Time does not stand still for anyone.

Hu Yang squatted down and stretched out his hand to gently wipe away Xiao Zhuoma's tears.

"You have to study hard, strive to be the first in the exam in the future, and the next time you come back, the teacher will bring you a very beautiful Barbie doll. Hu Yang's voice choked.

"Well, Dolma will be the first in the exam. She nodded vigorously, expressing her determination.

Then she stood up and took her little hand and walked over to the crowd.

A familiar face with tears of reluctance.

Hu Yang looked at them wordlessly, wanting to imprint their appearance in the deepest part of his memory, and never forget them.

Everyone couldn't hold back their crying.

Because this is a blessing, I wish Mr. Hu a bright future, like an eagle fighting the sky and soaring in the sky, but sad.....

Squatted down again, wiped the tears from the other seven children's faces, and kept telling them to study hard and check their homework the next time they returned.

If you don't learn well, you will be punished by the teacher.....

"The teacher also has a gift for you. After wiping away the tears of Little Dolma again, Hu Yang said.

Stand up and gently close your eyes to Dorje Pola and nod your head at the best of wishes and prayers.

Back in the house, his tears broke down again, and he picked up the towel next to him and wiped it well.

Pick up the beautiful drawing paper and walk out slowly.

Come to the eight little ones and give them the sketches one by one.

The adults in the crowd saw the portraits that seemed to come to life in the hands of the children.

Even if they don't know the skills and knowledge of painting at all, they can fully feel the intention of Populus euphratica.

Each child's expression and demeanor are so lifelike, pouring his feelings into the portrait.

It can be seen how familiar Populus euphratica is with them, more familiar with and more loving these children than their parents.

He really educates and loves each student as if they were his own children.

Finally, Aunt Baima cried out with a choked voice.

She covered her mouth and ran out in tears.

She was afraid that she would really not be able to hold back and cry loudly.

However, Aunt Baima's departure was like a dam bursting embankment, and some people in the crowd kept covering their mouths and running out.

Looking at the figure that kept leaving, the tears wiped by the poplar once again burst out of his eyes.

He stood up, turned around slowly, and walked towards the school step by step.

Reach out and gently wave your hand at the crowd behind you to let them go.

"Wow!"

Dolma, finally couldn't help it.

She didn't care about Bola's advice, she was really sad.

As for why it's so uncomfortable, little Dolma is still young, she doesn't know why, but it's just uncomfortable....

Tashi and the others heard Dolma's cry, and they grinned, and they couldn't pretend to be strong anymore, and they cried out.

But the portrait in their hands was well protected by them, and they didn't dare to let a tear fall on it, which was a gift from the teacher.

The children's cries made people's hearts tremble.

The Tibetan man, who was not good at expressing his feelings, tilted his head and slowly left the crowd.

Hu Yang closed the door, leaned his back against the door, gently closed his eyes, and tears kept coming down.

The crying and reluctance outside paint the most beautiful picture in the world.

It is also the most beautiful and beautiful music in the world.

The gratitude of human nature is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

Poplar turned her head to the right, and that direction was where his wife was buried.

Her tearful eyes seemed to see her standing in the sky with a bright smile, looking at her tearful self.

Populus's lips moved, but he couldn't make the slightest sound.

couldn't help but stretch out his hand to keep her, but found that it was in vain......

Ten years ago, she said that she would only teach here for three years, and then go back to live a small life with herself.

But.....

But she never thought that she would stay here forever, forever.... Forever.....

He also regretted it, why did he have to rely on her for everything, and she would accompany her in whatever she wanted?

If she had been tougher, she might not have come.

However, whoever let himself meet the one in his life may be fate.

Maybe it was because of her kind and loving heart that she completely sank.

You can give up everything for her and come to this bitter cold land to teach.

Ten years of youth, come and stay, leaving behind hope and no regrets.....

.......................

I don't know how long it took, but some sad knocks sounded behind me.

Hu Yang wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve and opened the door.

"Mr. Hu, it's almost time. Uncle Basang looked at Populus Hu with red eyes and said with some sadness.

Although he didn't want to knock on the door, he had to.

"Hmm!" poplar's voice was a little muffled.

I'm going to leave after all.

Leaving does not necessarily mean goodbye, but will still come back in the future.

Uncle Basang and a few others put Populus euphratica's luggage on the ox cart.

Hu Yang followed out, and the snow-white Hada on his chest was shaking gently, carrying the good wishes and prayers of everyone in the village.

I saw that both sides of the road were full of people.

Affectionate and relentless, but did not keep .....

Populus euphratica slowly walked forward, and the people behind slowly followed.

He stared ahead, didn't look back, and walked slowly.....

Even the old cow pulling the cart seemed to be able to feel the reluctance and wish that filled the air, and did not dare to make the slightest sound.

There was no sound other than footsteps.

One mile, two miles......

"Go back, don't send it again.....," Hu Yang still didn't look back, he stopped and said in a low voice.

The crowd behind did not respond.

Populus euphratica gently closed her eyes, opened them, and walked forward again.

They also followed along....

Three miles, four miles.....

"Dorje Pola, go back, take everyone back, there really is no need to send it again...."Hu Yang turned to look at Dorje Pola who was already sweating on his forehead and persuaded.

There is a time when life meets.

Sending you a thousand miles, you must say goodbye in the end.

Looking at Populus Hu's determined face, Dorje Pola finally nodded gently.

Hu Yang got on Uncle Basang's ox cart and drifted away.....

The people from the village behind him did not follow again, but they did not leave, but stood and watched Teacher Hu leave....

When the ox cart turned a small dirt slope and no more people were seen.

Looking at the poplar behind him, he lay down, silent tears running down his temples.

The speed of the ox cart slowly increased.

Uncle Basang was silent, seriously driving the ox cart, and he wanted to send Mr. Hu to the station safely and on time.....

The sunlight was a little dazzling, and Hu Yang sat up.

Put away the snow-white Hada properly.

Take out Tao Xun from your backpack and put it to your mouth.

The melodious tune sounded, and all the sadness melted into the sound of Tao Xun.

Scattered in the windy wilderness of Ali in Tibet.