I don't know when I started, I gradually became shy, shy and stopped raising my hand. I don't know why.

Now, I have been looking forward to it, hoping that I can be as lively and cheerful as before, have the courage to raise my hand, and see the teachers' trusting and affirmative eyes.

No matter how strong a person is, there are times when he is weak. No matter how brave a person is, sometimes he will be timid.

In class, I am a silent and introverted person. Besides talking and laughing with good friends, I seldom chat and play games with other students. All the speakers in the class are the so-called "high flyers", but I have been acting as a bystander. Although occasionally called up by the teacher, but most of them are faltering, trembling to say the answer in my heart.

I fantasized countless times that I would have enough courage to raise my hand that I had been hiding in my pocket, but I gave up at the last minute every time. At that time, you (the teacher) said "J.J.", and I pulled back to reality from the war with the "devil". My classmates all looked at me in surprise. I was stunned at first. Then raise your head. I saw your (teacher's) expectant and kind eyes. I don't understand: "Will you (the teacher) want to listen to my speech?" Yes, I read the affirmative answer in your eyes. So, I summon up courage. I said the answer that I had recited many times in my mind. "Good answer, please sit down." You gave me a positive smile and I saw it. There is hope, affirmation and more shocking beauty in your eyes!

No matter how fragile people are, there are times when they are strong; No matter how timid, there are times when you are brave!

In the future, I will face everyone and everything with confidence, and I will face myself with confidence, and I will never forget to say, "Teacher, thank you very much!" " "

1. enthusiastic eyes

From the moment I entered the school, I came into contact with all kinds of eyes: parents' expectant eyes, classmates' approving eyes, and even my own confused eyes in the mirror ... But none of them inspired, encouraged and spurred me like Teacher Lin. ...

When I was in the sixth grade, Miss Lin became my head teacher. At that time, the weakest of my three major subjects was mathematics. Often, as soon as the teacher has copied out the topic, my thoughts have been sorted out, but I dare not raise my hand. With this fear, until the sixth grade. Teacher Lin often asks me questions when she knows, but I get it right every time. But once, as soon as I stood up, I tripped over my shoelaces and my classmates laughed. Confident, I was embarrassed and silent for a long time, and my mind was blank. At this moment, I looked up and met Mr. Lin's eyes. Those clear eyes are full of encouragement and expectation. I feel that all the data in my head are back, and my heart is very calm ... When I answered the question accurately, I met the teacher's eyes again. It was approval, it was happiness, and it merged with the continuous applause of my classmates into a golden light, which surrounded me.

I often ask some exercises. Teacher Lin always explains patiently and always asks me with big eyes: Do you understand? Once I accidentally broke the teacher's favorite teacup, and tea stains spilled on my exercise book. The teacher doesn't have time to look after the remains of that teacup, but he cares about my exercise book, which is not worth much money! I whispered, "Sorry, teacher, I ..." Before I finished, the teacher interrupted me, "Oh, what are you doing with this homework instinct?" Blame the teacher for not putting the cup away! "You know what? At that time, from your eyes, I only read the selfless anxiety about the students, but I couldn't find the disappointment about the cup.

I often miss the teacher's eyes when he is angry.

It was a math test. Due to my negligence, I wrote the letter Z as the number 2 and got two points deducted. There is only one mistake in the whole volume, I don't think so. But the teacher called me to the office, took out a secret book and punished me for copying this problem 10 times. I said with grievance, "Teacher, this is just a small mistake!" " Although it is a small mistake, in the exam, 2 points may lead to completely different results. ! "The deep blame and expectation in the teacher's eyes shook me, and I understood why you don't care about those beautiful carved teacups, but care about those thin exercise books that are not worth mentioning; Why give infinite tolerance to my carelessness in life, but give necessary punishment to my small mistakes in study? Why do you insist on teaching us again and again, regardless of your weak and tired body?

Teacher, how many feelings, connotations and expectations have your eyes absorbed; How much strength your eyes have given me; How affectionate and charming your eyes are!

Teacher Lin, let the students express their heartfelt thanks. Thank you for urging me in the sixth grade! Although you have only taught me for one year, you have taught me all my life! Your affectionate eyes will always shine in my heart.

(Instructor: Xie Ruiyun)

2. Mom's eyes

Since I transferred to another school, my mother is worried that I can't keep up with the courses and is very strict with my study. I have to check my homework almost every day, but recently my mother is not feeling well and has not checked her homework. Somehow, my mother suddenly wanted to check my homework today, and I was a little scared. My mother picked up my "ABC test paper" and opened it. I only heard her shout loudly, "My God, why don't you do so many questions?" Can you consolidate what you have learned without practicing in time? Your child is so disappointing to your mother. "Mother kind face suddenly become so strange. I bowed my head in shame, afraid to face up to my mother's stern eyes. Think of mom's usual hard work. I feel very sorry for everything I have given, and a tear can't help but flow down. In order to give me a good study environment, my father tried every means to transfer to work here, hoping that I would have a bright future, but I just failed. I was about to plead with my mother, hoping that she would forgive me this time, when my mother also shed sad tears. At this point, I don't know how to comfort my mother. My mother opened my test paper again, but her stern eyes disappeared just now, stroking my head and saying, "Son, make up your homework quickly!" "! Mom believes that you are a good boy and you can do well. "After that, my mother sat quietly next to me, looking forward to my test paper.

3. The teacher's eyes

Teachers' eyes are sometimes scary, sometimes happy, sometimes sad, and sometimes full of strength. The teacher has a pair of talking eyes.

The classroom is quiet, except for the rustle of the teacher on the blackboard. We are doing a math problem in the classroom. This question is very simple, and I finished it soon. At this time, a classmate gave a signal, so I moved the book away, as if afraid of being discovered by the teacher. When I turned around, a pair of sharp eyes were looking at me. I was so scared that I took it back. How scary the teacher's eyes are at this moment!

The Chinese paper was handed out, and I sat in my seat in fear, waiting for the teacher to read the score. Hearing "Deng Qinqin passed the exam of 69.5", the teacher's kind eyes immediately cast a kind eye on her. She was so happy that she quickly took the paper from the teacher. The teacher smiled, and so did she. How beautiful the teacher's eyes are at this moment

The cleaning began, and the teacher gave me a task to clean a window on the side of the classroom. I took the rag and jumped on the windowsill to complete the glorious task given to me by the teacher. Through the glass, I saw the students busy working outside and the teacher was still working with them. I clean the windows and give off dazzling light. At this time, the teacher praised me! The teacher's eyes are stars shining with wisdom.

These are the teacher's eyes.

4. Eyes of love

On a summer night, in a garden with lush vegetation and blooming flowers, a sacred thing is happening. Let's accept the baptism of the soul!

The moon hangs round in the dark blue night sky, elegant and noble, full of lemon-like luster. The stars also jumped out, as if to attend a grand opening ceremony, blinking mysteriously and emitting a little starlight. The wind is gentle and won't blow off a petal. The small garden smells of grass, and the shadows cover the low flowers. There are crickets occasionally.

A figure flashed in. From the outline, it was a woman holding a baby in her arms, wrapped in a small quilt, and then gently placed it under the flowers and walked out of this quiet garden alone.

Because the baby just finished eating his mother's sweet milk, he burped and spilled a little milk. He added small tongue and smiled. He could see dimples on his cheeks. What a lovely baby. He doesn't know what happened or what color fate will give him. Maybe he will be taken away by a rich family, maybe he will fall into poverty, maybe his life will end undetected, maybe. ...

The moon shines like gauze, orange reflects the baby's face, caresses this little life like the eyes of a loving mother, as if to praise, urge and praise the beauty and preciousness of life softly!

The stars are blinking, like elves adorning a quiet world. Let's look at this treasure together. Their eyes are soft and naughty, as if telling that the ethereal nature is the most beautiful place, and they want to lead the baby's soul to the sky. Baby, you are so happy. See how sacred the love of the stars is to you. They are the leaders of ideas. Are you going or not?

At this time, the wind blew and kissed the baby's delicate face, mixed with the smell of earth. This is the first time the baby has felt it when he came to this world. His breathing moved gently, and the cool feeling seeped into his heart, allowing him to enjoy himself. What a friendly friend Feng is!

A grasshopper jumped on the back of the baby's hand, and the baby wouldn't get away. On the other hand, let the elf jump, and the baby's mouth slightly itches. His little feet crawled a few times and opened the warm quilt. He stared at the world with round eyes. Everything is a mysterious world to him. No sadness, no joy, no complaints and grievances. The psychological balance is not a little tilted. He still doesn't know the wealth, humiliation and hard work of famous families. Everything is zero, beginning, hope and unknown. His innocent eyes infected the flowers, and the flowers were more brilliant and fragrant. His innocent smile stroked the buttonwood tree, and the cricket on the tree played the melody of life more cheerfully.

The baby stared at the moon. He doesn't know what it is or why it is so bright and far away. The baby's eyes are as bright as the moon. He looked at the starry sky, which was so far away and blue. He looked around at the shadows and sucked the fragrance of grass and earth. The baby felt the gentle touch of the breeze.

We live in a materialistic world, and we grow up under the influence of secular desires. In fact, we are really like this baby. Now that we are in this world, we should recognize the gift of life-life, cherish it, enrich it, take every step without regrets and understand the meaning of gain and loss. We realize our own value, but we are not alone. We look up to the sky and treat every life fairly. When we are disappointed, we should go to nature to find our virginity!

Please look at me with loving eyes.

"He and she are opening videos with each other. He took the camera to another desk so that she could watch him work. She has been staring at his works with gentle and loving eyes. In this video, he turns around and looks at her from time to time. Ten minutes later, he said, "I have to turn off my phone. I can't do anything with you around. I always like looking at you ... "Why can't you do something in public? The reason is love. How many people can look at their loved ones quietly when they are around, stick to it and concentrate on their work?

This distraction is really warm, sweet and happy. I think every lover in love has experienced it. As I wrote in a novel I have read, "A livid face is unsmiling. When he looked at the depths of the lively and lovely ocean that loved him, his livid face turned into gentle care around his heart. Because he loves her, she thinks at work. It's really hard to keep him from being distracted by looking at his eyes like Little Red Riding Hood wants to eat a wolf. After the heartbeat, the most tacit understanding is to stare at each other without saying a word and feel the ups and downs of knowing each other and loving each other with your heart. Can you understand each other's thoughts? If you plant love in your heart and take root in it, you can feel the same.

When you are in love, it will last forever and never move. The sense of commitment and oath is shocking, shocking, but why does love become less fragile than the surprise of a stranger's glance after a long time, such as the passing of an electric current? Is it because I am too familiar with the days when you love me and I love you? When the stormy passion has become dull and tasteless, my deep desire for change and freshness has been quietly discovered. But once I meet old love and new love, this is the most difficult heartache. I have long been doomed to hurt my heart, hurt my feelings, and hurt my love and need to care for the happiness of my business for a long time.

Please look at me with loving eyes! Because that's the source of colorful flying. Because the gaze of love echoes in my heart, I work hard for love. The key point is to turn the eyes of love into the driving force of work and support the sky of the soul. It is worthwhile to devote all your efforts and sweat to love and happiness. Just don't regret it

The heart is not afraid of stinging, and it is afraid that the heart and the heart can no longer be printed together to perceive the warmth and coldness. I'm not afraid of being passionate about love and becoming dull, but I'm afraid of meeting again after years of loss and really becoming a stranger. What is more disheartening than meeting each other late is forgetting all the good things in the past. Even if you can't look at it with loving eyes, don't look at it with strange eyes.

When fatigue climbs to the corner of my eye; Be disheartened when you fail; When the mood is gloomy, lonely and empty; When happiness flies proudly; If you love each other, please look at each other with loving eyes. Bear the pain together and share the happiness together. What kind of romance does life need to be complete and perfect? Let's start by looking at your sweetheart with loving eyes.

When I want to cry, will there be a pair of hands around my heart to prevent tears from falling into loneliness and turning into tears?