Um?
Looking at the table tennis racket handed over by Principal Li, Yan Xiaoyu couldn't help but widen her peach blossom eyes.
Turns out I was wrong? !
Yan Xiaoyu blinked, glanced at the table tennis racket half a meter away, reached out to take it, and walked straight to her seat.
Huh? Principal Li looked at Yan Xiaoyu who turned around quickly and left, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly. This kid was too, too neat.
He still had something to say.
"Yan Xiaoyu!"
ah? Yan Xiaoyu, who was moving forward, paused, glanced at the supported right foot, and then glanced at the table tennis racket held in her left hand.
What did you call her for again?
She has already given her rackets, but these rackets still have a little weight!
She thought...
As a result, all the random thoughts resulted in zero injuries.
Only to find out that she was just a courier!
That's all!
Yan Xiaoyu raised her right hand and wiped the corners of her eyes, squeezed out a smile, turned around and looked at Principal Li.
"This racket is yours for safekeeping." Principal Li raised his right hand habitually.
Suddenly I felt something was wrong, and I said silently in my mind, I have to raise my left hand!
He raised his left hand and waved. Ahem, it seemed wrong. The racket was no longer there.
Principal Li blinked slightly. From now on, he still needs to get used to his right hand.
Well, right hand.
I accidentally glanced to my right and saw a banner hanging on the wall of the classroom on my right.
The words on the calligraphy panel are very familiar and elegant. Those words are Lao Zhang's handwriting: Tranquility and far-reaching, indifferent and clear-minded.
Haha, tranquility reaches far.
Principal Li twitched slightly, and couldn't help but think of what happened many years ago, when he and Lao Zhang were together in Jingyun.
In a blink of an eye, twenty or thirty years have passed.
And he, together with Lao Zhang, went from being a classmate as a teenager to a colleague in his twilight years.
Peaceful and far-reaching.
Principal Li raised his eyebrows slightly, remembering Lao Zhang's long-standing words. At that time, they were still young, and young people could think that as big and empty as their hearts are, they will be as big as they are.
They are so young that they think that as long as they let go and gamble, all the stories will develop as they expected. Those young and frivolous years...
In the blink of an eye, they are no longer young.
Lao Zhang has also changed from the handsome scholar Zhang to a rough old man wearing reading glasses, and he is also the same: the three thousand black silk on his head has turned into more than half of snow-white silk satin, which has not yet been spun. , only half a finger long.
He was once so proud of his beautiful short hair!
That is what the bald-headed old Zhang envies and envies the most.
But now, the two of them are half a catty to eight taels: the same snow-white, like silver threads.
It's just that Lao Zhang's white silk has more texture than his.
After all, he and Lao Zhang are still one or two years apart. Lao Zhang is obviously two years older than him, but it is only one year and five months.
Okay, let him be.
It's not a blind date, who cares whether Lao Zhang is one or two years older than him.
Besides, in this mountain village of Liu, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away. Ahem, there are only villages, not mountains. Occasionally, I glanced at the plain and saw only a mound next to Zhenxi Middle School.
Fortunately, the scenery is pleasant and the people are simple.
Even if you retire? Lao Zhang still wants to continue teaching.
After all, the mountains are high and Liu, whose folk customs are simple, doesn’t have many teachers here. Except that Lao Zhang ran over by himself at first, he searched for a long time and almost turned over the entire Jingyun before he found it and followed him.
Actually, the point is, no one has made friends with Lao Zhang.
As for Lao Zhang's weird temper, let's not mention it.
With a straight face, as if he owed him 180,000 yuan. From time to time, he would look up from his reading glasses and look at people with a look of exploration and deep thought, which once scared many children in grades one to three to tears.
If he hadn't cleverly asked Lao Zhang to directly teach the fifth grade, it is estimated that Liu's enrollment rate would have been dragged down by this Mr. Zhang.
Fortunately, I am easy-going.
It's enough to make up for it. This is what is called the sum of two phases.
Principal Li raised his eyebrows slightly, and in a flash, he was smiling with Lao Zhang again, as he had been for more than ten years.
This Mr. Zhang has also changed from Mr. Zhang to Uncle Zhang.
Principal Li unconsciously curved the corners of his lips, and glanced at Wang Yang, who was standing aside, thinking that back then, he and Lao Zhang were more interesting than this fool.
This kid has gained a lot of good skin.
Although they were students taught by him and Lao Zhang, they did not have any of the advantages of him and Lao Zhang.
Ahem, it can't be attacked. After all, that's not his and Lao Zhang's child. The smelly child is just one of his and Lao Zhang's many students.
The only thing worthy of praise is that Stinky is better than him and Lao Zhang in sports.
This alone is enough to save the entire Liu Dynasty.
Look, in the past two years, he has "trained" this bastard, and he has finally become a bit like a human being, ahem, a bit like a role model for others.
Stand aside here, silent, like a wooden stake: straight and quiet.
Occasionally, there are times when I am sensible.
Principal Li raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Wang Yang next to him from the corner of his eye, looked at the familiar words again, and sighed heavily in his heart.
I am quiet, so I reach far; I think, so I exist.
After walking through most of my life, I realized that tranquility is just a background.
Although he, like Lao Zhang, highly admires "tranquility and far-reaching", he has long understood the truth and no longer simply follows his own original thinking to walk in the sea of people.
He has long since learned to hide all kinds of ethereal feelings, understands that only by achieving others can he better achieve himself, has learned to give the world a wonderful moment, and does his best to create a better future for the people around him.
But whenever night falls, just look at the dancing candlelight and watch it swaying in the house, which may be blown out by the wind passing by the window at any time. In that kind of night, in that kind of yellowish light and shadow, he couldn't help but let himself go, let his mood fly, and touch himself.
He is still the same, even though the years have passed and his heart has grown old, the original dream is still there.
Lao Zhang, who worked with him to promote writing and strengthen his beliefs, is still there.
We will still look at each other and smile in our occasional leisure time, and we will also invariably look up at the desert sky above the village; we will still look down at the Tangtang River outside the village, which was dug by Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty when he went to Yangzhou. ; I will still have my thoughts floating in the wind, and I will still read my eyes in the mirror when I am arranging my clothes in the morning.
After a sudden fall due to a strong wind, they remained the same, neither fell down nor hesitated, feeling depressed. Because he and Lao Zhang know that when the will falls, life will no longer stand.
Lower your head just to let your thoughts rise again. If you have an unyielding soul, there will be a firm land under your feet.
Therefore, Lao Zhang is Tranquility and he is Zhiyuan.
This is a kind of illusion, but also a kind of reality. Whenever you indulge your mood, the staff hidden in your heart will open up, a plot that is too dense to be dissolved.
They do not need to convert to the secular world, nor can they transcend everything and leave a piece of coolness and purity in their hearts.
The world still needs disputes, and still needs the confusion of seeing flowers in the fog - without pain, without youthfulness, life would become a plate of sweet cakes.
Life still needs Lingyun integrity. This is real life.
And tranquility is a resting place in the heart. Give yourself a responsibility and leave a piece of tranquility buried in your heart.
In the quiet and simple Liujia Village, beautiful scenery floats out.
They also did not expect that the person who suddenly appeared in the autumn of that year would accompany each other from the time when they were classmates, to the ambitious adults, to Jingyun Shi, who thought he could show off his talents, and then to the end of the world together. There are no mountains in this high mountain, only water, Liujiacun School.
Principal Li couldn't help but take a deep breath.
In the future, he and Lao Zhang will still walk together, just like the storms they have experienced together in the past. Even if they both suffer zero injuries, they will survive together after all.
And those people he originally thought could accompany him along the way suddenly disappeared and disappeared.
Principal Li blinked slightly and glanced inadvertently. Outside the window, there was wind blowing by, and not far away, the golden autumn osmanthus branches and leaves were thick. He suddenly remembered that ancient song:
The green leaves in the sun are so beautiful through the blue curtains. It's enough. Goodbye divided the world. In the end, you didn't explain the difference, but it became an end.
As long as it’s the song you choose, I don’t dare to cut every smile. It’s all our hard work. In the end, it’s just that little difference...
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