"Goose, goose, goose, song to the sky. ”

Xu Shuangchuan held the book, passed by Shen Yuxuan's desk, stretched out his index finger, knocked on the corner of the desk quietly, and continued to walk.

She knew that the mischievous child would stop the pencil that was painted on the table, quickly lift the eyelid and slant it to her back, then grimace and spit out the tip of his tongue, gently press the pencil onto the table, bow his head and pretend to open his mouth, and merge into the rhythm of the reading.

The classroom is full of leather children, all kinds of skins, and the good-natured Xu Shuangchuan is tossed more and more like her own Chinese teacher when she was a child.

"Goose, goose, goose, song to the sky. The voices of the five children were high and low, some opened their voices and screamed hard, but they didn't care at all, and some meowed twice like a cat, and their hearts were about to fly home.

This is the last class on Friday afternoon.

There were only nine students in the classroom, five in the second grade and four in the first grade. Principal Miao often lamented that ten years ago, when he was assigned to Changpingcun Primary School, there were more than 100 students, and he finally managed to get funds to build a new school building, but the number of students became fewer and fewer, and even the primary school was withdrawn and turned into a teaching point. At present, the number of children in the village who stay in the teaching center to study is decreasing, and some of them are sent directly to the primary school in the town by their parents, and some go to the work site with their parents.

Feeling emotional, Principal Miao still meticulously arranges the school's standing work. Every day, with the whole school's 20 students, the national flag must be raised and broadcast gymnastics. After Xu Shuang came, she brought a mixed class of the first and second grades, and Principal Miao himself took the third, fourth and fifth grades.

Because of the small number of students, there are only three rows of desks in the classroom, the first grade students are against the door, the second grade students are in the middle, the back half of the classroom is empty, only a blackboard newspaper, a few empty tables are placed along the wall, and lunch boxes and rain gear are placed for the students.

After Xu Shuangchuan finished reading a sentence, the children read along, and she had already walked to the last row of seats among the students. She turned around, and unexpectedly caught a glimpse of the leather child in front of her, Shen Yuxuan, who was wiping his desk vigorously with an eraser, and when she walked over later, she would probably see his black mud rolls all over the table. The words in this child's homework book are big and small, and he is as indefinite as this person, and often when she asks him to correct his homework, he raises his head and says, "Teacher, I have no eraser."

Xu Shuangchuan's eyes glanced at the other half of the classroom very quickly, the four first-grade students were assigned by her to write their homework, although they didn't make a sound, they kept making small movements, some biting pencils, some in a daze, some pulling the soles of their feet, and the remaining one who was doing homework normally, but he also twisted his nose with one hand. She coughed, and the children were all spirits, and without looking back at her, they straightened their backs reflexively, and all stared at the textbook.

Xu Shuang lowered the corners of his mouth with a smile, made a stiff face again, took a step back to the direction of the podium, and read: "The white hair floats in the green water, and the red anthurium plucks the clear waves." ”

"The white hair floats in the green water, and the red anthurium plucks the clear waves. ”

"Very good. Shen Yuxuan, you go to the blackboard and be silent, and the other students are silent in the homework book. Xu Shuangjiang stood on the podium and said.

Shen Yuxuan was shocked, got up and pushed away the chair, and looked at Xu Shuangluo with his eyes, showing a little pity at this time.

Xu Shuangchuan was unmoved, and urged: "Come up and silent, you can read the book again." ”

Shen Yuxuan didn't have time to lower his head and memorize it, and the other students also took this opportunity to squirm their lips and chant words.

It is useless for the monk to read the sutra a hundred times, just this kind of high-pressure bit of time will make them desperately memorize, Xu Shuang has been dealing with them for a few months, and he already knows this, and at this moment Shen Mei patiently listened to this humming.

"Now close the book and begin to silence. Shen Yuxuan, come up. Xu Shuang said sternly, her eyes stared at the leather child and picked up the chalk, and wrote the goose character on the blackboard as me and the bird, and did not make a sound, looked back at the second-grade students who were brushing and writing silently, and then looked at the first-grade children who were writing homework more and more seriously, pursed her lips and lowered her eyes, took out a stack of math homework books from the corner of the podium, and picked up the red pen to batch homework.

Time passed minute by minute, poor Shen Yuxuan was stuck, stared at the blackboard for a while, turned his head to glance at her tremblingly, and then sneaked a glance at his classmates, eager to get some hints, but unfortunately the classmates were taking care of themselves, and they all buried their heads in meditation on the next sentence, but none of them looked up and interacted with Shen Yuxuan's eyes.

Xu Shuangchuan knew all about it, and calmly continued to change the homework.

After a while, she closed her math homework book and turned to look at the blackboard: "Silence?"

Shen Yuxuan bit his mouth and didn't make a sound, shaking his head, his little eyes flickering.

"The teacher will give you a hint, and the next sentence is to talk about the appearance of the big white goose swimming on the surface of the water, you imagine its color, the color of the water, the scene of the goose and the water surface reflecting each other. ”

Shen Yuxuan glanced at Xu Shuang, wrinkled his nose and thought, his eyes turned to the east and west, and he saw Xu Shuang's descendant.

Xu Shuangchuan glared at him fiercely, and the child was obedient, his eyelids were together, his head was half hanging and his toes were staring, and his lips were biting into half of it, obviously trying his best to recall.

"White hair...... Floating ......" Xu Shuangchuan stared at him.

"White hair floating in green water. Shen Yuxuan's eyes lit up.

"By the way," Xu Shuangchuan smiled a little, "What about the last sentence?"

"Anthurium splashing ......" Shen Yuxuan probably didn't think it was right, hissed, habitually made small movements, raised his hand to touch his ears, came to his senses halfway, quickly put his hand down, stood in front of Xu Shuangchuan in a regular manner, glanced at her very quickly with a pair of eyes, but did not dare to look at her, and glanced at the back of the podium again.

Xu Shuang saw him like this, but he couldn't bear it in his heart, no matter how naughty the child was, he was still afraid of the teacher in his bones. She calculated that the end of class was only seven or eight minutes, and the last class should not be delayed, so she let Shen Yuxuan go.

"Students, which of you can ......" Xu Shuangchuan turned his head, facing the class, his voice suddenly paused, and his eyes subconsciously moved to the back window of the classroom.

Outside the window, a person with a big black backpack hanging on his right shoulder, wearing a black down jacket, and a gray scarf around his neck, saw her through the dusty glass window, and pulled the corners of his lips.

The children in the classroom all turned their heads to look at the back window according to Xu Shuang's gaze.

"Ahem, ahem. Xu Shuang lowered his face.

The children brushed back their heads in unison.

"Can any of you remind Shen Yuxuan of the last sentence of this poem?"

"Teacher, teacher, the last sentence is an anthurium plucking a clear wave. ”

"Okay, the students who finish the silence can do other homework, and the students who make mistakes consciously copy the wrong places again, Shen Yuxuan, complete the whole poem silently. Xu Shuangchuan finished explaining to the second-grade students and walked to the first grade, "Let the teacher see the homework you wrote." ”

The classroom was quiet, Xu Shuangchuan bowed her head slightly, swiped her fingers on the student's notebook, and whispered softly: "Don't squeeze the two doors so tightly, think about it, the door is small, do you have to become a kitten to get out?"

The child laughed.

"You can only get out if you change the mouse. Another kid interjected.

Xu Shuang had a headache, classroom discipline could only last for a few moments, and her Chinese teacher's thunderous methods still needed to be recalled slowly, so she learned from Principal Miao to take a small branch and put it on the podium and snap the corner of the table.

"Now, let's read Pinyin together. Xu Shuangchuan checked the last student, raised her head and said, her gaze closed the glass window behind her, she was closer to the person's position, and she could clearly see the staring eyes in his big smile, and the big pure gray cashmere scarf that was born in the eyes.

He learned to buy his own clothes.