Huibu Middle School for two or three months, I don't remember it very clearly, with a little illusion looming. Yuxia Middle School is different, after four years of study and life, everything is so clear and deeply rooted in my mind, and I can still remember it.

Leaving Huibu Middle School, leaving the crowded dormitory, leaving the tasteless dry vegetables, leaving the loneliness and helplessness, and even leaving the melancholy for a short time, he returned to the identity of a teacher's child, although it was not as domineering as in elementary school, but it was also respected.

I followed my father to Yuxia Middle School again, accompanied by my sister, all the registration matters were handled by my father, no need to worry, I went directly to the class, I lived with my father in the teacher's dormitory, and my sister was still in the girls' dormitory of the boarding school.

When I entered the school, probably because of the shortage of teachers' dormitories, my father's dormitory was arranged in the adjacent Linchang Children's School, and I went up the stairs on the left, and the first room in the corner was.

Here I met the principal and several teachers of Linchang Primary School, the principal's surname is Yu, a native of Ganzhou Township in this county, and the surname Yu is the surname of Ganzhou. My wife is a forestry worker and should have four daughters, the youngest is a son, who is two or three years younger than me, and the family lives in school.

The concept of having a son in the countryside is heavy, even if it is to become a teacher, it is still inevitable, and it is estimated that it is for this reason that five children will be born all the way. Living together for a long time, we are both teachers' children, and I have become the closest friends with Principal Yu's son, and this relationship has continued to this day.

When I entered the school, there were many children of teachers in Yuxia Middle School, some of them were classmates, some were one or two grades higher, some were one or two grades lower, and they were all very familiar with each other as a group, and boys of similar age became close friends.

These teachers with children are all men who are as old as their fathers, and they all seem to be older than their fathers. There were very few female teachers at the school, and I remember that there were only two or three at that time.

I remember more clearly, it was one of the English teachers surnamed Liao, who seemed to be a substitute teacher at that time, and since the second year of junior high school, my English class was taught by her, as if she was the only female teacher who taught me in junior high school.

The vice principal's surname is Kan, and his eldest son is two years younger than me, two grades lower. The dean's surname is Huang, and the youngest son is one year younger than me, one grade below me, and became a classmate after taking a year off. Later, he and I became good friends.

The dean of academic affairs is surnamed Tian and has two daughters, the eldest of whom later went into the same class as me. Teacher Liang seems to have a son and a daughter, his youngest daughter is at the same level as me, and I am in the third class of the first grade of junior high school, and she seems to be in the second class.

Mr. Huang also has a daughter, who, like Mr. Liang's eldest son, is in the third year of junior high school at the same time, and her grades are top-notch, and they are all very good. Mr. Liang's youngest daughter is even more powerful, her grades have swept the county, and even after high school, she has now become the vice president of a university in Nanchang and is a subject leader.

In my impression, only Mr. Huang's family lives in the school, and there are two other teachers who also live in the school for a long time, one is the principal, and the other is the homeroom teacher when I first entered the school.

Other teachers, some like their fathers, live in the countryside, some live in nearby units, as long as there are no classes in the evening, they will usually ride their bicycles home after school in the afternoon.

Teacher Huang's wife, who should not have a work unit, was arranged to help in the school cafeteria, her attitude towards students is not very good, but her work is very serious and responsible, her scolding and indifference, left a deep impression on many students.

The principal's surname is Zhou, I don't know why he went to Yuxia Middle School to teach, his home is in Wuxi, Jiangsu, the two places are separated, the transportation is not convenient enough at that time, a semester down, almost every day can see him, never go back.

This is a respectable principal, and he is also loved by every student who has studied at Yuxia Middle School during his tenure as principal, and the staff of the entire education system in Fengxin County, and even the county leaders, all respect him. I have never met anyone with such a reputation.

Principal Zhou's most amazing ability is his amazing memory, as long as he is a student in Yuxia Middle School, he can call out their names one by one. Not only the current students, but even after graduation, he can still call the students by name when they see him again.

After the transfer of the army in 08, there was a class reunion, and we specially called Wuxi to invite him to participate.

In the old days, when I saw more than 20 of us, I clearly shouted everyone's name in a thick Jiangsu accent, and said different pieces of junior high school life for different people. The iconic slanted smile can still see the original earnest care, and I can't help but be moved from my heart.

His strong memory comes from genuine concern for his students, and he has set another record that no one can surpass, as long as he is a student, every single one of them has personally visited their home, some more than once.

Home visits are not special, the special thing is that he can't ride a bicycle, and all home visits are carried out on two legs. In the era without bicycles, he walked like this, and in the era of bicycles, he still walked like this.

Walking is actually not unusual, what is strange is that there is a mountainous area under the bath, the mountains are extended, I don't know how many students' homes live in the deep mountains and mountains, I don't know how far the distance is, how long to walk.

In some places, there are still dozens of miles of mountain roads that are not open to traffic, and I really don't know how he persevered and how much fare he spent because of this.

Principal Zhou is responsible for teaching chemistry in the third year of junior high school, and because of my good chemistry grades, I was once arranged by him to be the representative of the chemistry class. When I was facing the high school entrance examination in the third year of junior high school, he saw that I did not review seriously after class, and once persuaded me that the student who ranked first in the academic performance of the grade would work hard and never play hard after returning home, and asked me to learn from him.

My father also had a lot of respect for Principal Zhou, and when I first planted late rice in the summer, many snails would crawl out of the rice field, and my father asked me to go to the rice field after class to pick them up, and then hand them over to the canteen to improve Zhou's food.

In the first and third classes of junior high school, the head teacher's surname is Gan, who taught us Chinese. In our childish eyes, he is a very stubborn old man, tall and big, with thick hair naturally curled, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a dark face and dense wrinkles, and a particularly majestic appearance, which makes people frightened when they look at it.

He has a delicate pipe, which never seems to leave his mouth, even in class, he also chatters about his pipe, from time to time he swallows clouds and spits smoke, from time to time he holds tobacco shreds, from time to time he draws matches, and from time to time he taps the edge of the table, which does not affect the lecture or the correction of homework.

It does not affect him to maintain discipline the most, but it helps him the most. If a student misbehaves, he will call him and knock it down with his pipe. This is the fair treatment of the boys in the class, no one is spared, and a few girls have been beaten by his pipe.

Strong sense of responsibility but simple and crude methods, the results of the class are not ideal, and the ranking of the three classes seems to be at the bottom. The reputation is also not good, who does not love their children, after learning of this situation, many parents found the school to ask for a change of class.

I also had this idea, the second class is good, and the daughter of Teacher Liang, who has the best academic performance, is in the second class. I don't remember if I mentioned it to my father, and even if I did, I didn't agree, because I was in the third class until the third year of junior high school.

The head teacher looks old, his real age may be about the same as his father, in addition to smoking and drinking, he can often be smelled full of alcohol in class. When I was in high school, I heard that he unfortunately fell seriously ill and passed away after ineffective treatment, probably because of the hollowing out of his body by tobacco and alcohol.

Teacher Liu, who taught us physical education, was not tall, but he was quite coordinated and strong, Nanchang people, very easy-going, wearing a pair of blue pants and white sportswear all the year round, and a pair of sneakers under his feet had been unchanged, and he was also our art teacher.

When I first arrived at school, I encountered the midterm exam, and when I took the physical education exam, it was the fifty-meter run he organized, and two tracks were marked out with lime next to the basketball court, in a group of two, probably because I was the thinnest, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, I was arranged to run with an equally short girl surnamed Liu, but I didn't outrun her, Mr. Liu was slightly joking, and his slightly comforting eyes can still be clearly recalled now.

In the first and second years of junior high school, the teacher who taught us English was surnamed Lu, and the province settled in Yuxialin Station, thinking that English was to read aloud and recite it, and now I still remember that he read aloud with us, with a little sharp voice, particularly high-pitched, and humorous and especially love to laugh with us.

Mr. Luo taught us Chinese in the third year of junior high school, and I remember that once the school selected a few top students to participate in the county's language competition, and he led the team. The test paper of the competition was later taken again between classes.

When the results came out, Mr. Luo held the paper and shouted under the teaching building, saying that I had scored 45 points. At this time, the teaching building has become a teacher's dormitory, and the teachers live in it, and the garden environment is good, and sometimes they sit on long chairs to prepare for class and correct homework or test papers.

At that time, I happened to be resting in my father's dormitory, and my grades in the third year of junior high school were not very satisfactory, and Mr. Luo shouted like this, I thought he was reminding my father to strengthen my study supervision in this way, and I immediately felt extremely embarrassed.

Because after passing the exam, I felt that it was really difficult, and I couldn't do many questions, only the last big question, which was a hidden palindrome poem, I thought it was easier, and I did it according to my own understanding, and I didn't know if it was right.

After shouting a few times, the teachers sitting next to me all gathered around, and my father was among them, and after listening to the conversation, I learned that I got a high score in the exam, which was better than the results of the students who were selected for the competition, mainly because I got the last big question right.

When I was in the second year of junior high school, there was a substitute teacher, a native of Wangjia Village, also surnamed Zheng, not tall, revealing the unique simplicity of rural people, with the strength of strong labor, I was the only teacher in the class, and he was the most tolerant of me.

In his class, I often mischievously moved the stool to the aisle in the desk, and crossed the aisle with one hand, and set it on the table of the classmate opposite, and he never said it, nor did he tell the class teacher, let alone my father.

It was Mr. Chen, who taught the cultivation of young people, he was a foreigner, and he was transferred away soon after, and it was Mr. Huang who taught biology. These two courses are the most monotonous and boring, and the teacher often reads them according to the textbook or the board book in class, and then asks them to memorize them after class.

The reason why I thought of the second class was because the school had just been divided into several young teachers, one boy and two women, who seemed to have graduated from Yichun Normal College, the man's surname was Xie, handsome and chic, and the woman's surname was Song and Zhao, all of whom were very beautiful.

Not only because they have a high degree of education, but also because of the real college students, except for their father, no other teacher has such an education. It's not just because the three are outstanding, standing out among the more than 30 teachers.

The most important thing is because they can teach, and in the second semester, Mr. Xie became the class teacher, leading the first and second classes of junior high school. At this time, he began to show his teaching talent, and the second class he led skyrocketed in academic performance.

Mr. Xie teaches mathematics, and whenever he lectures, I listen very carefully, with a handsome face, curly hair that is not messed up at all, and wide glasses on the bridge of the nose reflect the glint of wisdom in his eyes.

I think about being a student in his class all the time, and there are probably many people who think the same as me. In fact, by the beginning of the second year of junior high school, there were already parents queuing up to ask their children to be placed in his class.