"The grass grows and the warbler flies in the February sky, and the poplar willows on the embankment are drunk with green smoke・・・・・"

Zi Shirt is taking the children to read aloud "Village House" by 'Gao Ding', and the children are reading word by word with their heads up. After Mr. Huang left, they became more serious, perhaps because the children subconsciously thought that in the near future, Mr. Xiaoshan would also leave them.www.biquge.info The other classroom was already empty, and they didn't know how long they could stay together.

Today's weather is very good, the sun is shining, and the breeze is blowing, which is very refreshing. Zishan knows that after school, the children can't be like what is said in "Village House" - 'children come back early from school, and they are busy releasing paper kites while the east wind is blowing', they have too many things to do. She thought that the last class of the afternoon might as well be a physical education class! It's rare to have such good weather today. So the children were also very happy, and the hoops that helped them hide in another classroom were taken out. They had never taken physical education class, only when the old man used to help water his vegetable patch when he was teaching, and they thought this was just for them to play!

Purple Shirt had seen this thing, it was something she had taken from the children when she first came, and ordered that the children should not be allowed to play anymore, saying that it was too noisy. Now that she saw it again, she realized that the children had been hiding it from her for almost a year, and she hadn't even noticed it, and that all the little boys were almost all in pairs, which made her angry and funny. But she was not ready to pursue it, and it did not meet the wishes of the children. I played a hoop relay race with the children.

There were thirteen hoops in total, and Purple Shirt picked ten of the best of them and divided them into five groups. So a grand hoop game kicked off, and the purple shirt personally served as the referee, and the children cheered and said that they were having fun. After the game, the purple shirt couldn't withstand the instigation of the children, and she tried to play, but found that she couldn't get out, which made her slowly admire these lovely children, and also made her abolish the ban on playing.

There is a small pool in front of the classroom, where the purple shirts are rushing the heads of the young players, and the water on the mountain is cold and cold, but the children are used to it. Every time they sweat profusely, they always have to rush here.

The children's heads were stuck under the faucet, and the water was washed freely, and the purple shirts squatted there to scratch their heads one by one. Every child wants the shirt teacher to scratch for a longer time until the one in the back can't wait, so the washed children will roll up the clothes, hang them on their heads, and smile at the shirt teacher, and the purple shirt will smile at them.

The seedlings planted in early spring have begun to spit out the stamens, which are small and white, and they are not easy to see at all. But you can smell the fragrance, and the breeze wafts in the air.

The mood of the purple shirt is the same as the weather, it is sunny and cheerful, walking on the country road, humming the little song that I don't know where.

She was going to visit her grandmother, and promised Yuzhu to go whenever she had time. Carrying two bottles of canned food, it was for grandma, and she liked the canned pineapple the most. But she couldn't go to town, and she couldn't afford to buy it, so Purple Shirt would bring two bottles to her grandmother every week.

When I got to that slope, the purple shirt had long since stopped covering her mouth, maybe she was really used to it.

Yuzhu and grandma were driving pigs there, when grandma was feeding the pigs just now, it sneaked out of the gap when grandma was digging pig manure, and refused to go in the mud outside, no matter how Yuzhu and grandma rushed, maybe it was used to by grandma, it was the oldest pig in the village.

Yuzhu was about to pick up the stick in her hand to hit this disobedient beast when she was immediately stopped by her grandmother, who said softly: "Mo Taye! It's spiritual! Can't beat it! ”

The purple shirt slowly walked up the slope. Perhaps frightened by the sight of the living, he immediately kicked his legs, ran to the pigsty and hid, and closed the door himself.

Zi Shirt looked curious and asked, "Grandma, what is this for?" How did you get the pigs out? Without waiting for grandma to speak, Yuzhu said happily: "Sister Xiaoshan, you are so powerful." The pig sees you and runs back, hehe! You can be the king of pigs! Grandma took the cane and gently knocked on the jade bead, and said, "What are you talking about!" Return the pig king, I think you are the personal king! Yuzhu said: "Grandma, why did you beat me?" I've hurt my foot, and I'll see who will give you this precious pig something to eat tomorrow." Purple Shirt smiled and handed the two bottles of canned food to Yuzhu. Grandma smiled: "Every time I come, I bring this sweet water to grandma, hehe!" Zishan smiled, put his arm around Grandma Du's shoulders from behind, and said, "Zishan knows that grandma loves to eat this sweet water, if you don't bring it, you will not be filial!" Hey! Grandma smiled, and Purple Shirt helped Grandma carry the tube for feeding the pigs and went home together.

Every time the purple shirt came, he not only brought food for grandma and Yuzhu, but also always helped grandma do some work. Once she saw her grandmother hoeing in front of the door, and she couldn't help but want to try two of them. As a result, within half an hour of digging, there were two big blisters on her hands, and Yuzhu picked a small hole for her to let the water flow out of it, and she could only take things the next day.

Purple shirts and jade beads held a large handful of millet and gave food to the chickens by the pigsty. These chickens were sent by Secretary Zhang in the early spring, and now they have grown to two or three catties, but grandma and Yuzhu are reluctant to eat them, just like the pig. But after all, you still have to eat, and grandma can't afford to raise such guys.

The purple shirt asked Yuzhu and said, "Yuzhu! What do you want to be when you grow up? Yuzhu said: "I want to be like you, be a teacher, teach in our own village, and go to the town." ”

"Then why not go to the city? Teaching in the city is a lot more fun than going to Walnut Bay. ”

"Nope! The city is too big, I'm afraid of getting lost, and I don't know anyone in the city! It's good to be in Walnut Bay, and my mother always wants me to be a teacher when she's around! Hey! ”

Compared with what he thought when he was a child, Yuzhu's dream is much more real. But such a real dream was too far away from her, as if it was close at hand, but after a while, it seemed so far away.

Zishan sincerely hopes that Yuzhu and all the children can follow their own path, sail down the river, and go all the way. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )