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I remember one of my most respected teachers.
? Chatting with my old classmates at noon, I want to write a teacher I respect most.

? The first time I saw this name was in the summer vacation of my junior year, and the weather was surprisingly hot. In the course selection system, British and American literature was selected as a teacher. What country's name is this? We're curious, Pakistan? Middle East? Is it a foreign teacher? That hot summer vacation short semester, a room full of girls bumped into each other and ordered the elective confirmation.

? In the first class, we imagine a Middle Eastern teacher with a big beard, a big white hat and a big robe. Hey, an China man came in. Middle-aged man in his early forties, tall, 180, dark skin, square face, wearing a fisherman's hat, dark skin and rough appearance did not hide his gentle and delicate temperament. Wearing an ordinary short-sleeved shirt and casual pants, holding a book and carrying a red vest belt that can be seen everywhere in the vegetable market. He stood upright on the steps of the platform, making people look taller. He smiled and said softly, "Students, let's have a class." Don't stand up, just be friends and say hello. "

? "My name is Adel Tell, a native of Urumqi, Xinjiang, and a Kirgiz. You can call me Teacher A directly. "

? He doesn't have to prepare lessons in class, and he doesn't talk about the author's profile, historical background and human geography. "This is what you do after class. There is only one thing in class: exchange ideas and talk about things. " Once a week, he arranges the literary works to be discussed next time in advance, so that we can go back and read them ourselves, and we don't arrange small papers to write what we think after reading them. That is, we will discuss our understanding of the articles together in the next class and say whatever we want.

? A classroom is often like a salon where people can talk freely. There is no need to raise your hand without restraint. Teacher A has all kinds of poems and songs, and often all kinds of knowledge of humanistic and historical backgrounds are readily available. His thoughts are profound and novel. Inadvertently, he actually taught us a lot.

? His two favorite people are Nietzsche and Qu Yuan. They told us that when he was teaching at Xiamen University, he dug up a room full of Nietzsche's books in a small room closed all the year round in the library. "I'm so excited and happy!" His eyes lit up when he said this.

? There are many girls in English class, and the mantra he often tells us is: "Girls, read more while you are young!" " When I was young, I studied for a doctorate, but I gave up my doctorate because my graduation thesis didn't agree with my tutor, and I didn't want to embarrass my tutor or change my position. Teacher A refused to comment on his professional title, but he has been a lecturer, with a ten-level salary, and he doesn't buy a house or a car, and lives in the dormitory assigned to him by the college. The title of lecturer was also announced by the dean of the college.

? His knowledge is deep, which is equivalent to professor level, and other teachers respect him very much. But he never puts on airs because of his erudition, is modest and true, and even calls us "you" when talking and chatting with us. I will make something very profound easy to understand. At that time, the two classes were connected. After a class, Teacher A took out a pack of paper towels from his shirt pocket, smoked one, wiped the chalk dust off his hands and the podium table, smiled and watched us chat, and stood quietly waiting for the second class to begin. Put the notebook in a red plastic bag after class and say, "See you next week!" " "Holding the book, he went away and never looked back. He is unmarried and childless, and comes from a noble family. His father used to be a similar chief of a tribe on their side, and his mother was a princess. He studied in a special car since he was a child and had many servants. Later, after the Cultural Revolution, I experienced all the ups and downs, and I was eager to learn and smart. Because I like literature, the chemistry department of this science department studied English literature with a master's degree until my doctor's degree. He is kind and always polite to people, probably related to the temperament of the family where he was born.

Teacher A never calls the roll in class, but no student will skip class, which is his charm. We are usually required to be rigorous and meticulous in writing papers, but when it comes to the final exam, we can't be too loose. Usually, they will give us more marks and never embarrass the students. When defending the graduation thesis, the students he instructed were stumped by the defense teacher. He was so anxious that he frowned and sweated, fearing that the students would not graduate. When there is no class, you can hardly find him. He doesn't have a mobile phone, let alone qq, and his email is not open. He is an unusual existence in the Foreign Languages Institute, but there is not a student who doesn't like him. He is mysterious and friendly, and his reputation has long been outside.

? I finally met him on campus, carrying a plastic bag and two loaves of bread as usual. "This is my dinner." We invited him to a restaurant near our school for dinner, but he declined politely. For a while, he seemed to be a lot more serious in class. After class, he stood quietly with his hand gently on his abdomen. We didn't notice. Later, the teacher in the history of English literature told us that Mr. A had a knife in gallstones during that time. In order not to affect the course, he stayed in the hospital for a few days and came back to class, not to let others know.

? Later, when we asked him, he smiled and said, "This girl, Yan Xu (teacher of English literature history), betrayed me. But I am not angry, who let us be buddies. "

? He loves his students very much, never criticizes us and always smiles. We think he is mysterious and makes irresponsible remarks about his personal feelings. He doesn't get angry or shy away. There was a trace of hesitation and gloom in his eyes, and he replied to us: "Girls, not only girls will get hurt, but also boys." We will understand and stop asking.

? Before graduation, we took photos of the whole campus. The monitor and I went to the classroom to find him. He instructed the students to write papers very carefully and took a group photo as a souvenir. He patted me on the shoulder and said, "Girl, after graduation, you should study more!" "

It really makes people feel respectable and lovely.

? He is one of the few people who really pursue the truth and put it into action. He often said that people should pursue "truth, goodness and beauty" under any circumstances. I used to think he was too ivory tower idealistic. More than ten years have passed. Tonight, I am working, remembering the teacher's words, sincere and clean, as if still in my ear.

? The mantra I often heard in those years, the tall figure, the wise, simple and lovely teacher wearing a fisherman's hat, is really a candle in the dark and confused moment for so many years, pointing out a bright direction for the students in their hearts.

? When I took a photo with him when I graduated, the old teacher said, "Oh, girl, what do you think I should wear?" Grab his hat. We laughed at each other as if we were friends.

? I forgot to say thank you after a class between teachers and students. A random course selection in the summer vacation of junior year seems like a surprise egg. I met the best teacher ~ Teacher's Day is coming, I wish the teacher a happy and healthy life.