Lin Qiu Zheng

Many, many years ago, that is, in the spring of 198 1, Mr. Chen, the head teacher of my senior high school, would read the Education of Love by Italian Amicus to us every afternoon before the college entrance examination. At that time, I was indifferent not only to the college entrance examination, to Italy, to Italians, but also to teachers' reading. Anyway, I know this is a book about school life or foreign schools, which is too far away from me.

Many, many years later, that is, in the spring of 2009, when I was wandering in the bookstore, I happened to find "Education of Love" among the books, and I couldn't help thinking of Teacher Chen Tieshan and the wonderful years when he read "Education of Love" to us.

Mr. Chen is a history teacher. I have thought about all the teachers in my memory, but I can't think of anyone who teaches better than Mr. Chen. Ji Lianhai in Lecture Room can only be tied with him. Of course, just because I like Mr. Chen doesn't mean that all my classmates like him, just as I like Yi Zhongtian doesn't mean that everyone doesn't dislike him. To make an inappropriate analogy, no matter how delicious apples are, some people are allergic to apples.

Teacher Chen, a democrat in Luoyang, Henan Province, probably suffered a lot during the Cultural Revolution. At that time, the students in our liberal arts class got a literary publication of the city's Federation of Literary and Art Circles from nowhere. There is a novel written by Tieshan, which is about a rightist's despair of life and corresponds to Mr. Chen's life. Everyone we read believes that this novel was written by Mr. Chen, and it is about his inner struggle, because there are many generous and sad people in the Central Plains since ancient times. The cultural heritage of Luoyang people is really profound. Isn't there an idiom that Luoyang paper is expensive?

Mr. Chen has been teaching in Tongling for 20 years, but not as a class teacher, only for one year. A class teacher who teaches history took time out to read "Education of Love" to a group of students who are about to take the college entrance examination, which shows how much he loves this book and how little pressure the students have on the college entrance examination. Nevertheless, some of us have been admitted to key universities.

Because of the complex of falling leaves, Mr. Chen, who is about to retire, was transferred back to Luoyang No.1 Middle School soon after teaching us. When Luoyang Education Committee looked for him before, he was asked to give lectures. Halfway through, people said there was no need to talk about it. You speak so well.

I didn't go to college, and soon I entered the factory and took part in the work, but I still had some regrets about not studying hard at that time, so I wrote to my teacher to talk about life. He wrote back to enlighten me seriously, saying that the past would never come back, and most of our lives were wasted by years. It's not too late to grasp the present after awakening. I still remember the end of the letter: "Tonight, an old man is thinking about his children by the Yellow River."

June 2007 +0 1 I have been to Luoyang and walked on the streets of Luoyang. I also expect to meet the teacher unexpectedly in the vast sea of people like the plot of the movie, but the movie comes from life above life. After all, I haven't seen him, contacted him or visited him. The way I respect a person most is not to see him or think about him.

For this reason, today, many years later, I bought this thoughtful novel and read it carefully. One sentence in the teachings written by my father to my son touched me in particular: Please love your teacher. He belongs to a family of 50 thousand teachers in Italy. They are all over the country. They are the fathers of millions of children who grew up with you, and the fathers of your future national spirit. But they are not universally respected. They train the next generation for our motherland, but their remuneration is pitiful. If you only love your parents and don't love your teacher, I am very unhappy. When you call the name "teacher", you should always be respectful. Apart from the word "father", "teacher" is the noblest, most honorable and most cordial title.