Original Text/Sea Blue
This anonymous exam paper, this time cowardly, laid a starting point for me to catch up.
My teacher Lu Faxiang
It's been many years since I left the campus.
However, every year I always have to have the same burning dream: seeing the college entrance examination, the math textbook has not been reviewed, and a large number of important examination papers have not yet been completed...
Mathematics seemed to have become a lifelong uneasiness.
In high school, mathematics was divided into algebra and geometry. In the midterm exams of the first semester of high school, algebra has once again become my obstacle.
Class is about to end, and the exam paper is not yet full. It's not that there's not enough time, but that nearly a third of the topics won't.
Helpless, ashamed, uneasy, racking their brains, biting their fingers soaked in blood, it is also difficult to solve.
At the last moment, the teacher shouted to hand in the papers, and I hurriedly folded them up and rushed to the podium with my classmates.
A week later, students were sitting in a row in the warm sunshine of the campus writing.
Suddenly, an algebra exam paper was passed down.
Teacher Lu Faxiang, the class teacher, said that everyone looked at the handwriting of this volume to confirm who had forgotten to write their names.
When the students in the front row turned their heads and shook the paper in front of me, I looked up to take it and glanced at the top right score, 54 points! It flipped over quickly, passing the nameless test paper that was so ashamed that I was eager to dig a pit and bury it.
In that middle school examination, the results of each subject were summed up, and I had the results of the top 10 in the original class, which suddenly jumped to the 3rd place, and the whole school ranked 7th in the grade line.
At the school summary and commendation meeting, the principal not only personally awarded me awards and prizes, but also praised me for my rapid progress, and called on the students to learn my down-to-earth and rapid progress learning spirit.
At that time, I was really studying steadily. When I became an adult, my classmates gathered, and everyone said that I had changed a lot, was enthusiastic and cheerful, and could mingle with everyone.
At that time, in the eyes of my classmates, I was alone and silent all day long, and I knew that I was a lonely stranger who was studying on my desk.
Yes, because I was chaotic in elementary school, and I pushed the boat into junior high school. The foundation of all subjects is not good, and mathematics is particularly poor.
When I was in the third grade of junior high school, the class teacher, Mr. Song Quanyang, made me become a group leader for the first time, and the chaotic brain was suddenly stimulated.
When I was in the third year of junior high school, the mathematics teacher Tian Zhongzhong made me ashamed to serve as a representative of the math class, and gave me careful guidance, so that I could successfully enter high school and live a humble life.
However, algebra is still lame, and it is a short board for further education. So that later, after three college entrance examinations, he entered a secondary professional school.
For so many years, that anonymous algebraic test paper has been floating on my mind!
Yes, that anonymous algebra paper is mine!
And I didn't have the courage to admit it at the time!
Many years have passed, and this anonymous algebraic test paper is like a fish in the throat!
Teacher Lu Faxiang is 90 years old this year.
When I told him the repentance in his heart, he still said kindly as he did then: "I remember that you are not good at talking, you study very hard, your grades in all subjects are very good, and your composition is also very good!" ”
Yes, at that time, Teacher Lu taught Chinese, I got good grades and liked to write essays. I also became a veritable representative of the language class.
It was also in high school that I had a clear ideal in my heart.
At this stage, I came into contact with a large number of external teaching aids such as "Middle School Students Learning Newspaper" and "Language Newspaper". Seeing the excellent compositions published on it, I was happy and excited, and I also wanted to write and submit articles as a "little writer".
However, thinking about the hardships of studying for several years and understanding that the only goal at that time was to enter the university, he transformed the "writer's dream" into writing every composition.
Whenever the teacher assigns the propositional composition in advance, I will type the first draft ahead of time, revise it repeatedly, and write it carefully in the composition class. In this way, almost all the articles are of high quality.
However, no matter how long time has passed, the mistakes are there and it is difficult to hide.
At that time, the algebra teacher was not in good health. Outside of class, we rarely saw him.
I think that when the algebra teacher looks at the signature test papers to count the class transcripts, he should find that there is one missing student's grade. And this student with a vacant grade should correspond to the only anonymous volume.
Because the algebra teacher was not familiar with the student's font, he carefully handed over the missing one person's report card and the anonymous algebraic test paper to the class teacher Lu for confirmation.
......
In the end, in the total report card of each subject in the class reported to the school, the student with the missing algebra score was 93 points instead of 54 points, just like the last monthly test.
Yin and yang?
Good intentions?
Or, meditate on it?
No matter what, Teacher Lu, the students want to say to you from the bottom of their hearts——
"Teacher Lu, I'm sorry, I was wrong!"
OK!
This anonymous test paper, this cowardice, not only inscribed the shame of my life, but also laid a foundation for me to forget my failures and catch up.
Today, I also dare to dissect myself.
Yesterday, I called Teacher Lu and learned that he was in the hospital. I said to visit him, and he said you've made a few greeting calls, don't come.
Teacher Lu's voice is full, his body is fine, just daily conditioning. His young daughter was attentively accompanied.
The background of the photo is a hospital.
I wanted the teacher to change the position, but I didn't say it, the teacher felt comfortable, and the teacher was in good health.
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