圣诞节夜,几个过去的老同事邀我同乐。期间,大家谈及为什么要做教师的话题。夜里,我辗转反侧。今天上班,这个话题依旧萦绕心间,于是,我敲响了键盘。我为什么做教师?绝不是因为喜欢!读小学的时候,只记得在广阔的山野里疯跑,只记得淘气“偷来”的苹果填饱饥饿的肚子很美妙,只记得极不情愿地在节假日去放牛。初中,五彩缤纷的理想包含许多虚幻的成分,不知道自己将来想干什么,更不知道自己将来能干什么。填报志愿 Christmas night, a few old colleagues invited me to fun. During the talk, we talked about why we should be teachers. Night, I tossing and turning. Today’s work, this topic is still haunting, so I knocked the keyboard. Why do I do the teacher? Not because I like! When I was in primary school, I only remembered running wild in the vast fields, just remember naughty “stolen” apple filled hungry belly very wonderful, just reluctantly Go cow on holidays. Junior high school, the colorful ideal contains many illusory ingredients, do not know what they want to do in the future, but do not know what they can do in the future. Voluntary reporting