When God closes a door for you, He opens a window for you.

When you go on a run, you will understand and get a lot of things.

Perhaps, I don't have much time left in this little place, and I'm about to go to the next stop.

I want to go around this place where I grew up and see it.

Even one day, it doesn't come back.

There won't be many regrets, at least the memories will be taken away.

Pixie Anime City.

It's been open for so many years, and it's still open.

This is where my youth was full of memories, and those games: Journey to the West, War of the Three Kingdoms, The King of Fighters, Baseball Kid, Thunderbolt, etc., accompanied me through the boring time after skipping school; Those game characters: Ryoma, Monkey King, Little Dragon Girl, Cao Zhijing, Yagami, Shiranui Dance, Zhuge Liang, Diao Chan, Zhao Yun, etc., were the best mentors and friends in the perfect world when I was young.

Walking into the animation city, there are still many truant students and young people gathered here, or smoking and frolicking, or dating and falling in love, or bored here to watch people play machines.

I took a few game coins and couldn't wait to start playing Journey to the West, chose the role of Ryoma, and singled out until the last level left, when I was about to clear the level, I was going to reap the happy time, a yellow-haired boy came over and asked me to take a few game machine coins for him to play, and I was having fun and didn't bother to take care of him, since he was angry and pointed my head down, he turned my game in front of me.

I'm 10,000 *** pouring up, and I have a heart that wants to kill.

As soon as he stood up, he grabbed the collar of the yellow hair, looked at the non-mainstream and stupid-looking birdman in front of him, and said angrily: "Fuck, you're sick!" I want to die! ”

Huang Mao disdainfully sprayed foul saliva on my face, shook his head, and said very unpleasantly: "Look at what!" Fuck you! Look at you! ”

Although I haven't been to this place for a long time, I won't suffer this inexplicable shame, hell today, come to this place to find memories of my youth, since I met such a stupid gangster who doesn't know the height of the sky.

A right hook fist smashed hard on the corner of Huang Mao's mouth, Huang Mao fell to the ground with a muffled sound, I was still angry, I took the stool and smashed it on him, Huang Mao's nosebleed for a long time, wailing in pain, but still very stringed, saying "Lose your mother!" Since you dare to string like this, I want your whole family to die today. ”

When I heard it, I thought it was funny, why are the little gangsters so arrogant and lawless now, sighed, and said, "I'm still waiting!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the entire game hall exploded, and eight or nine thugs who were smoking and playing there just now pulled out iron bars and machetes from behind the game console and surrounded them.

I haven't seen this formation for a long time.

One of them, dyed red, said, "Lost! So skewers, come to us to play a game console, we will collect a protection fee and take a few game coins and refuse, and dare to beat our brother and smash the field. You are dying, you know, do you know whose territory this is? Fuck you, you want to die, don't you? ”

I sneered and said, "What kind of society is it now, do you think it's still the 80s and 90s, playing the old boy to fight and kill and make movies!" If I don't come here to play the game console, you don't need to be so bullied, embarrass me!

Huang Mao stood up in pain, spat bloody saliva, and said, "Phew! Now Meicheng is the world of the little sixth brother, we are the brothers of the little sixth brother, and here we have the final say. Just now I told you to give me the game currency, you have to give it to me, not only did you not listen to me, you also beat me, you are dead, you dare to beat me, you dare to offend the sixth brother, you fuck, you are dead. ”

Little Sixth Brother, when did Meicheng have this number one again?

I have long since developed in a big city, and I will not care about the so-called things in the rivers and lakes of these old families, the so-called big brother.

And the affairs of the rivers and lakes, the big brother on the rivers and lakes, if there are as many eggs as they hurt, they will have as many eggs.

I slowly wiped away the saliva spit from Huang Mao with my hand, suppressed the anger in my heart, and said, "Why are you like a pug, in addition to biting people, you can also spit." So uneducated! ”

Huang Mao was angry, his eyes burst out with murderous intentions, he took the iron pipe of the brother next to him, gritted his teeth and said, "Lose your mother!" Brothers, I want you to die-"

Now the younger generation of gangsters is really lawless, and they don't need to go through their brains to do things, and they are really fucking ruthless. The knife and stick were cut directly at the important parts of the person's head, and the battle would not stop without making a human life.

Fortunately, I have fought so many times since I was a child, and I still have actual combat experience. A chair blocked those knives and sticks, jumped up, smashed the corner of the chair on Huang Mao's head, Huang Mao's scalp cracked, blood gushed out, I snatched his iron rod, and then put down a few people who came closer, the others saw that I was fighting well, and they didn't dare to come over for a while, staring at me.

When I had eaten enough and had no time to make trouble with them, I kicked Huang Mao who had fallen to the ground a few times to relieve my anger, threw the iron rod at the gang, and said indignantly: "A bunch of fools! ”

The fight was very happy, and he swaggered out of the game machine hall.

Motorbikes roar through small towns, through long streets, empty alleys.

After many years, I found that the taste of the streets and alleys of this small town is still so familiar.

Here, I have passed away too many boring days and sleepless nights, or dating friends, or calling brothers, or calling friends, or carrying sisters, and here I consume every day, night, and year when I was young.

When I came to the Cultural Park, it was so old that I didn't know how many nights and days the trees have lived here, and how many springs, summers, autumns and winters have been spent here.

When I came here in the daytime, in addition to seeing young people coming here for a date with girls who skipped class or ran away from home, I basically saw old people who came here to exercise, or play tai chi, or play chess, or walk, or chat to pass the time.

I was walking slowly with my hands in my pockets, and an old man with gray hair stopped me—

"Xie Shao, you are Lao Xie's son, Xie Shao?"

I was stunned when I heard this voice, and looked at the old man, whose thin body was like the wind could blow him away. The thin and small face is crawling with wrinkles, only the eyes always radiate a warm light.

Isn't this old man the teacher who fought against him every day and even hated him every day when I was in the second year of junior high school, gritting my teeth and fighting with him several times, Teacher Liu Wenhua?

Mr. Liu was my homeroom teacher at the time, in his early fifties, and I was the student he took over when he was about to retire.

This person was about to retire when he taught me, and it stands to reason that he could just deal with the students casually like other teachers, but he can't!

You have to be conscientious and responsible, and teach strictly. Moreover, he came to men's menopause at the age of fifty, and he was very seriously involved in endocrine disorders, with a bad temper and scolding, who doesn't like to learn to manage people, and most importantly, to see that you always don't change your ways, and you also like home visits, and you take the trouble to go to your home, do home visits and do ideological work.

I was the unluckiest, saddest, and most painful student in his class!

He said the most, scolded the most, and visited the most three students.

The years are unforgiving, and it is a matter of time to meet again.

I held Mr. Liu's hand with mixed feelings, and held Mr. Liu's hand tightly, the grudge against him that I used to hate him was long gone, and I said excitedly: "Mr. Liu, I am your student, Xie Shao!" ”

Mr. Liu is now over the age of six, and his ears and body are not as good as before, so he slowed down for a moment before he said happily: "Ah Shao, hello!" Although my eyes are no longer good, I still can't recognize the wrong person. Ah Shao, how are you? The teacher hasn't seen you for many years, what are you doing now, you shouldn't be as naughty and troublesome as before! ”

Of course, I couldn't tell the teacher that I was running away now, so I told the teacher what I said badly or badly, and helped him find a shady place to sit down and talk about the relationship between teachers and students.

Teacher Liu had a soft look in his eyes, and said softly: "Then seeing that you are like this, you have not embarked on the road of breaking the law and committing crimes, the teacher is also very happy and gratified." Do you know? You don't read anymore, you don't come to school anymore, how anxious I am, teacher. When your homeroom teacher really didn't teach you well in my hands and quit school early, I was really uncomfortable at that time, and I still feel guilty now! ”

I didn't expect that I once hated the teacher so deeply that he would love me so deeply, I really have no shame!

At this moment, I realized how ashamed I was to him, my beloved teacher.

From the day he became my second class teacher, I worked with him endlessly.

Sometimes he educates me in front of the whole class, and I can scold him angrily in front of the whole class, saying that he is a sven scum who takes the country's tax money, a nosy and nonsense person, and takes us who are already muddy people who can't support the wall, and play like monkeys, lonely and fake!

Sometimes he asked me to stay in his office for a long time, instilling in me a lot of truths, and I was so hurt by his Dafa that I wanted to die and wanted to break myself, secretly scolding her, the old guy is a god disease whose head has been in the water, and the old guy is an old stubborn who teaches too much, chattering like chanting Buddha in the temple, and talking about it like a funeral song played in the countryside.

Sometimes the most annoying thing is home visits, and he likes to come to my house the most!

Lao Xie didn't have to pull the motorcycle to solicit passengers, and he was busy receiving him and greeting him all day long.

The most annoying thing is that he is not afraid of my retaliation. Several times I openly declared war in his office or in class, and I thanked the teenager for waiting for him after school to block him, threatening to clean him up. Teacher Liu was also accustomed to responding calmly, not only did he report to the school and ask the teaching office to expel me, but also took me to his house after school to make up for the homework and do my homework.

At the end of the day, I was out of options.

I'm annoyed with him, it's okay if I don't go to school and don't study, then it's not your care.

I hate him to death, it's always comfortable if I don't go to school and see you, then the six roots are clean.

I really didn't read it when I was in my second year of junior high school!

Time has passed, and the past is really untraceable!

At this moment, I realized that the person you hated the most when you were a child and the person you hated the most was the person you cared about and cared for the most in a few years.

It's just that the wind knows the clouds and the rain knows, and sometimes you don't know until you know!

I looked at my teacher Liu and said gratefully, "Teacher Liu, I'm so glad you were able to be my teacher at that time!" I regret not listening to you more, taking more of your lectures, and remembering more of your advice. ”

Teacher Liu's vicissitudes of life bloomed with joy, and he said with relief: "You can say that, the teacher is still very happy!" ”

Then Fei dragged me to his house for dinner, and pulled me back with a slightly trembling hand.

I arrived at Mr. Liu's house, a relatively narrow residence.

In fact, those who are engaged in teaching and educating people are relatively poor, and they are willing and willing to be poor!

I saw the desk where I did my homework at his house many years ago, although there are no more textbooks for preparing for class now, but many more bottles and cans of medicine, but the class group photo I took in the second year of junior high school is still placed in the most conspicuous position on the table by Mr. Liu.

At that time, the photo of myself was really like the flowers of the motherland in the textbook, budding to be released, full of youth, young and worry-free!

Teacher Liu pointed to the photo and said proudly, "I actually miss the class time at that time." It's true! Then, his eyes darkened, and he slowly recounted his years of life.

After Mr. Liu retired, his wife died of cancer, and then the white-haired person sent the black-haired person, and the only son left due to a car accident on a business trip, and then his body deteriorated, hypertension, diabetes and other geriatric diseases are also accompanied by perennial diseases, and the heart is not good in the past six months, and he went to have bypass surgery, which is not easy.

Seeing things and thinking about people, touching the scene!

I remembered the text "We Love Teachers" that I memorized when I was a child-

We love our teachers and they care about us.

We are the flowers of the motherland, and the teachers are diligent gardeners.

The teacher taught us to remember Chairman Mao's words:

Study hard and make progress every day!

On the way to grow up, we hated a lot of teachers, didn't like a lot of teachers, and even hated and cursed a lot of teachers, they dared to confiscate our villain books, didn't let us talk to each other in class, didn't let us cheat in exams, didn't let us fall in love, didn't allow us to skip class to play outside, didn't let us fight, didn't allow us to sleep on the table.......

But at least one thing.

Dear teacher, good for you!