"Time only helps people grow old. I don't believe in sentimentality. I will always regret leaving the pavilion. Tears on spring shirts and wine can easily wake up."
The west wind was strong in the Wutong tree last night, the light moon was dim and bright, and the dreams were frightening. Where was the sound of flying geese from the tall building? "
Principal Li lightly dusted the newspaper in his hand, glanced sideways at Wang Yang from the corner of his eye, and for some reason suddenly remembered Yan Shu's two sentences.
Is teaching Chinese a great thing?
Although he has taught mathematics for more than 20 years and nearly 30 years, his Chinese skills and appreciation of poetry are not inferior to those of Lao Zhang.
What's more, it's this bastard who has just graduated from school less than three years ago.
My beard hasn’t grown strong yet, so I think I’m an old master!
Haha, haha, Principal Li twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and glanced sideways at the young class teacher Wang Yang.
This child is ignorant!
Such a good learning opportunity, yet you still stared at him blankly with a hint of resentment!
It’s true that a dog bites Lu Dongbin but doesn’t recognize a good heart!
I just read it, didn’t you hear it?
Principal Li looked around the classroom and looked at the students who were looking up at him.
Can't help but smile.
This is the correct opening posture for students.
Glancing at the young class teacher next to him from the corner of his eye, Principal Li sighed slightly in his heart. As a god, he would not care about this bastard for the time being.
He gently flicked the newspaper in his hand, squinted his eyes slightly, opened his mouth, hey, there was only the last sentence left.
Reading is so fast!
Is he being despised again?
The young head teacher was slightly startled and looked at Principal Li's smiling face!
Could it be that it was my own illusion again?
The young head teacher raised his hand to help his hair that had just reached his ears. He was so handsome and had so many things to do, and Principal Li despised his handsomeness again.
He might as well look at the scenery outside the window quietly for a while.
He already knew the article by heart and didn't care to listen to it twice more to review it.
The young head teacher glanced at the smiling Principal Li and silently turned his head away from the window.
Forget it, he didn't listen anymore and just watched the scenery quietly.
Transparent clouds drifted past the window.
Looking at the fluttering clouds, the young head teacher suddenly became poetic and remembered poems about blue and white clouds.
There is a saying in the Book of Songs: The white clouds reveal the sage-like grass.
Ahem, the sentence is good, but if you don’t take advantage of the situation, where is the grass now?
The young head teacher raised his eyebrows slightly, watching a light cloud slipping past his eyes, and remembered another sentence: The white clouds rose far away, swaying into the clear sky.
Well, this is good, clear and white clouds.
The young head teacher couldn't help but raise his hand to straighten the hair that spread over his ears, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
The next second, I couldn't help but blink again. There was a clear sky, but where were the distant mountains? Their Liujia Village is a plain, where are the mountains?
It seems that there is, and suddenly I think of the mountain with an altitude of 100 meters next to the west center of the town.
It was said to be the residence of heroes back then, but now it has been developed by villagers, who grow various seasonal fruits and vegetables.
He still remembers that when he was in junior high school, he and his classmates went to pick fruits on a Sunday afternoon. As a result, a big black dog was discovered by Shou Yuan Rao, and chased him all over the mountain. He almost tripped and fell down the mountain. Fortunately, he fell down.
From the corner of his eye, the young head teacher glanced at Principal Li, who was over fifty years old and staring at the front of the newspaper with slightly narrowed eyes.
Fortunately, I met Principal Li halfway.
Principal Li shouted loudly, bent down, picked up a piece of soil and threw it at the big black dog.
"Woof woof woof." The big black dog barked two or three times, looked at Principal Li, then at him, then looked at Principal Li again, turned around and ran away quickly.
After that, he never went to that mountain again.
The young head teacher's mouth twitched. After that, he also left a psychological shadow, he was afraid of dogs!
Ahem, that’s too far off topic.
The young head teacher turned his head slightly and continued to look out the window.
That was all so long ago.
I wonder if Principal Li still remembers it now.
I probably forgot about it too. What's wrong with Bai Juyi: He gets so forgetful as he gets older.
The young head teacher couldn't help but chuckle, raised his head slightly, and looked at the light clouds outside the window.
The white clouds are flying blue.
This is good, take advantage of the situation!
When the second white cloud passed by, the young head teacher nodded slightly and finally thought of the best verse.
Suddenly, I thought of the sentence in Kong Shangren's "Send the Master of the Pastoral Hall on a Tour to Wutai". The cliffs are green and blue, and the breeze is bright.
This is actually pretty good, but, haha, there is no mountain. He doesn’t like that mountain anymore.
This was also the reason why he wanted to go back to Liujiacun to study.
There is a mountain near Zhenxi Middle School, and there is a big black dog in the mountain. The dog once chased him so much that he almost fell down the mountain, even though the altitude was more than 100 meters, ahem.
In fact, there is no altitude, it is just a gentle mound. Looking at it from a distance, you really can’t tell the altitude.
When they were in junior high school, they used to go for morning runs on the road around the mountain.
Ahem, morning jog. If his deskmate hadn't told him sharply during his morning jog that there seemed to be fruit trees on the mountain, he wouldn't have been chased by the big black dog.
Ahem, deskmate!
After that, he broke up with his deskmate and decisively separated from him.
Even the schedule to go back to the dormitory together was cancelled.
Later, my deskmate apologized repeatedly and stopped looking for him on the mountain from now on.
He ignored it and didn't forgive it.
Later, the second grade of junior high school ended and the third grade of junior high school started.
His deskmate became the boy next door. He would say hello occasionally when they met, but he didn't want to pay attention.
After thinking about it later, Weiwei smiled back. After all, he had been at the same table for two years and went his separate ways after graduation. After all, his deskmate was not from Liujia Village, but was still several villages away from Liujia Village.
After all, I was not good at sports at the beginning. I failed in the 100-meter run and could not finish the 800-meter long-distance run.
My deskmate just bumped into Zero.
Later, there will be no later. After graduating from junior high school, he went to Jingyun to study in a secondary normal school, while his deskmate went to the next city to attend a technical technical school. They were separated for three or four years, and they never crossed paths.
Later, he returned to Liujiaxue, his hometown where every household in this village did not keep a dog.
But his deskmate, who was darker and taller than him, stayed in the city next door and reportedly became a technician.
Last year, I wrote him a letter and sent him a photo.
Seeing that photo, he finally felt at ease.
Darker!
The deskmate wrote in the letter that he was going to stay in the seaside city next door and contribute to that city.
All right.
The young class teacher's mouth twitched. That's right. His deskmate majored in architecture and design, so what he said made sense.
But he didn't, he just wanted to find a place where there was no big black dog, where he could read quietly, write poems, and bring out a group of lovely poets by the way! !
A crane flies above the clouds in the clear sky, bringing poetry to the dark night.
The young head teacher blinked slightly and pulled back his thoughts. There were white clouds floating outside the window.
The future is promising!
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