Well?

Looking at the table tennis racket handed over by Principal Li, Yan Xiaoyu couldn't help but widen her peach blossom eyes.

I was wrong?!

Yan Xiaoyu blinked, glanced at the table tennis racket half a meter away, reached out to take it, and walked straight to the seat.

Hey? Principal Li looked at Yan Xiaoyu, who had turned around and left, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, this kid is too, too neat.

He still hasn't finished speaking.

"Yan Xiaoyu!"

Yes? Yan Xiaoyu, who moved forward, paused at his feet, glanced at his right foot, and then glanced at the table tennis racket held in his left hand.

What did you call her to do again?

The rackets have been given to her, these rackets, and a little bit of weight!

She thought it was ......

As a result, I was confused and suffered zero injuries.

only to find out that she is just a courier!

That's all!

Yan Xiaoyu raised her right hand and wiped the corner of her eyes, squeezed out a smile, turned around, and looked at Principal Li.

"This racket is in your custody." Principal Li habitually raised his right hand.

Suddenly, I felt that something was wrong, and I silently said in my heart, I want to raise my left hand!

Raised his left hand and waved, cough cough, it doesn't seem right, this racket is gone.

Principal Li blinked slightly, in the future, he still has to get used to his right hand.

Well, right hand.

A casual glance at the right-hand side saw a text panel hanging on the classroom wall on the right.

The words on the page are very familiar and elegant, and the words are Lao Zhang's handwriting: quiet and far-reaching, indifferent and bright.

Oh, quiet and far-reaching.

Principal Li twitched slightly, and couldn't help but think of the situation many years ago, and the situation when he and Lao Zhang were in Jingyun together.

In a flash, twenty or thirty years have passed.

And he, together with Lao Zhang, has changed from a young classmate to a colleague in his twilight years.

Tranquil and far-reaching.

Principal Li raised his eyebrows slightly, remembering Lao Zhang's long-ago text, when they were still young, young and young, how big their hearts are, how empty they will be.

So young that they thought that as long as they let go of Bo, all the stories would develop as they expected, the young and frivolous years......

In the blink of an eye, they are no longer young.

Lao Zhang has also changed from the handsome scholar Zhang back then to a half-rough old man wearing reading glasses, and he is the same: the three thousand black silk on his head has become most of the snow-white silk, which has not been spun yet, only half a finger long.

He used to be proud of his beautiful short hair!

That is what Lao Zhang, who is less white-headed, is the most envious and jealous.

And now, the two of them are half a catty against eight taels: the same snow white, like silver thread.

It's just that Lao Zhang's white silk is more textured than his.

After all, he is still one or two years old from Lao Zhang, obviously Lao Zhang is two years older than him, but he is five months a year.

Okay, let him go.

It's not a blind date, who cares if Lao Zhang is one year older than him or two.

Again, in this Liu, the mountain village where the emperor is far away. Ahem, there are only villages, no mountains. Occasionally, when I glanced at the plain, there was only a mound next to Zhenxi Middle School.

Fortunately, the scenery is pleasant and the folk customs are simple.

Even if you retire? Lao Zhang still has to continue teaching.

After all, this mountain is high, oh no, Liu, who has simple folk customs, and there are not many teachers who come over. Except for Lao Zhang, who ran over by himself, he searched for a long time, and almost turned over the entire Jingyun before he found it and followed.

Actually, the point is that no one has a good relationship with Lao Zhang.

As for Lao Zhang's weird temper, don't mention it.

With a straight face, as if he owed him a thousand eighty thousand. From time to time, I raised my eyes from the top of my reading glasses to look at people, and with a look of exploration and deep thought, I once scared many children from grades 1 to 3 into crying.

If it weren't for his wit, he wittily let Lao Zhang take the fifth grade directly, and it is estimated that Liu's enrollment rate would have been dragged down alive by this Master Zhang.

Fortunately, I am easy-going.

It's enough to make up for it. This is the so-called harmony between the two phases.

Principal Li raised his eyebrows slightly, and in a flash, he gave Lao Zhang a smiling face again, and he had been with him for more than ten years.

This Zhang Ye has also changed from Zhang Shao to Uncle Zhang.

Principal Li unconsciously curled the corners of his lips, glanced at the corner of his eye, Wang Yang, who was on the side, thought that back then, he and Lao Zhang were more attractive than this fool.

This kid has a good skin.

Although he was also a student taught by him and Lao Zhang, he did not have the slightest advantage of him and Lao Zhang.

Ahem, I can't attack it, after all, it wasn't his and Lao Zhang's child, and the stinky man was just one of his and Lao Zhang's many students.

The only thing worthy of praise is that the stinky man is stronger than him and Lao Zhang in sports.

This alone is enough to save the entire Liu.

Look at the past two years, he has "exercised" this stinky man, and finally looks a little human, cough cough, a bit like a teacher.

Stand next to this, without speaking, like a stake: straight and quiet.

Occasionally, there are times when you are sensible.

Principal Li raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Wang Yang next to him from the corner of his eye, and looked at the familiar words again, and sighed heavily in his heart.

I am quiet, so I am far-reaching; I think, therefore I exist.

After walking through most of my life, I realized that tranquility is just a background.

Although he, like Lao Zhang, highly admires "tranquility and far-reaching", he has long been enlightened and no longer simply walks in the sea of people according to his original thinking

He has already learned to hide all kinds of ethereal feelings, learned to achieve others in order to better achieve himself, learned to give the world a wonderful, and tried his best to create a better future for the people around him.

But when night comes, just by the light of that jumping candle, watch it sway in the house, and it may be blown out by the wind passing by the window at any time. In that night, in that pale yellow light and shadow, he couldn't help but let go of himself, let his mood fly, and move himself once.

He is still the same, even though the years have passed and his heart is old, but the original dream is still there.

The old Zhang who promoted words and firmly believed with him is still there.

I would still look at each other and smile in my occasional leisure, and I would also look up at the desert above the village; It will still overlook the Tangtang River outside the village, which was excavated when Emperor Yang of Sui went down to Yangzhou; I will still be fluttering in the wind, and I will still read my eyes from the mirror when I am tidying up my clothes in the morning.

After a violent fall in a gale, they remained the same, did not fall, did not hesitate, and were depressed. Because he and Lao Zhang know that when the will falls, life will no longer stand.

Hang your head, just to raise your mind again, and if you have an indomitable soul, there will be a firm ground under your feet.

Therefore, Lao Zhang is tranquil, and he is Zhiyuan.

This is a kind of illusion, but also a kind of reality, whenever you indulge your mood, the stave hidden in your heart opens, a plot that is so thick that you can't dissolve.

They don't need to convert to the world, and they can't transcend everything and leave a cool and clean place in their hearts.

The world still needs strife, or the confusion of seeing flowers in the fog - without pain, without youth, life is not a plate of sweet pastries.

Life also needs Lingyun Qi. This is the real life.

And tranquility is a garden in the bottom of my heart. Give yourself a responsibility and leave a piece of peace buried in your heart.

In the quiet and simple Liujia Village, beautiful scenery floats out.

They also didn't expect that the person who suddenly appeared in the autumn of that year would accompany each other from being a teenager to a young man, to an ambitious adulthood, to Jingyunshi, who thought he could show his talents, and to Liujiacun, where there are no mountains and only water.

Principal Li couldn't help but exhale deeply.

In the future, he will still go on with Lao Zhang, just like the turmoil he experienced together, even if they were both injured, they survived together after all.

And those, the people he thought could accompany him all the way, suddenly disappeared and disappeared

Principal Li blinked his eyes slightly, and glanced inadvertently, outside the window, there was wind, drifting by, not far away, the golden autumn laurel, the branches and leaves were thick, and suddenly remembered the ancient song:

The green leaves in the sun shine through the blue curtains, and the beauty is very special, enough goodbye to divide the world, and in the end you don't explain it, but the difference becomes an end

As long as it's the song you choose, I don't dare to cut every smile, it's all our hard work, how to end it, it's just that little difference......

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