Why am I here to teach?
Do you know the legend of Narcissus?
A youth who knelt daily beside a lake to contemplate his own beauty. He was so fascinated by himself that, one morning, he fell into the lake and drowned. At the spot where he fell, a flower was born, which was called the narcissus.
But this was not how the author of the book ended the story.
When Narcissus died, the goddesses of the forest appeared and found the lake, which had been fresh water, transformed into a lake of salty tears.
“Why do you weep?”The goddesses asked. “I weep because, each time he knelt beside my banks, I could see, in the depths of his eyes, my own beauty reflected.”
For me, teaching is a mirror .I put the writers you are not familiar with in front of you. Through me, you can know the writes and know yourself. This is the meaning of eduation.If you can see the beauty of Chinese though my depths of eyes , this is my pleasure.