我把阿丰的信看了又看,我知道,我已经伤害了他——一个敬佩我的、信任我的“后进生”。邓老师:写信给您的时候,您不知道,我哭了。打架输了的时候,我没哭,爸妈骂我的时候,我也没哭。而此时……老师,我一向敬佩您,也认为您不会嫌弃我,所以我千方百计转入您的班级。而今天,您却不留情地把我推到冰窖里。到了现在,我才发现,原来每一个教师都是一样的——偏才。 I looked at Ah Fung’s letter and looked again. I knew that I had already hurt him - an “admirable” who admired me and trusted me. Teacher Deng: When I wrote to you, you didn’t know, I cried. When the fight lost, I didn’t cry. When my parents scolded me, I didn’t cry. At this time...teachers, I have always admired you, and I think you will not dislike me, so I do everything possible to transfer to your class. Today, you are mercilessly pushing me into the ice cellar. Until now, I discovered that every teacher is the same - partial talent.