There is a road ahead, I hope you will cherish it

The car has arrived at the station. I don’t know what to say. I hope you will take care of me.

On the way home, many unknown flowers bloomed along the way, and they were colorful and colorful...

Opening the pages of memory, a lot has been recorded. Only a few words about you...

I remember that the first time we met was in your class. Your slightly tall figure, beautiful face, and black hair scattered on your shoulders. That elegant image is still fresh to this day.

Perhaps because the first impression was very good, your slightly ethereal voice filled my heart as soon as you spoke: "First of all, let me introduce myself. My name is Shu Xin. As my name suggests, listening to my class will make you feel physically and mentally comfortable, and your mood will be better." Pleasant. I am a more casual person..."

After getting along with you for a while, I started to hate you a little. I hate your criticism and education from time to time, I hate your bright red and harsh comments on the homework from time to time, I hate you...

But, I also like you very much, your novel teaching methods, and your sweet and ethereal voice... Of course, what I like most is when you mingle with us during class. I remember that there were a few bolder ones in the class at that time. The older girl hugged you in her arms, and immediately a blush appeared on her cheeks: "Why are you neither older nor younger?" That look was so cute. During that break, our class also played more than ten games of "Werewolf" together: Please close your eyes when it gets dark, please open your eyes if you are a werewolf... Maybe it's because we let you, and you won a few games at the beginning. . So, you start to feel a little complacent: "Did you see it? I can also win when I play your game. It seems that I am destined to be the king of children. Hehe." But then we will use practical actions to transform the child you just gave birth to. The little bit of pride he had was shattered into pieces. In the last few games, you became a little angry and started your journey of revenge. When you were a werewolf, you killed our entire class. After the game, you said with some pride: "See, fight with me, you are too young." Full of the same youthful vitality as us. However, I didn’t know that you prepared lessons for us until late at night on unknown nights. I didn’t know that your strep throat became more and more serious and you had to take throat lozenges. I didn’t know that when a classmate was injured and caught a cold, you would always The first one who heard the news arrived and took care of him. At an age when you should be in love, you take on responsibilities that you could have avoided altogether.

One day, you gave us a class with dark circles under your eyes, listless and less lively than before. I asked my classmates and found out that you stayed in the ward until late at night for the classmate who suddenly had a high fever that night...

Slowly, I understood the good intentions behind your bright red comments, the sincerity of your criticism of education, and...

I always thought you would take us to graduation. But a year later, you chose to leave. Did you see it? The cute children in front of you all have tears in their eyes, and they are saying: "Don't go..." Did you hear it? These lovely children in front of you are so reluctant to leave you. I wish you could stay just a little longer.

Maybe it's because I was relatively introverted back then. While other students were trying hard to retain you, I stayed far away and looked at you. I know that you must be very reluctant to let go. But we can't avoid the inevitable parting. We have to say goodbye, so why can't we be happy? The farewell intersection is right in front of you. The little flowers along the way are blooming so brightly. May you enjoy the fragrance of this road and be happy forever. There is a road ahead, I hope you will cherish it.

Nobel Prize winner Mo Yan once said: "Scores, academic qualifications and even knowledge are not the essence of education. The essence of education is one soul awakening another soul." To us, you are the beautiful soul that awakens our souls.

I still remember the last words you said to us before leaving: "Children, please take care for your dreams." I think we will work hard and live up to our dreams and your expectations.

Teacher Shu, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the day when Chinese people all over the world return home and reunite. I wish you and your family happiness and health. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.