A respectable person wrote 600 words: "You have to understand a truth: if a person wants to be respected by others, he must first learn to respect others." This is what our head teacher often teaches us.
The premise of getting respect from others is to respect others first. Can you do it? Someone did it. He is our head teacher and our physics teacher.
Although our head teacher is not tall, he has a lot of knowledge. Because whenever a classmate asks him a topic, he will lift a pen to look at it, which is very profound, as if he can't do it without a pen. After reading it, I suddenly said, "Didn't I talk about this topic?" We were all embarrassed to answer, blushing slightly, as if we all knew, and looked at each other. But he seemed to understand something, nodded, and then grabbed the pen with his chalk-stained right hand, drew a picture, and wrote the ideas on paper one by one. After reading it, we were all suddenly enlightened. He taught us seriously without complaining. Is responsible for our door, but also respect for knowledge, how can we not respect him?
Although the teacher is very responsible for us, sometimes we still worry the teacher and always make some mistakes. At this time, he would point to them with a finger covered with chalk dust and say, "You always make trouble for me, and finally I have to deal with it." He sighed as he spoke. "Fortunately, the director didn't see it, otherwise you would be in trouble!" After that, at first we only thought that this education was the responsibility of the class teacher, but we didn't take it to heart and continued to gossip. But later, when we realized that this was the concern of the class teacher, a corner of our heart seemed to be collapsing, and we should respect him!
Although the teacher is very responsible for us, there are many places that can't take care of us; He is very busy, either attending classes or having meetings all day; Either check or prepare lessons. There is no free time at all. Whenever the teacher changes the physics homework, I always find that the homework will be divided into two parts:' one part is the problem-solving process, the other part is just the answer, and there is no process at all.' These students just worry the teacher. They come to school every morning, grab a test paper and copy it. What's the point of doing homework without thinking? Every time the teacher corrects the homework, he must say to the copied students, "You don't have a thinking process above. How can I correct it?" Do you still have the motivation to study at this rate? It's not easy to change homework! Don't write again next time without a process. "This is the teacher's responsibility to us and our respect. Therefore, we should respect him.
You see, he is a class teacher, a very hard-working teacher, who gets up early every day and does his duty. Shouldn't we respect him?
He is a respectable man!
My after-school life My after-school life is rich and colorful, so I live a full and beautiful life every week. Can you spare some time in the intense study? It's like adding a sweet toffee to bitter coffee, with endless aftertaste.
Reading books, I have loved it since I was a child. Although I can't say that I have forgotten all about eating and sleeping, as long as I have time, I will pick up a book and read it with relish and grow up slowly. Homework is also increasing day by day, but in any case, watching it for an hour every day is the minimum! When I was in junior high school, I had a night study, but I felt more regretful. After self-study, I have to go home and read for a while. Although I said it was a little uncomfortable, I did it anyway.
Reading books is like tasting tea. This depends not only on the quality of tea, but also on the personality of tea drinkers. So much time, I read neither more nor less books! Among them, I like "A Dream of Red Mansions" and "How Steel was Tempered" best.
Music is my lifelong companion, the relaxation of my brain after work, and the "good medicine" for my spiritual pleasure. Whenever a beautiful melody is played and "Mountain Flowing Water" is played, I think of the deep friendship between Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi, and I can't help sighing! Yu Boya, why bother you? How much harm did the death of chef hippo bring to you, so that you won't play the piano for life.
Whenever my fingers reveal that touching note, I will dispel my sadness, express my feelings heartily, and play a piece of music that is unparalleled in Kubinashi and praised by "future generations".
Exercise is a great pleasure in my life. After I got up in the morning, I ran around in the hazy fog (it must be super jogging). Comparatively speaking, I prefer volleyball, which I accidentally came into contact with in primary school, so I like this sport and find it very interesting.
Ah, too many! This is another world in my life, an eternal world!
Chapter 3: Father loves like the sun. 600 words of fatherly love is difficult to understand. Just like the sun, we can see it every day, so we can't feel its importance. However, we can't live without it.
My father is not human, just an ordinary worker. I often envy others having a powerful father, rich and powerful, while my father has nothing. I went back from Guangdong a few years ago, and I will never forget that scene. I also feel sad. Sitting in the car, my father took two seats because of a child who went back together. The driver yelled at him and said, why does a person sit in two seats? Father didn't say anything, but kept silent and made way for a seat. I was young and energetic at that time, and I never gave up. I was bored at that time. I wanted to slap the driver, but my father stopped me. I said he was weak and I was scared. Dad didn't say anything and didn't explain anything. Later, when I grew up, I found that my father also had many friends who were procrastinating in society, but I still wondered why my father didn't dare to resist at that time. Later, when I asked him, he just said, you are too young to hurt you because of such a trivial matter. When dad explained this, I was already crying. You can bear all the grievances for me and choose to be patient. Fatherly love is like sunshine, selfless dedication.
Father's love is like the sun, and it is not easy to find its importance. When I was in the third grade, I spent a month in a private school. My teacher is very angry because of smoking and strict management in private schools. At that time, because of my friend's misunderstanding, I got into a fight with my teacher in a rage and said something terrible to him. Finally, I dropped out of school and needed my parents. At that time, my father happened to be at home, very busy, harvesting crops. At that time, as soon as he received my call, he put down his farm work and went by car. Dad said nothing and agreed to let me leave this school. There were a lot of formalities to do at that time. I broke into the house, yelled at the class teacher and signed my name. He scolded me and said I would quit school if anything happened. What's the big deal? I was so angry that I slammed the door and went out. I chatted with my dad for a while, and I was even more angry. I was going to the classroom with a brick, and my dad quickly stopped me and said, can't you calm down? I cried very grievance, I went to wash my face. My father was afraid that I would make trouble again and hurried behind me. Finally, when I got home, he asked me if I wanted to go to school. My firm answer is, give me one last chance, as long as I don't go to school in that dog place. Dad still hoped that I could continue studying there, but he quickly got through to let me continue studying in No.1 Middle School, and the next day I entered school smoothly. I didn't understand my father's difficulties at that time. I only thought about myself. It's been over two years. Suddenly, I found out how much my father had done for me. On the day I dropped out of school, he stayed up all night, and got through the relationship early the next morning so that I could continue my studies. Father's love, like the sun, is just a silent dedication, but I hardly notice it.
Father's love is like sunshine, dad, you have worked hard these years.