与谢老的谈话中,印象最深的就是谢老的手和他的手势。还记得,父母数着手指教会我数数字;数学老师用手背上的指骨教会了我数:“一月大,二月小,三月……”;谢老的手却让我看到了祖国的名山大川,仿佛凝聚着他毕生的热爱与梦想。凸起的腕骨与平滑的手背,是较平的泰山顶上的一个小山峰;微屈的握拳成了索道下站与上站之间的巨石障碍。我仿佛看到了曾经站在讲台上的谢老,正在神情并茂的为学生讲课。听他的课,应该是一件很幸福的事…… With Xie old conversation, the deepest impression is thank the old hand and his gesture. Remember, my parents taught me how to count numbers. The math teacher taught me how to use the phalanges on the back of my hand: “January, February, March ... ”; thank you old hand let me see The mountains and rivers of the motherland, as if condensed with his lifelong love and dreams. The raised carpal bones and the smooth back of the hand are a small peak on the top of a relatively flat Taishan. The micro-bend fist has become a huge stone obstacle between the lower station of the cableway and the upper station. I seem to have seen standing on the podium, Xie old, are looking good for the students to lecture. Listen to his class, it should be a very happy thing ......