阳春的一天,在梯形教室的讲坛上,站着一位中年模样的老师。他中等身材,衣着简朴,乌黑的头发衬者几缕银丝,高高的额头刻着几道智慧的皱纹。他面带微笑,对着台下的一百多名学生,时而用清晰精炼的语言开启着学生的心扉,时而拿起粉笔在黑板上迅速地板书着,把一双双饱含求知欲望的眼睛引入了神奇的物理世界。他,就是厦门大学 Spring day, in the trapezoidal classroom pulpit, stood a middle-aged teacher. His medium-sized, simple-minded, dark-haired silk-lined shirt, with several wise wrinkles on his forehead. He smiled and confronted the audience of more than a hundred students, opening up the students’ hearts with clear and refined language, picking up chalk quickly on the blackboard and introducing double eyes full of curiosity and desires Magical physical world. He is Xiamen University