又是一个黄昏,当我像往常一样拖着疲惫的身子刚回到家,正读五年级的儿子就迎了上来:“妈妈,快看我的作文得奖了!”来不及接过作文本,却只是无力地摇摇头:“让妈妈休息一会再看吧!”“唉!真不知道你每天在忙些什么,无非就是上几节课,改几本作业,至于累成这样吗?”耳旁又响起了老公不屑的话语。是啊!所有人都只是看到了我们这个职业的令人尊重和羡慕的一个方面,没有人真正的体会过当今教师的苦辣酸甜。当一切都忙完后,我终于有时间好好欣赏儿子的大作—— It was another evening, when I was just as tired as the body dragged home, just read the fifth grade son approached: “” Mom, too late to take my composition of the text! “ , But just shy his head weakly: ”Let Mom rest for a while look!“ ”Oh! I really do not know what you are busy every day, nothing more than a few lessons, change a few jobs, as tired into Is this? "My ears sounded the words of her husband disdain. Yes, everyone just saw one respectable and enviable aspect of our profession. No one really understands the bittersweetness of today’s teachers. When everything is done, I finally have time to enjoy my son’s masterpiece -