A few weeping willows on campus always wither among the trees, and when spring comes, they are always the first to sprout. The willow branches are soaked in the warm spring and are as soft as hair, and they are draped in the wind, and they look like a cloud of green smoke about to rise from a distance.

It is a good time to go green, everyone yearns for the wilderness that is growing vibrant, and the students have long been unable to hold back. Some students in the class directly asked Fang Xinning to respond: "Please, teacher, let us out, let us relax." The tone was pitiful. Fang Xinning said with a smile: "Don't worry, there is already an arrangement in our school to go to the martyrs' cemetery to sweep the tombs on the Qingming Festival!" ”

As a graduating student, no matter where you go, the school can organize a trip, which is already very good, so there are still many students cheering.

Fang Xinxin also called and asked his younger brother to go back on Qingming Festival. But there happened to be an event in the school, and Fang Xinning said that he would go back a few days later. Fang Xinxin didn't force him.

Early in the morning, before the teacher gave the order to set off, the students had already brought all kinds of supplies early and stood in line to wait. Teachers don't need to worry about any activities that students like, they will be able to do it properly; On the contrary, the activities they don't like have to be urged by the teachers after their buttocks.

The weather is fine, and "it rains during the Qingming Festival" seems to be just a historical event.

The third (3rd) class of junior high school was arranged to take the lead because of the organization of study tours. A few students at the front carried wreaths, followed by a group flag. Flowers were also bought spontaneously in each class.

It is about a dozen miles to go to the martyrs' cemetery, and the whole journey is on foot. All class teachers are required to walk with students to ensure their safety.

Fang Xinning made a call to Ji Meiting: "Are you here today, and I will create a good opportunity for you to write news." We will take the students to visit the grave today, and if you come to take pictures, you may be able to win some awards. Ji Meiting said: "It seems that you really don't care about my business at all!" Fang Xinning suddenly regretted what she said just now, yes, she was no longer in the newspaper office, why was she so careless? I had to quibble: "Anyway, the Propaganda Department has this responsibility, I miss you too much, and I want to meet you." ”

It's good to justify itself. Hanging up the phone, Fang Xinning blamed himself vigorously. What the hell is busy with, going wrong with her over and over again?

The procession walked through the streets and alleys, attracting passers-by to stop and watch. Many parents have been waiting on the halfway road, delivering water and snacks, and some even want to use the car to carry their children for a while. But in full view, no student was embarrassed to accept the help of their parents. Children are squeamish and have low self-care skills, and all the responsibility lies with the parents. Therefore, when Fang Xinning talks with parents in the future, he always likes to say such a sentence: Don't underestimate our children!

Fang Xinning did not forget the instructions of the director of the factory, and specially arranged for Si Wenjin to follow him closely, in case there were really bad people who beat him. It's not a big problem on campus, it's hard to say no mess when you leave school, and be careful not to go overboard.

After more than an hour, the team finally arrived at the martyrs' cemetery. Principal Cheng and the staff of the cemetery have been waiting there for a long time. Rest on the spot, followed by a ceremony with wreaths and flowers.

President Cheng specially invited the comrades of the county history office to make a report. But within a few minutes of listening to the report, the team began to buzz.

Some students gave Fang Xinning their opinions: "It won't be just to listen to these, right?" ”

"Teacher, let's move around freely for a while."

The class teachers had to go to the classes to maintain order. This is supposed to be a solemn place, and the students are messing around, which damages Taeun's image.

After the two comrades from the Shi Zhi Office finished their reports, President Cheng invited an old comrade who had personally experienced the defense of Xinxian County to talk about the battle scene of that year. The old comrade was nearly 90 years old, and his voice trembled slightly, but the students listened more seriously.

At the strong request of the students, Principal Cheng finally agreed to arrange a 30-minute free activity. When he finished emphasizing discipline, the students immediately scattered and played.

He Lihua and several other classmates gathered around Fang Xinning and asked him to guess riddles.

He Lihua said one first: "A little bit to the sky, the Yellow River has two bends, the eight characters open their mouths, and the words go inside, you twist, I twist; You are long, I am long; Among them, there is a horse king, next to the word moon at the bottom of the heart, leave a hook to hang hemp and talk about sugar, and push a cart to visit Xianyang". This word is difficult for Fang Xinning, he has long heard that this is a snack in Xi'an, Shaanxi Province, the word "biang" for biangbiang noodles. He wrote on the ground on the spot, which had more than 50 drawings. Although these things are not very useful for learning, they can also broaden students' horizons and add interest, which is different from Kong Yiji's four ways of writing the character "Hui" as a way of showing off knowledge.

Ji Hongfei also came over to join in the fun, watching Fang Xinning write, repeating the mantra just now.

Shen Xue also said: "A little bit of horizontal and a big hand, a little bit of a turn, a little bit of a turn, a left one, a right one, one hand and another hand." "All the classmates can't guess it, and Fang Xinning can't think of it, how can there be so many apostrophes in Chinese characters? This time, Ji Hongfei was the first to know the answer, saying that it was the word "Liao". This riddle counts both the squeeze and the mention as apostrophes, and it would be hard to think of if you hadn't guessed it. He Lihua squinted at Ji Hongfei, as if she blamed her for being troublesome, and said the answer so quickly that everyone was interested.

Feng Xiqiang came over to give you an exclusive new topic: "Excuse me, where is it that making money and losing money are exactly the same?" "Is it a brain teaser?" Some students asked. "Of course not." "Is it in the game?" "Not really." "On stage?" "Not yet." "Where the hell?" Shen Xue was so anxious that she went over and tickled him. "I said," Feng Xiqiang shouted as he ran, "It's in the Wubi input method." "Hey," He Lihua said, "this is a digression, and we don't know how to do it." ”

Ji Hongfei drew and pulled "MUQG" on the ground and nodded yes.

Everyone is making trouble for Fang Xinning to come to one. Ji Hongfei said: "I'll tell you one." Listen, one doesn't come out, two don't come out, three don't come out, either don't come out, or don't come out. The classmates gathered around her again, trying to guess the answer to the riddle. Only He Lihua didn't seem to like her riddles very much, and stood aside to watch.

Fang Xinning suddenly felt that he didn't see Si Wenjin, and shouted: "Si Wenjin! Si Wenjin! He Lihua said, "Isn't he right behind you?" Shen Xue said: "Teacher, do you regard Si Wenjin as a personal bodyguard?" Fang Xinning turned around and saw that Si Wenjin was holding a praying mantis in his hand, making a grimace behind him, that was learning mantis boxing, right? His funny appearance made everyone daxiao.

When everyone was daxiao, Si Wenjin thought of the answer and said that it was the word "sen". Everyone applauded and encouraged him.

Si Wenjin was happy, and also took advantage of the situation to draw a few Arabic numerals on the ground for everyone to guess an idiom. If you look closely at what he painted on the ground, it is "333555". Since he prompted to guess an idiom, the difficulty is too low, and almost several people said the answer at the same time, "groups of three or five".

As soon as the answer came out, everyone immediately expressed their disdain for Si Wenjin, as if the difficulty of the riddle was low, and the quality of the riddler was not high.

Fang Xinning looked at these lovely children and was very happy in her heart. What kind of work can you do to feel this unique youthful atmosphere in children every day?

A sense of satisfaction made him want to hum a few words.