Calling for the future

On the day I had to go, the sun broke out. And the sky stares at the earth, as if the god is surprised, my heart is happy, because he knows that the hope of the distance is calling for the success and excitement of the future.

"The first lesson of the school" is like a wonderful melody, enriching the background music of my youth. When the bell of the class rings, it is no longer a simple program, but a nourishing "love", the country's love for children; the teacher's love for the students; the parents' love for the children; the gardener Love for flowers and plants. When the sun comes out, they will put the flowers in the warmest place, let them fully absorb the light and heat, let them feel the true happiness.

"Dad, Uncle Red Army brought me to **, I am going to school here, reading. At night, Mr. teaches us to perform, play, I am very happy... Dad, I guess you, if you know it, it will be very Happy, I am waiting for you to come back, Dad--this is a simple desire, like the gentleness of the stream under the moon, but it has a strong intensity, slowly infiltrating the heart, but the words are simple but more sensational at that moment. We are so happy, we are really happy, but the reason we don't feel it is because we want to get too much, too much -

The same mother was born in October, and there are children who have love, simplicity and love. I don’t forget to dig wells when I eat books. In just three years, I have said, laughed, beaten, and there is no trace, innocent, but the teacher’s spring-like grass is deeply rooted in the hearts of the children. They are crying, but what is revealed in the crying is the happiness that is washed down in the days of peace. Every tear is the trace of the hard work of the teacher.

Strengthen your beliefs, my heart, the day will dawn. The seeds of hope are hidden in the earth and it will germinate. Sleep, like a flower bud, will open its heart to the sun, and silence will find its voice. The day is close to the eyes. It is your burden that will become a gift, and your suffering will brighten your path.

Nanyang City College Middle School Third Day: Tian Peigen