七十年代中期,我在盲哑学校盲生部任课中,一位盲人教师因病去世了。这位老师平时嘴巴“零碎”。群众关系不是很好,但她爱学生却胜过自己的孩子,说起她的盲孩子,就如数家珍,脸上总是洋溢着幸福的微笑。而这位盲人教师未到退休年龄就离开了人世,学校按惯例在小小的礼堂为她举行了追悼会。追悼会结束了。人们纷纷离去。在空荡荡的礼堂里,一位盲孩子却一动不动地站在盲老师的遗像前不 In the mid-seventies, I was blind in the Blind School blind students in the class, a blind teacher died of illness. The teacher usually mouth “piecemeal ”. The relationship between the masses is not very good, but she loves the students are better than their children, talking about her blind children, just as the number of home, his face always filled with a happy smile. The blind teacher did not reach the retirement age before he died. The school conventionally held a memorial service for her in a small auditorium. The memorial service is over. People have to leave. In the empty auditorium, a blind child is standing still before the portrait of a blind teacher