"What are you thinking about?"
Song Yi took a look at the small wooden barrel on the grass to the right of He Shiling. How could she have this? No way? ! What a coincidence.
"Brother, how do you combine making up for weaknesses and exploiting strengths to avoid weaknesses?" He Shiling didn't look back and looked at the lake in front of him, "Aren't these two contradictory?"
"It seems that someone has asked you a question? Who is the owner of this bucket?" Song Yi smiled, pointed at the bucket, and looked at He Shiling. The sister in front of him was more rational and calm than children of the same age. She has a calm temperament and is used to smiling slightly, making it difficult for people to see what she is thinking.
At first glance, it always seems friendly and easy to approach, but when you get closer, you find that there is always a little distance between you. Neither warm nor distant, even though he had watched her grow up, he still felt like neither close nor far.
Is she reflecting on herself? Song Yi couldn't help but smile and sat next to He Shiling.
"I've met an expert." He Shiling smiled and took the strange keg, "It's a unique work."
"Indeed."
Song Yi took it, looked around, and compared it with his hands. He found that Teacher Ke's craftsmanship was still the same as it had been for ten years. The width and height were the same as before. Even the color of the woolen rope on the handle had not changed. It was changed, and the small characters on the two barrel boards were actually the words and positions of that year.
Teacher Ke has taken a liking to his sister. She really has a good eye! Recalling the situation when he received the bucket, it took him a summer vacation and a semester to understand the meaning of the bucket.
"Brother, do you know the meaning of the barrel?" He Shiling turned her head and guessed when she saw the recalling expression on Song Yi's face.
"know a little."
"I hope I won't hesitate to teach you."
"From an individual point of view, there are indeed some contradictions between making up for shortcomings and exploiting strengths and avoiding weaknesses. Like this bucket, how can it make up for the shortcomings on its own? But if it is put into a whole or a group, it is a good combination. You Look, if you cut off a section of the longest board and fill it up to where the second shortest board is parallel, then the heights of the several boards will be almost equal, and the problem will be solved. Just like the classmates in the class, Each has their own strengths, and if they are reasonably mobilized and complement each other, they can not only give full play to their respective strengths, but also bring glory to the entire class.”
Expand from a single individual to a collective, a whole? It turns out that this can be done? ! !
He Shiling glanced at Song Yi thoughtfully. Her brother was a Chinese teacher and head teacher. So, it seemed that suddenly, something had become clear. Strengthening the weak? ! complement each other. Oh I got it.
"You don't need me to remind you of the rest." Song Yi looked at the expression on He Shiling's face. She looked very energetic. He didn't know what he was thinking about. According to his old classmate Ding Kailing, this sister He is also a minor celebrity in Yunling. "What did you think of?"
"What happened in the school." He Shiling paused for a moment and found that Song Yi seemed to be more interested in waiting for the next chapter, "The separation into classes without warning, the criticism from the school meeting, the missing old class, the students who were partial to subjects, the slow Paced course schedule.”
"Oh! Then has your history teacher changed?"
"History teacher?" He Shiling looked at Song Yi and found that the latter had held a pebble in his left hand and was looking at the river and making gestures.
"Yes, the deputy leader of our school's history research group, Teacher Tan Xiling, was forcibly recruited by your principal Cao. It is said that he will be a substitute teacher for one semester. Oh, it has sunk again." Song Yi threw the pebble in his hand, " Don’t you know? I’ve already gone to register and teach you second grade students. Isn’t it your class?”
"Oh?" He Shiling suddenly remembered that there was an extra history class. During the vacation, Yi Lingfei also said, has history changed? It seems that Lao Wen will be "unemployed" this semester. "No."
"Teacher Tan's class is very magical. Once you listen to it, you will fall in love with her class." Song Yi picked up another pebble and gestured with it in his hand, "That's right. I heard that you didn't enter the special class. , it was because of math that I scored 51 points, oh, no, I missed 60 points."
"Brother, is there anything else you don't know?" He Shiling smiled, but he seemed to know everything. He also knew this, but he still had a funny expression on his face, "Are you the kind of brother you are? "
"Hahaha." Song Yi laughed, opened his arms and approached He Shiling, "Come on, brother, give me a hug."
"No." He Shiling hid behind, "I'm not seven years old."
"Even if you are seventy years old, you can't change the reality of my sister." Song Yi stretched out his right hand and hugged He Shiling's shoulder. "When can you act like a little girl, be willful, act coquettishly, and act mischievously?"
"I'm seventeen." He Shiling didn't hide away anymore, resting her head on Song Yi's shoulder, closing her eyes and basking in the sun, "Many years have passed."
"Yes, it's been ten years," Song Yi smoothed He Shiling's short hair with his hands, "In the blink of an eye, you are seventeen."
Yes, ten years have passed since the last time Song Yi held her. Ten years ago, when she was still a child, she asked innocently, Brother, I heard that you are a teacher, can you still hug me in the future?
Ten years ago, Song Yi graduated from university and returned to Lingnuo Middle School to teach. "I'm your brother, so I can hug you all the time." Song Yi laughed, picked her up, put her on his neck, and spun her around. The laughter of the two people rang out in the courtyard at the same time, and their laughter shocked everyone in the courtyard. little bird.
In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed. She is no longer the seven-year-old girl she once wanted to hug, and her brother has also grown from the young boy back then to a super-excellent teacher at Lingnuo Middle School, and has already established a career and a family.
The weeping willows beside me were swaying in the breeze, and a slightly warm spring breeze passed by. The green lake in front of me flowed forward with the broken shadow of the sun. On the other side of the lake, under the afternoon sun, the trees It looks particularly green, and spring is getting closer.
"The water in the lake is clear in February, and the spring grass is also affectionate." Looking at the scenery in front of him, he couldn't help but recall two poems. Song Yi raised his hand and caught the weeping willow that was blowing by. The willow tip still gently slid over He Shiling's head. .
"The poet's beautiful scenery is in the New Year, and the green willows are only half yellow." He Shiling turned her head and saw the willow branches that almost touched her, "Brother, can you introduce the owner of the keg?"
"I thought you were asleep?" Song Yi smiled and let go of the wicker he was holding. The girl next to him was getting smarter and smarter now.
He Shiling leaned on Song Yi's shoulder, squinting her eyes slightly and enjoying the meager wind under the warm sunshine of early spring. It felt pretty good. What did he just say? You don’t need to remind me about the rest, right? He must have known that person, and he thought of the fisherman just now.
"He is a clear and wise man. He occasionally likes to do handicrafts, but his craftsmanship is really not very good."
"Then what?"
"There's no more." Song Yi smiled. His former middle school teacher, since they are destined to be together, let's wait for them to get to know each other. Besides, there is another one of him in the middle. "Wait for you to find out by yourself. ”
"Okay." He Shiling smiled. It seemed that my brother was familiar with that person, too familiar to say anything. There would be plenty of time in the future. She remembered that she seemed to have seen this same small bucket on her bookshelf. Pass.
"How do you know that I know the owner of the barrel?" Song Yi suddenly remembered that he had never mentioned it. Moreover, his small wooden barrel was placed in a box on the bookshelf and had never been exposed.
"Guessed." He Shiling smiled, sat up, stretched out his hand to dip a few drops of lake water, the water droplets fell into the small bucket, and soaked away little by little. The lake water was so cold.
"Do you consider yourself a pioneer in testing the water? The water is so cold." Song Yi pulled He Shiling over, took a handful of water with both hands, and put it into the small wooden bucket, "Do you want to test the bucket?"
There are no loopholes. He Shiling looked at the board at the bottom of the bucket that was instantly soaked. After a handful of water, only wet traces were left. There's a leak. If the foundation is not strong, the success will fall short.
As a collective, if the bottom of the bucket represents the foundation and the uneven bucket boards represent everyone, then is this hand carrier, Lao Ban, Cao Xiao or so? And what about the binding aluminum strip? He Shiling couldn't help but raise her arms, hold up her chin, and fell into thinking.
Song Yi looked at the slightly frowning person in front of him. It seemed that today's "class" was very effective.
He stood and looked at his wife and children not far away. They were still trying hard and happily. Song Yi smiled, and the breeze blew on his face. It was very comfortable and comfortable, and he felt a warm feeling of happiness. Slowly coming to mind.
