The Most Simple Wish

Getting the latest batch of newspapers is the sixth day just after the Spring Festival. Tao Huizhen looked through the newspaper and found no special news. In February, China successfully launched the Beidou navigation test satellite into space at the Xichang Satellite Launch Center. This is the fourth satellite of the Beidou navigation test satellite, numbered Beidou 1D.

The empty window of dachacun primary school is glazed. It's thanks to Mr. Li. When he went to the city last year, he found two pieces of complete glass. After finishing with a glass knife, he installed them on the window frame of the school building. Sure enough, after the glass, the cool winter wind of last year was blocked outside the school building, and the children studying inside became very comfortable.

Outside the window, it began to rain in spring, very fine, silent slanting sprinkle on the glass window. Tao Huizhen looked at her watch. It was past nine o'clock in the morning. She picked up the textbook, looked at the only four students sitting under her, and said, "let's consolidate the English words and have an English class." With that, Tao Huizhen picked up the chalk and wrote down a few phonetic symbols and corresponding words on the blackboard. The fingernail sank into the hole in the blackboard again, and the sharp burr penetrated into the belly of the finger.

She didn't even frown. She got used to it. The nail head exposed on the three foot platform often scratches her legs. The blackboard is rough and uneven. Write on the blackboard with the chalk head. If you want to squeeze the last chalk lump on the blackboard, you must wipe your fingers on the blackboard. It's common for chalk fingers to become red and swollen.

These Tao Huizhen didn't care at all, but today's mood is just like the weather outside. The rain is silent, but it soon drenches the world of Dai township. The rain is not quick, but it's airtight. Tao Huizhen sighed subconsciously and felt it was difficult to breathe.

When she realized that the tears had stuck her throat, her heart began to feel bad.

This Spring Festival, mom and dad let her go home for the new year, she delayed several times to postpone the plan to go home. After several times of consideration, she chose to stay instead of going back to Shenyang for the Spring Festival. For the students in dachacun primary school, there are too many courses left behind. She has to leave, and the children's courses have to be delayed. She also considered that her will was not so firm, and it was not good to be distracted in case she came back to her hometown and felt emotional.

She was aggrieved that February and March were the best time to pick spring tea in Dai township. During this period of time, the students never came to the school again, once absent from class. Most students need to follow their parents busy tea field, and then pick tea, tea. This time, at least for a month.

The grey and overcast days in recent days finally broke out this morning, and spring rain shrouded Dai township. Tao Huizhen's mood is also extremely low. Today, only yu'er, Wu Huiyan, Bai Junmao and Yan Hanhan come to class. She gave up the chance to go home for the new year, and didn't get what she wanted.

The day after the Spring Festival, a student's parents came to tell Tao Huizhen that their family was leaving Dai township. So there was one less of the 28 students in the class.

A Liang is often absent from school. It has been half a year since Tao Huizhen saw a Liang's "works". On that night, Tao Huizhen gave the small checkered book back to a Liang, and never stopped him from his dream of becoming a literary giant. But Tao Huizhen knew that she might lose the student. It's like losing the child who left directly after the Spring Festival.

On the platform, I think of the past events one by one. Although Tao Huizhen can't see what she has lost, she can deeply understand what she is losing slowly. Like water in the loss of time in the passage, although silent, but their rolling forward is an objective fact.

Suddenly wake up, the loss, have no trace, Tao Huizhen want to stretch out her hand to pull, also has been unable to pull.

"Pen..." pointing to the blackboard and reading the word to the students, Tao Huizhen's shoulder suddenly vibrated with a high frequency, and her body fell on the edge of the platform, suddenly crying. The classroom is so quiet that her cry is so harsh.

Yu'er and other students know what happened to Tao Huizhen. Teachers like the days when all the students come and miss those days; I like watching them study hard. Today, only four of them come. They are the four best students in dachacun primary school.

In the morning, as soon as Tao Huizhen entered the gate of the school building, she saw yu'er's four, and her heart was pulled up. Her ruddy cheeks were even more embarrassed“ Even you are here to take care of the teacher's feelings, right? Because if the teacher faces the empty school building alone, he will be very desperate. " Tao Huizhen thinks so. The body is shaking slightly.

The last two days is the key stage of picking spring tea. For tea people, it is urgent to pick the tea home and make it into green tea. This requires a lot of help, not only students to put down their studies to join the ranks of farm work at home, Dao Xiaotong has also been invited to other people's home to help. In such a busy season, if there is only one person in the family busy in the tea field, it is doomed that the family will not be rich, and even the next year will be poor. A person has no time to seize the best opportunity, and will make a mess of everything.

Yu'er runs to the platform and holds the crying Tao Huizhen. Tao Huizhen broke down and cried for a while, then turned into a slow sob.

She thinks that work and study are two opposites. She can't stop the children from helping the family work, nor can she. Maybe her request is too perfect, too harsh, as long as this busy period is over, the children can come back. She forgot her sincerity when she came to Dai township.

As much as possible, as long as possible. She can't change anything, as long as there are children to learn knowledge, everything is worth it. This original intention can not be forgotten, as long as there is even a child listening to her lectures, she can love as much as she loves dance.

She sorted out her emotions, took her back to class, and told them a lesson in close distance between the four children.

Tears flow out, the haze is diluted.

She caresses her hair intimately. She looks at these children and is determined to give them all her energy. Her eyes flowed with hot light, they became her spiritual pillar at this time.

It has been nine months since I left my hometown and gave up classical dance and stage that I have learned for ten years. It has spanned a spring festival and the next year. Her original intention has not changed. Although she had thought about giving up for countless times, after crying, there was always a voice in her heart that forced her to stick to it: the road she chose had nothing to do with fame and wealth and dreams, she just wanted to let the children who had no chance to learn learn to learn. This obsession was buried when she saw the children of loess slope in Northwest China. For this reason, she thought about it for nearly a year before she made the original decision. Huizhen knows that the long road of supporting education is just the beginning. Just like the winding mountain road from Dai township to Mengla County, there is no end in front and no road in the back, all winding to infinity.

The rain outside the window, silent under the big.