After the long wait of the new students, Friday has finally arrived! For some people, it's been a long time away from home because they used to be day students! Five days in a row at school is enough to toss.

Wind chimes are a typical case, she misses her little baby so much, and misses her mother when she scolds her...... I want to think more about the bits and pieces that used to play in the country lanes of the village!

At the end of the morning class, many students packed their school bags from their dormitories and carried them to the classroom, as if they were rushing home as soon as the bell rang!

Students come and go on the playground, and if you listen carefully, you'll hear it's all about going home......

: Hey, you have to wait for me when you get home, I'll come to you after class, and I'll take bus 38 home together! ”

Another girl jumped and excitedly said, "Okay! All right! I guess that's a great idea! The group walked towards the teaching area with a smile and a smile......

The wind chimes here are exciting, the long-awaited Friday is finally here, and she hasn't closed her eyes during the whole lunch break, which is rare.

Wei Lanlan looked at the wind chime with a smile: I think she is really lively, I have known her for a week, she doesn't seem to have any troubles, and she is not resistant to the unfamiliar environment like everyone else, but she should eat and drink!

So she likes her very much, and she loves having a friend like her......

The wind chime grabbed the little cabbage and Wei Lanlan's arms and ran forward: "Let's go, it's almost class, I heard from the head of Zhizhi that there is a painting class today, and there is a nationality class!" Relax today! Hey hey"

Lan Lan and Little Cabbage looked at each other and smiled helplessly, both understanding each other's meaning. It's rare that she is so diligent today.

Picking up the pace, three small figures gradually disappeared from view in the sunlight......

The first class was an art class, and the students loved it, drawing is still a colorful world for their age, and a pair of small hands held pencils to trace the world they liked! The teachers and classmates in the classroom laughed and talked about it.

The second class is an ethnic class, which is relatively speaking, to understand the colorful and colorful hometown.

The teacher taught was a male teacher, in his 30s, in the prime of life, and his words were full of rhyme.

"Hello students, I am the ethnic teacher of our class, the teacher's surname is Wu, and I am also a local!

Before this lesson, the teacher asks the students a question. Students, do you know our hometown? And how much do you know about our nation? What kind of existence is it? Teacher Wu gave everyone 5 minutes to discuss in a group, and the teacher will give you one by one later, how about it? ”

The class suddenly boiled: Okay!

There was a lot of discussion............

My hometown...... My hometown is beautiful! But I don't know what kind of beautiful face lies beneath her veil of mystery......

Wind Chimes said loudly, "Hey! We are all one nation, how much do you know? I only know that there are ten miles of Jiuqian plums in my family, and there are nine thousand wines that my mother brews every year......"

Wei Lanlan nodded in agreement: Uh-huh, my family too!

Wan Ting actually doesn't know very well, because he is the only child in the family, so he has been living outside with his father for many years, and rarely goes back to his hometown, but I heard her mother say: Jiuqian's hometown is a very mysterious place! It's beautiful......

At this moment, he was also very curious, and nodded while looking at the wind chimes while looking forward to Mr. Wu's explanation.

Teacher Wu slapped the desk: Okay, the time is up, the classmates are very satisfied, you are still young, you may not know much about our hometown Next, the teacher will tell you, you have to listen carefully!

: Okay, Teacher! There was a voice from the audience......

I saw Teacher Wu signaling to be quiet and coughing his throat: "Jiuqian, our hometown!" Every child who grows up here should know that we have our own language, the script: the water book. Traditional embroidery: horsetail embroidery, as well as every one of our diligent mothers brewed on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month every year: Jiuqian sprinkled, and the fresh and refreshing bite of spring ploughing: Jiuqian plum, sour and sweet! And the festivals in our hometown are also colorful, this is not, fast: over, oh, do you want to invite the teacher to your house to celebrate it! ”

The classroom applauded, and the answers came one after another.

Wind chimes watched Mr. Wu's movements, and his language flowed! I am very envious, if one day she can do this......

Yes, her hometown is beautiful, but few people know about its existence. It's like a mysterious veil fairy......