Lao Zhang was just a little sad, but the students were already red-eyed, and some girls had already wiped their tears, Wang Ping was one of them, Huang Liangliang looked at her snot and tears, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief for her, and whispered: "Wipe it quickly, the snot is going to flow down." ”

Wang Ping took the handkerchief, hiccuped and said, "Liangliang, I can't bear to ...... Teacher Zhang"

Huang Liangliang hurriedly whispered to comfort her, "I can't bear to let Lao Zhang go, but we just graduated, and it's not like we won't come back in the future, every year during the winter and summer vacations and holidays, we can often come to visit Teacher Zhang." ”

Huang Liangliang is an adult's heart after all, although he is reluctant in his heart, but he will no longer express his feelings by crying like a child.

"Then we will come often in the future......" Wang Ping choked up a few more times, and was persuaded by Huang Liangliang to feel better, and finally gradually stopped crying.

But the rest of the class was driven by the crying people, and they became more and more sentimental, shouting that they were reluctant to be the teacher, and they didn't want to graduate.

Lao Zhang couldn't cry or laugh, his hands pressed down slightly, trying to stop the excitement of the students, "Students, the teacher knows that you are reluctant, how can the teacher be reluctant to you, but life is like this, there are separation and reunion at every stage, you leave the gate of primary school, and soon enter the campus of middle school, where you will meet better teachers, closer classmates, at that time, you don't want to give the teacher a nickname behind your back, I know that you secretly call me 'Guangmingding' behind your back." ”

Lao Zhang said while pretending to be angry and touched the somewhat sparse hair on the top of his head, I don't know if it is genetic, or overuse of the brain, the hair on Lao Zhang's head is getting less and less year by year, which caused the students to laugh at him behind his back, and gave him the nickname "Guangming Ding".

The students below were suddenly amused by Lao Zhang's words, they were originally in tears, but at this time they couldn't hold back their laughter, for a while, they really couldn't cry or laugh, and their emotions were very complicated.

After the early self-study, Lao Zhang was surrounded by a group of students in the middle to write the graduation classmate, Ye Zhuoqun is tall and long-legged, athletic, holding Huang Liangliang and Wang Ping's share squeezed into the crowd to let Lao Zhang write, and when he came back, he was already sweating hot.

Wang Ping took the classmate record, looked at Huang Liangliang with a smile on his face, and asked with some doubts: "Liangliang, why don't I think you are sad?

Huang Liangliang smiled slightly and replied: "I am naturally reluctant, but I have put them in my heart, not necessarily to cry loudly, but really reluctant." ”

Wang Ping nodded a little ignorantly, she sometimes felt that what Liangliang said was a bit profound, not at all like what they could say at their age.

As soon as the second class in the morning ended, when all the students were doing radio gymnastics, the fifth grade students gathered in front of the fountain in the center of the school gate square because they wanted to take graduation photos, and they heard a shrill chirp from the radio speaker.

Everyone immediately pricked up their ears, and soon an emotional female voice recited poetry on the radio: "...... Your future is the sea of stars......"

Wang Ping couldn't help but laugh out loud, Ye Zhuoqun looked at her a little inexplicably, "What are you laughing at?"

Wang Ping waved her hand, "I think this poem is quite weird, it seems to be put together, and it is a bit nondescript." ”

"It does look like a patchwork. Huang Liangliang also echoed approvingly, "The beginning is still the genre of poetry, and the back has become prose." ”

Although this is to encourage them graduates, Huang Liangliang and the others don't feel that they are inspired by this, and it is a little ridiculous, the only thing that moves her is the school's heart, for the sake of this heart, they can be "tolerant".

“…… Go, boy, go, boy, the world is waiting for you to open up! Sail! Sail! Sail!"

The graduating students who were waiting to take pictures in the square applauded sparsely, and they all couldn't hold back their laughter. Probably in the same mood as Huang Liangliang and others, although they think it is ridiculous for the school to make this play, but they can't help but be happy and comfortable in their hearts.

The day of the graduation ceremony was very similar to the opening ceremony, except that the immature faces at the beginning had grown into the appearance of today's teenagers.

As the president, Ngo Dinh Sin naturally wanted to speak on stage, and he gave three words to all the graduates present: be grateful, be inspirational to the youth, and have the courage to endure hardships.

At the end of the graduation ceremony, the graduates collectively took an oath to reaffirm the school motto "Cultivate morality, be independent and self-reliant". With the melodious singing of "Farewell", the students lined up to receive their graduation certificates from the hands of Principal Ngo Dinh Sin.

At this time, some of the emotionally rich students had red eyes, and from this moment on, they officially graduated, and from then on, the five years of elementary school will become an indelible part of their long memories for the future.

The summer vacation of junior high school and junior high school is always the happiest, because there is no summer homework, and you can play crazy for two months without any burden.

Huang Liangliang had already made plans for this summer vacation, she had a swimming monthly card for the Cultural Palace, and went to the city library to get a summer library card, ready to learn to swim first, and then borrow some books that she was interested in, so as to increase her reading, and the practice of calligraphy naturally could not be left behind.

Although there is no summer homework, the courses in the first year of junior high school must be pre-studied, and there is no need to worry about the textbook, you can ask Huang Yuanyuan and Huang Yanru to borrow it.

But the plan could not catch up with the changes, at the beginning of July, she received a call from Wu Tingxin, the content of the call was very simple, the organizing committee of the China Cup was going to hold a calligraphy exchange meeting with Huangren Academy in Xiangjiang, and the players who had won the first, second and third prizes in the competition were invited to go, and Huang Liangliang, the newly baked champion of this year, was naturally invited.

"Although the organizing committee does not require the contestants to go, I think it is a rare opportunity for you to have the opportunity to exchange experiences with calligraphy enthusiasts from all over the world, so I recommend that you attend. Wu Tingxin said to Huang Liangliang on the phone.

As Huang Liangliang's teacher, Wu Tingxin can be said to know her very well, knowing that she doesn't like to join in the fun and be in the limelight, if she doesn't say a few words, she is likely to shirk and not participate.