Veryhappyandwefeelweareonetogether-youngteachersheroicfeelings,MynameisLing,graduationYiduteacher.
Iwascryingmychoicetoo,haveworkformesadtoo,becauseIembarkedonacareerlikeIdidnotdoaverypoorteacher,Icrymanytimesmychoice,theycanIncountlessgriefIhavebeencomforted,whenIsawbothofthatisfullofnaive,buteagertoswimintheoceanofknowledgeachild,mysinking,floatingcalmthemind,andslowlyIalsolearnfrompracticefeeltheteacher'spride,hewaslikeaSpringSilkworms,likethededicationoftheirowncandlesnoregrets,Ihaveseenitcountlessteachersnoregrets,andwiththeiryouthandlivestodefendthesanctityoftheteachingprofession,butalsowhattheyusetheirownactions,withtracesoflife,inspiredbythoseofuswhocomeafter,Ihavereluctantlyenamelreluctantly,bythereluctancetowholeheartedlylovethisjob,becauseIhaveseenthatlifewillgobeyondtheutilitarian,althoughmealsforlife,Butthelivingisnotforeating,livinginthepossessionofmanysmallminded,short-termbirthineternity,whiletheteachersaresuchacareer.
Iknowthatateachertired,bitter,buttotheirownideal,Istillwouldliketopursue,tothesurgingwavesoffighting,tosinistermountainclimbing,theremaybestorms,astorm,theroadmaybebumpy,butIstillwoulduselaughter,withsongstofillupsanddowns,Iwillmeetwiththemerrylaughteroftherisingsun,Iwillbeflyingthehearttofacemyworkandlife.Yesah!