记得登上讲台之前,脑海里每天都在预演与学生交往的各种场面:初见时的热情,上课时的活跃,课外相处时的融洽等等,越想越急切,急切中又带着丝丝缕缕的忧思:我已准备好足够的知识去满足他们的求知欲了吗?有得体的举止去赢得他们的尊敬吗?有足够的威信去镇住他们吗?想着想着,急切中又夹杂着些许惶恐。也还记得初上讲台那刻,一幅全息式的照片摄入眼眸:清澈如泉的眸子里,涌动着求知的期待,柔和如风的小脸上写满了童真和无邪。伴随着“老师,老师”的声音叫唤, I remember before going to the podium, my brain rehearses every day with the students a variety of scenes: the initial enthusiasm, active in class, when in harmony with the extracurricular and so on, the more anxious, the more eager and with silk Silly worries: Am I prepared enough knowledge to satisfy their thirst for knowledge? Have decent demeanor to win their respect? Have enough prestige to stop them? Think about it, eager and Mixed with a little fear. Also remember the podium at the beginning of the moment, a holographic photo in the eyes: the clear spring eyes, the surging expectations of the curious, gentle and windy little face filled with innocence and innocence. Accompanied by the “teacher, teacher,” the voice summon,