? At that time, almost all the students in the class graduated from the technical secondary school, so there were few people in the class. There are only seven people sitting in the huge classroom. Every time other teachers pass by, they will ridicule: Mr. Jin is taking graduate students! Teacher Jin just smiled. The theory of art history is a relatively general course, and those theories are also relatively long, mainly to appreciate the world famous paintings more and improve the aesthetic ability. Because there are few people, Mr. Jin can sit among us and interact with us, which is very similar to an old man telling a story.
I don't remember all the theories he told. What impressed me more was his own story told by the teacher. After class, Mr. Jin began to talk a lot. He told the story of their bicycle trip. On the way, a lady was bounced off the car seat by the bumpy road. The picture is funny and warm, really like a clip in a cartoon! It's funny every time I think about it. Besides, Mr. Jin loves taking pictures. He often sits among us and shares his photo album with us: there are trees, mountains and rivers, sunsets and a large bluestone covered with moss. I didn't expect such a beautiful scenery in the steel and concrete Taiyuan city! The long photo is beautiful, which shows that Mr. Jin is a person who is good at discovering the beauty of life. Seeing that teachers can play everywhere makes me a little jealous: I am also in Taiyuan, why can't I get out of that steel-like place?
Teacher Jin also said that he should improve his writing ability. He also shared with us a little habit of remembering dreams: he said that he always prepared a small notebook at the bedside, and whenever he had any interesting dreams, he would get up and record them. Due to the accumulation of time, Mr. Jin also made some small achievements and wrote a well-received short story. Although the teacher was just talking casually at that time, his spirit of writing well really influenced me. It is his habit of remembering dreams that remains deep in my mind. Although I wanted to remember my dreams, I was lazy and did nothing at that time. Perhaps, a word is a seed. When it germinates, it doesn't matter whether it is early or late. Although I don't want to remember at this time, a few years later, I actually started to record my dreams in a notebook, which was more or less inspired by others. However, I just write down what I can remember. If I get up and turn on the light to remember, it will be impossible. Even if you write intermittently, you can really improve your writing ability. I wonder if Mr. Jin will record his dreams as before.
When the course was coming to an end, Mr. Jin asked us to write two articles, one of which was about a famous painting. One chapter is about the appreciation of the music butterfly lovers. The teacher also asked us to refer to the articles written by our old classmates. Some people write "butterfly lovers", but it is only dozens of pages, and three sentences cannot be separated from "love". I can write that famous painting, but I really don't know what to write about butterfly lovers. In a word, it's exaggerated. At the end of the class, Mr. Jin sat among us again. Let's talk about our feelings and make some suggestions. At that time, I really wanted to say, "Teacher, can you sit among us and interact with us, just like telling a story?" But I dare not say those thoughts. I just said: I hope the teacher can tell some good stories in more detail.
At the end of the course, we also have a winter vacation, and I am afraid we will never come to this small courtyard again the next year. Although so many years have passed, I still remember the teacher who is grounded and tasteful. I remember that he taught us knowledge seriously and carefully. His lectures were humorous, and he took out books to share with us. He is both a teacher and a friend! Life has passed and missed, leaving behind a human spirit forever. May Mr. Jin be healthy and happy forever.