Little Flower forcing rain

Early in the morning, the autumn wind is blowing, and the lead cloud is heavy. The Little Raindrops drifted in the cool wind. As soon as the summer heat was over, the cold air came. The lush world was highlighted with a few rays of yellow, dazzling. Sigh, old age, nothing, sad! I came to the school as always and deleted the card at the school gate, indicating that I had come to have a meal on time. Through the distribution Square, I stepped on the floor tiles full of convex and concave patterns, rising and falling with thousands of knots in my heart, which disturbed people’s hearts. People say: This sentence is really classic. When I was just doing it, I was full of enthusiasm. With the increase of working years, boredom came into being. This is occupational tiredness. The teaching profession even makes you exhausted. Facing the same students every day and the constantly improved teaching materials, I can’t make a little new every day and a big new one, as experts said. On the contrary, my heart is full of exhaustion and boredom. However, it is very helpless for people to live. If they want to eat, the old and the young all have their eager eyes open, with their thirsty mouths open. All these forced me to struggle like a windlass. Think about yourself, besides being able to enjoy yourself on the platform of three feet, you really have nothing to stand firm in other fields. Shake your head and guess how to go on like this! Looking up, the railings outside the classroom of my class on the front third floor were full of students. When I saw me, I didn’t know who yelled: The teacher is here. Everyone panicked as a bird, and suddenly disappeared. At this moment, the Monitor ran towards me from the stairs, stood in front of me and said, “teacher, good morning. My classmates asked me to invite you as a representative. I one Leng. Please Me. What is the play today? I stared at him with a slight smile without saying a word. It means: be frank and lenient, and be strict with resistance. He pretended to be sophisticated and his face did not change. After all, I still can’t hold my sword-like eyes. There was a secret smile on the face. Just waiting for the truth, a flash of light flashed through my mind. Oh, today is Teacher’s Day. The annual day of urging people to turn black hair into white hair is coming again. No joy, more filled with sorrow. I thought: what evil do you guys want to do? Hum, I’m not afraid, wait until I go up and walk. As the Monitor came to the corridor outside the classroom, he bowed and peeped out of the glass. The whole class took books in hand as reading, and the eyebrows around his eyes were a little excited. At first glance, it was selling dog meat with sheepskin. I stepped into the classroom with three strides and was about to scold. More than a dozen classmates rushed here. They didn’t see the weapons in their hands clearly, so they were covered with colorful snow. I waved my hands to cover the snow. Helpless own weak and finally came down to was defeated. Standing in the corridor, I adjusted my expression, pulled down my horse’s face and walked into the classroom with anger. No one is allowed to say anything, so I was shocked. Without the password, the whole class stood up, bowed respectfully to me and said with one voice: Teacher, Happy Teachers’ Day! Seeing the serious appearance of several children with hyperactivity everyday. My heart surged and tears came out of my eyes. The artificial dark clouds on my face burst away because of the warmth in my heart. A tired heart is suddenly like the spring breeze and drizzle, wandering softly in the ocean of love, soft and sweet. Confused, drunk, tired quietly fade away. Holding all kinds of greeting cards and colorful bookmarks sent by children in hand is like receiving a sincere blessing and a kindness. Teacher, this is given to you by Xu Siyao. Suddenly hearing this name, I felt extremely reluctant and attached to it. Siyao moved away because of the changes in his parents’ work. I was very excited to receive his greeting card. I opened it at once, and Siyao wrote a lot on the card. I felt grateful, missed every word, and blessed every word. At this moment, my tears became a thread and rain in front of these children. It turns out that the life of three feet platform and two inches of chalk is not as boring and tasteless as I thought. In this trickle day, in my gradually lost youth, I accidentally inserted branches and willows, and did not intend to irrigate the seedlings. Maybe one day, these willows will become shadow, and these seedlings will become pillars. If life is a train going forward, then happiness and loss are the scenery along both sides of the lane, and I only see the scenery of loss all the time, the children’s love let me see the scenery of happiness. Love is strong, and it drips flowers and rains.

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