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    In the Chinese class in the afternoon, the bell rang for the end of class. I packed up my books and teaching aids and was about to leave the classroom. A little boy in the audience ran over quickly and looked at me with longing eyes: "Mr. Luo, what you told me last night  A reward" Looking at his bright little eyes, I couldn't help but touch my forehead, it's over, after one night, I completely forgot about it.  I quickly apologized and said that I will replenish him immediately

    A gentleman promises a thousand gold with one word.  In ancient times, Zeng Zi killed pigs.  Zeng Zi's wife killed a pig in order to coax the child into deceiving him.  Zeng Zi insisted on keeping the promise: "Children can't play with him. Children are not sensible. They have to rely on their parents to learn step by step and obey their parents' teachings. Now you deceive him, you are teaching him to learn  Deception. When a mother deceives a son, the son will not trust his mother. This is not the way to educate the child well." What an adult promises to a child must be done.  Spoken promises should not be easily broken.

    Every move is also a kind of commitment.  Sometimes some of the language we speak in our daily life, our behavior and even our dressing up as students will imitate invisibly.  Sometimes we just say some unintentional words, but the children take them to heart and use them in their lives afterwards.  Sometimes we obviously gave them a shallow smile or an inadvertent praise invisibly, but it became their motivation to move forward.  To this day, I still remember the elementary school Chinese teacher saying to me: You wrote this composition so well, you are really a talented girl in our class" Since then, I have been copying the reading notes and writing the words carefully, although she praised me.  When I grew up, I read that composition, and it was not as good as I imagined

    Sometimes we often think that I am just an adult, a mother, a father, a teacher, a mother-in-law, a passer-by The ordinary and insignificant me will not have much influence on this world and others.  But in the eyes of children, what they see may be a mountain, a tree, or a tall existence.  As their mirror, we should have light in our eyes, thousands of hills and valleys in our chest, and flowers blooming in our hearts.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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