九年前,我从师范学校毕业,被分配到一所偏僻的乡村小学任教。记得去学校报到的那天,老校长语重心长地对我说:“年轻人,干教师这一行可得耐得住寂寞和清贫啊!”我冲他淡淡一笑。果然,在这所学校不到两个月,我那初为人师的新鲜劲儿便泄得精光,取而代之的是千般的无奈、万般的沮丧和不可名状的失落感。 Nine years ago, I graduated from a normal school and was assigned to teach in a remote rural elementary school. Remember to go to school on the day of the report, the old principal said in earnest: “young people, teachers can do this line loneliness and poverty ah!” I flushed him a faint smile. Sure enough, in this school less than two months, my fresh energy as a teacher was excreted, replaced by a great helplessness, all sorts of frustration and indefinable sense of loss.