An old friend's words are like old wine.

I have worked in four schools since I joined the work, namely, the rural joint middle school, the town center middle school, the county center middle school and an ordinary middle school in Suzhou New District. I have met many people and done many things for the educational ideal.

Now, when I reach middle age, I often unconsciously recall the past people and things. Some people are gradually blurred in the long river of time, while others feel more interesting as time goes by. Some of their words have had a far-reaching impact on me. The following is a brief introduction to some old friends (to be precise, they should be "teachers and friends").

1. Teacher Wu Weiliang

Mr. Wu's stage names are Jie Yi (a drop in the ocean) and San Pu (he loves Pu Shu very much), who were my art teachers in middle school. Later, I transferred to my alma mater and became colleagues and very good friends with Mr. Wu (he is one of the people I respect very much). He is slovenly in life and loves wide clothes, but he is absolutely pure in thought. He loves calligraphy, Chinese painting, hiking and photography. A five-meter-long case occupies half the room, and the yard is full of Pu Shu bonsai.

Mr. Wu's calligraphy and traditional Chinese painting are very famous in the circle (he has been practicing calligraphy very diligently, and I don't know that he has written several buckets of water on the concrete floor of the office). He has held many personal calligraphy and painting exhibitions, and Luo Yi, a farmer who loves and buys his works all over the country (I also like his works very much, which is a true portrayal of his personality and gives people beautiful enjoyment and spiritual purification). When I got married, he gave me a square, a couplet and a fan, which have been treasured ever since).

In the autumn of 21, my wife and brother got married, and my father-in-law invited him to sit in the cabinet (writing couplets, keeping accounts and other matters). After the lunch break, the guests and friends went home one after another, and the things on the cabinet basically ended. I went for a walk with him in the field at the head of the village, which is next to yi river. As soon as I got out of the village, a beautiful fragrance of rice flowers came head-on. Looking around, almost all of them were green, green and neat rice covered the fields, and the thatch on the ridge did not reach the knee and long white ears were pulled out. Teacher Wu can't help but say that it's really "good" here. You stand next to this thatched grass and I'll take a picture for you. Now that I think about it, Mr. Wu is a person who can always discover beauty, feel beauty and enjoy beauty.

During the chat, he said, "I don't know how to teach students, especially art, for fear that something wrong or inappropriate will affect children's impression and understanding of art".

When I heard this, my heart was shocked, because at that time, Mr. Wu was over 5 years old, had more than 3 years of art teaching experience, and was quite accomplished academically. I knew this sentence was his true voice from the heart and his true feelings.

it took me many years to understand the meaning of this sentence-the more a real master, the more strict he will be with himself, even if he can't say a word casually, especially for teachers, because teachers' words and deeds, emotions, joys and sorrows will all have an impact on students.

2. Teacher Liu Chengyuan

Teacher Liu is my shift colleague when I work in the county middle school. He is about ten years older than me. He teaches Chinese and I teach math. From 28 to 21, we worked together for two years. Teacher Liu is upright and upright, good at independent thinking, has his own views on all issues, and never follows others' advice. In the past two years, we lived in the same room, got along well, and felt like brothers. He had a great influence on me.

Mr. Liu plays basketball very well. After work, it was he who took me to the basketball court and formed the habit of exercising. From 28 to now, my physical exercise has never stopped, rain or shine. Insisting on exercise has long been a part of my life. It gives me a strong body and abundant energy, which makes my work and life have a solid foundation.

In the evening, after school, we went to the stadium together. After the exercise, we pushed our bicycles home on foot and talked while walking (our homes are in the same direction, and by the way, his home is closer to school than mine, so we don't ride the cart because we can talk for a long time). The topic of conversation was very broad, the atmosphere was very pleasant, and we talked deeply about some problems. We often stopped to talk when we got to his door, and sometimes he simply stopped.

One night, when the lights were on, we talked about eating. He said, "People always have to set a few disciplines for themselves, and once they are set, they must strictly abide by them. For example, I gave myself a discipline not to eat beef, and I will resolutely not eat it. Even if it is tempting, I will never touch it (he does not like beef, but he likes it very much because it is used to cultivate his will). "

His words about discipline have a great impact on my thoughts, and I have been thinking about which disciplines I should make for myself. What about you? Some people may say that life is like a blink of an eye, don't treat yourself badly, and don't discipline yourself like an ascetic. Since life is short, you should do whatever you want, and you can afford to live freely. What kind of view do you support? )

3. Mr. Huang Shaohong

Mr. Huang is my colleague when I first joined the rural joint middle school. In terms of age, he belongs to my parents. After graduating from high school, he worked as a civil teacher for more than ten years and became a formal teacher in the 199s. When Mr. Huang was young, he taught Chinese, history, etc. He quoted classics in class and was humorous. Students especially liked his classes. Last year, Mr. Huang retired with honor.

After decades of life experience, Mr. Huang has developed a pair of eyes, and he can always see the essence. He is round but not slippery, and pays special attention to protecting and supporting the younger generation. He has given me advice and guidance for many times.

Mr. Huang is an optimist, a gourmet and a warm-hearted person (I always think he is Su Dongpo's near-re-embodiment). He often drinks a little wine when he goes home for lunch at noon, and comes to work with a red face in the afternoon. When he meets people, he always has a cheerful smile, which gives people a warm and kind impression. He often teaches me how to cook. What impressed me most was that he taught me how to make lion's head meatballs and sweet and sour shredded radish. These two dishes were handed down by Mr. Huang and I felt good about myself. When there are weddings and funerals in the village, the housemaster always asks him to be a deacon (called "Chief Manager" in dialect), and he is also very willing to go to this unpaid post to help people arrange all kinds of things in order and reassure the housemaster (I have followed him many times to help with the white affairs of large families and write some obituaries and eulogies).

I spent two years with Mr. Huang in the joint middle school. I respected him as a father and he treated me as a son. Two years later, I was transferred to work in the middle school in the town center, and the chances of meeting each other were much less, which made me feel a little sorry. Fortunately, two years later, Lianzhong withdrew to the town, and we fought side by side on the same campus. He was assigned to work in the library because of his age. I have worked in the town for five years, and I have brought five graduating classes from Grade Three, all of which are overworked and overworked, so I seldom patronize the library (now it seems that being busy with work is just an excuse for not wanting to study).

I once met Mr. Huang on campus. He couldn't wait to take my hand and head for the library. As he walked, he said, "What have you been up to recently? Have you read any famous books? The province has just allocated many famous books to the library. Come and choose some books to go back and read. " I said, "I've seen China and Four Great Classical Novels, too." He couldn't help pulling me to the bookshelf, pointing to a row of brand-new world famous works, and said earnestly, "You should not only read China's famous works, but also look at the world famous works."

After many years, I came into contact with the new education and became a student of Network Normal College. I really understood what Mr. Huang said. I should not only read books written by Chinese people, but also books written by foreigners. After all, the world is very big.