夕阳天使散文

Yuhi For decadent, evening twilight shines into my study, light-transparent screens, mirrored table in my spots, like a silhouette drawing. I saw a thin figure, a short corridor, that beautiful sunset. --
Her long with a sallow skin, a pair of small eyes, thick glass in front of the total Dangzhuo, thin face, often showing two enchanting dimples. Physically weak but love jump. She has a very respected name - teacher. --
On that day, he hobbled down to lunch she exhausted into the classroom to give us a first class. It was almost crazy stage review in just 40 minutes gone by very quickly. When she once again out through the front door, less showtime bouncing, but marched usual pace, and left. --
I see her before, when it is time to study up on. I rely on in the corridors of the bar, face, kept trained on a quiet, pleasant evening bathed in the twilight of being. At this time, I have blurred vision in there was a trembling people go fibrillation is she. Gradually a clear, my heart could not help but disturb a bit. Continuously afternoon classes to thin there is no trace of her ordeal of living air, his face did not intoxicating smile, but a look of dull, and was not a vivid little eyes, filled with tired and empty. Hand feebly arm around the empty cup and a thick book is not single-handedly struggling to pull her handbag was not great. Huang Qing Sa in her sallow skin, silhouetted against the sallow dress, looked unusually gaunt whole person. Fell to the ground moving the stiff happens down the \"Mummy\" of steps from my front walk, I even did not dare touch that she came forward on the so watched and watched ... ...
In this way, she entered the office. I could no longer appreciate the beauty of the evening, but bulging. Evening light suddenly turned into 10 million long-piercing before my eyes, straight headlong into my heart. \"Teacher, worth it? So hard, your body how thin stand it? Do you really see themselves as candles ah? Fool! You are the people, ah!\" I hate myself Why are you so stupid, why would not help anything? I would like to help you share, let me help you to share.
After a mere 20 minutes, the relentless bell rang again. I turned to the side of the office. That was a little worried the state is once again from the office, \"Gone with the Wind\" out. Once again, \"swing\" in front of me, I can no longer suppress the tears from my eyes opened wide raging out considerably. I like crazy to go to catch up, pull her eyes tightly to flow bead goes on staring at her tired face. As if there is a potbellied say, but I do not know where to start. At this time, on both sides of her mouth has a touch of depression, small eyes and a slight squint of the blind, gently nodded his head, gently said: \"My child, school go!\" I have never seen such a beautiful smile . At that moment, her little eyes filled with the love, for me, for us, the students warm love. I understand it, \"pay\" is a teacher of the most willing, most want to do, and she should love such a broad Saxiang students, she wanted to prove that she no regrets in this way youth. --
I slowly let go his hand, silently watched her slowly walk a longer distance, it is still thin body trembled trembling, steps down side is still stiff, but it is kind of turning back, no regrets like that. Among the brilliant golden light in the evening cast a long shadow. --
Wind, breeze screens, the spot slightly shaking the table, I saw a tall figure in a long education should live on a firm walking ... ...

夕日欲颓,黄昏的余晖斜照进我的书房,轻透窗纱,在我的桌上映出斑斑点点,如同一幅剪影画。我看到一个瘦小的身影,一条不长的走廊,那个美丽黄昏。­

  她,长着一身蜡黄的皮肤,一对小小的眼睛前面总挡着厚厚的玻璃,瘦瘦的脸上时常显出两个醉人的酒窝。身体单薄却爱活蹦乱跳。她有一个令人敬仰的名字——老师。­

  那天,午休完后她便一蹦一跳地进了教室给我们上了第一节课。那是复习近乎疯狂的阶段,短短的40分钟很快过去了。当她再次从前门走出,少了些蹦跳,只是迈着平常的步伐,走了。­

  我再见她时已是上晚自习之前的时候了。我依靠在走廊的栏上,面朝着那一头静静的沐浴在黄昏惬意的余晖之中。这时,我模糊的视野中出现了一个走得颤颤巍巍的人,是她。渐渐地清晰,我的心不禁惊动了一下。下午连续不断地上课把瘦弱的她折磨得没有一丝活气,他的脸上没有醉人的微笑,而是一脸的呆滞,那对小小的眼睛完全没有了神采,装满了疲惫和空洞。一手无力地搂着空茶杯和一本不厚的书,一手费劲地拉扯着她并不大的手提包。黄光倾洒在她蜡黄皮肤上,映衬着灰黄色的连衣裙,整个人显得异乎寻常地憔悴。偏偏倒倒地挪动着僵硬的“木乃伊”步子从我面前走过,我甚至不敢上前碰她,就这么眼睁睁地看着,看着……


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  就这样,她进了办公室。我再也无心欣赏黄昏的美景,只是睁大了眼。黄昏的光顿时变作千万根长刺穿过我的眼睛,直扎进我的心里。“老师,值得吗?这么拼命,你瘦弱的身体怎么受得了?难道你真把自己当蜡烛啊?傻瓜!你是人啊!”我恨我自己为什么那么蠢,为什么什么也帮不了?我想帮你分担,让我帮你分担。

­仅仅过了20分钟,无情的铃声又响了。我转身向办公室的那一边。还是那让人揪心的状态,再一次从办公室“飘”出来。再一次“荡”过我面前时,我再也无法抑制,泪水从我睁得大大的眼睛里汹涌而出。我疯了似的赶上前去,拉住她,流珠的眼死死地盯着她那张疲惫不堪的脸。仿佛是有一大肚子的话要说,却又不知从何说起。这时,她的嘴角两边有了淡淡的凹陷,小小的眼睛微微眯了眯,轻轻的点了点头,温和地说:“孩子,上课去吧!”我从未见过如此美的微笑。那一刻,她小小的眼睛里装满的是爱,对我,对我们,对学生的暖暖的的爱。我明白了,“付出”才是一个老师最愿意,最想要做的,她要把这种博大的爱洒向莘莘学子,她要以这种方式证明她无悔的青春。­

  我慢慢地松开了手,默默地看着她渐渐走远,那瘦小的身体依然颤颤巍巍,步子仍旧僵硬偏倒,却是那样的义无反顾,那样的无怨无悔。在黄昏辉煌的金光之中投下了长长的身影。­

  风,轻拂窗纱,桌上的光斑微微晃动,我看到了一个高大的身影在一条漫长的育人之道上坚定地走着……

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