Open the dusty heart and let the narrow selfishness fade away; Let the free mind fly, and let the open-mindedness and tolerance return.

So a world suddenly opened up in front of my eyes: blue, white clouds, bridges, flowing water, tree-lined roads, everywhere with fresh joy......

Walking all the way through in a chic and happy way, the fragrance of flowers lingers in the nose, and the petals blown by the wind dance gracefully around you.

After more than ten years of time, Wang Yang still clearly remembers the situation, in that early autumn September, the sun was fresh and gorgeous, full of hopeful images......

Later, the tall Principal Li laughed heartily.

In the midst of that laughter, he saw that Teacher Wang, who was unwilling to let him into the kindergarten class, looked at the tall Principal Li, and then looked at him.

Wang Yang blinked, looked at the teacher Wang, and turned his head away.

He didn't like such a teacher very much.

Because, at first, this teacher didn't seem to like him very much.

If he could, he hoped that he would never let this teacher teach him in the future.

He liked it, Wang Yang tilted his head back slightly, and looked at Principal Li, his eyes were full of joy.

This teacher, he likes.

It would be nice if I could teach him in the future.

It was only later that he learned that the tall principal Li had only taught mathematics for five years.

And he is just a child who has entered the kindergarten class later, which is really naïve.

"This kid is not worried, and he will have to trouble Principal Li and the teachers in the future." The mother smiled, reached out and patted him on the back.

Wang Yang touched his back, grinned, and laughed, like a flower, he rushed at the teachers in front of him one by one, winking and laughing happily.

His mother once told him that as long as he did something wrong, his mother would hit him on the back.

All he had to do was smile and apologize.

"Yes, yes, there is Huigen." Principal Li raised his hand and touched Wang Yang's head again, "Study hard in the future and learn more knowledge." ”

"Hmm." Wang Yang responded very obediently.

Later, he went home with his mother, and the next morning, following behind his brother, he also carried his mother's schoolbag for him, hummed the song of Erlang's school, and ran to Liu.

This run went from six to twenty-two.

The young head teacher turned his head and glanced at Principal Li, who was now older.

And Principal Li, it seems, doesn't look old, his height is still tall and straight, his smile is still hearty and arrogant, and his voice is still loud and pleasant.

It seems that nothing is there, but, it seems, everything is slowly changing again.

Back then, he looked up at Principal Li from the audience, and now, he and Principal Li stand here side by side.

However, whether it is in the past, or in the present, or in the future, in his heart, Principal Li has always been the person he looks up to.

Outside the window, a light cloud floated by, and a warm breeze swept by.

Beyond that breeze, the sun was still gorgeous, and there was no light or shadow to be seen, but the traces of sunlight could still be seen from the edge of the light clouds.

In that dreamy color, he knew that he could be inexhaustible, inexhaustible to retrieve lost memories, obtain tender sustenance, and begin to think densely, allowing the wings of imagination to fly everywhere.

When he was young, he used to look at this newly arrived campus with a lively and affectionate eye like looking at flowers and looking at the sun.

And now, he is standing on this familiar campus again.

Looking at it with his current eyes and the original mood, he suddenly found that when the earth was desolate, beyond the vast desert universe, in a distant corner of the earth, in that green village, there was a warm and beautiful light that had been shining in the bottom of his heart.

A light cloud, passing by the window, was gone.

But Wang Yang knows that some stories are not finished.

Those moods have been difficult to distinguish between true and false in the years.

Now in the occasional passing wind, the occasional drifting clouds, and the warmth of the golden halo, all the stories are written into a beautiful poem in his heart:

Watch the red dust fly in the calm, and taste the ups and downs of the world in the loneliness.

The young homeroom teacher blinked, in the past years, Principal Li did not know that he had made the right decision for many children like him.

In their young hearts, there will always be one or two people who suddenly appear and become heroes in their hearts, and then they will stand there until they are covered with dust, and slowly fade into imprints that cannot be picked up on memory negatives.

And at a certain point, a sudden pick-up, it will pass through the memory and illuminate the way to the future.

The young head teacher raised his hand and rubbed the corner, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Sun Yueyue picking up the sea of pencils that fell to the ground

Let her go.

She's not the main character of the present either. He couldn't say anything, he didn't mean to.

It's just that the same table is also a little squeamish, what can happen to this light pencil case? Unexpectedly, his eyes turned red all of a sudden.

Red is red, look at Sun Yueyue, look at her, what are you staring at him?

At this time, Principal Li is presiding over the overall situation, can he be a foil?

Apparently not!

Otherwise, Principal Li would have thrown a big eye to teach him a lesson.

He's been eating a lot of white-eyed now!

The young head teacher looked at Principal Li, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Sun Yueyue and her squeamish tablemate Tian Yiyi.

Ahem, Sun Yueyue has already apologized to Tian Yiyi, shaking Tian Yiyi's hand.

It's okay, it's not in vain that he usually looks at her differently.

Hey, what are the students in the back looking at?

The young head teacher was stunned for a moment, followed the line of sight, cough cough, he was all crooked by Sun Yueyue.

That's right, what is Principal Li going to ask Yan Xiaoyu to take?

The young head teacher looked at Principal Li and looked and looked and looked at it, and when he saw it for the third time, his mind suddenly lit up.

Look at your own pig brain.

Then? Of course it's a table tennis racket?

Is it difficult, do you still want Yan Xiaoyu to answer?

I'm so stupid.

I actually thought that Principal Li wanted to find Yan Xiaoyu to come to the platform, oh no, he came to stand on the same stage to watch.

The young head teacher pursed his mouth, glanced at Principal Li, and looked at Yan Xiaoyu.

Hey? Yan Xiaoyu: What kind of expression is that?

Then? What? Yan Xiaoyu looked at Principal Li again and again, and couldn't help blinking her eyes again, and a burst of doubt slipped through her eyes.

Is this going to be for her to answer?

What was Principal Li just now? She didn't pay attention to hearing the pain in her foot.

Ahem, what's this kid's expression?

Principal Li raised the table tennis racket in his hand and handed it to Yan Xiaoyu......

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