Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the winter vacation is approaching. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After enduring the January winter, except for the purple shirt and Mr. Tian, who still maintained a complete face, the children's faces seemed to be covered with a layer of armor. Children with better conditions at home will wear gloves, and if the mother is at home, the child will wear a small velvet hat knitted by the mother herself, and the dexterous mother will embroider a large flower on the edge of the hat. But Yuzhu only has the pair of gloves with fingers that Purple Shirt bought for her in the town, and they are also torn, but Yuzhu still likes and cherishes those gloves so much that she wears them outside.

It is snowing outside the window, it can be compared to goose feathers, and there is a thick layer on the ground, which is white and picturesque, which is a symbol of the harvest and moistening the year in the coming year, and it is also the most beautiful scenery of Walnut Bay in a year. The mountains are white, there is no trace of harmony against the scene, the purple shirt has never seen such a beautiful natural scene, she has been completely conquered by this scenery, standing under the eaves of the classroom to enjoy this ingenious and endless beauty, completely into her own world.

Suddenly, a small snowball came to him, directly on the face of the purple shirt, and turned into pieces of snowflakes in the air. Purple Shirt was stunned by the sudden attack, and looked directly at the crazy children in front of her who were having snowball fights, she wanted to find the culprit from the Million Male Master, and then give her back the shameful attack.

"Sister Purple Shirt! Come and play! Such a big snowflake! ”

Tian Jie waved to the purple shirt in the snow, and then spread out her hands to face the sky and hug the sky and the earth.

"It's you! See if I don't kill you! ”

Purple Shirt grabbed a handful of snow from the ground and kneaded it into a snowball, and ran towards Tian Jie.

In an instant, the children were divided into two camps, and the children without gloves also picked up the plastic bags buried in the snow and put them on their hands full of frostbite, and became involved in the happy battlefield of snowflakes.

The result, of course, was that the purple shirt won, and it was so easy to win. But the loser is even more happy, lying in the snow at the mercy of the winner, and then having to pull a cardboard sleigh for the winner. The world at this time already belonged to them, a paradise of joy, without poverty, without pain, without tears.

The heavy snow stopped at noon on the third day, which also happened to be the day of the holiday in Walnut Bay Village. According to the practice of the previous holiday, the purple shirt had to take two classes before the holiday, and the only difference was that it would be separated for a short time after this holiday. The last class was a music class, and the children were elated. The class was very long, Zishan kept playing the piano, and Mr. Tian kept pointing and singing the lyrics on the blackboard on the podium.

"Little Swallow! Wear floral clothes! Come here every spring. I asked the swallow why did you come here・・・・・" The ballad that has swept generations of children is once again sung in this ravine, and the children are tired of it, and they beat their mouths to the rhythm of the teacher. The snow stopped, but the cold wind was still blowing, blowing from every corner of the window into the children's unsuspecting necks, raising pimple after pimple.

The class that you don't want to go to work will still have to go after all, just like people who don't want to leave, they have to leave after all.

The sound of the piano stopped, and the purple shirt gently closed the lid, slowly got up, walked to the podium, and wrapped the lace scarf that he had taken off. Teacher Tian wiped the blackboard, gently patted the blackboard eraser, and the powder kept dancing in the classroom.

"Class."

"Stand up!"

"Goodbye, teacher!"

As usual, the children carried the cartoon schoolbags sent by the purple shirt, and after packing up, they said goodbye to the purple shirt and Tian Jie.

That night, Tian Jie went to find Zi Shirt after packing up, hoping to go together tomorrow.

The night was quiet, and scattered snowflakes were still falling outside, I don't know if they came from the sky or fell from the eaves. The purple shirt's heart was quiet, and the sound of snowflakes falling could be heard, and then it melted again, nourishing this poor land. The dim electric lights remained on until early in the morning.

Early the next morning, Zishan and Tian Jie went on the road together. Walking in the fields that longed for a good harvest but never had a good harvest, along the creek that had been rumbling but was thick with ice.

When they arrived at the entrance of the village, they were surprised to see the loveliest group of children. Standing next to the two big trees at the head of the village, with their younger siblings and the dog named 'Wangcai' who has been barking for an unknown number of years. The children surrounded the two of them, holding them both, but did not cry. Because they know that they will be back next year, and they said in person that they would bring them gifts after class! A doll? A puppy made of cloth? Or is it a new dress? But they are so reluctant to leave with them, and they don't want to for a moment. Purple Shirt is holding a three-year-old little girl who is not her student but wants to be her student! She's the pillar's sister! has a small face that makes people want to kiss two mouthfuls when they see it. She kept looking at the purple shirt, and her big eyes kept staring without blinking. Purple Shirt gave the little girl's hand to the pillar.

"Let's go back! It's too cold, let's all go back! ”

The purple shirt touched the children's heads, and involuntarily kissed the little girl. Then he said, "Let's all go back!" I'll be back next year! Definitely! Let's all go back! It's so cold! ”

The children didn't make a sound, they stood quietly, looking at Zishan and Tian Jie.

The purple shirt looked at the children and said, "Let's all go back!" It's so cold! Let's go back! There will be a gift next year! ”

The children are still standing.

The purple shirt left, and together with Mr. Tian, he left without looking back! Maybe they didn't dare to look back into the children's powerful eyes, just like the little girl. Only two dogs named Wangcai followed them, and the sincere eyes of the children.

Tian Jie asked Zishan, "Sister Shan, will you come again next year?" "Come on! I promised the kids! Will definitely come! ”

They parted for the time being, leaving behind the footprints that were always hidden by the wind and snow. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )