The world is chaotic, and the lights and novelties of the outside world attract countless people to stop and fight for it for a lifetime. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This rolling red dust, countless people want to break through the shackles of the soil, take root, and sprout, in order to breathe the fresh air above. And there is a kind of person who is willing to turn into nourishment in the dust, turn into spring mud, obscurity, and provide for a lifetime.

After Ye Chen came back from Tibet, he really took root in Changyun Village.

Once, he said to the woman and the children of Changyun Village that he would come back again, waved his hand, and said goodbye to her and the children at the entrance of the village.

That time, Su Yue had just returned from the hospital.

A few years have passed, and the woman has stayed in this dilapidated little village, never giving up or leaving. And he is chasing in the red dust, fame and fortune, love, and a comfortable and comfortable life. Occasionally, at some point, he would think of the pure sky in the village, the pure villagers, the pure children, and the woman.

Occasionally, the occasional times became less and less, until he returned to the village, but nothing happened.

On the day he returned to the village, he sat in front of the lonely tomb for the night.

That night, he thought a lot, he thought of his first acquaintance in the hotel, and thought of two people sitting together in the bamboo forest of the Modu Drama Academy, and he told her "Sea of Clouds"; He thought of the door bed in the village elementary school; I thought of the children sitting around, he told them stories, she smiled in the back, and in the hospital she sat on the hospital bed holding the guitar and sang a song "Red Dust Laughing........

He sat all night that night and gathered the children to class the next day.

That day, Ye Chen, who was dressed in plain clothes, picked up the chalk, wrote the word Ye Chen on the blackboard, and said slowly I am your new teacher, maybe I am not as good as your Teacher Su, but I hope that one day in the future, all of you will be able to get out of the mountains. This mountain, someone is watching you.

As he spoke, his clear eyes took a deep look at the mountain behind the school.

"Alright, let's start class."

Simply put, after five years, Ye Chen's life as a teacher in a mountain village has begun again. In addition to running and climbing the mountain twice in the morning and evening, the simplest thing to solve the problem of food and clothing is to go to class and prepare for class.

Ye Chen's level, of course, is enough to teach the children, but she is gone, and the children have never smiled in the first month. Thanks to his efforts, after about a month, the children finally had laughter and began to get close to him.

He seems to have returned to five years ago, in class to tell the children about the new world outside, delicious food, fun, hooked children with innocent eyes full of yearning, after class, he accompanied the children to play games, tell stories, every time the story is told, on the playground, the villagers come up again.

He is also like her, teaching children to sing, and "Just Like You" is still a class song; Accompany them to play old win to catch chickens, and he is a hen. He would walk for more than half an hour, bump the tractor for about half a time, and finally take a bus to the county seat, and buy extracurricular books with his first month's salary. While digging into his wallet to pay at an old Xinhua bookstore, he saw the photo sandwiched in, took a deep breath, and then left the bookstore with a large bag of books.

When he came back, he knew that he was a teacher at Changyun Village Primary School, and the tractor master was very polite and loaded cigarettes for him, so he waved his hand. There was small talk all the way, one driving a tractor, the other sitting behind and shaking. The master sighed and said that the teachers in Changyun Village are all good people, Teacher Su actually died on the podium, the world raised by the dog, good people are not rewarded, God does not open his eyes.

got out of the car, Ye Chen gave money to the tractor master, the master didn't want to live or die, and then he was anxious, teacher, you are a good person, if I accept your money, I will be punished by God.

As he spoke, the master drove the tractor away, and a long black smoke was spewing from the tail pipe, and he stood behind in silence.

Ye Chen carried a bag of books and walked on the country road, thinking about it more than ten times in a year, five years, and more than fifty times, she also walked like this, and there were footprints on the road that she was deeply in, and she would definitely struggle more as a woman in the city. When she returned to the village, she put the carefully selected extracurricular books into the bookshelf in the corner of the classroom, which was full of thousands of books, and she carried them back by herself.

In the evening, he returned to the place where she had lived, now his, with a wooden table, a bed, pots and pots, and a few broken crockpots with unknown flowers and plants.

Ye Chen watered a few flowers and plants, and then sat at the desk, outside the window was a bright starry sky, clean enough to make any city person who was so busy that he forgot to look up feel trembling. He picked up the pen and poured ink into the inkwell before preparing for the lesson, and the books and notes she left behind were well preserved. Every time he feels tired, he likes to look at her handwriting, dense notes, handwriting is beautiful, very beautiful. He wondered if his handwriting would be so pretty.

When the preparation is over and the starry sky at night is beautiful, he likes to run outside, sit on a small pony stool, and look up at the stars in the sky, which one is the brightest. I heard that when people die, they turn into stars and look at the people below.

I don't know if she's also there, Ye Chen sometimes thinks.

During the time he came to Changyun Village, Sister Liu came to the village with a big belly, accompanied by Meng Ran, and that Li Mozhuang.

Sister Liu came, put incense on the solemn and solemn ground in front of the lonely grave behind the school mountain, and couldn't help crying after talking.

From Ye Chen's mouth, she knew Su Yue's story, three years ago, she had seen this woman in a coma in the hospital.

Maybe it was sympathy, maybe it was admiration, maybe it was puzzled, and the woman buried herself in the village, where she lay down and never woke up.

Sister Liu is almost seven months pregnant, and she is about to give birth in three months, and she needs to be taken care of the most.

When she left, Ye Chen didn't leave, and her usually smug best friend Meng Ran didn't say much at this time, asking or something.

Sister Liu told her before that he was paying off his debts, not to these children in the mountains, nor to Su Yue, he owed it to himself.

Sister Liu understands him and knows that he is uncomfortable and has difficulties, and when he thinks it will be over, he will naturally come back.

Before Sister Liu left, she told him about the outside, and someone outside scolded him for the disappearance of the charity party, looking for his whereabouts. He doesn't have to worry about the company's affairs and family affairs, she will take care of it herself, so that he can rest assured that he will teach the children here.

Sister Liu's words are always so heartwarming and empathetic, and it is his luck to support Ye Chen when he is trapped.

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