几年前,我去苏北的一个小镇支教。小孩子对新老师有着天然的热情。课前课后围着我,怯怯地问一些海阔天空的问题。但有一个小男孩,一直安静地坐在南边靠窗户的地方,手撑着头,眼睛散漫地望着窗外空荡荡的天空。他的伙伴私下里告诉我,他是班级里成绩最差的一名学生,孤傲,霸道。一个女孩子狠狠地补充一句:“没有人喜欢他的。” A few years ago, I went to a small town in northern Jiangsu to teach. Children have a natural passion for new teachers. After class before class, I asked some timidly the question of a brighter future. But there was a little boy who had been sitting quietly by the window on the south side, holding his head in his hands, and his eyes staring wildly out of the empty sky at the window. His partner privately told me that he was the worst grade student in the class, lonely and overbearing. A girl fiercely added: “Nobody likes him.”