“...... Bell, bell, ......bell,

A few more students ran into the backyard from outside, and the backyard sounded like a metal crashing like a bell.

There was some noisy movement in the backyard, and then it quieted down,

“...... The younger students flipped to page 125 of the book, and we continued with the previous lesson. Senior students are requested to review in class. ”

The old man's hoarse voice sounded, followed by the cacophony of pages turning,

“...... In the last lesson, we talked about ......"

......

Listening to the movement in the backyard, Lian Ge took another sip of tea from the tea cup, stood up, moved his steps, and walked to the door leading to the backyard.

Pausing at the door of the hall to the backyard, Lian Ge turned his gaze and looked at the backyard.

Like in the hall and in the yard, the ground in the backyard is still a little compacted mud.

On this muddy floor, there are more than a dozen desks of different colors, most of which have been potholed and faded, stained with pen and ink, and in front of the desks, there are tall or low, some uneven, and equally old stools.

A dozen children, ranging in age from a few years old to eleven or twelve, sat on this stool and spread out a book that was also old and seemed to have been used for a long time on the pitted desk.

On the top of the backyard, covered with layers of asbestos tiles, separated by a distance, between the two tiles, there are a few pieces of glass, and the sunlight outside the house, through the glass, swayed downward, illuminating the desks in the backyard and the blackboard in front of the desk.

In front of the desk, in front of the students, on a wall in the backyard, two nails were nailed to the wall, and a movable blackboard was hung on the wall with these two nails.

It seems that it has been nailed many times, and there are still some potholes that have been nailed on this wall, and the cement plastered wall ash has also fallen down in pieces.

Next to it, there is a hidden wooden door with a painted color, and through the gap in the door, it seems that the wall with the movable blackboard is the wall of the kitchen in the backyard.

In front of the moving blackboard, there was an old man standing, holding a piece of chalk in his hand, writing on the blackboard.

Some chalk ash slipped down the blackboard, some followed the old man's fingers holding the chalk, stained on the somewhat deformed fingers, and some splashed up, permeating the old man's face,

After writing on the blackboard, the old man leaned over and moved his feet slowly, as if he saw Lian Ge, smiled at Lian Ge and nodded, then turned around and continued to talk to the students in the class.

Looking at the old man again, Lian Ge paused, paused, withdrew his gaze, turned around, and walked back into the hall again.

......

In the hall, it was quiet again.

From time to time in the backyard, the sound of the old man's lecture passed through the backyard door, and sounded in the ears of Lian Ge with the breeze.

From time to time in the front yard, a few clusters of bamboo branches and leaves with the sound of the breeze are mixed with the sound of the old man's lecture.

Lian Ge stood in the hall, by the cabinet, listening to the sound in his ears, looking into the distance outside the house, waiting quietly.

......

“...... Okay, that's all for today's lessons. ”

After the old man spoke, he seemed to fall into silence again,

In the backyard, there was a noise at first, followed by quietness,

A gust of wind blew into the backyard through the two doors to the backyard, and in the backyard, the old man's voice sounded again,

“...... The things in the books are finished today, and when you go home, you can review them well. ”

“...... Today, the teacher asked you to come early, and I want to tell you something else. You don't need to understand, you just need to write it down. ”

The old man's voice was a little hoarse, and he struggled to speak, and then took a breath,

“...... Teacher, do you want to memorize it?"

The little boy's voice echoed after that.

“...... It's fine, it's short, just a few words. ”

As if smiling, the old man replied again.

......

“...... First of all, the first ......"

The sound of chalk writing on the moving blackboard mixed with the sound of the blackboard being gently hit on the wall sounded,

The old man's smile retracted, he leaned over, turned around, raised his head again, and wrote two words on the blackboard,

"Patriotic. ”

The old man slowly moved a little stumbling step, then turned back and said to the students,

“...... Do you remember what was the first sentence that the teacher taught you when he gave you a Chinese lesson?"

“...... I remember, I remember...... 'I am a Chinese, I love my motherland'"

It was still the little boy who stood up and said loudly.

“...... Well, right. ”

The old man smiled and nodded, and asked the little boy to sit down again.

“...... When, don't forget this either. ”

"You have to remember that everybody has a position, and you were born here, you were born in this country, and that's where you stand...... It's okay if you don't understand, write it down. ”

The smile on the old man's face was a little more restrained, and he said solemnly to the students.

More than a dozen students listened to the old man's words, each took out his own notebook, and wrote it down in the notebook, and those who couldn't write some of the words mixed it with pinyin and wrote it in the notebook.

“...... The second,"

“...... It's effort. ”

The old man looked at his student, turned around again, wrote two words under patriotism, turned around again, looked at his student, and said loudly,

“...... The achievements of an era need to consider the progress of the times, but the achievements of individuals always require personal efforts. You have to work harder to go further...... Write down this sentence as well. ”

Looking at more than a dozen children, the old man raised his voice, said with some effort, spoke, and gasped a few more times,

The students also bowed their heads and solemnly wrote them down in their notebooks.

“...... The third and final ......"

Leaning over his waist, the old man moved his feet with some difficulty, and then slowly turned around,

Holding the chalk in his hand, the old man raised his hand again, paused on the blackboard, and dropped two more words,

"Hopefully. ”

After the old man wrote these two words, his hand trembled slightly, slowly put it down, and then leaned over, slowly turned around, raised his head, and looked at his student,

“...... The teacher hopes that you will study hard in the future, and I hope that you will always have hope......"

The old man said, put down the chalk he was holding in his hand, and showed a smile on his face full of ravines,

A little cloudy gaze turned, looking at his students one by one,

After the students memorized the last sentence, they also raised their heads one after another and looked at the old man.

“...... Alright, let's get out of class. ”

The old man took a step forward, couldn't help but stretch out his hand again, clenched the blackboard, still smiling on his face, and said softly to a dozen students.

“...... Stand up ......"

“...... Goodbye teacher......"

“...... Okay, goodbye, goodbye......"

A neat voice sounded in the backyard, and the old man smiled, looking at the dozen or so students, laughing, and responding over and over again.

......

Listening to the voice of the old man in the backyard, and the movement that became a little noisy,

Lian Ge turned his gaze, glanced at the backyard door, paused again, didn't say anything, and then turned his gaze.

......

“...... Goodbye, teacher,"

“...... Goodbye Teacher Xun......"

“...... Good, good, goodbye......"

One by one, the students ran out of the backyard, ran out of the hall, and gradually ran away.

From time to time, a gust of breeze blew through a few clusters of bamboo branches and leaves on the edge of the yard in front of the house, blowing into the house and the backyard class.

In the front yard, the two ghosts stood a little farther away, waiting quietly.

In the backyard, the old man said goodbye to his students one by one.