On-line explosion, Lu Jingwei “has been squeezed by his mentor all the year round, 365 days without rest”, and finally, because
he can not bear the burden of body and mind, chose to end his life in this extreme way.
When we are sad, we not only sigh, but also mostly students from 985 and 211 colleges and universities.
On March 26 this year, Tao Mou, a male graduate student of Wuhan University of Technology, jumped from a building and died. He said he could not
stand the pressure of his tutor. The last thing he said to his mother was, “Mom, I can’t stand it. I really
don’t know how to get rid of Mr. Wang Pan.” In this extreme event, Wang Pan, a teacher of Tao Mou, forced him to call himself “Daddy”.
At present, China’s graduate education adopts the “tutor responsibility system”, so the relationship between tutors and students is equal civil
subject, or the relationship between management and being managed, there are still some ambiguities.
It is difficult to prevent the abuse of supervisor’s power when the definition is not clear.
The “tutorial system” has also been criticized by more and more people. Looking at the extreme cases happened in recent years among
college students, especially among graduate students, we find that many of them are caused by the
relationship with their tutors. This is also the reason for a large part of the *** which has been banned repeatedly in Colleges and universities.
No wonder many people call directly “in front of the tutor, the domestic graduate students are too weak!” In our country, the graduate tutor also
has another name called “boss”. This title gives a vivid summary of the current situation. Current graduate tutors have the right of life and death
to some extent. Whether students can graduate smoothly or not is largely in the hands of tutors. The scientific research work is relatively narrow,
and the change of tutors means that the previous accumulation has no use, and may not necessarily be replaced, so new tutors need to bear the
corresponding risks. Therefore, even if there are unsatisfactory tutors, most graduate students
choose to be tolerant. It’s unbearable that we can only take extreme measures to break out, and the tragedy is thus bred.
At present, graduate students are generally required to participate in the projects applied for by tutors. Some tutors will give students
a small amount of labor costs, and some tutors “exploit in the name of teachers and apprentices”, the
cost is obviously disproportionate to the cost of students, or even no money, students as free labor force to use.
The protagonist Lu Jingwei’s family said: Lu Jingwei’s life and living were restrained by Lu Yanjun, Lu Jingwei had no time to eat and could
only be ordered to take out to the laboratory, almost all holidays Lu Jingwei had to work.
There have been two shocks caused by brain hypoxia due to hard work. Although what the family members say remains to be verified,
So what is the situation abroad? Some netizens compare their own personal experience: “This year is my third year of PhD in the United
States. In the past five semesters, I have worked as research assistant for three different professors. At the beginning of each academic year, the College
will sign a corresponding contract with us for the workload of 20 hours a week. One of the greatest feelings of graduate students abroad is that the rights and obligations of tutors
and students are clear, and the boundaries are clear. Of the three professors I served, none of them asked me to do extra academic work.
In order to avoid such tragedies happening again, it is time for China’s graduate training model to be reformed urgently.
Just after the winter solstice, the temperature in Zhaotong to Shanbao area of Yunnan has dropped to 56 degrees,
along the way pine trees have “put on” a layer of ice. In January 2018, a picture of a local student with a frost on his head was widely disseminated after media reports.
Wang Fuman, the protagonist of the picture, was called “Ice Flower Boy” and attracted attention.
A year has passed. How is the life of “Ice Flower Boy”? What changes have taken place in the Turn Shanbao Primary School where “
Ice Flower Boy” is located? Recently, people’s network reporters came to Zhaotong Ludian for a field visit.
Wang Fuman is optimistic and cheerful in school. Photography: Xu Qian
Wang Fuman’s new home, the whole family has moved in in June, the figure in the picture is Wang Fuman’s father, mother and grandmother. Photography: Xu Qian
The gate of Zhuanshan Bao Primary School was covered with frost. Photography: Zhang Qiang
The school has built a new dormitory for heating and water supply.
Last June, the Xiaomans moved into their new house. The new house is very big.
The entrance is the cement road. It only takes 10 minutes to walk along the cement road to Zhuanshanbao Primary School.
so life will surely get better and better in the future.” Wang Gangkui, Wang Fuman’s father, said with a laugh.
Wang Gangkui now works at a construction site in Kunming of the Third Bureau of China Construction.
He can weld and build bricks and walls. He earns about 200 yuan a day. In the local area, such income is middle-class.
As the year approached, Wang Gangkui returned from Kunming’s construction site to buy his New Year’s Goods.
Wang Fuman (first right) writes his homework in the classroom. Photography: Xu Qian
Nowadays, the classrooms of Zhuanshan Bao Primary School are equipped with high-power heating equipment. The school provides hot water uninterruptedly during the day.
Children will no longer write their homework red-handed in the classroom. At the same time, the school has built a new dormitory, and the students who are far away can stay in the school.
Once a “celebrity” Wang Fuman, many of the “first” in his life were engraved in 2018. In this year, Wang Fuman went to Beijing for the first time.
He was still studying hard. His ideal was still to be a policeman who caught bad people and to share his trip to Beijing with his classmates from time to time.
“Mathematics scores are in the top three in the class and the top five in the class. At present,
he is a member of the Labor Committee in the class and has a good relationship with his classmates.” Fu Heng, vice principal of Zhuanshanbao Primary School, said.
Located in the alpine mountainous area of Wumeng Mountain, the turning hill is winter for half a year. “From September to April and May of next year, it is cold and windy, and frosting of hair is common here.”
Tang Yadong, mayor of Xinjie Town, Ludian County, introduced that local workers erecting electric poles, peasants working in the fields,
and cadres working in poverty alleviation in villages and households. They also often “white” head, “Ice Boy” after the fire, they will be jokingly called “Uncle Ice Flower”.
After the “Ice Flower Boys” were concerned, various sectors of society donated money and materials to help poor local children.
Most of the donated materials are sports goods, clothing, heating equipment and so on. With these and government procurement, the local primary schools have improved the basic equipment of the school.
Zhuanshanbao Primary School has set up its own laboratory, art room and computer room, and electronic teaching materials are also used in the classroom.
Yunnan Youth Foundation also initiated the “Youth Warm Winter Action” in January 2018.
Up to now, Yunnan Youth Foundation has raised a total of 3471265.86 yuan in special donations,
with a funding standard of 500 yuan per person, benefiting 6943 families with financial difficulties mainly left-behind children in Yunnan Province, so that they can spend the winter warmly and happy New Year.
Zhuanshanbao Primary School. Photography: Zhao Li
Many local measures are taken to fight against poverty. Since 2018, Ludian County has steadfastly carried out household housing, industrial development, basic improvement, undertakings matching,
spiritual poverty alleviation and other work. It has achieved the listing of 15 poverty-stricken villages, with 4559 households and 17857 people out of poverty.
The incidence of poverty has dropped by 4.91 percentage points compared with the end of 2017.
Tang Yadong, mayor of Xinjie Town, also lamented that the total investment in poverty alleviation and fortification in Xinjie Town in recent two years far exceeded the total investment since the founding of the town. “
People’s life has been greatly improved. Ice Flower Boys will walk a good road and go to school, and their future life will be better and better. They will strive to get rid of poverty in 2019.”
In the newly built dormitory of the school, students from far away can live in the school, and Wang Fuman also chose to live in the school. Photography: Xu Qian
“The school has also built dormitories. The students who have traveled a long way can live in the school.
The quilts are all thicker. All of them are provided by the school.” Zhuanshan Bao is a deep poverty-stricken area in Zhaotong.
The accommodation condition of the school is much better than that of many students’families. At one time, parents asked the school if they could let their children live on weekends.
“The concern of the society makes students deeply feel the beauty of the world. The students’spiritual outlook has changed greatly. They have a clear goal when they get out of the mountains.
The students have planted seeds of dreams in their hearts, and the future can be expected.” Fu Heng commented on the students’changes.
We set out like prisoners off to their execution.
We left the house, went through the gate, entered the zoo.
It was early and the zoo hadn’t opened yet to the public.
Animal keepers and groundskeepers were going about theirwork. I noticed Sitaram, who oversaw the orang-utans, myfavourite keeper. He paused to watch us go by. We passedbirds, bears, apes, monkeys, ungulates, the terrarium house, therhinos, the
elephants, the giraffes.
We came to the big cats, our tigers, lions and leopards.
Babu, their keeper, was waiting for us. We went round anddown the path, and he unlocked the door to the cat house,which was at the centre of a moated island. We
entered. Itwas a vast and dim cement cavern, circular in shape, warmand humid, and smelling of cat urine. All around were greatbig cages divided up. by thick, green, iron
bars. A yellowishlight filtered down from the skylights. Through the cage exitswe could see the vegetation of the surrounding island, floodedwith sunlight. The cages were empty – save one: Mahisha, ourBengal tiger
Above the King’s Tower the great golden battle standard of House Baratheon cracked like a whip from the roof where Jon Snow had prowled with bow in hand not long ago,
slaying Thenns and free folk beside Satin and Deaf Dick Follard. Two queen’s men stood shivering on the steps, their hands tucked up into their armpits and their spears
leaning against the door. “Those cloth gloves will never serve,” Jon told them. “See Bowen Marsh on the morrow, and he’ll give you each a pair of leather gloves lined with fur.”
“We will, m’lord, and thank you,” said the older guard.
“That’s if our bloody hands aren’t froze off,” the younger added, his breath a pale mist. “I used to
think that it got
cold up in the
What did I know?”
Mr. Kumar looked up and saw me. He smiled and, onehand holding onto the railing, the other waving, signalled me tocome over.
This is interesting…” He was indicating the pit. “If we hadpoliticians like these goats and rhinos we’d have fewer
problemsin our country. Unfortunately we have a prime minister whohas the armour plating of a rhinoceros without any of its goodsense.”I didn’t know much about politics. Father and
Mothercomplained regularly about Mrs. Gandhi, but it meant little tome. She lived far away in the north, not at the zoo and not inPondicherry. But I felt I had to say something.
The white wolf ran from it, racing toward the cave of night where the sun had hidden, his breath frosting in the air. On
starless nights the great cliff was as black as stone, a darkness towering high above the wide world, but when the moon came out it shimmered pale and icy as a frozen stream. The wolf’s pelt was thick and
shaggy, but when the wind blew along the ice no fur could keep the chill out. On the other side the wind was colder still, the
wolf sensed. That was where his brother was, the grey brother who smelled of summer.
“Snow.” An icicle tumbled from a branch. The white wolf turned and bared his teeth. “Snow!” His fur rose bristling, as
the woods dissolved around him. “Snow, snow, snow!” He heard the beat of wings. Through the gloom a raven flew.
It landed on Jon Snow’s chest with a thump and a scrabbling of claws. “SNOW!” it screamed into his face.
“I hear you.” The room was dim, his pallet hard. Grey light leaked through the shutters, promising another bleak cold
day. “Is this how you woke Mormont? Get your feathers out of my face.” Jon wriggled an arm out from under his
blankets to shoo the raven off. It was a big bird, old and bold and scruffy, utterly without fear. “Snow,” it cried, flapping to
his bedpost. “Snow, snow.” Jon filled his fist with a pillow and let fly, but the bird took to the air. The pillow struck the wall and burst, scattering stuffing everywhere
just as Dolorous Edd Tollett poked his head through the door. “Beg pardon,” he said, ignoring the flurry of feathers, “shall I fetch m’lord some breakfast?”
“Corn,” cried the raven. “Corn, corn.”
“Roast raven,” Jon suggested. “And half a pint of ale.” Having a steward fetch and serve for him still felt strange; not long ago, it would have
been him fetching
breakfast for Lord