A philosophical essay on teachers?

Teachers are kindling, igniting the fire in students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, carrying students to climb steadily step by step. In the works of many famous writers, writing articles about teachers is so beautiful and approachable. The following is the relevant information I have compiled for you for your reference!

1: the lamp of old money

kong qing dong

In front of the tutor, it is naturally called Mr. Qian. But behind the scenes, I still think "old money" is enough.

Old money has been mixed in the world for fifty years, but it has not been mixed into a legal private living space. "I can't bear to see this terrible sight." But he still taught us how to study like Maitreya all day. Sometimes I can't help secretly expressing Lu's modesty: I have to study today and tomorrow, which has chilled my brothers' hearts.

When more than a dozen of our brothers crowded in his dormitory, a dark figure flooded the wall. Often this side is talking about the most elegant and mysterious problems in the world. Suddenly there is a cup of tea and a pot of water, and several poets are born at once. So the old money smiled more happily, and the yellow-green light fluctuated prematurely on his bald head. I often propose to disband first, because I know that after people let the tea cool, the light may stay on until the last minute.

I often pass under that lamp. The west half of 2 1 building, facing south, is the window in the middle of the second floor. I'm wearing a star, Dai Yue, and when I came back from the third teaching building of Peking University, I probably met some young artists. When I go out at midnight, I always walk around the window. A glance at the lamp seems to make me feel more comfortable. Every time I yawn between the books, I can't help thinking: is the old money still working? I'll put up with it a little longer.

Once when I saw my girlfriend off, I said, "Go around there and look at the lamp of Laoqian." She flew into a rage: "Old money again, old money! What's so beautiful about the lamp of Laoqian? It's a pervert! " I flew into a rage and gave her a braised pork, which caused great disaster.

So I sometimes think that the lamp of the old money is probably not a good thing. Isn't it that old Qian's black hair got rid of? As long as it is open, the old money is written like a demon. Write about Lu Xun and Zhou Zuoren. But the two brothers have his "noble house" and his blue lantern? "White hair mercilessly invades old age, and the blue light smells childhood." Maybe he appreciates Lu You's famous saying?

If you say something more than three times, you will never be clear-my experience.

So it is better to blindly worship a thing, a doctrine, a person and a lamp. ...

When I feel depressed about reading, when I look out the window alone and do nothing, when I feel that the heaviness of the day and the lightness of the night are unbearable, I think: go and see the lamp of Laoqian and eat a pancake fruit by the way.

Standing under the window, I can hear the hum and gasp of the lights, as if the tape of time were spinning. Sometimes I really want to shout "hey, old money, take it easy!" " "

The light hummed and gasped.

Lao Qian is an ordinary person.

But his lamp lit up my heart.

Chapter two: I appreciate Mr. Cai's style.

Fu Sinian

Anyone who knows Mr. Cai knows that Mr. Cai is tolerant of others; People who have been educated for a long time have a better understanding of Mr. Cai's temper, and they don't demand much from others and don't reward them indiscriminately. Unlike a person's temper, if you praise him, he will go to heaven, and if you condemn him, he will go to the ground. But few people know that Mr. Cai is sometimes very harsh. I have been a teacher for 25 years, and I have seen Teacher Cai angry and complaining. I dare not say anything about others, only that it is related to me.

* * * A * * In the first year of Mr. Cai's arrival at Peking University, one of his classmates grew into a small bureaucratic face and did something unsatisfactory, so classmate XXX posted a "crusade" notice on the wall of one of the dormitories in Xizhai. Within two days, endless anonymous documents appeared on the wall, and one of them called that classmate "happy", because I hate this person very much. My anonymous post was ostensibly for this gentleman, but it was actually ironic. Appreciate it for students, pay attention to it and criticize it. This is a big joke in the school at present. A few days later, Mr. Cai gave a speech at a conference. Finally, he said that it was unreasonable for you to attack XX Jun on the wall. If you are not satisfied with X Jun, you can persuade them. This is the friendship of your classmates. If you think you can't convince, you can tell the school authorities. This is the right way. As for posting anonymously, the receiver will never regret it even if he has, and the giver will be the beginning of losing his character. Anyone who does this will repent in the future, otherwise this kind of behavior will be the end of character degradation. This sentence caused a great stir in my heart. When I was a child, a gentleman taught me to be honest and sincere. "Righteousness" refers to a correct attitude; "Sincerity" is the sincerity of the soul. "Don't cheat the darkroom" means don't hurt people in the dark. "Although the" University "is well read, it is as unconscious as a monk chanting; After this lesson, I realized that from now on, I will never be anonymous or blame myself. What's your impression after listening to Mr. Cai? I don't know. The anonymous "wall newspaper literature" of Peking University has since decreased and almost disappeared.

* * * The second time * * When Mr. Cai visited Germany for the second time, it was about thirteen years of the Republic of China, when I was in Berlin. After Mr. Cai arrived, several of our classmates volunteered to take care of Mr. Cai, and my share was in a mess. I naturally feel ashamed, but Mr. Cai never blames me. Once, a classmate sent a telegram to Mr. Cai, saying that he wanted to see Mr. Cai in Leipzig. This classmate is famous for his absurd temperament. He scolded him and asked for money. I think he must have come for money, and Mr. Cai is extremely poor, so he and three or four classmates advocated calling him and refused him in order to inform Mr. Chen. Mr. Wang said thoughtfully, "There are a few words in the Analects of Confucius,' Why not retreat and advance? A person will make progress if he is clean, but he may not be able to walk if he is clean. (1) [instead of success, ... it is not guaranteed. The Analects of Confucius? The seventh ". It means that if you recognize his progress and don't recognize his retrogression, why go too far? When a man tells the whole story, he should recognize his self-purification and not always pursue his past. For, of course. You say he is boring, but can he change his boredom by keeping people away like this? "So I know that reading of the analects of confucius is like this.

After the victory of the Northern Expedition, we were in high spirits. One day at my husband's house for dinner, several students were drunk, and Mr. Cai drank more. I don't remember how to talk about it. Then I talked nonsense. I said, "When our country is finished, we must not only destroy the Japanese kid, even the western devil, but also drive him out of the west of the Suyi Canal. From the Arctic Ocean to the Antarctic Ocean, except for India, Persia and Turkey, we must' counties'." Hearing this, Mr. Cai was impatient and said, "Unless you are a general." In addition, there are many such people, either implicated in others or too long, so I won't mention them.

That is, these three things have fully proved how sincere and serious Mr. Wang is in blaming others, and how close and far-reaching his words are.

Article 3: One of my Chinese teachers.

Liang Shiqiu

When I was ten years old, I met a gentleman from China. He impressed me the most and benefited me the most. I still can't forget him.

Mr Xu's name is Jincheng. We nicknamed him "Xu Minghu" because he was fierce. His appearance is very strange, and his head is angular, which makes him an easy target for cartoons. The head is bald and bright, and the face is flat, which is a bit like the hag in the painting of Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio. His nose, eyes and mouth seem to be too concentrated in a small area of his face. He wears a pair of black glasses and a small silver frame, which are the most prominent features on his face. I often draw cartoons for him, draw an outline, and point two oval black blocks in the middle, which is very vivid. He is tall, but his shoulders are always high, and his nose is a little red, like distiller's grains. He often hides two barrels of clear water and snot in his nostrils, and sucks it from time to time. When he says a word or two, he will suck hard, methodically and rhythmically, and sometimes he will forget to suck. When he left, two jade chopsticks hung on his upper lip. He often wears a gray robe, as if mourning for someone. I didn't catch up with the robe at the neat stage, and the rest of my life was late. When I saw the robe, I was covered in oil stains. He often leans his head back, walks in eight steps, looks at the sky with his eyes open and his mouth curled like a gourd ladle. I seldom see him smile. If he smiles, it's a grimace and looks more fierce.

My school is very special. All classes in the morning are taught in English, and all classes in the afternoon are taught in Mandarin. The class in the morning is very strict. Three days to ask questions, five days to take exams, and you will be eliminated if you don't work hard. The class in the afternoon is rather lax, and your grades have nothing to do with graduation. Therefore, every afternoon, students are not enthusiastic about Chinese and other classes, and the class is often sparse. However, when the teacher called the roll with a pencil in the posture of holding a brush, all the students arrived because more than one student answered. The students who really arrived, some were taking a nap and snoring slightly, some were reading novels such as Officialdom in the Sky and Jade Pear Soul, some were writing letters on their parents' knees, and some were simply staring at each other in a daze. Sometimes I make fun of my husband. As for Mr. Guo Wen, most of them are old and virtuous. They are either the second on the list, exploring flowers or raising people. They just follow official duties in teaching, and they are willing to explain. In such a bad situation, Mr. SEO is very fierce, always frowning and always cursing when he opens his mouth. I think it was in self-defense.

One day, Mr. Wang probably drank two more cups and waddled into the classroom. This class is composition. His old gentleman picked up the chalk and wrote two words on the blackboard. The topic is not finished yet. Of course, as usual, he needs to smell his nose. Just as I was sniffing around, an impatient classmate asked, "How do you say this topic?" The old man turned around, sneered twice and flew into a rage: "I haven't finished writing the topic yet." Of course, I have to talk about it after I have finished. Why do you ask me if I haven't finished writing? " ..... "Roared reel, everyone was startled. At this time, I can't hold back. I have always been a student who makes trouble in the morning and behaves in the afternoon. I feel that I have been insulted unreasonably now, so I stand up and defend myself. I got into trouble this time, and the old man took it out on me. He paced back and forth on the podium, sneered and scolded me for an hour, including many aphorisms. I still remember this sentence:

×××? What are you? I watched you to the end?

This sentence is quite memorized by the students. Anyone who has a little dispute with me will quote this sentence when he is entangled. "What are you from? I am watching you in the end? " At that time, I saw that the situation was not good, so I didn't say anything more, and let the bell end the teacher's scolding.

But from this time on, xu teacher knew me. After I woke up, he revised my composition in great detail. Especially when I explained to my face why I didn't correct it. I, a student who "looks at the end at a glance", actually became the student who benefited the most.

Xu teacher selected his own teaching materials, including ancient Chinese and vernacular Chinese, and distributed them to everyone with mimeograph. "Lin Qinnan's Letter to Cai" is the most enjoyable one he said. In addition, such as Wu Jingheng's Talking about Ancient and Modern Times, Liang Qichao's My Heart's Trip to Europe, and Zhang's editorial of Current Affairs, he also chose a lot. This kind of old and new textbooks was still a rare example at that time. My interest in Chinese has improved a lot. Before speaking Chinese, xu teacher should introduce the author and introduce him very kindly. For example, when he speaks Zhang's words, he says, "Zhang, I have had dinner with him …", which will surprise the students. Surprisingly, our Chinese gentleman may not be an ordinary person. Otherwise, how can I have dinner with Zhang?

After introducing the author, xu teacher recited the full text. This reading is very interesting. He gnashed his teeth and read aloud, reciting word for word in Jiangbei Mandarin, whether it is ancient or vernacular, as if the actors were reciting lines, and as if all the meanings contained in the text were vented. He speaks with rhythm, rhythm, emotion, momentum and cadence. After listening, we seem to have noticed half the meaning of the original text. A good article has a golden voice, which may be exaggerated, but it must be catchy, but it is true.

The most unique thing about xu teacher is to change the composition. He doesn't need ordinary comment on writing, such as "clear", "fair" and "vigorous and appropriate". What he is best at is to hit the hook with a big ink stick, rubbing it line by line and hooking it page by page; There are not many articles with more than 1000 words left after he finished scribing. The first time I was hit by this, I was very depressed and felt breathless. I dug my heart, and he gently erased it with a few thick sticks. But he explained it to me seriously. He said, "Take it and savor it. Your original text is weak and tedious. I checked off more than half of it for you. Please read it again. The original meaning has not been lost, but the pen and the pen are all established, and the tiger is powerful. " I thought about it carefully, and sure enough. His big ink stick hit the right place and cut off all the empty sacs, leaving all the bones and muscles.

I've been away from my husband for almost 50 years, and I haven't heard from him. I don't know where he went. I heard that he has returned to the mountain. Students occasionally talk about "Xu Minghu". While recalling his voice and appearance, he couldn't help admiring him in amazement.