在我的办公桌上,一杯菊花茶氤氲着袅袅的香味,漂亮的玻璃杯里,杭白菊舒展着曼妙的身姿,让人赏心悦目。轻轻地抿一口,有淡淡的苦味,可我的心却溢满了回忆的甜蜜……去年刚接班时,在一群因为见到新老师而兴奋异常的孩子中,我注意到了眼神漠然、面无表情的小Z,他显得那样的格格不入。小Z的父亲病逝,母亲改嫁,跟奶奶生活,奶奶没有工作,靠打零工和低保那点微薄收入维持生计。家庭的贫困,亲情的缺失,使小小年纪的他开始自暴自弃—— In my desk, a cup of chrysanthemum tea curled up the curl of the fragrance, beautiful glass, Chrysanthemum stretched graceful posture, people pleasing. Gently sip, a touch of bitterness, but my heart is full of memories of sweet ... ... just last year after taking over, in a group of children excited to see the new teacher, I noticed the indifference, the face Small expressionless Z, he seems so out of tune. Small Z’s father died, mother remarried, living with her grandmother, grandma did not work, by playing odd jobs and subsistence allowances that meager income to make a living. Family poverty, the lack of affection, so that he started young age give up on themselves -