean, please read the first section of the song of the Yangtze River.” "