吃过晚饭,哄女儿睡下后,想到下午刚考完的试卷还没有批改。于是,我迅速坐到桌前,不知不觉,三个小时过去,等批改完最后一份试卷,已是深夜11点,却没有一丝睡意。看着惨不忍睹的成绩,一种巨大的失败感将我深深笼罩。二十年前师范毕业,我被分配到一所乡村小学,成为一名正式教师。日复一日的耕耘,送走了一批批学生,虽说不上桃李满天下,但教学成绩却一直居全镇前列。教学时间长了,静下心来,回想起和学生们走过的一年又一年,成功的喜悦、无言的感动却越来越少。有时,总会不由自主地对自己说,有谁会在乎你的付出,有谁会知道你深夜的辗转难 After dinner, to coax his daughter to sleep, think of the exam has just finished the afternoon papers have not yet approved. So, I quickly sat at the table, unknowingly, three hours passed, and so the last batch of papers revised, it is late at night 11, but without a trace of sleepiness. Looking at the terrible results, a great sense of failure I deeply shrouded. After graduating from normal school twenty years ago, I was assigned to a rural primary school and became an official teacher. Day after day hard work, sent a group of students, though not the world, but the teaching achievement has been ranked the forefront of the town. Teaching a long time, stop and come back, think of the year and a year passed by the students, the joy of success, speechless moved less and less. Sometimes, always involuntarily said to myself, who cares what you pay, who knows that you can not get away late at night