At that time, our country had just implemented the policy of reform and opening up, and everything was so prosperous, there were many schools and children, but the number of teachers was seriously insufficient. Therefore, the state adopted the policy of giving priority to the recruitment of normal students, and the turning point of my fate was at this time.

Although my parents are illiterate, and my ancestors have not produced any famous scholars, but among my brothers and sisters, I am extremely talented and intelligent, when I was studying in school, I never knew what it means to listen carefully, what is called desertion in class, I don't know what is going on, anyway, as long as the teacher has taught me in class, I will, and even if the question type is changed, I will still do it, whether it is Chinese, mathematics, or other subjects.

Now that I think about it, I don't want to be so talented and smart at the beginning, I hope that I was stupid and stupid to live my own little life, and live my own little life safely and without quarrel with the world. The world is truly amazing, always giving you something and losing something accordingly. That's why there is a thousand-year-old saying: since ancient times, there is a thin life, and an idiot has a fool。。。。。。 Once a woman has peerless beauty, then she is almost destined to have a bumpy fate in the future, but it is not as good as those ordinary women, guarding a husband who loves her and loves her, raising her own children, and living a poor life, but there is more peace and peace, satisfaction and happiness. Those who seem to be a little stupid will always live so comfortably in the future. Life without waves, in fact, it should be our best state of life, "peace is blessing" This is also our simplest and most supreme hope for life!

Yes, God has blessed me with the talent and intelligence of my childhood, and I may be destined to live a heartbreaking and bruised life in the future. Gain and loss always go hand in hand.

After graduating from junior high school, the state directly admits outstanding students directly from the junior high school graduates' volunteers, and directly admits outstanding students to secondary normal schools, in fact, that is, the three-year school system. Because when we studied in normal schools, we were relatively relaxed, focusing on the study and training of education and teaching methods, and ignoring the study of other cultural courses, so the cultural knowledge level of our normal graduates at the beginning was really inferior to that of high school students in the same period.

However, at that time, we all liked to apply for normal school, rather than choose to go to high school for three years and then go to university. Because there was no need to spend money on food, housing, or tuition fees to go to a normal school, and the difference between urban and rural areas was still very big at that time, we were all children of peasant families, as long as we were admitted to the normal school, we would immediately change from a rural household registration to an urban household registration, and we could receive enviable food stamps, oil stamps, and meat stamps every month, and we could turn into urban people who ate iron rice bowls.

Therefore, at that time, most of the children who went to normal schools were children from peasant families, and there were almost no children in the cities, because they were born city people with food stamps, oil stamps, and meat stamps, and they would choose to go to high school and then go to university.

If our peasant children choose to go to high school, not to mention the cost of three years, they will not be able to get into college by then, and they will still go home to farm. In this way, in the mid-to-late eighties of the last century, I graduated from junior high school, applied for a normal school and was admitted as I wished. I remember that summer I went to the school to get my admission letter, and when I came home, my family was very happy, but for me, it was not very happy. At that time, I was not very old, and I couldn't tell what it was for, but I just couldn't be happy anyway. My destiny has been fixed for the rest of my life as an elementary school teacher. At that time, I may not be convinced, and I may think that I should have a bigger stage in life, and I should go to high school and then college, but in the face of real life, sometimes your ideals seem so humble and fragile.

The three-year life of the secondary normal school ended quickly, in fact, we were eighteen or nineteen-year-old boys at that time, but we had to shoulder the heavy responsibility of teaching and educating people. That year, we were all required to be assigned to serve in remote mountainous areas or rural remote places for three years, and only after the end of the three-year service period could we apply for a job transfer.

When I was in school, I felt that I was really proud and proud, but as soon as I graduated and was assigned a job, there was a strong contrast immediately. I was assigned to a remote mountain village, or a small fishing village. Because this is the only hill near the sea, at the foot of the mountain flows a large wide river that leads to the sea. People who live scattered on or at the foot of the mountain have been fishing for generations, and local and nearby children attend the primary school at the foot of the mountain.

It feels like the beginning of the school season in September every year is also a rainy season. That day, when I took a shuttle bus for more than two hours with my luggage on my back to this mountain village primary school, I immediately had the idea of turning around and leaving, even if it was to go home to farm.

The road leading to the school was not wide, muddy, in fact, it was not a road, but the embankment of the big river in front of the mountain, the black oily and slippery mud, stuck to the shoes, you can't shake them off, the further you go, the heavier your feet become, because the shoes are covered with mud, until you are so tired that you are out of breath. When you get to school, you have to scrape them off as soon as you get there, otherwise, as soon as the sun comes out and the weather improves, the mud will be as hard as iron, and you won't be able to pick them off at that time. One of my classmates who went with me was lazy and didn't scrape off the mud in time, so he changed a new pair of shoes, and when he picked up the dried shoes on the windowsill the next day to scrape the mud, the mud was stained with the uppers, and the uppers were stained with mud, and they were torn off together, and my classmate was sad for several days, because our wages were low at that time, and the price of a pair of shoes was obviously a bit expensive.

There is no running water, and you have to solve the problem of draught and water by yourself. There is a small well at the foot of the hill behind the school, but there is very little spring water, and sometimes there is not a drop of water in the drought, so we have to go to the farthest upstream of the big river opposite the school to fetch water, because there is a flood gate blocking the upper reaches of the big river, where the water is freshwater, and the river water opposite us has been mixed with the seawater, and cannot be drunk or used, even if it is to water flowers or wash clothes. In the upper reaches of the river, there were ducks in the river, and the ducks were happily playing in the aquatic plants by the river, happily fishing and catching shrimps, and we drove away the ducks, fetched water, completely ignoring the fact that when a duck was driven away by our shouting, we were frightened and fled, and at the same time left its droppings。。。。。。

We quickly turned our suffering into joy and adapted to this hard life. Because we are not alone, there are three classmates who went with us this year, and several senior brothers who were assigned to last year, about that time there were seven or eight of us normal students, all far away from home, usually we eat and live in school, and only on weekends do we go home separately.

We have to solve the problem of drinking water and water, and of course, we must also solve the problem of food by ourselves. In the afternoon, when there was no class, we would take turns riding bicycles back and forth for 10 kilometers to the town's grain station to buy our monthly supply of rice and noodles, as well as soybean oil.

I remember that at that time, our planned monthly grain supply was 15 jin of rice, 15 jin of flour, and 0.5 jin of soybean oil. We're finally living the life of a city dweller with food stamps, oil stamps, and meat stamps.