The love of the hibiscus flower

When I look at the moon, I often think of you. In the ancient mountains, in the ancient mountain village primary school (Wulong Elementary School), there was a lonely and lonely female teacher, a Chinese teacher, her name was Mu Hibiscus. She is a public teacher, she enjoys a certain identity and status in Wulong Primary School, she is very beautiful, very young, beautiful and vigorous, beautiful without a trace of fatigue.

Originally, in that era, she was the head teacher of the first grade (1) class, and originally, in that era, the status of teachers was high, and they ate and wore well. I just remember that her upper body was always wearing that kind of green and blue coat, which was very conspicuous in the countryside. She is a university student, and after graduating from the Teachers College, she was assigned to Wulong Primary School in this small mountain village.

I love her more than all the girls in this school, she stands out from the crowd, as beautiful as a fairy. At that time, I happened to be in elementary school in the class she taught, and she was the homeroom teacher of our class.

When I look at you, I think of the moon, she is not like me, not like us Luoyang people with a "Zhou" face, she is the kind of "moon" face like the Communist Party, originally, she is indeed a public teacher of the Communist Party.

As for me, I was born in a famous family, and our ancestors were the "Commander of the Chinese Kuomintang Youth Army". She and I seem to have a natural conflict, but my grandfather is a demobilized cadre of the "People's Liberation Army Artillery Major", so we are the vice principal of the primary school. Our principal arranged for me to be the class president of this one (1) class. Althea Hibiscus, she seems to be unhappy with me. However, I can see that she likes me in the depths of her heart......

I only remember that I had a hatred for her, and when she saw me, she always said in public that I had a Zhumadian accent and was from the water town in the south of the Yangtze River. She once said to everyone in class: "The most beautiful place in the world is the water town in the south of the Yangtze River!" "But I hate her, because I don't like my hometown, Jiangnan Water Town. What I like is this small mountain village, a paradise, on the ninth floor of the Heavenly Palace. She said in public that I was the Kuomintang of Jiangnan Water Town, which made me feel inferior, but after many years when I grew up, until now, I really love her because there was such a night.

At the end of school that afternoon, she said to the students, "Tonight plus a night of self-study, you must all come." "But none of the students came that night, and I was the only one who came, and I lit a candle and waited for her by the candlelight. After a while, she came, she sat at the podium of the podium, also lit red candles, in the silence of the night, she was so beautiful, so pure, and immaculate beauty. I stopped hating her and I started to love her. But I remember one thing, my uncle in my hometown (Jiangnan Water Town), that is, the head of my hometown, he has already called me several times, asking me to go back to my hometown to take up the post of director of the township police station, and it is not okay not to leave. And she (Althea Mu) is just a commoner, just a teacher, and in the future, maybe she will no longer be worthy of me. However, in the depths of my soul, I like her, I am afraid that I will forget her in the future, so I took a ballpoint pen to draw her picture in a notebook, maybe I can't draw accurately, but I will remember her, there is such a night, yes, really there is......