From teaching to superstar

Chapter 517 Tao Xun's Sound

He wants to feel the air here and feel her smell contained in it.

Because in his heart, his wife Song Wenxian has never left, and has always been by his side.

The cold bed was warmed by the fire.

Hu Yang lay comfortably on it and felt everything around him quietly.

I don't know what beautiful scenes in the past I remembered, and a smile subconsciously appeared on the corner of my mouth.

Ali’s nights are always so quiet, without the intoxicating colorful neon lights of the capital, nor the bustling nightlife.

But Populus euphratica loves this tranquility deeply and is intoxicated by it.

Perhaps in the past eight years of being alone, he has long been used to such nights.

With his head resting on his hands, he turned slightly and looked at the hazy moonlight outside the window.

Hu Yang suddenly lifted the quilt and put on clothes and shoes.

Open the door, the cold wind from the snow mountains and Gobi roars in.

Hu Yang, who was used to the warm temperature in the room, shivered unconsciously.

However, the coldness outside couldn't stop his desire to go out.

The moonlight fell on the school playground, casting a blurry long shadow on the flagpole in front of the playground.

Populus euphratica stepped on the snow, making a slight sound.

Walking to the door of the classroom, he stretched out his hand to hold the cold door lock, and took out a key from the corner of the wall under the moonlight.

The key to the school classroom door lock has always been kept here, and Dolma and the others know it too.

Hu Yang put the lock and key conveniently, turned on the lamp, and eight desks were quietly placed in the classroom.

He lowered his head to look at the table top of the lecture table, and touched it lightly with his hand.

It hadn't been used for a few months, and a thin layer of dust had already accumulated on it.

It seems that Aunt Baima and the others didn't clean the classroom after they left.

In fact, it is right to think about it, it is no longer used here, why clean it?

They should come and clean the place where they live.

Because when he came back tonight, he found that even the glass inside the window was clean, and there was no dust in the corner.

It doesn't look like it was just temporarily cleaned up.

According to the thinking of rural people, as long as the bed, dining table, chairs and visible ground are cleaned, it is enough.

As for those corners that cannot be seen, they will not be specially cleaned.

It doesn't matter if there are cockroaches, mice and the like.

Just don't spoil things at home.

That's why Hu Yang judged that Aunt Baima and the others would come to clean up from time to time.

Pull out a stool from under the desk, then go back to the room and get a damp cloth to wipe it carefully.

This old stool was built by Hu Yang and Song Wenxian when she first came to the village to teach.

Of course, it was finally done with the help of Uncle Basang.

Well, compared to what Dolma and the others usually sit on, it's a bit ugly.

But Populus euphratica liked it and was reluctant to return it.

After wiping the stool clean, Hu Yang wiped the rest.

For almost half an hour, he sat quietly behind the desk and looked at the empty classroom.

As if in this way, you can go back to the past, back to the past nine or ten years ago.

Hey!
Hu Yang's mood suddenly became depressed, and he couldn't remember the complete experience of the two of them here before.

Even if he has an unforgettable memory, it won't help.

After sitting in the empty classroom for a long time, he stood up and walked out silently.

The lights are still on inside, as if to drive away the darkness and look for memories that will be lost in the past.

The moonlight is as cold as ever, reflecting on the snow, there is a vast expanse of white light.

Populus euphratica gently kicked the snow below, feeling a little sad.

After stopping for a few minutes, he returned to the room and opened the suitcase, and took out a pottery musical instrument from the bottom and the inside.

Turning around and coming to the playground again, I glanced at the roof covered with snow.

With a smile on his face, he climbed up the ladder next to him.

Lying on it, there is a burst of coldness behind me, that is the feeling of the roof and snow.

It also made him more energetic.

Hu Yang thinks this is the best place for Ali to watch the night sky and the bright Milky Way.

Of course, she is also the most memorable.

Winter in snowy areas is a bit of a nuisance.

Because it is not as clear as summer, there are always some unpredictable clouds blocking his sight.

Perhaps there is another reason he doesn't want to admit, that is, his most beloved person left him in that cold winter.

So Populus euphratica doesn't like winter in snowy areas.

As time passed, one or two lights in the village disappeared from time to time.

The night is getting deeper.

Except for the occasional faint neighing of horses, there was no other sound.

It was as if the whole world had fallen into an atmosphere of silence.

Hu Yang took out the cold Tao Xun from his pocket.

I blew it a few times to see if it was out of tune because it was too cold.

Fortunately, it does not affect its use.

Populus euphratica slowly closed his eyes, breathing in the dry cold wind, and put Tao Xun by his mouth.

The melodious Tao Xun sound followed, giving people a sense of security, peace and yearning.

The sound of Tao Xun blows into the village along with the cold wind.

Coming back this time, Hu Yang has too many emotions, and his nostalgia for this place is even stronger.

This is all experienced in the sound of Tao Xun he played.

Missing, stronger than before.

Populus euphratica was lying on the roof, blowing with forgetfulness.

He couldn't feel the cold coming from behind, nor could he feel the cold wind blowing on his face.

Tao Xun's voice gradually became louder.

Aunt Baima, who just lay down, seemed to hear something, and listened intently for a while.

He touched the village head next to him.

"Hey, listen, is Teacher Hu playing his Tao Xun again?" She whispered to the village chief.

After resting for more than an hour, the village head was not so dizzy. After hearing his wife's voice, he listened carefully.

"Well, it seems to be the song that Mr. Hu used to play, but it sounds better tonight." The village head grinned.

Aunt Baima agrees with this point, and she also thinks tonight's music sounds better.

It is definitely not an illusion that has not been heard for too long.

"Hey, Teacher Hu is thinking about Teacher Song again." Aunt Baima sighed.

This sigh exhausted her helplessness.

The village head didn't smile anymore either.

In the end, his thousands of words merged into one heavy sigh.

"Hey!"

The sound of Tao Xun continued into their ears, so clear in this cold night.

After a long time, the village head suddenly said: "Why don't you persuade Mr. Hu tomorrow."

Aunt Baima naturally knew what her husband wanted to express.

It is nothing more than to persuade Hu Yang to let go of the past and not to continue to miss the past.

Since he chose to leave here at the beginning, it is also possible to let go of everything here.

Maybe the village chief didn't know the saying "the best way to forget someone is to fall in love with another again".

But how to do it, he knows.

Aunt Baima closed her eyes and listened to Tao Xun's voice, she finally shook her head and said, "Do you think Teacher Hu will listen?"

It's not that I haven't been persuaded, I don't know how many times I have tried.

But is it useful?
(End of this chapter)