Chapter 174: Pity the hearts of parents in the world

She sighed.

Alas, today's children are really too simple, too simple.

She took out another copy, Tang Yuxin's.

For this Tang Yuxin, she has some impressions, the little girl from the countryside has a good temperament, she doesn't like to talk much, but her grades are good, and the teacher has a good learning child, of course, she has to remember it clearly than those who are worse, just like this Tang Yuxin, who is a decent child, good at learning, good in temperament, obedient, and the teacher's favorite student.

She took the composition written by Tang Yuxin, and the first feeling was that this little girl's handwriting was quite good, she should have practiced calligraphy, the handwriting had some special taste, and the arms and legs were all very good.

But it's a pity that their school doesn't offer a brush writing course, so she really doesn't know if any of these children can write calligraphy.

My father.

Well, same topic.

In fact, the Chinese teacher didn't have any other ideas, thinking in her heart that this article might be the same as what other students wrote, and the words without characteristics were all the same content, running accounts, but when she saw the first sentence, she sat up straight, which was also a little incredible.

I think, if one day when I am gone, there is only one person in this world who can cry for me, that is my father, who says that father's love is like a mountain, he uses everything he has, to hold up a windless and rainless sky for me, some things, I don't remember, the only thing I remember is that the honest man, every time he sees me, he will show a sincere smile, he can walk for me for hours, just because of a small cold and fever, he can kneel down and ask a doctor, just because maybe it is still that little cold。

I was raised by my father, and my memory of my mother is very shallow, I never even knew what maternal love was, and the people in the village said, Zhinian, you lost the child, it's a girl, even if you raise it, you can't give you a pension.

However, Dad never thought of leaving me, because I am no one else, I am his daughter, he can no longer marry, he can no longer marry, he is actually just afraid that I will become a little cabbage in other people's mouths, and then rotten roots into the yellow earth.

When I was a child, other people's children ate batter, rice cereal, and even what adults ate, and children also ate, and then they were poor, maybe what dogs ate, they ate whatever they wanted.

But I'm different, I grew up eating milk powder since I was a child, even if my father doesn't eat or drink, even if he sits in the cold wind for a day, just for the vegetables grown in the field, I can sell them for a few more cents, and these cents may be the money for my milk powder.

In this life, I feel proud to have such a father

In this life, I am proud to have such a father.

In this life, I also feel lucky because he is my father.

I can have a father, I can have a good father, when my wings are not enough to fly, it is he who helps me to shield me from the wind and rain, he helps me to block the danger.

And I want to be a doctor, and when my father is old, unable to move, unable to speak, and also begins to forget everything, I hope that I will use my hand again, just like when my father held my hand when I was a child.

He's raising my little one.

And I'll raise him for the old.

I wish time could pass a little slower.

In this way, Dad will be able to age more slowly.

I wish time could stop.

Even if I don't grow up anymore.

The Chinese teacher suddenly covered his mouth, tears also fell involuntarily and downward, some things, such as words, such as music, can always tear your heart so easily, touch the softest and most painful place in your heart.

As it is now.

There are not many characters, but it is with the Chinese teacher, who couldn't help but burst into tears, and suddenly, she packed all her things in the drawer, took her own things, and was about to leave.

"Hey, Mr. Sun, where are you going?"

As soon as the other teacher looked up, he saw Teacher Sun walking outside in a hurry.

"Take a leave of absence and go home. ”

Teacher Sun wiped his face, "Go home and see my dad, I haven't been back for a few months, my dad should miss me, yes, he should go back, if he doesn't go back, his dad will be old." ”

The other teacher shook her head, and then touched her head, how did she feel that something was wrong with Teacher Sun today, but she couldn't say what was wrong.

But as soon as she heard Teacher Sun say this, by the way, she also felt that she was going back to see her parents.

She hasn't been home for a long time, and since she arrived at school, she has regarded school as her home, but the school is a home again, and there are no parents.

By the way, let's go home at night, I won't live in school in the future, it's just a matter of walking a few more steps, young people, it's good to exercise more, and the time will save horizontal development.

And when Teacher Sun returned to school, the whole person seemed to be reborn, and she thought that she would never forget that when she walked to the door, she heard the words of her parents at home.

"Look, what are you doing with your chopsticks again?"

"Aren't I afraid that we might go home?"

"What is she going back to? The school is busy, and this year she has to be evaluated as advanced, how can you say that this advanced is important in the family, these are all big girls in their twenties, and some of them are married, and she doesn't even have a partner now, you say, how can I not be in a hurry?"

"Women have long hair and short knowledge," Dad Sun knocked on the table, "My family seedlings are intellectuals, which of our seedlings do you say has my seedlings and talents, and now he is a teacher, if he is rated as advanced, what kind of object do you want? ”

"Okay, okay, I know," Mother Sun hurriedly took the bowl and went to serve the rice, but when she put the bowl down, she found that she had a bowl of rice and came out.

"You still talk about me?" Grandpa glanced at Grandma, "I just took out the chopsticks, you are good, the rice is ready." ”

"My Miao will be back in a while," Grandma glared at Grandpa, not to be outdone.

Well, Dad Sun stopped talking, he didn't reason with women, and there was no reason for women, so others said, Xiucai met a soldier, and it was unreasonable to say, and women are not more terrible than soldiers.

The door outside creaked open.