On December 11th, I came to Chengdu alone for the first time. Facing the vehicles coming and going, looking at the space without the sun, a kind of loss that I had never seen gripped my heart tightly. I always look up to the sky curiously, because there will be planes flying over the sky at any time. I can’t tell whether it is sunny or cloudy here. I can’t tell whether it is morning or afternoon. The sky is gray all day. When I walked into the hotel in the afternoon, my first feeling was that the night was coming, because the light had been lit up early in the corridor! Looking down at the street from the window, I suddenly felt that this city was so strange that there was no familiar face in the crowded crowd. I began to miss home, thinking about the blue sky and the golden sun. On December 12th (morning), I felt the joy of continuing education for the first time, and found a home in this strange city for the first time. This morning, I met many people, the lovely little Xuemei, and the gentle and quiet roommate Song Chunhua. Unexpectedly, I met the humorous monitor of Jinyang, a fellow villager of my college friend (hehe, forgot to pay attention to his name). I saw the lovely teacher Li Chang again in the conference hall. I felt she was an angel, because her smile was enough to smooth every impetuous heart. Seeing teacher Bo Xian again, my nervous mood gradually calmed down. Thinking of the first photo he took for me yesterday, I couldn’t help laughing. I dare say that was the happiest laugh in my life. The teacher said: This photo was so vivid! I suddenly found that he was the only stranger I was not afraid of. His detached peace comforted my nervous heart all the time. Therefore, I am grateful to Guopei, who made me know you and gain so much happiness here. I will remember everything here well. Today’s Enlightenment: 1. From then on, you should spend every day of your life with a smile, make a smile a wisp of spring breeze, and bathe every impetuous heart. 2. Hope is there, dream is there, open your heart, let the golden sunshine dispel the haze of your heart. 3. Li Gang, the student representative, made a passionate speech at the opening ceremony. He made us feel that everything will be better tomorrow. To hear him talk, you will feel a strong mountain in blowing we want constantly forward. Today, December 13th, I finally clearly feel that the sky in Chengdu is sunny, because I saw the sun at noon and also felt the warmth of the sun. In the evening, I finally met teacher Li Zhenxi who had been waiting for a long time. The teacher said that he gave lessons to the students and was very happy with them. I said that teacher Li on the platform was so cute. He likes to bend his right hand into a small arc, and then move from high to low with the rise and fall of his mood. I also noticed that the teacher’s eyes liked to move mischievously behind the lens, and then a string of beautiful words would flow out of his mouth. The teacher said that writing is the flow of soul and the flying of personality. I think listening to the teacher’s lecture is like wandering in a beautiful prose, which makes people intoxicated. Sitting in the teacher’s classroom, sudden urge, impulse to want to always do his students, because do his students that feeling good happiness. After finishing the class, everyone surrounded teacher Li and was unwilling to leave for a long time. That reluctance was the best proof of teacher Li’s class. (Today the teacher Li send business card, also and teacher Li shook hands. Mood is very good) It rained in Chengdu today, December 14th, and it lasted for a whole day. This morning was teacher Xiao’s lecture. When I first saw him, I thought he was very serious, but now I think he is humorous and lovely. He is not tall, but it doesn’t prevent me from liking him, because I think he smells like Flaubert. You can see that his right thumb is always moving flexibly, and when his right index finger is excited, he will circle happily. Sometimes he would spread out his right hand like a gentleman, then bowed deeply, or said: applause was given to Ni Ping’s grandmother. You see, the person standing on the platform was a gentleman, which was really humorous. The teacher said frankly that his idol was Ni Ping, which reminded me of my father, and my father also liked Ni Ping. This might be the common dream of their generation. Ni Ping was gentle, the adept smile created a warm dream for them. With this wonderful dream, they crawled hard and reached the peak of their career, which made me think he was amazing and kind. When class was over, Mr. Xiao left us his phone number. He said that no matter what difficulties we encountered in teaching, we could call him and he would try his best to help us, this moved me a lot. Teacher Xiao left in a hurry, watching his gradually moving back. My eyes were a little fashionable, because it was he who made me find the happiness accompanied by my father here. On December 15th (teacher Chao) looked at the old professor sitting on the platform carefully, with admiration and emotion in his heart. There was a flash of wisdom in the teacher’s brow, and he observed carefully, unexpectedly, I found that he was somewhat similar to Premier Zhou who had passed away. This discovery excited me for a long time. The teacher’s face is a standard Chinese character face, with big eyes, high nose bridge and thick eyebrows. I dare say that the teacher must be very handsome when he is young! His hair was well-groomed, which set off his Chinese character face clearly. His voice was very loud and penetrating. When the teacher was teaching, his mouth shape, eyes and gestures were matched perfectly. Personally, I think Mr. Chao can be called the most perfect image on the platform. The teacher’s gestures were never unobtrusive, and he always put them in front of him naturally and solemnly. His hands were sometimes separated and sometimes closed. One of his hands sometimes drew some beautiful small arcs, knowledge impact them we, which I was amazed. Teacher sometimes like a child counting on his fingers lesson for us, occasionally will cute purse up a smooth lips, and then exposed the smile, I knew at this moment teacher must be tired! Everything of the teacher was unobtrusive. He was like a gold mine buried in the sea, which deeply attracted me. Looking at him, I can’t help thinking of those great men, generals and artists who have been far away from us. Teacher like links in the long river of time, vicissitudes reveals a strong, hard in out wisps soft aperture, watching on the podium of the old man, you will find he grizzled hair reflects’s all our hope of our nation. On December 16th, I wrote to teacher Han to raise his head and stare at your magical eyes behind the lens. I felt it was a blue sky, and your friendly voice came from the distant sky leisurely, insert angel wings for me. You begin to recite, your voice is soft wind, holding me to fly freely under the blue sky. The wind stopped, and I gently perched on the snow-white clouds like a wild goose, letting it carry me on flying. 12 yue 16 ri Korean teacher quietly shuttle in classroom, his right hand he held microphone, left hand paddled beautiful arc, his voice when surface high-pitched, sometimes low. Sometimes he would stare at the children in front of him with concentrated eyes, giving them strength and making them have the courage to stand up and answer questions; Sometimes he would express his opinions in high spirits, with passion lead us to another poetic paradise. Sitting in teacher Han’s class, you will be intoxicated, and you will completely lose yourself at a certain moment. When he waved his hands and put all his emotions into singing loudly, you would think that he was Li Taibai, and he was the prime minister Cao in Beijing Opera, but when he stood quietly on the platform and explained to the children with humorous words, you would find that he was a childlike and knowledgeable old man. He said: the spring wind is warm, The children said that the wild geese in the sky were very brave. Like a magical wise man, he led the children into the mysterious heaven. Those wild geese from south to north surrounded them, teacher Han turned this place into the most poetic paradise. 12 yue 17 ri Miss Li to my first feeling is that he is far from me, I’t can not close, I want to with your own text for he write something, but don’t know how to write. He is so famous. I am afraid that my clumsy pen and ink will tarnish those sacred halo on him. But I didn’t expect that the first sentence Mr. Li said in class turned out to be: Oh, I heard you saying that this teacher is so handsome, ha, am I handsome? Not handsome, I a profusion of a knot in one’s heart, can’t you see? Ha ha, the children were all amused and stretched their necks one by one to look at teacher Li’s face. Classroom atmosphere begins to come alive, reigns in him of the sacred aura in that moment all disappeared, he changed back to that simple as Mr. Lee! Calm down, inspect it properly found Miss Li indeed handsome, but I was too far away, t see his eyes, but I feel those eyes very God, without his glasses, of intellectual light direct shoot out. That light is very strong, all of a sudden put steady my. Teacher Li’s Mandarin is very attractive, which is a typical Beijing tune and charm. The words are right and round, and the interesting words add a different color to his language. Looking at Mr. Li from a distance and listening to his lecture quietly, I think this is a kind of beautiful enjoyment. During the break, I saw many students running to take photos with teacher Li. I was very envious. But I am not going, because I was afraid of mediocrity and small will defiled teacher those divine aura. So far looked at, look, I will miss Li brings me this a beautiful enjoyment forever treasure in my heart. 12 yue 18 ri today all day long we are in lively spent, finished my homework, listening to lectures, everyone taut heart suddenly relaxed, everyone’s face exposed spring-like smile. Once again into every day lectures halls of surged within a different kind of feeling. Honestly, I looking forward to getting home, expect earlier back to blue sky and white clouds of Liangshan, but for everything here yet so to nostalgia. Seeing those experts and teachers who taught for us again, I was excited again. I looked at them from a distance, listened to them quietly, and stared at their eyes full of wisdom again, I really want to say to them: teacher, you have worked hard! After students up statement, various ways to express his own heart gratitude and give up. This moment I feel drunk, drunk in this thick cordiality in. Suddenly microphone handed to the my hand, oh, the we Liangshan team statement. Standing there, I don’t know what to say. I don’t know how to say it to express my gratitude and gratitude. Teacher Li Chang’s sweet smile, secretary Li for us every day busy figure, experts that a dignified wonderful lecture Finally, I finished, tide of applause coming to me, I found myself eyes had tears. In the evening, everyone gathered together happily. It seemed that we really became a family. Everyone lifted his cup, and began singing, dance, we Sichuan College of Education into a sea of joy. Li Gang, the monitor of class one, came with a glass of wine. He said that from today on he would overlook our beautiful Daliang mountain forever, because there was Zhuoma in his heart and Soma flower he loved most! I Leng Leng stood there, I can’t find the right words to for his we love for his hometown, and praise. But with the most sincere heart, I am looking forward to your coming to our beautiful Daliang Mountain in July next year to enjoy the hot Yi family style with us! Farewell on December 19th, Sichuan Institute of Education, farewell. The teachers here are about to leave, and all they have in their hearts are reluctant to give up. Primary teacher Miss you ask for a photo of you, really wanted you in the book left me a word, but I am afraid of my noisy spooks the teacher heart quiet dream, so I decided to leave quietly, I will put this for quiet and produces good well collection. Teacher we go, Future Day, remember must be happy!

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