Snow Chaos Bridge Drinking

The convening of the safety meeting has made the campus much more orderly, and there has been peace and quiet for more than a month.

Learn natural, don't learn naturally, teachers still don't stop nagging.

When the students are parallel to the earth, they are laughing and laughing, they are perpendicular to the earth, wandering back and forth on the road, making rays and line movements.

The flashlight in the dormitory flickered, and there were noisy sounds, so they stopped and looked up, the flashlight shook a few times, and reprimanded a few times: "So-and-so dormitory, sleep!"

The lights went out in an instant, and the noise disappeared in an instant.

At this time, the teachers gathered together in groups of three or five to talk quietly, talking about joys and sorrows.

The stars in the sky flashed in the clouds, listening secretly, the poplar trees kept nodding or shaking their heads, and the fine sand on the ground waved southward, and the wind rose.

Xia Yuan kept rubbing his face, putting his hands in his pocket when he heard the laughter, and looked at Wu Youcheng's messy hair like white grass, rising and falling on the barren Loess Plateau.

There was silence all around, only to hear the north wind blowing, and the stars were also afraid of the cold, I don't know where to hide, only to see the poplar tree shaking its hair as if it had drunk ***.

The fine sand rolled in the air blindfolded their eyes, their clothes bulged like sleeping bags, the cold air soaked their bodies, their internal organs were cold as if soaked in cold water, and the blood stopped flowing as if frozen.

It was a bit cold.

"Buy some wine, drink something!" Xia Yuan said.

"Yes, yes!" said Xiao Jiang.

Wu Youcheng didn't speak, his hair was scattered, covering his eyes, the vicissitudes of the Loess Plateau were bare, which was the result of indiscriminate reclamation in nature.

Wu Youcheng has a lot of thoughts, he will be fifty-two in the New Year, he and Yu Yanmei are classmates, people of his age will either become leaders or take a back seat.

He is still on the front line, and he is the head teacher. He looked for the leader several times.

"I'm so old, I shouldn't have been a homeroom teacher for a long time!"

"Next year, next year!"

"It's been a few years, and I've always shirked, so let's resign my head of teaching and research first, and let people laugh!"

"Is he okay?"

"Why not, needless to say, the teaching is not bad, the grades are also good, and the person in charge!"

The school listened to Wu Youcheng's advice. It's not that Wu Youcheng is relying on the elderly, there are too many things at home.

One of his wife's legs can't move, saying that he is a little half-paralyzed, and he can't walk very easily, and he is worried about his wife!

"Children, if you don't urge, you can't do it, I'm very serious about teaching, but I can't surpass you. Teachers have to be young people to teach, energetic!"

Wu Youcheng is right, the young grades are good, he is the first.

The wind is stronger.

They looked left and right, the school leaders had already taken shelter from the cold wind, Wu Youcheng was suitable, and they began to retreat.

Hearing the laughter and trotting all the way home, I felt that I had entered a different world, and the climate had changed a lot.

There is no wind and sand, no severe cold, there is Xie Suya's smile like a dream of Na Lisa, the spring is melting, and the heating is surging all over his body.

The electric mattress is so hot that you don't want to come out if you get in.

The wind was furious, and the roar outside the window was like a swarm, as if it was about to lift a corner of the black curtain, and the ventilation window of the toilet hissed.

It was a little hysterical, as if it was also afraid of the cold, and desperately drilled into the house.

The cracks in the balcony whined and wailed, like a sad ghost calling for its lost child. Xie Suya was a little scared, and hugged him tighter.

Listening to the whining wind, he thought of the wail of the lone wolf in the wilderness, the last cry of the dying deer in the lion's mouth, the despair of Qu Yuan on the bank of the Miluo River, and the lonely lamp on Du Fu's sickbed on the Hanjiang boat.

This is the sadness, the sadness of "the wind is sluggish and the water is cold".

He gradually fell asleep, and saw Yang Yuelong's honest smile again, wasn't that Wen Tianhao's shadow? Isn't it? Or Mu Zhong's demented eyes that came to school after a month and eight days of rest, and Jia Chongwen's old face of "worrying about the new words".

He woke up suddenly, and suddenly thought of the broken window on the north window of dormitory 102, and shrank in this cold cusp.

The wind poured fiercely into the house, and they curled up in the futon, their smooth skin covered with goosebumps.

He looked at the dark night sky, listened to the sound of the wind pushing the sliding door, the heat flowing, and he didn't want to leave this warm spring quilt no matter what.

He was sleepy again, but he seemed to see eyes as large as lamps staring at him, so that he could not sleep, and he could not get dressed, and he searched about the house, and he could not see any shield against the wind.

In a trance, he saw the old sheet on the sofa, and he didn't think much about it, but took it and the nails and hammer and went out.

The wind roared as if it were about to tear down all the buildings, and it tossed everything on the ground indiscriminately.

Hearing the laughter of people, he couldn't stand firmly, and staggered to the front of the dormitory building by the wind, and the glass frame swallowed the merciless north wind like a bloody mouth.

"It's so cold!"

There was talk in the room.

"It's better if the windows are nailed!"

As soon as he wanted to speak, he heard Yang Yuelong say, "It's done!"

Hearing the laughter, he felt that the situation was not good, so he listened outside the wall.

"It's so spicy, I've never drunk this wine!"

Jia Chongwen's voice.

"Yang Yuelong took it, the wine is wrong, 53 degrees, seven or eight hundred and one bottles!"

Xia Changping sighed.

"This weather is perfect for drinking, sleeping, and looking for chicks!"

"Be quiet, don't let the administrator hear it, in case you hear people's laughter and listen to it outside, it will be ruined!"

Listening to Yang Yuelong's words, he heard people's laughter and anger burned in his heart: "Grandma, I can't sleep well, and I'm still worried about you, you guys are good, not only drinking, but also calling my name." ”

As soon as he tried to kick the door, he heard the sound of pulling the latch, and one of his heads stuck out, and he was pulled out by the ears of laughter.

Mi Aiju stood outside drunkenly with his head bowed, letting the north wind call for the return of the prodigal son.

Hearing the laughter and entering the house, the bunnies jumped to the bed early, and got into the bed without taking off their shoes.

The smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of stinky shoes in the dormitory is suffocating!

"Yang Yuelong, Xia Changping, Jia Chongwen, Shuangxiaodong, you come down!"

"What's the matter, teacher, I just fell asleep!" Yang Yuelong pretended to be sleepy.

"Don't fart, I've been standing outside the window for half an hour!"

Yang Yuelong had no choice but to come down, "You haven't taken off your shoes, pretending to be garlic!"

"Why did you violate discipline again, who let you drink!"

"Didn't drink a few cups, is it cold!"

"I owe you a fan!"

Wen Ren looked at the scattered peanuts and two bottles of wine on the table, one of which had already drunk half a bottle.

"That bottle of wine was bought for you, and I'm going to give it tomorrow!"

"Don't fart......"

I was still angry when I heard the laughter, but I was amused by Yang Yuelong's words.

"Run laps tomorrow!" Wen Ren scolded with a smile, "This is my mattress, nailed to the window." ”

He asked Yang Yuelong to help nail the glass window.

The bottle and a half of wine were naturally confiscated when they heard people's laughter, and they gave it to them before the wine was dispersed in Xia Yuan.

Wen Ren also drank a few glasses. Green ant new brewed wine, red clay small stove. If you want snow in the evening, can you drink a glass of nothing?