The words on the red paper mean business is smooth. The geese are in the clouds and the fish are in the water. It’s hard to convey this feeling of melancholy.
The sun alone leans against the west tower, and the distant mountains are just opposite the curtain hooks. The human face is unknown, but the green waves are still flowing eastward.
There was a wind blowing from the window, which was warm but not cool, ruffling his hair that had just reached his ears.
The young head teacher raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his hands and clasped them lightly, glanced at the familiar calligraphy and painting, and then looked out the window.
Outside the window, there are clouds passing by, white and transparent, like a wisp of light smoke, floating in the blue sky.
Such a clear sky suddenly reminded him of the book of Song poetry that was imprinted with time.
That was given to him by Teacher Wang before the summer vacation for his second grade.
But now all I can think about Teacher Wang is the yellowed book of Song poetry.
A crisp bird song suddenly came over.
The young head teacher blinked, but found no trace of the bird enclave, but the sound still existed.
As Mr. Tai said, Ileavenotraceofingsintheair,butIamgladIhavehadmyflight.
His world is now without Teacher Wang, but Teacher Wang has remained in the memory of his life so hard that it cannot be ignored.
"The autumn light of the same silver candles, the coolness of the steps."
We had made an appointment, oh no, it was his unilateral belief that if one day he returned to his hometown in fine clothes, Teacher Wang would definitely be proud of him.
So, after leaving Liu, he met Teacher Wang when he was at Zhenxi Middle School. Teacher Wang smiled every time and heard that your grades are good now.
He listened, nodded, smiled, and responded: It's not bad.
Teacher Wang nodded and smiled, looked at the intersection in the distance, then looked back at him, and said lightly: Although, Principal Li and I don't think much of you...
What? The smile on Wang Yang's face froze instantly. Is he his biological child?
Ahem, are they students who were taught by themselves?
Don't you think highly of him?
That year when I was in second grade, and those two years, I looked at him and smiled like a nymphomaniac. Could it be his imagination?
The expression on Wang Yang's face suddenly became rich, and he glanced at Teacher Wang.
I actually deceived him for two years!
Also, Principal Li doesn’t like him? He doesn't believe it?
Wang Yang curled his lips and glanced down at the muddy road under his feet. Teacher Wang was trying to sow discord between him and Principal Li.
In his memory, Principal Li took a fancy to him and let him enter school at the age of six. After all, other children only entered kindergarten classes at the age of seven.
What's more, when he was in fifth grade, Principal Li personally taught him math.
Ahem, although Principal Li has been teaching fifth grade mathematics, Principal Li always asks him questions in every class.
What do you fancy? What is this if not a special pet?
Teacher Wang actually bullied him. Is he not favored by Principal Li? !
Wang Yang raised his head and looked at Teacher Wang, and silently spat at Teacher Wang in his heart, Bah!
I haven’t seen him for half a year, and I don’t want to see him anymore.
"Although I'm not optimistic," Teacher Wang smiled and looked back, "I still have some hope for you."
What? Wang Yang's eyes widened and he rolled his eyes at Teacher Wang.
Teacher Wang’s habit of panting loudly, when will he get rid of it?
Wang Yang exaggeratedly raised his hand and rubbed his chest: "Teacher Wang, alas."
Teacher Wang laughed twice: "What? Go your own way and let others go. You can easily influence your mood. Don't blame me for looking down on you."
Wang Yang:......
Well, he still looked like he didn't want to see him in his memory.
"Give me the good one, do well, and come back to see me. After all, I am also your first teacher." Teacher Wang squinted his eyes, "If you do too badly, if you can't pass the normal secondary school, don't come to see me." La, I can’t afford to lose that person.”
Wang Yang's face turned green when he heard this. He looked towards Teacher Wang and met Teacher Wang's firm gaze. He couldn't help but feel startled. He thought about it seriously and nodded heavily.
He thought it was an agreement between Teacher Wang and him, or he thought it was an agreement unilaterally: wait until he was admitted to the secondary normal school and then go to the teacher to show off.
It's easy to get, but often difficult to do.
The high school entrance examination was over, and his results were unexpectedly good. Among the more than 400 students in the school, he was admitted to Jingyun Secondary Normal College with the second highest score in the school.
While he was overjoyed, he forgot to share this joy with the person who would embarrass him if he did not do well.
After four years of separation, he originally thought that the three years were over and he could return to his hometown. However, the head teacher told him that the school has implemented a five-year teaching system for outstanding students. After graduation, they can teach in middle schools. Otherwise, you can continue to study. Two years?
Wang Yang, oh, no, Wang Yang, a young man who was already sixteen years old, raised his clear eyes and looked at the class teacher again and again.
The young head teacher was a little unnatural by his look. He lowered his head slightly, then raised his head again and patted him on the shoulder: What are you looking at? They are all men. If you look at them again, your eyes will be dug out.
Listening to the class teacher's fiery words, the handsome young Wang Yang suddenly remembered the story of that distant era.
In that long-ago era, there was also a person who often looked at him, saying, "What are you looking at? He doesn't know how to study hard." He couldn't afford to lose that person when he was doing so poorly.
The handsome young man Wang Yang couldn't help but laugh when he looked at the young class teacher in front of him. He thought of Teacher Wang many years ago again.
It's just that I haven't seen him again for a long time.
He suddenly realized that it turned out that he had always remembered Teacher Wang's words, if he did not do well, he would be embarrassed by Teacher Wang.
He suddenly wanted to go home and see the person who taught him for two years, laughed at him for two years, and criticized him for two years.
During the May Day holiday, in the large waves of wheat, he saw that familiar figure, busy in the fields, just like other villagers, waving their arms to apply medicine to the wheat.
It looks really decent.
The handsome young Wang Yang twitched the corner of his mouth and walked straight over, blocking the person in front of him and blocking the sunlight on the left front of the person.
The man turned to look at him: "What's blocking the road? This is where you stay, get out..."
Halfway through his words, he stopped.
The handsome young Wang Yang couldn't help but grin, showing eight white teeth.
roll? Teacher Wang Yang actually told him to get out? It's too disrespectful to him.
Wang Yang, a handsome young man, wanted to turn around and leave, but after thinking about it, he endured it.
He came here specifically to see Teacher Wang today, how could he just get out of here?
Besides, Wang Yang lowered his head and looked at the ground at his feet.
The wheat fields around him were about to mature. He was standing on a stalk in the field. He really wanted to roll up according to Teacher Wang's instructions, and he was determined to destroy the crops that were about to be harvested.
Wouldn’t half a year’s hard work have been in vain?
"Teacher Wang, is there no way to escape here?" Wang Yang, a handsome young man, grinned, "How about I escape somewhere else?"
"You, who are you?" Teacher Wang looked at the handsome young Wang Yang and was a little confused for a moment.
What this bastard said sounded familiar, but I couldn't remember it for the moment.
Teacher Wang blinked and glanced at the handsome young Wang Yang again. He looked too fair. Where did he come from?
Does he know him?
It looked like this guy was an acquaintance, but he really couldn't remember it! !
He is a man full of peaches and plums. He has gone through fifty-three springs, summers, autumns and winters in his life, and he remembers more and more people.
There are too many to mention.
But whose family does this fair-skinned bastard belong to? Are they his students?
He really couldn't remember.
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