进入初中一年了，我也遇见了很多老师：温柔的语文老师、可爱的英语老师……还有“倔牛”一样的数学老师。
Entering junior high school for a year, I have also met many teachers: gentle Chinese teacher, lovely English teacher… … Also, there is; Stubborn Bull "; The same math teacher.
一次考试过后，我拿到了我的试卷。浏览错题时，发现了一道错题。我仔细算了几遍后，确定了我的答题正确。我信心满满的等待老师讲这道题。
After an exam, I received my paper. While browsing through the wrong questions, I discovered one. After careful calculation, I confirmed that my answer was correct. I am full of confidence waiting for the teacher to explain this question.
等到老师讲到这道题时，我没有举手，一下站起来说：“老师您这道题答案错了。”突然全班鸦雀无声，老师也停了下来，脸上已经没有了笑容，眉毛轻蹙：“这位同学，你的答案肯定是错的，不要打断老师讲课，你要是考好了都会了，就自己做作业，不要打扰别人听课。”“可是……”我还想再说些什么时候，老师挥挥手，让我坐下，不再给我说话的时间，我感到了几双带着讥笑的眼睛看着我，我的脸一下子红成了玫瑰花似的。我望向窗外，外面乌云密布的不见一点阳光。
When the teacher brought up this question, I didn't raise my hand. I stood up and said, '; Teacher, your answer to this question is incorrect. ” Suddenly, the whole class fell silent, and the teacher also stopped. His smile disappeared from his face, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly; This classmate, your answer is definitely wrong. Don't interrupt the teacher's lecture. If you do well in the exam, you will already know how to do it. Just do your homework by yourself and don't disturb others' listening. ” “ But… … ” When I wanted to say more, the teacher waved and let me sit down, giving me no more time to speak. I felt a few pairs of mocking eyes looking at me, and my face turned red like a rose. I looked out the window, where dark clouds were gathering and there was no sunlight.
下课前几分钟，我又把问题重复了提了一遍。老师很生气，眼睛瞪的大大的，眉毛拧成了一团，鼻子好像在喷火一样，活像一只夜叉。老师狠狠的数落了我一遍。我低着头，咬着唇，泪水在眼睛里打转，心想，为什么老师不肯相信我呢？终于，下课铃声救了我，但我心里开始有些怨恨数学老师了。
A few minutes before class ended, I repeated the question again. The teacher was very angry, with wide eyes, furrowed eyebrows, and a nose that seemed to be spewing fire, like a night fork. The teacher scolded me harshly once. I lowered my head, bit my lips, tears swirling in my eyes, thinking to myself, why doesn't the teacher believe me? Finally, the end of class bell saved me, but I began to harbor some resentment towards my math teacher.
我有些想要放弃了，但我又想：“不行，不能让大家记住错题。”我咬了咬牙，决定和数学老师做最后一次“战斗”。
I feel like giving up, but I also want to:; No, we can't make everyone remember the wrong questions. ” I gritted my teeth and decided to have one last time with my math teacher; Battle;.
第二天上数学课的时候，我有礼貌地举起了手，或许是因为我礼貌地举了手，老师终于让我站起来提问。我按捺住心中的狂喜，认真地再次重复了头天我的质疑，简单明了地阐述了我的思考解题过程。老师认真地听着，并不停地拿粉笔在黑板上计算着。仿佛那一瞬间，世界上只有我们两个人。片刻后，老师冲我一笑：“你是对的。”这一刻，班里发出了一片掌声。我的眼睛里有些发红，但心里却十分开心。仿佛卸下了一个包袱一样的轻松。窗外微风拂过，树枝轻轻摇动着，树叶发出哗哗地声响，好像也在为我鼓掌。
The next day in math class, I politely raised my hand, perhaps because of my polite gesture, and the teacher finally asked me to stand up and ask a question. I suppressed the ecstasy in my heart and earnestly repeated my doubts from the day before, explaining my thinking and problem-solving process in a simple and clear manner. The teacher listened attentively and kept counting on the blackboard with chalk. As if in that moment, there were only the two of us in the world. After a moment, the teacher smiled at me and said:; You are right. ” At this moment, the class burst into applause. My eyes are a little red, but I am very happy in my heart. It's as easy as unloading a burden. The gentle breeze outside the window blows, the branches sway gently, and the leaves make a rustling sound, as if they are also applauding for me.
从那以后，我和数学老师之间发生了一种微妙的关系。老师不仅教会了我知识，还不停鼓励我要勤于动脑，善于思考。他也还让我懂得了一个道理：在真理面前，不要放弃坚持。只有坚持，才会不断登攀高峰。
Since then, there has been a subtle relationship between me and my math teacher. My teacher not only taught me knowledge, but also constantly encouraged me to be diligent in using my brain and good at thinking. He also taught me a truth: in the face of truth, don't give up on persistence. Only by persisting can we constantly climb to new heights.