I cannot forget him

He was exceedingly preference for me. We read elementary school only Chinese and maths class two subjects, he will when he was tired the classroom to me, let me take students read, even asking questions, the supervision and check of endorsements and writing assignments. The sacred pointer he also will give it to me, and give it to me and his authority. His eyes sharp, energetic, students despite naughty, but class but never the clouds. And I can side in his lecture, side in the drawer of the writing on the blackboard when turned below secretly watch comics, picture books, and before he turned quickly hid in. 

Sometimes a good grasp of the time not fascinated by his found, he quickly came out, draw out of my drawer, look at and then go back to class. The exam, other children still trying, I have meditation will do the job into his hand, then test stand beside him, see his question to give me a question, then, he would corrects satisfactorily in front of the whole class announced I approach full marks achievements, or patted me on the head of the blame, so angry where shouldn't I careless. Most lets me hard to forget is far from the school, that my family, my parents are busy farm work, home and two younger brother, I often because these things are late or absent, if not to leave, he ahead of his class, tend to postpone students write, see my endorsement buttfly.you rushed to the classroom, he was gratified to walks on stage.coach bags stores

Don't know at that time still is the child's why he can give me so love, never know that a bunch of pure country boy at heart he did for my best-hated eccentric and pampering. I only know that hard years, I have a lot of sentimental and sorrow hatred, but think of him, thought of his class, my heart was filled with sunshine, full of longing. It was hazy, I meet chenfeng, watching the stars, not retreat wild dream seems to in the not too distant colorful ahead. Music.my, just think of his eyes, he enjoyed much the smile, I will be full of courage and strength.  coach bags supplies

Later, I left that remote elementary school, also left the concomitant years of my dear teacher, not to say goodbye, also did not say thanks. Just in the heart buried the a single firm seeds - grew up must do a man of his teacher. As his students, he gives me the life happy, faith and courage, I unforgettable, as a teacher, I hope will these precious wealth brings more children, I will never to work hard! And will this, to his reward. As