less than ordinary

You may ask, "What is this place?" Well, I will tell you with tears in my eyes that this is a classroom. It is a simple classroom in a poor mountainous area. The students are listening intently to their teacher. The teacher wore a rough patched coat and a pair of blackened brown trousers. The image of the teacher in my mind should not be like this. Neat uniform, lesson plan in left hand, long chalk in right hand. That's the kind of teacher we see every day. Although this teacher is very different from the usual teachers, I am sure that this teacher's teaching level is no less than ordinary teachers.

There were no lights in the classroom, and the light was dark, the only light coming in through cracks in the broken roof, and the walls were mounds of earth that might have collapsed with a little force. In the middle of the classroom, a beam hung high, presumably to support the house. The students in the classroom are surprisingly few, a dozen people, are wearing their own clothes, there is no uniform, and even the books are not complete, their dark but immature face shows the desire for knowledge.

After reading this picture, I fell into meditation for a long time, China is not very rich, there are still many people do not have enough to eat, wear warm, but they do not forget to study. Children who have not had warm swaddling clothes since childhood understand that only reading does not have to watch their parents go to work early and return late every day, but what can not help. In their hearts, the book is read well, the family will be happy. Some would find the idea laughable, but I don't. I think that's their ambition, their goal, and they're working towards it. Although bitter, tired, but they are not afraid, they believe that a better future belongs to them.

In contrast, look at us, the superior environment to read, do not have to worry about not enough to eat and wear not warm, but have we done like the children in the mountains, many people will shrug their heads and shake their heads, do people have to learn to grow up in difficulties? Is something only appreciated when it's missing?

Always hear a few complaints, parents nagging, too much homework, too tired to go to school... When you complain that you are too bitter and too tired, look at these children in the mountains, compared to them, your little pain is nothing.

The quest for knowledge is a realm of life, the fruit of knowledge sought by these childish children in such a humble house. And the hardworking teachers are showing these children the way forward, they are selfless, no regrets. It's like a gardener taking care of each seed, expecting it to sprout, take root, grow leaves, blossom and bear fruit. They pass on their love to the students and keep the chalk dust for themselves. This is called teacher.

Use the time to complain in learning, don't be a little upset about things, learn from the children in the mountains. If they do, we should do better.

There were no lights in the classroom, and the light was dark, the only light coming in through cracks in the broken roof, and the walls were mounds of earth that might have collapsed with a little force. In the middle of the classroom, a beam hung high, presumably to support the house. The students in the classroom are surprisingly few, a dozen people, are wearing their own clothes, there is no uniform, and even the books are not complete, their dark but immature face shows the desire for knowledge.