What's even more cruel is that even if you stand out among many people, what you have obtained may be just an extremely ordinary and effortless qualification in the eyes of others. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info It's like climbing a mountain, you finally reach the top of the highest mountain you see. Just when you think you can breathe a sigh of relief, look around, only to find that your mountain is just one of many small hills.

It's sad to think about, isn't it? But will you stop there? No. Next, you'll set off with a crowd of people on the hill to climb higher. You may or may not be left behind. When you climb to the higher peaks, you will find that the situation is not different from those small hills. Then there was another round of departure. Until you yourself are forced to stop or voluntarily stop.

Speaking of which, do you understand: fate is not only in your own hands, but also in the hands of others! This other person may be the environment, it may be the background, or it may be a person!

Yes, alone. Next, I would like to tell you the story before Mr. Xiaozhang became Mr. Xiaozhang.

I told you about my family before. You may wonder later how my family situation would allow me to learn to draw, right? Moreover, Mr. Xiaozhang obviously graduated from Normal University.

Actually, I think it's incredible. When I was younger, there was a teacher at our school who ran a painting tutorial class. She is a very gentle female teacher. I was very young at the time, and I was very interested in drawing, and I often eavesdropped outside her house. After coming and going, the female teacher asked me to learn with me.

Pretty simple, right? But it affected my whole life. This thing seems so ordinary, but for the respectable female teacher and me, this ordinary thing is very difficult to do.

The female teacher's surname is Yi, and she learned to draw from her father. In order to pursue her love, Ms. Yi followed her boyfriend to our southern town near the river and became an ordinary teacher. Because the family is struggling, Mr. Yi wants to earn some money to support the family by opening a tutoring class. At that time, there were not many children in the town who went to school to paint, and there were only three or four children from relatively well-off families.

I looked at the look of the children carrying the small sketchpads on their backs, and I felt envious, so I followed them and found Teacher Yi's residence.

Mr. Yi's house is one of those old big houses, surrounded by plantains and flowers. A large water tank was placed in the southeast corner of the courtyard, and a few white lotus flowers floated in the tank. At that time, as long as the weather was good, Mr. Yi would let the children set up a drawing board and draw in the yard. She shuttled from the side to guide. I hid among the trees and watched them draw.

Later, I was discovered when I had been peeking in. Teacher Yi was soft-hearted and asked me to study with me and did not charge me tuition. But the parents of one child did not follow. Why don't you take mine, but yours alone? Teacher Yi was quiet by nature, and was pointed at her nose and blamed by the rude middle-aged woman, but she didn't have the slightest power to fight back.

I watched Teacher Yi being abused and accused, hated and ashamed in my heart, and wiped my tears in frustration and prepared to leave. Unexpectedly, Mr. Yi grabbed me.

She refunded the child's tuition and turned them away. But she left me alone and gently wiped the tears from my face.

After that, I stayed and studied until I graduated from junior high school.

When I went to college, I made some money by teaching drawing to children. Since the school is subsidized, I sent all the money I earned back home so that my mother would not have to work so hard. And, because of a painting, I also met my own love.

Just when I thought a good life was about to unfold for me, graduation season came. It's time to repay the subsidy I enjoyed at school. After that, I was assigned here.

When I left, my mother went to see me off. Over the years, she has endured a lot of hardships and tiredness, and the whole person can be blown down by a weak gust of wind, but she insists on carrying my luggage. As if she couldn't feel at ease if she didn't do something more for me. It made me very uncomfortable. To be honest, I don't want to leave home at all. I don't feel comfortable that my mother is home alone. She lost a hand and had no one to take care of her. I feel sad when I think about it.

However, I had to leave. The policy is there. No way. When I'm enjoying something, I have to be prepared to give something.

For a long time, I naively thought that it would be fine after these three years. After three years, I will be able to go back to my mother and the girl I like. Xiao Tu Ran, although these words may make you feel unpleasant. But it's really the deepest thought in my heart! It's a really uncomfortable feeling to be uprooted and alone!

When you were in the first year of junior high school, I told you that my deadline was about to expire and I was going back. As the holidays approached, I was very happy. I couldn't sleep all night, planning my own insignificant future. I think that when I go back, I must earn more money so that my mother can live a good life.

However, it didn't make me happy for a few days. Things changed. Our teaching period has changed from three years to five years. The extra two years out of thin air disrupted all illusions. No one heeds our thin cries. In order not to leave a disgraceful record on our resume, we have to choose to be subservient. I questioned it, but because of the heated rhetoric, it had the opposite protest effect - being "allocated" to more remote places to receive a pitiful wage.

At that time, you were in the second year of junior high school. I disappeared from Ueno Elementary School, not because I went home, but because I was "assigned". The place where I was later transferred was much more remote than the mountain countryside. Although it is also in the territory of Kitahara, it is like two worlds compared to Ueno Village. Many times, when I look at the mountains as far as my eyes can see, I feel as if I have been thrown by fate to the ancient flood era.

Quiescence. Silence of no one. The people in the mountains live scattered. When school arrived, there was almost no one but me. There are only about 30 students in the whole school. Two miles away from the school, there are a few scattered families.

It wasn't until you were far away from the crowd that you could calm down and think. At this time, I often think of the topic of fate that I told you about at the beginning. My feelings, presumably at this moment, don't need to be said more!

In this vast world, how much of our destiny is in our own hands!

Having said that, Xiao Turan, I still hope that you can work hard to take control of your own destiny and accomplish what Teacher Xiao Zhang did not do. I pin my remaining hopes on you, hoping that you will hold as much as you can. Only in this way can you live a little more freely.