"Actually, what the second gang said is right. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" said the principal Fan.

"How so? The second gang is just a second-grade elementary school student, and you know that it's okay to read the newspaper and make plans, like the textbooks that these children are taking now, I'm really a layman, and you really give me a good explanation of the truth. ”

The father of the second gang said very sincerely.

"In fact, you also know that our country has gone through the **** of the past ten years, and it can be said that it has become a mess in terms of education, not only the teachers are extremely scarce, but also the talents who compile books, although Zhao Huahong said that he used to be a high school graduate, but the ink he drank before has been eaten up for so many years, although everyone recommended him to be a teacher, in fact, it is reluctant, the answer he said is according to the answer given on the record, and although the second gang is only in the second grade, But he took the children while going to school, which provided him with convenience, and he listened to the five-grade courses casually, and he had already touched the bypass, and he happened to find the loophole in this question, so according to this question, the understanding of the second gang is correct, Zhao Huahong also didn't turn the corner for a while, but afterwards he also realized that he was wrong, so he felt embarrassed, so he proposed not to do it. ”

Principal Nafan also explained the reason in detail to the father of the second gang, since the people themselves have stopped doing it, it doesn't seem to be much fun to pursue it again, so it won't be over.

But the people of the entire Guanyintang Village know that Secretary Li's second son and two gangs are amazing, with two brothers, just walking around the campus, and the culture they have learned exceeds that of the teacher, this is not a prodigy, and the future of this child is limitless.

So in the essay contest for primary school students held by the County Education Bureau, the cousin of the second gang proposed to let the second gang participate, everyone was a little objectionable at first, but it was unanimously approved after only a little discussion, and the old man of the second gang is now everyone's superior supervisor, don't look at the monk's face to see the Buddha's face, if you don't know what to do, probably you just don't want to mix here.

In addition to the fourth-grade Chinese industry, people are authentic county high school graduates, not only the third brother of the second gang, but also have a very close cousin relationship, relatives to help relatives, neighbors to help neighbors, since it is proposed in the family's business, you have to give some face.

In order to let the two gangs get a good result, Secretary Li deliberately didn't want him to take care of the four gangs that day, and Principal Fan personally led the team to the game site.

As the saying goes, the door is out of the tiger, this is not a home at all, there are more than 60 people who participated in the competition, and a few of them announced their abstention before entering the door of the classroom.

The essay title of the competition is to write a narrative essay based on the text "Ruixue", the title is "Remembering the First Snow", which requires the use of three layers of Ruixue Zhaofeng Year and this winter's Maigai to sleep on a pillow with steamed buns in the coming year, and there are three descriptive techniques such as symbolic metaphor and exaggerated personification.

After reading the question, a few more students abstained, and the second gang also handed in the papers early, but they were all written and handed in, and they didn't even type the draft. The essay of the Second Gang reads:

Time flies really fast, just when people are still immersed in the joy of the rice harvest, the wheat that has just been planted for a short time will quickly show new sprouts, just like a little angel rushing to celebrate the New Year, looking forward to it, and soon connected into a large green piece, as if to put a new carpet on the whole earth, clean and fresh, and appear full of vitality.

I often hear adults say, "This year's hybrid rice yield has more than doubled compared to previous years, and it would be nice if the wheat harvest next year could be as good as rice." Some older ones will pick up the conversation and say worriedly: "Selling seeds is not the same as rice, if you want to harvest a bumper harvest, you have to snow more in winter, haven't you heard of it, the winter wheat cover three layers of quilts, the next year will sleep on the pillow steamed buns, everything depends on the will of God." ”

At this time, there will be some young people who confidently say: "Don't worry, now that we have caught up with the good times, and the country has good policies, don't talk about rice and wheat in the future, that is, melons, fruits, pears and dates, there will be a good harvest." ”

It's really a matter of heaven, the blue sky will become gray in a few days, and it is getting thicker and thicker, and finally after school one day, the northwest wind blew whining, the children are wearing cotton jackets and cotton pants, some also put on cotton hats, put their little hands tightly into the sleeves, it's going to snow, we are no longer crazy to play, but we are all still very happy, because Ruixue is a good year, in order to have a good harvest next year, we only hope that this snow can come bigger and more violent.

Winter is really cold, when I sleep at night, I don't dare to stretch my legs, but I still can't hide the anticipation of the first snow, from time to time I get out of bed, look out through the window, but I finally did not resist the infestation of sleepy insects, lay on the bed and fell asleep in a daze, when I opened my eyes again, I felt that the room was obviously much brighter than usual, intuitively, it was really snowing, so I hurriedly put on my clothes, opened the window, and took a closer look. Wow, it's so beautiful, it's not spectacular, it's a silvery world everywhere, I don't know when, a thick layer has gathered on the ground, and there seem to be countless big goose feathers floating down obliquely in the sky.

By this time the wind had stopped, as if I could hear the rustle of the snowflakes falling, I was elated, I was jubilant, I was overjoyed, I really wanted to open my throat and sing loudly, singing about next year's good harvest, singing about another good year, singing about another new hope.

But when I lay on the bed again, I tossed and turned, and I couldn't sleep anymore, not thinking about anything else, but thinking about the lonely old man who had become a five-guarantee household, my uncle and grandmother, winter was coming, I was alone with no children and grandchildren, I didn't know how to eat and sleep well, I was so old, no one took care of me, I was a Young Pioneer, it seemed that I should do something for her, yes, to do something for her.

When the day finally dawned and the snow stopped, I hurriedly got dressed, carried a shovel and a broom, and went to call out to the two classmates, Datou and the guard, and told them my thoughts, and they also agreed with them, and also brought the tools to clear the snow.

When the day dawned, we all felt sweaty, and when we were about to leave quietly, it probably alarmed her old man, and then she opened the door and found us, moved to tears, and grabbed our little hands tightly, and said one after another: "Thank you, thank you, you are all good children of Chairman Mao."

The three of us waved our hands vigorously, and said in a loud voice: "No thanks, no thanks, because we are Young Pioneers, this is what we should do, compared to Uncle Lei Feng, we are still far behind." ”

The sun rose again, and we went to school with our school bags on our backs, although we could still feel a little sweaty and cool on our bodies, but we felt warm in our hearts, and how meaningful it was to be able to do a good deed for others. (To be continued.) )