My junior high school ideological and political teacher is a woman. She has wrinkles around her eyes and doesn't follow the book in class. She will give examples to help us understand the meaning.

Once a class exam, the teacher encouraged us, and some students in the class heckled that if we exceeded the ideological and political achievements in the next class, the teacher would invite us to eat lollipops.

The results arrived as scheduled, with an average score of over 0.2.

The teacher bought a big bag of lollipops and handed them out from the front of each group. Please help yourself to one. Send it to me in turn. It's my turn I secretly broke one and threw it on the ground, and then broke another one. It passed to the back. A classmate saw it and said, "Teacher, Yang Chen took one more!" " "

Just as the teacher looked over, I quickly picked up the one on the ground and handed it over. I scratched my head and looked shyly at the teacher's eyes. "I dropped it." . In those eyes, there is no disdain, no anger, and no other emotions. I only see sincere and gentle light. She asked, "What are you doing?" The tone is calm and there is a faint charm.

My embarrassment was swept away, but my heart was surging and I couldn't stop for a long time.

I don't know if the teacher was louder before, mixed with some anger and a little disdain. Whether I will collapse or not. I was quite insecure at that time. However, my ideological and political teacher only regards this as a very small matter. She took care of me, a greedy pupil, and took care of my face, quietly suppressing this matter.

After many years, I am about to graduate from junior high school. I can't remember whether the lollipop I ate at that time was single or double. I only remember those embarrassing and reassuring teachers at that time.

Some people have lived for half their lives, but they still have no stable emotions. Some people have been able to deal with their problems in a gentle way.

Even my stubborn heart was moved by it.

Later, I graduated and never saw my teacher again. She was over 50 years old when she taught us. Years not only left her white hair, but also added wrinkles to her eyes.

Later, I heard that there should be no wrinkles in the corner of my eyes. If there are wrinkles in the corners of the eyes, it is a gift from God to those who love to laugh. Regardless of age.

I have lived for more than ten years, and now I am almost twenty. I have met such determined people that I can count them with one hand. It is these people who have taught me something that I am still learning.