In childhood, the beautiful female teacher asked sweetly, "What do you want to grow up with?" Many children raised their childish faces and shouted, "Be a teacher like a teacher!" The advertisement of "Colgate has no tooth decay", the teacher also showed a naive smile.
Chasing dreams, the old wish was paid. I was fortunate to be a glorious people's teacher, and stepped on the bell on campus every day to "knowledge and preach" for children. Now, on the wings of the "Chinese dream" soaring, I once again ignited the torch of dreams, chasing dreams, letting dreams rise on the three-foot podium and take off in gardeners' gardens.
Chasing dreams, chasing a simple educational dream. The great poet Li Shangyin wrote, "The spring silkworm reaches the end of the dead silk, the wax torch turns into tears and starts to dry." For thousands of years, it has been hailed as a true portrait of the teacher's profession. As a teacher who is rooted in the countryside, I don't have the rhetoric of "Sifangfangji", nor the strong words of "tears begin", my dreams are simple and simple: work hard to teach, tirelessly educate people, and let the children in the mountains fly. Dream pigeon. I laughed in the bushes as they spread their wings.
Life is wonderful because of dreaming. In this age of material desires, I am willing to watch the breath of rural children and hold my soul. This "soul" is actually a simple and true educational heart. Chasing this simple and true educational heart all my life, I will definitely play beautiful movements in my life!