At three o'clock in the morning, I woke up suddenly and felt my head was completely cold. It seemed like a moment of reflection. I looked at the door and the window and formed a channel. In that channel, things like ghosts were shuttling, coming in from the window and going out from the door. I didn't know when it would stop. I was watching these silently, my body finally recovered, climbed out of bed, and closed the doors and windows. In the dark night, I saw everything so clearly that my roommates were sleeping soundly. I also climbed into bed like the public until the alarm clock rang.

When I walked out of the dormitory building, I held up my umbrella and began to move towards the rhythm of life in the drizzle. It seemed that I could only face the wind and rain when I left the bed of paradise, the quilt. When I was walking on the road, I finally put on my pants, which made my legs not so cold. However, the coat on my body still made me feel thick autumn and full of bleakness. The falling rain hit the black umbrella. I was walking quickly, and the rain fell on the ground. I was flying towards the restaurant. The rain broke into a shape that could no longer be seen by the naked eye. It never appeared.

I sat safely in the office. As an intern, I did what I should do and waited for new tasks. So, I made a PowerPoint for Mr. Sun, printed a few photos, took the Kindle, and gave a lesson to the first grade children temporarily.

Looking at the class schedule, this class is a music class. As an excellent Chinese teacher, I naturally disdain to do such difficult problems as music. After all, there is no need to babble, babble, babble, babble, and babble. So I plug in a USB flash drive and play Cat and Mouse on the screen.

Perhaps the student era is the best era, but also a most helpless era. A cartoon "Cat and Mouse" can be quiet, but when explaining what really needs to be learned, I found that non violence and non cooperation. Maybe it is one of the most primitive skills of the bear child to observe his appearance. If he is pleasant, he will naturally kick his nose and face; If a word does not agree, slap it twice, and immediately be quiet.

However, everything seems to have changed when it comes to me. Maybe this is something I can teach children in this primary school. In the afternoon, I was sent to watch the class. After receiving the notice, all classes were required to watch the movie Bayandai and write their impressions after watching it—— Of course, I won't let you go back until you finish reading.

The children are noisy. I can play the movie directly, but I choose to pause. I stand on the platform and don't attack them as hard as before. Yes, I am so kind that they feel they can continue this time and stop when they meet my explosion point. As before, the moment I picked up a student, the whole class was quiet, so quiet that the needle could be heard falling on the ground.

This time, they were a little disappointed. I didn't do anything but take out the Kindle on the bench next to the podium to review Three Bodies.

"Teacher, you are angry, or you will not be quiet." The little fat man said across the platform.

I smiled, got up, picked up the chalk, and in his expectant eyes, he saw me write on the blackboard: "When will it be quiet, when will the video continue to play, when will the video be finished, and when will I go home?"

Slowly, everyone saw the content of the blackboard. It was quiet, and I played it as scheduled.

When someone quarreled, I silently jumped the video back to the origin and played it again.

Suddenly, the whole class burst into flames. I smiled and closed the blackboard. The whole class's voice disappeared instantly. I even suspected that the last moment was an illusion.

After the movie finished, there was still a lot of time before school was over. I knocked on the desk and the whole class calmed down. I smiled and said, "Be quiet. If not, don't blame me for being rude."

In this world, there are always those who dare to test the law and challenge the authority. Otherwise, is this world too mediocre? I walked over and he talked a lot. I knocked on his desk and he looked back at me. I picked up his exercise book and he turned to continue. I looked at the empty exercise book and leaned down to ask him in a gentle voice, "Have you finished your homework today?". The guy behind seemed to find something, and immediately sat upright. He also turned around like an electric shock and looked at me. I was still pleasant.

I fanned the exercise book in my hand.

I asked gently, "What did I just say?"

His eyes were filled with disbelief, fear and trembling, "I can't talk."

I kept his head in silence, smiled and said, "So you know all about it. Are you just having a problem?"

He seemed to see hope, nodded and said, "Yes."

I turned the book around again. The whole classroom was like a noisy poultry market, but at this moment, it was completely quiet like all the poultry were choked. He looked at me, and his face seemed to be at a loss. All this was not like the script once. Not every teacher who hit people was violent. His eyes reflected a smile. What a kind smile, what a close smile. But suddenly, the smiling teacher hit him with his book.

I smiled and said, "Do you ask one math question maker and another Chinese exercise book maker,

I took this close friend who had been practicing in the whole university, returned to the platform, sat down, took out the Kindle to read, and continued to watch Three Bodies.

Yuzhong Road © Photographed by Jiang Chen, published in the article "People in the Rain, Lose Their Original Intention"

On the way back from work, I rode back with drizzle, and my vision gradually blurred. Then, I didn't know whether I was right or wrong. In the days of internship, every moment I questioned whether I was right or wrong. When I was preparing to be a teacher, I wanted to respect the nature of every student, but the fact told me that what children now lack, and what this lack, It's not what I can make up for. I'm just an intern. Even in the long years to come, I may not be a complete people's teacher, nor can I Educate a child into a real child 。

Maybe I am a failed educator, but when I look back at everything, it seems that it is the same. Everyone is no longer a natural treasure, but an artificial work of art. Much the same, I doubt myself when I respect their nature as much as possible—— Is it true that human nature is evil at the beginning?

In the autumn rain, I rode around the corner to avoid the security guard and entered the school. When I returned to the dormitory, nobody was there. I was aimlessly tapping the keyboard. After the sky was dark, I went out to look for a few stars, trying to find a little direction from them.

Maybe I am just an artist, not an educator. I will process real works of art in the future, or destroy natural treasures. Then, I said, isn't it all like this?

Jiang Chen wrote it on September 29, 2017.