Chapter 10 Flower Season and Rainy Season - Chapter 10 Free speech in this lesson

Teaching is an art, and those who do not know how to perform cannot be good middle school teachers. Mr. Jiang is wearing a new suit, happy and energetic as usual. I hope this class will be good. I hope that there will be no indifferent face or impatient eyes in the class. I hope that the students will finish the class. , I can really learn something. As soon as I walked into the classroom, my classmates suddenly yelled "Wow", and there was a round of applause: "Teacher, your new clothes suit you so well!" "So stylish, Teacher Jiang!" The teacher smiled, these students!

In this class, the teacher is talking about a revised passage in "Unit Knowledge and Training". Class is on. At this time, Wang Xiaotian raised his hand to speak. "Teacher, I don't think the revision of this article is very good. Especially at the end, the paragraph that the cobbler said is quite simple. 'Save your money and buy some exercise books. This is also my wish.' Hard Changing it to "You save this money to buy a few exercise books and learn more knowledge. In the future, we will build the four modernizations well, this is also our little wish!" It always makes people feel unreal."

Teacher Jiang was taken aback for a moment, and the students below were already talking about it. "Which cobbler would talk like that?" "That's right. The cobbler's language should be more simple." "I don't think there is anything wrong with choosing it as a textbook." "The textbooks are too old. It has been the same for decades." "It's pretty good to write like this, and write about the incomparable superiority of socialism! The country is red and red!" A rather poor voice. I originally planned to finish this article in one class, but it seems difficult to finish.Teacher Jiang thought for a while, closed the book, and said, "How about this, the students are free to speak in this class, and let's talk about their views on literary works."

When the teacher said this, the students who were noisy just now quieted down, and no one said anything. "Didn't you have a lively conversation just now? Come on, let's form a circle around the table, so that the atmosphere will be better!" After the students hurriedly surrounded the table, they looked at each other and laughed.On behalf of Lin Xiaoxu, Ke was the first to say: "Then let me start. I think the composition questions are too uniform now, such as "Unforgettable People", "The Most Significant Little Thing"). "The First Time...", There have been a few topics since elementary school, and they were repeated over and over again. The teacher also said that although this topic has been written, I am writing it again now, just to see if everyone’s level has improved. Since it is a topic that has been written, many students are not interested in writing the second one. It’s the third time, how can I improve?”

As soon as Lin Xiaoxu finished speaking, Xie Xinran said: "We write these compositions too stereotyped. When we write about a good friend, it must be good at the beginning, and there must be contradictions in the middle. If something breaks his beloved thing, he wants to write it. I apologize, I misunderstood his kindness, and the ending is that he is leaving this place and giving me something. I feel deeply guilty and miss him; writing about one thing, such as doing something good, must be "I 'Why didn't I want to do it at first, when the red scarf on my chest fluttered in the wind, I thought of myself as a Young Pioneer and so on, and then I did this good deed, and I felt very happy. So if I didn't wear the red scarf that day, wouldn't I not have done this good deed Is it? We have been writing like this since we were young, especially in elementary school, it is even more the same. The composition of foreign students may not have any depth, and the meaning may not be profound, but their writing is very real and has its own things.”

"We like to write something of our own. Once in junior high school, the teacher asked us to write a free composition, but the quality of the composition this time was higher than any other time." Lin Xiaoxu continued. “It takes more than the classroom to improve your writing.” "Do you still remember the article "A Precious Shirt" we learned? I think it's too much of a fuss. It's normal for the Prime Minister to pay for a piece of clothing if it is damaged. It should be, so why make such a fuss? !" "To be honest, I think our textbooks are quite 'Left'. Although they have been changed many times, they still change their contents. Now it is a market economy, and the planned economy is still in the political textbooks, which is too out of date. It’s out of step, and it’s too one-sided in its assessment of capitalism.”

Gradually, the topics of the students jumped out of the textbooks and talked about the authors and works they were interested in. "I don't like vague poems. I remember a poetry magazine once published such a poem, the full text is densely packed with only one word 'net', is this also called poetry? It's too vague!" Xiao Yao said.He read a lot of ancient poems since childhood, admired Li Bai and liked Du Fu.My favorite is "ghost" Li He. "I think Tang Poetry and Song Ci are better, such as 'The desert is solitary, the long river falls into the sun', and 'Scattered into mud and dust, only the fragrance is the same', they are all very well written. Compared with many poems now, I don’t know. How many times stronger. Some modern poems, you don’t know what it says until you read it three times, and you don’t know what it said after three times!

"Modern poetry and ancient poetry have their own advantages and disadvantages, and they are interesting only if they can't understand them!" "Hazy doesn't mean obscure!" "Mr. Lu Xun once said that if you don't have extraordinary talent, it's best not to write poems. All good poems have been written by the people of the Tang Dynasty." "Roland's works are good and light, but the artistic conception is strong." "Writing books for today's middle school students is too boring. No one wrote them before, but now a lot of people are rushing to write them. It's either puppy love or a generation gap. It seems that middle school students don't have anything else except puppy love and quarrels with teachers and parents. In fact, today's middle school students have high aspirations and pursuits."

"I think there is nothing to write about in middle school. It's unremarkable. Apart from studying or studying, writers don't have much material." "Amalgamation of similar items: college students 'the favored son of heaven', elementary school students 'flowers of the motherland'. What about middle school students? The only thing that can be hooked is puppy love. This is not what I said, it was written in the newspaper. However, middle school students' dating" is It's serious!" Yu Fa said, looking at Wang Xiaotian and Liu Xia. "But this is not the mainstream of middle school life after all." Xin Ran said.

"There are still not as many people who fall in love with each other early." Liu Qing said. "Girls are luckier than boys. Look, "Long Live the Youth", "The Love of the Bean Bandit", "The Girl in Red", and "The Missing Female Middle School Student" are all about girls, but what about us boys..." "There's a "Delinquent," someone interrupted him. The whole class burst into laughter. "What does this mean?" Wang Xiaotian sprang up again, "It means that the life of male high school students cannot be based on writing, but must be based on experience."

What responded to him was bursts of applause from the boys. Immediately, a girl said: "I can't eat grapes at all, saying that grapes are sour." "Speaking of Qiong Yao, Yan Qin and the others, they are out of fashion for a long time now. It's boring. They are all written by talented scholars and beautiful women, and the content is similar; Cen Kailun's books are even more so. The male protagonists are all rich and handsome, handsome and suave, and the female protagonists are all young ladies. , extraordinary beauty. How can there be so many such things in the world." "On the contrary, Sanmao's works are better. There are gentle winds and rains in life, ups and downs in life, perceptual knowledge of life, and rational exploration of life. In addition, Sanmao has a saying that I am convinced-"Even if it is not successful, it will not Blank...'" Lin Xiaoxu is an admirer of Sanmao. "I used to hear about Sanmao and her works, but I didn't read them. After she committed suicide, I read her works. She has great enthusiasm for life, and she can write about the monotonous and difficult life in the desert with fullness. Vitality, but why is she so weak that she wants to commit suicide?" Liu Xia said. "Perhaps people who have reached her level of thinking have no boundaries between life and death. Life is death, and death is life." "This is meaningless and irresponsible!" Girls talk about Sanmao, Luo Lan, Xi Murong, Qiong Yao, a long list of female writers, very few of them are from mainland China. The boys talked about Wang Shuo and his "ruffian literature", about Nietzsche and "Superman", about Jin Yong, Liang Yusheng and martial arts novels. Every student's speech permeates their understanding of the problem. 16 years old is an age worthy of attention, and both body and personality tend to be stereotyped. "Reading tendency is an external manifestation of mental activity."Teacher Jiang looked at this group of energetic students, as if meeting them for the first time. "Jin Yong craze" and "Guozhen craze" hit the campus; Liang Shiqiu and Lin Yutang's essays are kept in their hands; What do you think, but the middle school students don't take it seriously, enjoy themselves, still go their own way, still read loudly, and still be full of vitality. At this time, it was already past school time.Everyone's interest has not diminished, and they are still discussing with great interest, from poetry to novels; from Chinese literature to foreign works; from classical literature and art to stream of consciousness.Topics are constantly changing and jumping. Yes, a class must not only give students knowledge, but also let them know how to read.If the teacher himself is passionate and inspired, he can do this.Therefore, Mr. Jiang waited for tomorrow with confidence. It's not a human brain, it's a computer Teacher Sun, who teaches mathematics, has already set his sights on Liu Xia.Liu Xia's parents went to court for several days, and Liu Xia's mind was full of this matter.At this time, Xie Xinran, who was sitting next to her, secretly handed her a small note. "Be careful. The teacher has been paying attention to you for a long time. She is talking about 'The cosine of the sum and difference of two angles', P102." Startled, Liu Xia hurriedly sat up straight, and immediately turned to that page, just now finding the formula.The teacher called her by her name. Liu Xia stood up, and the teacher really asked this question. so close!Fortunately, I have seen it!Liu Xia said it loudly.The teacher nodded.She sat down and exchanged a mysterious and knowing glance with Xinran. Teacher Sun is wearing a pair of big dark glasses.The students all confirmed that she lacked a laughing nerve, it was a quiet, serious and indifferent face.It is impossible to tell Teacher Sun's age.She seems never young, and she will never be old. Teacher Sun didn't see the restlessness in the class. She posed a question on the blackboard: "This is an additional question, which is a bit difficult. I will ask the students to do it on the blackboard." Teacher Sun only looked at Chen Ming.She has always been full of confidence in Chen Ming, just as she was about to call Chen Ming's name, Xie Xinran suddenly raised her hand. Teacher Sun nodded at her. Xie Xinran wrote "x, y, z, +, -, ×, ÷," almost an entire blackboard.Teacher Sun nodded slightly. When Yu Fa saw the teacher nodding, he hurriedly echoed: "Xie Xinran, you are so eye-catching! You did the same thing as me!" Whenever anyone was praised or did something right, Yu Fa would speak loudly: "Same as me, me too, I Too!" "Yes, yes, you did it right!" Mr. Sun nodded repeatedly, and finally there was a smile on his face.While reviewing the questions, she said: "The basic knowledge is very solid, which shows that you have a firm grasp of the knowledge you have learned, and your thinking is very rigorous and well organized. I think many students do the same!" Teacher Sun looked around the class.It was found that Chen Ming was leaning on the back of the chair, looking at the calculation on the blackboard for a while.Looking at the teacher for a while, his eyes are full of absolute confidence and a bit of a challenge.Teacher Sun asked: "Chen Ming, did you do this?" "no." "No?" Teacher Sun looked at Chen Ming strangely, and the students also looked at Chen Ming. "You do it." Teacher Sun said, and at the same time took a piece of chalk and handed it over. Chen Ming stepped forward, took the chalk, and calculated it without hesitation, and finished it in a dozen lines.Before the students understood, he had already stepped off the podium.At this time, Teacher Sun called to him: "This is no longer the level of a freshman in high school. A lot of knowledge in the third year of high school is used here. Have you learned it?" The corners of Chen Ming's mouth turned up slightly: "If you have nothing to do, just flip through the textbooks of the third year of high school." Mr. Sun knew that he was definitely not just flipping through things casually.Chen Mingtai made her happy. "Good! Good! Very good! This solution is simple and clear!" The students also praised it with "tsk tut", and Yu Fa gave him a thumbs up. He kept saying, "Computer! It's not a human brain, it's a computer!" The students all laughed.Wang Xiaotian joked: "Yu Fa, this time he didn't do the same as you, did he?" "Almost, almost," Yu Fa didn't blush at all. Except for Chen Ming's expression of disdain for Yu Fa's flattery.It was difficult to find his inner feelings at this time from his face. He still had a calm face, which is definitely something that can only be achieved by a consistently excellent student. Teacher Sun glanced at Yu Fa.He looked at Chen Ming again and said, "If you are half as good as Chen Ming, I will burn incense and kowtow." Yu Fa scratched the back of his head: "That's so embarrassing, I can't bear it. I can't bear to ask the teacher to kowtow to me, so let's avoid it!" "You should learn more from Chen Ming. It's not easy, it's really not easy!" The teacher nodded frequently while speaking. Chen Ming, an outstanding student who was praised by Teacher Sun for his outstanding performance in math class, was criticized in the second political class. camels in the flock Chen Ming never took political classes seriously, and what he despised most was political classes.Love Wu as much as Wu, and probably hate Wu as well. Chen Ming and the "Marxist-Leninist old lady" who taught politics looked down on her. In fact, "Granny Ma" is well-deserved to teach politics, and her attire is the standard "teaching politics".She has short hair in a 30-70s, and then uses a big clip to fasten the long side behind the ears. It is exactly the hairstyle of the Ten Departments of the Women's Federation in the 1970s; she never wears skirts, and she wears straight-leg trousers even on hot days. It makes people wonder if her legs are overgrown or have scars or something.what she wears.In Shenzhen, apart from occasionally catching one or two on campus.It is rare in the market. Everyone attaches great importance to the class of "Grandma Ma", but there are not many people who pay attention to the lectures in class.Most of the good grades in the political class are obtained by cramming. "Today, we will teach Lesson Nine." The teacher wrote the title on the blackboard in big letters.Just turn the book to page 78, and then start theory after theory. Chen Ming "frankly" opened an algebra reference book he got from nowhere and started to do the questions. Yu Fa is sorting out the stock quotes on the BP machine in a notebook: "01" 24. "02" 16...Yu Fa calculated and planned to buy stocks after class.Now it is very different from the early days. People don’t have to go to the stock exchange, because the telephone automatic entrustment trading has been implemented, and it can be done with one phone call, which is very convenient.Look at his fascination, at first glance, he really seems to be taking notes seriously. In order to speculate in stocks, Yu Famen went to buy a BP player, but sometimes he forgot to turn it off.The BP machine suddenly rang during class, and many people were dissatisfied.Liu Xia sneered: "Don't think that it's prestige to have a BP machine. People say that the person with a BP machine is either a driver or a pheasant. What kind of chicken are you?" There were several pieces of letter paper under Liu Qing’s notebook. She held the gold pen bought by Liu Mei and wrote: “Dear second sister, hello! After a while, I changed to a ballpoint pen to copy what was written on the blackboard. Pull down a little to cover the paper to cover people's eyes and eyes, and look up at the teacher from time to time to decide whether to write a letter or take notes next. In this way, when the get out of class is over, the notes are available and the letter can be sent. The political teacher also saw that the following "situation" was wrong.She said: "Don't think that politics is not important. Think about how mainland students learn. Many of you are also from the mainland. Do you remember the learning atmosphere in the mainland? What about you—the level is quite different!" The political teacher said these words all the time, talking about how the students she taught in the mainland were so capable. Most of the students restrained a lot after listening to the teacher's words.But Chen Ming disliked these things, and he disdained them: "The mainland is good, why don't you stay in the mainland and come to Shenzhen."It's not for money, for the preferential treatment in Shenzhen, hypocrisy!The political teacher's words always made people feel that he looked down on Shenzhen students, especially the local children, which intensified his antagonism towards the political teacher. After a while.The classroom was in chaos. "Yu Fa, tell me, what is the first of the seven evils?" This is the teacher's trick, and it is also the "killer weapon" that many teachers use to deal with chaotic situations.Yu Fa, who was concentrating on comparing stock market prices, heard his name.Immediately put the BP machine into the table display drawer, stood up pretending to be very calm, but kept looking around and asking for help from the suffering brothers and sisters.Other students know that the teacher is "killing chickens", and they dare not "scratch their ears and scratch their heads" anymore. "This question——" Yu Fa pretended to understand, and stretched out these words, but he kicked Xiao Yao's chair vigorously. "It's in the answer book." Yu Fa made trouble on purpose, causing the students to roar with laughter. At this time, the rescuers have found the answer: "Page 80, paragraph 3." After being prompted, Yu Fa found it and immediately read aloud: "...prostitution and whoring." "Sit down!" The teacher knew that Yu Fa's answer was not his, but he couldn't pick anything out, so he gave Yu Fa a blank look, signaling Yu Fa to pay attention.For Chen Ming, the teacher knew what he was doing.I just don't want to talk about it.For such students, they can only turn a blind eye and close one eye.Anyway, he always comes first in exams. "Prostitution and whoring refers to..." the teacher was about to explain, when someone snickered and asked evasively, "Do you understand?" This is a question that does not need to be answered, but someone suddenly said loudly: "Understood!" It was Yu Fa, who had just asked the teacher a question, and to show that he was listening carefully, he shouted as if to express his determination. The teacher came over and said half-jokingly and half-sarcastically: "Oh, even the teacher doesn't understand this, but you do." At this moment, it was like a pot was boiling in the classroom, and they were laughing coyly before.Forget about it now.Some classmates took the opportunity to boo.Yu Fa, who never knew what was going on with his blushing, was also coaxed into blushing. After the class is over, the teacher assigns homework and asks the students to do it.Everyone also put away their idle books and began to do the questions on the letter paper, but Chen Ming didn't do it and was still doing algebra. The teacher approached and knocked on his desk as a reminder, without saying anything.Generally speaking, teachers always save face with such students. Chen Ming didn't move, the algebra problem he was thinking about was about to take shape. "Why don't you do your homework?" When asked by the teacher, Chen Ming's thoughts on the algebra problem became confused, and he said in a fit of anger, "I don't know how to do it." The teacher was a little surprised, how could Chen Ming, who is usually very cautious in speaking and doing things, be like this.Quickly said softly: "Then you should listen carefully in class." "Can't understand." Facing such an impolite and arrogant student, the teacher was very angry. She sneered and said, "Don't be too arrogant. I have seen a lot of students like you. You can only be regarded as a camel among the sheep. What's the big deal?" Yes, compared with mainland students. It’s just a frog in the bottom of a well. You know what Beijing’s candidates for the college entrance examination this year said, “The exam questions are too easy, and there is no chance for us to show our talents.” Who of you dare to say such a thing? I teach in the mainland How many people have studied better than you and are more powerful than you. But there has never been one as arrogant as you..." One generation is one day Faced with the different evaluations of a student by two teachers, Teacher Jiang didn't know how to answer.First, the mathematics teacher praised Chen Mingyitong in front of Mr. Jiang: "There are too few students who study in a down-to-earth manner now!" Then the political teacher said angrily: "It's too outrageous. People who are only a little older should study hard." Being so defiant, how will you behave in the future! It seemed necessary to talk to Chen Ming again.Now is school time, Chen Ming must be in the classroom.Teacher Jiang walked to the door of the classroom and saw Chen Ming inside.Teacher Jiang hesitated for a moment.U-turn to go. "Teacher Jiang." Chen Ming called to stop him. The teacher turned around: "Oh, Chen Ming. Won't you go home?" "You looking for me?" The teacher was a little strange: "So, you are waiting for me?" "That's right. The political teacher has looked for you, right?" "Then you can guess that the math teacher also looked for me." Chen Ming smiled slyly. "Then why are you leaving again?" "I'm afraid we can't talk again." Teacher Jiang deliberately used the word "can't talk", which means "can't talk" in Cantonese. "I don't understand." Chen Ming concluded with certainty. Teacher Jiang felt warm in his heart. He didn't expect the word "understanding" to come from Chen Ming's mouth. He always felt that there was something missing in this top student.I often hear teachers and classmates talking about Chen Ming being too mature, but Teacher Jiang thinks that all this shows that Chen Ming is immature.True.Teacher Jiang admitted that this was just a feeling, and he didn't understand Chen Ming. "Maybe I'm sophisticated, but I'm not hypocritical. I don't want to take advantage of anyone, let alone be used by others." In his eyes, perhaps the relationship between people is a relationship of using and being used.Students use teachers to learn knowledge, and teachers use students to get wages. "Is there no other good feelings besides these?" Teacher Jiang asked. "Maybe. But I didn't feel it." Chen Ming thought of the words that the political teacher often said, and he felt disgusted.This kind of disgust is accumulated in the body, and it is usually covered by the praise and praise of the teachers, including the political teacher. Once this kind of praise and praise is lost, the accumulated disgust will become impulsive.He doesn't like or even disgust others' exaggerated praise and praise for him, but he is unwilling and unable to accept others' accusations.He is full of contradictions in his heart, which leads to his disobedience; a feeling of dissatisfaction and rebellion needs to be vented, although it is very short-lived, it allows him to obtain a psychological balance. Someone seems to have said: "It was the eyes of others that ruined me. How many beautiful feelings and ideals were killed by other people's eyes; and how much vanity and hypocrisy were slowly rising under the eyes of others." No reason. "Chen Ming, why do you see the problem so clearly?" Teacher Jiang laughed. "My eyes are weird." Chen Ming said cynically, "People see the red sun, but I see sunspots." Chen Ming shrugged his shoulders and replaced the unfinished words, which really meant that the world was drunk and I was alone.after.Walked away with head held high as usual. Teacher Jiang has been listening attentively. The inner world of the students is really rich and complex. To understand them, one must go deep into this inner world. Teacher Jiang hoped that Chen Ming would continue the conversation, open his heart, and talk about his emotions, but before Teacher Jiang approached, the top student tightly closed the gap that had just been opened. This generation of students is indeed different from their generation.The new era shapes a new generation of middle school students.A generation is a heaven.Teacher Jiang is full of things he doesn't know at the moment, but he knows that if he wants to get in touch with the students once or twice, he will know everything about the students.That would be dead wrong.Because middle school students are inherently uncertain, they may say that it is daytime in the morning, but they stubbornly think it is night in the afternoon. what is life From Jiuzhong to Gushui Village, you have to pass through an overpass and a large farmers' market. Shenzhen is still warm in December.There is no winter in Shenzhen.People in Shenzhen call winter "golden autumn".Chen Ming was wearing a leather jacket.It was brought to him by his aunt from Hong Kong.Judging by his clothes, Chen Ming is still a trendy person, but his thoughts... Today Chen Ming contradicted the political teacher very unceremoniously.All the classmates and teachers were in an uproar. How could Chen Ming, who has always been wise and cautious, be so "sharp".Just like British football, it is played so fiercely, which is contrary to the politeness and gentlemanly demeanor of the British.In fact, even Chen Mingji was asking himself, was he himself at that moment in the political class? The vegetable market in the evening is still bustling.After five or six o'clock, the price of meat and vegetables will drop sharply, and the locals who have always paid attention to fresh food will disdain this.Most of the visitors at this time are "new immigrants". The vegetable market was very crowded, and Chen Ming had to jump off his bicycle and push it around.It is not easy to walk among the bustling crowd.Chen Ming kept ringing the bell, trying to carve a way out of the crowd. suddenly.Chen Ming's car bell stopped, and he saw the political teacher squatting on the ground bargaining with the vegetable vendor. "Didn't the lettuce go up to one yuan and two yesterday, why did it rise to one yuan and six today?" "One market per day, and it sold for two yuan and five in the morning!" "Sell it for one yuan and three?" "I can't buy it. At least one yuan and five." After a lot of verbal battles, they finally sold for one piece and four pieces. "It's clearly two catties and two liang. Why do you call it two and a half catties?" The political teacher took out a spring scale and said. The teacher quarreled with the vegetable seller.A few vegetable buyers nearby also condemned the peddler's behavior of shorting the weight: "You are messing with the scale head, we need to find the industrial and commercial personnel!" In Chen Ming's eyes, a political teacher should be a person who does not eat the fireworks of the world.Only small citizens are keen on fighting with vegetable vendors for a few dollars.Their usual gentleness and elegance are gone here. The teacher took the vegetables and straightened his waist, and Chen Ming hurriedly stepped aside.He was afraid that if he met the teacher at this time, both parties would be embarrassed. When Chen Ming saw another side of the mundane life of the political teacher, it brought him closer to the teacher.He was a little fortunate that everyone was the same.Teachers don't just reprimand students on the podium, they also have to live, and they have to run around for "dairy rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea". He thought of his contradicting in the politics class, and felt a little guilty. He felt guilty for contradicting such a life-oriented teacher.This kind of feeling is by no means something that can be taught by a political teacher or any other teacher's long speeches. The political teacher squatted down in front of a vendor again, picking vegetables that were no longer fresh and no longer expensive.At this time, Chen Ming's sympathy for her had replaced his resentment towards her. Chen Ming suddenly felt that the winter in Shenzhen was also very cold, so he couldn't help but put up the collar of his jacket, and turned the front of the car to avoid driving. There was a photography exhibition ahead, and many people surrounded it.Chen Ming passed by and stopped.There was a photo that attracted him: a little boy in open crotch pants, under the blue sky, holding a slingshot in one hand and sucking in the other, looking at people with big round eyes in distress.The title of the photo is: "What is life". Yeah, what the hell is life?Chen Ming asked himself. On that day, on my father's 50th birthday, many people were invited, and there was a banquet in the hall. There were punches and toasts, so it was very lively.Chen Ming was lying on the bed alone, with his eyes closed, and his mind was "a mess: what do people live for? Why do they live? What is the purpose of life? What is the end of life? What is life?" For a long time, for a long time, I still don’t know why, I just feel boring. The 16-year-old world is full of spring, birds and flowers, but he doesn’t. He has no friends. I don’t know if he isolated his classmates, or the classmates isolated him. His classmates never had a close friendship with him, and they only talked when they asked him for advice. He never went to any classmates’ house, and never brought his classmates home to play. activities". My sister was very surprised and asked him: "Mingzi, why don't you have any friends?When I was a student, I had many 'buddies'. "He never cares about the phone. Ninety-nine percent of the calls to him are to ask about homework. After the question, either he or the other party take the initiative to say "Bye bye" and hang up the phone. Over time, when Chen Ming was with his classmates, he unexpectedly I don't know what to say. Chen Ming thought about it, and felt that he was too worthless, so depressed.He wants to do business.He wants to be like Lei Zhenzi, "In an instant, the wind rang to the sky, and in an instant, thunder filled the sky." He is very conceited and inferior.Maybe his motivation is low self-esteem.Adler believed that the formation of human personality stems from the existence of "inferiority emotion", and Chen Ming agreed that all human cultures are based on inferiority complex. Chen Ming stood there dumbfounded, and also looked at the little boy in the photo in distress: What is life?Is this life?What is the life of Mr. Jiang and Mr. Politics like?What is the life of the students?