从未曾把您书写进我的文字里,如今梳理自己的为师之道悟出,原来为师的日子一直有您——爸爸,因为您是我的老师。因为您,梦想变成您!因为爸爸是教师,我记忆里的童年十分得意。那时侯经常会有人从背后拍拍我的肩膀,揪揪我的小辫子说:“这是金老师的女儿吧?”随着塞来一块糖或野花什么的,甚至有不认识的“大个子”男生对周围的小朋友说:“谁也不许欺负她,她是我们老师的孩子。”因为爸爸是老师,我总是能与比自己大很多的学生玩,好象他们与我玩为 I never wrote you into my text, and now I have comprehended myself as a teacher, knowing that you always had you as a teacher, Dad, because you are my teacher. Because of you, my dreams become yours! Because my father is a teacher, my childhood in my memory is very proud. At that time, someone often patted my shoulder from behind and pulled my pigtail and said: “This is the golden teacher’s daughter, right?” “With the stuffing of a candy or wildflowers, there are even some who do not know, ”The big man“ said to the children around him: ”No one should bully her and she is our teacher’s child." Because dad is a teacher, I always play with students much larger than myself, as if they Play with me