风从水面拂过,荡起层层涟漪;阳光从云中穿过,撒下丝丝温暖;岁月从林间掠过,刻下圈圈年轮。十八年的教书生涯,我用心守望花儿绽放。花前自笑童心在在读师范时,我的老师不止一次告诫大家:教师的天职是不放弃对任何一个孩子的教育。是啊,教师含有爱和信任的眼光,哪怕仅仅是投向孩子的一瞥,都会在孩子幼小的心灵中折射出美丽的光景。这个学期,我的班中有一位智障儿童。开学第一天,同学们都端端正正地坐着听老师讲课,他却 The wind breeze from the water, swinging layers of ripples; the sun through the clouds, sows sows; years pass from the forest, carved ring ring. Eighteen years of teaching career, I carefully watch the flowers blooming. Preteen laughing self-innocence When reading the teacher, my teacher repeatedly warned everyone: the teacher’s vocation is not to give up the education of any one child. Yes, teachers have a vision of love and trust, and even a glimpse into the child can all reflect a beautiful scene in the child’s young mind. This semester, I have a mentally disabled child in my class. The first day of school, students are sitting and listening to the teacher, but he is