I am ashamed that Ben is not interested in education. At that time, I had a brilliant galaxy and a vast universe in my head, and I didn't know the cruelty of life and the unfashionability of people's hearts. It's childish to think about yourself. Emotion is always rich but never warm. I want to open up an endless future for myself through study, so I go to graduate school while working and imagine my future, which is very good and interesting. Graduate school distracted half my energy and I didn't study well. I racked my brains and thought hard, and wrote many papers and research reports. But now everything about me hasn't changed much, except that I miss my blood boiling and surge of emotion when I worked tirelessly to stay up late. Not vulgar and interesting, far from me, at least in education. More reading and studying didn't make me "go up a storey still higher", even frozen for three feet, and my progress was limited, so I retired.
Reading has hindered my life in a sense, and I can't help but often use book logic to live a more real life. But our desire for "civilization" and "propriety" is often shattered by reality, and we often have to fight with students. We often become angry from embarrassment because of poor grades, often live in a state of mental compulsion, and shape students' personality in the dark. Education, we use it to shape students, but unconsciously forge ourselves-caution, hard work, attention to self-cultivation and pursuit of progress.
I shed my anxiety, resolutely gave up my restlessness and lack of progress, and wandered in the busy crowd. This is probably the so-called "shaking hands with time".
Education is an art, we should combine the measure of treating students well with strict love, and understand the truth of "going too far is too late". Looking back on the road of education I have taken, it is too "cold", lacking the temperature and feelings for students' education, and gradually drifting away, feeling like years. The Book of Songs says, "Give me a peach and return it to Qiong Yao". If you are trusted by the students, the teacher will spare no effort. This is probably the glory of being a teacher. Education does not need to put on a gorgeous coat, but only needs to hold a simple heart and devote yourself wholeheartedly. Even a little progress of students will make us happy from the heart and then do our best. This is the "secret promise" of teachers.
It is normal for teachers to go out early and come back late. I thought I couldn't adapt to life, but I gradually fell in love with myself who was busy with work and rest. A thousand beautiful dreams are not worth a practical gift. Whether reality is a cage or a ferry, we must have the ability to evolve its meaning, and we will find ourselves different from it. Our endurance is extremely poor and we are invincible. Let's call it "the meaning of life". Responsibility and obligation have become a heavy burden on the shoulders, and they have grown into dahlias in their hearts, graceful, painful and happy. Time flies, however, the wind and frost we overcome with a smile will turn into the running water of the years and be written into poetry.
Literacy is an internal force of individuals. Literacy and feelings are the same, and both words are my love. This is probably because of the sour taste of a literature lover or the values of an education executor. I think they are indispensable in education. If you have literacy, you must have internal strength, and if you have feelings, you must have love. Literacy is the premise of feelings, and feelings are the catalyst of literacy. They can promote each other and grow together. We learn, improve our quality, constantly improve our internal strength, and practice a perfect skill. At this time, we found that what I learned was what I liked. Those days when we stayed up late and worked hard seemed to have its meaning. Inadvertently, one day, it fulfilled us, armed us and developed us.
We may have gone through a muddy road, and there are many social talents, and we are struggling. But as long as we have a rich and full heart and fresh soul, we will embark on the broad road of education, and we will eventually find our way in the torrent of the noisy world, care for the world and fall in love with fireworks.