大学里的人物精选2篇

日子过的可真快，一个暑假一晃而过。我将进入那期望已旧的城里的学校里去上学，而父亲却还在田里劳作。他忙完这头忙那头。火辣辣的太阳照在他的头上，汗水滴滴嗒塔直流，我劝他，也想帮他，可他却死僵着，让我自己在家里看书。他说我的任务是学习。我想他的任务是无声无息的劳作。

午饭时，父亲还没等洗手，便端起他哪个特别大的碗飞快的吃起来。可能是一天的劳累，而我却在一旁细细品味。两大碗下肚后，他一边盛饭，一边说：“三儿，今天下午我送你到城里报名，东西都收拾好了吗？”“恩！都收拾好了，你还是别去了吧1山路又窄，你有劳累了一天，我自己一个人能行。”他把碗放到桌上，怒道：“怎么，你还放心不下你父亲的身子骨，可别说这点山路，我当年走过的桥比你吃过的盐还多！”当年，可惜，你已经老了。我心里不禁想到，经过一翻争执后，我们商量一人挑一段路。这样父亲回轻松一些。

父亲挑着重重的担子上路了一天的劳累足以让他疲惫。双脚在路上磨的通红，汗水滴滴嗒嗒直流。“爸！还是让我来吧！您都累成这样了”。我不忍心的叫道。他顿了一下，却装做没听见，欲大步向前沉重的担子却阻止他，他只得小步向前。我追上去，想夺过担子，却被他拦在一旁。“臭小子，你懂个啥？你年纪还小，更我比力气，你还差远了！自己不要累到了，到了城里好好读书，给父母争口气，待会儿，到了城里，你就说我是你叫的棒棒，免得城里人笑话你。”听到这里，我不禁一阵心寒：“我不小了，都十七、八了，我能挑。你是我父亲，我不会拿你去为我的名誉做炫耀的踏脚石，我会以你为豪，我的父亲是不倒的巨人。到了城里，我会好好读书，将来也一定会把你接到城里去，我要让你们和我一起过好日子！”

父亲继续向前走，晶晶发亮的泪水拌着汗水落下，我望着父亲的背影，仿佛我永远也跟不上他的脚步，即使他是拖者干瘦的身躯。

我在山的外头，父亲在山的里头。何时，我才能让父亲走出山头？

Perhaps the most vital person I have ever met is an Italian professor of philosophy who teaches at the University of Pisa.Although I last met this man eight years ago， I have not forgotten his special qualities.

First of all，I was impressed by his devotion to teaching. Because his lectures were always well-prepared and clearly delivered， students swarmed into his classroom. His followers appreciated the fact that he believed in what he taught and that he was intellectually stimulating.Furthermore， he could be counted on to explain his ideas in an imaginative way，introducing such aids to understanding as paintings， recordings，pieces of sculpture， and guest lecturers.

Once he even sang a song in class to illustrate a point. Second， I admired the fact that he would confer with students outside of the classroom or talk with them on the telephone. Drinking coffee in the snack bar， he would easily make friends with students. Sometimes he would challenge a student to a game of chess. At other times， he would join groups to discuss subjects ranging from astronomy to scuba diving. Many young people visited him in his office for academic advice； others came to his home for social evenings.

Finally，I was attracted by his lively wit. He believed that no class hour is a success unless the students and the professor share several chuckles and at least one loud laugh.Through his sense of humor， he made learning more enjoyable and more lasting.If it is true that life makes a wise man smile and a foolish man cry，then my friend is truly a wise man. Probably the best example of his wit is this bit of wisdom with which he once ended a lecture：“It is as dangerous for man to model himself upon his invention， the machine，as it would be for God to model Himself upon His invention.”

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