The teaching progress was carried out in an orderly manner according to Lin Ping's plan, and the five junior high school students realized that their tasks were arduous and they studied harder and more seriously, but they never complained about their hard work, and studying hard to borrow extracurricular books from Lin Ping's teacher became their only pastime.

The biggest feeling that these five children gave Lin Ping was - worry-free!

After realizing the importance of learning to them, they really plunged headlong into the ocean of learning, just like a person who has been thirsty for a long time in the desert and drinks like a cow.

Time flies quickly, and the weather gradually gets cooler in the teaching life of Kushan day after day.

That night, Lin Ping was lying on the bed sleeping, and suddenly a shocking thunder woke him up from his dream, and then he saw the wind that swept the world howling, blowing the windows and making a sound, and even the whole small broken house seemed to tremble.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings.

Ma Zhongguo jumped down from the bed and shouted, "My donkey!"

Then he rushed out of the door and ran to the donkey shed, Lin Ping also ran out, and he couldn't open his eyes when the howling wind blew.

"Come on, help me pull the donkey into the classroom!"

Ma Zhongguo used all his strength to pull the stiff rope that tied the donkey, but the donkey was so frightened by the thunder and lightning that he curled up on the ground and lay on his stomach shivering, and from time to time let out a few wails and gasps.

Seeing this, Lin Ping hurriedly went to help Ma Zhongguo pull the donkey, but the donkey did not move at all, as if it was paralyzed by lightning and thunder.

"You wait, I'll go get something. ”

Ma Zhongguo asked Lin Ping to lead the donkey by himself, and then went back to the house and took a piece of cloth and two cotton balls, only to see him use the cloth to cover the donkey's eyes, and then stuff the cotton balls into the donkey's ears, and then the donkey's mood stabilized a little. Then he slowly stood up under the pull of the two and the call of Ma Zhongguo.

The two of them took great effort to pull the donkey into an idle classroom, and as soon as they pulled the donkey inside, it began to rain heavily, pouring down like a waterfall over the earth.

The two walked back to the house along the eaves, but they were still drenched in half of their bodies.

As soon as he entered the house, Lin Ping was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and said: "Teacher Ma, I thought the rain outside the house was already heavy enough, but I didn't expect that it was bigger in your house than outside, this is really a small rain outside, a moderate rain in the house, and a heavy rain outside and a heavy rain in the house!"

"College student, don't talk about the wind and cold, hurry up and get the basin and bucket, otherwise the house will be flooded, and we won't be able to sleep for several days. Ma Zhongguo said as he brought buckets and basins and put them in the leaky area to catch water.

But there are more leaks in the house than basins and buckets, and they can't take care of this side but there, so they have to put buckets and basins in more important places, and then let them leak to the ground in other places.

The rain gradually increased in the house, so Lin Ping and Ma Zhongguo had to pick up a broom and sweep the water outside the house.

But Lin Ping was quite optimistic, smiling while sweeping the water, and chanted "The Song of the Autumn Wind Broken by the Thatched House": "The bedside house has no dry place, and the rain feet are like hemp and have not been cut off. ”

"College student, are you still in the mood to recite poetry?" Ma Zhongguo said speechlessly, "It has not rained such a heavy rain for many years. ”

"It's okay, Mr. Ma, do you know what this is?"

Without waiting for Ma Zhongguo to answer, Lin Ping opened his arms and shouted loudly into the sky: "This is the brave petrel, flying proudly on the roaring sea, in the midst of lightning, and this is the prophet of victory shouting:

- Let the storm come harder!"

God, it seems that Lin Ping's prayer was heard, and the storm really became more violent.

"Your crow's mouth is too smart, isn't it?" Ma Zhongguo said speechlessly.

"We have to maintain the optimistic spirit of the revolution, anyway, the house can't collapse, you say yes, Mr. Ma. ”

As soon as Lin Ping finished speaking, they only heard a "boom", and the two looked up in surprise, and the roof really collapsed partially, but fortunately, the girder was fine, but the rubble of the roof collapsed.

"You're really awesome. Ma Zhongguo sighed.

"I think that's a coincidence. Lin Ping said weakly, "Actually, it's fine, you see that classroom is pretty good......

"Shut up. Ma Zhongguo hurriedly said.

The two looked at each other, and then burst out laughing. Then the water stopped being swept away, and they leaned against the wall and chatted.

"There are thousands of mansions in Ande, and the cold people in the world are happy, and the wind and rain are not moving! Woohoo!" Lin Ping continued to chant the unfinished poem.

"When I suddenly see this house in front of me, it is enough for me to freeze to death!" Mr. Ma then read Lin Ping's poem.

Then the two were silent for a while.

"I really didn't expect that I would be able to experience Du Fu's feelings one day. Lin Ping said with a smile, "I didn't feel anything when I memorized this poem before, but now I feel like Du Fu." ”

Ma Zhongguo nodded: "Yes, I have been here for twenty-six years, and every night when I can't sleep, I wonder when I can take the children out of these dilapidated houses and classrooms, so that they can have a new and solid new school and new rooms." I am looking forward to it every day, just like the jade gate is looking forward to the spring breeze. ”

Ma Zhongguo read softly again: "Why should the Qiang Di complain about the willows, the spring breeze does not pass the Yumen Pass." ”

"It's coming, it's coming, the spring breeze is coming. ”

Then Lin Ping also replied to Ma Zhongguo's poem: "The newly planted willow is three thousand miles, which attracts the spring breeze to Yuguan!"

"If the spring breeze can't reach Yumen Pass, then we will plant three thousand miles of willow trees and lead the spring breeze to Yumen Pass!" Lin Ping said in a firm tone, "This is the party and the country's firm poverty alleviation and wisdom policy, three thousand miles may be a little long and a little far, but the country has been working hard and has never given up, one day the spring breeze of economic development will blow from the eastern coast to Yumen Pass, and it will also blow to every place where our country needs it, like our Kushan." ”

"Well," Ma Zhongguo nodded, "I hope it will come sooner, although I have always heard that we are going to build a hope school in this Kushan mountainous area, but I always feel that the process is a little slow, I am afraid that the moment I close my eyes in the ground, I will not be able to see the students go to the new school." ”

"Yes, soon, right away!"

Lin Ping said firmly, he secretly made up his mind to devote himself to the next teaching with greater passion, and he must complete the task in the next half a year or so to upgrade the school to a hope school.

The rain gradually became smaller and quieter as the two chatted, and then the rain cleared overnight, and a bright crescent moon appeared in the sky, and the moonlight shone on the stagnant water of the courtyard.

From Lin Ping's point of view, the moon seemed to be hanging on the top of the flagpole, and in the bright moonlight, he vaguely saw the fluttering national flag.