泽熙美文When I was in high school, there was a teacher who taught me more than that in class. He was a very kind boy, 4 or 5 years older than us and taught us geography.
We all liked to take his class, though geography was not our major course. What impressed me a lot was his grace. You could see him always smiling. He got angry only when we were too noisy in class.after class,he often played soccer with us. He used to be a very believable defender and never fouled on any of us.
We all liked to call him "teacher miao" and he was just like a friend, not a teacher.his sonsy personality inspired me to be kind to everyone I met.that was my well-beloved "teacher miao".
