Chapter 17
"Think. Ponder! Don't use your head, but your feelings! Yu Yun stepped down from the podium, walked up to Xiao Fei, then turned around and walked to the middle of a circle surrounded by students. After standing still, he looked around his students with smiling eyes, "We should learn to think with our feelings, not with our thoughts." β
Xiao Fei looked at Yu Yun a little speechlessly. He never imagined that the teacher who served as the mental health class for this semester was Yu Yun, who had just eaten with him yesterday.
"Headmaster, no, Teacher Yu," a handsome boy sitting by the window raised his hand, and after getting Yu Yun's permission, he stood up, and Xiao Fei suddenly felt that the light in the classroom was completely blocked by him. He glanced at the boy and remembered the boy's name, Lianfang.
"Didn't we always think that only the mind can produce thought, and only the mind can think? Thinking and feeling seem like an antonym at all. The joint party said.
"Yes, everybody thinks so." Yu Yun nodded, and after he asked the coalition party to sit down, he continued, "But what everyone thinks is right and right, must it be right?" First of all, we should not let the thoughts of others influence our own opinions. Secondly, the mind and the feeling are not two things that are completely differentiated. Many times, reason and emotion can exist in the same object at the same time, but there is no doubt that if we only look at one thing with our minds, we will ignore something very important, and that is our feelings. Yu Yun's gaze stayed on Xiao Fei's face for a second or two, and then quickly moved away, "Giving up the feeling to talk about thinkingβwhether it's the feeling of the mind or the feeling of the bodyβthis thinking is not complete." β
Xiao Fei was stunned by Yu Yun's words. He never expected that Yu Yun's ability to make nonsense with one mouth was not bad with Lu Yi.
But the coalition side seems to understand. He nodded heavily, and then continued to gaze at Yu Yun with hot eyes.
"So, next month's spring break," Yu Yun added before stepping out of the classroom as the bell rang, "I encourage everyone to try to open up their feelings and think with them." β
There is a tradition in this school, this tradition is actually very deviant, but because this tradition has been stipulated since the establishment of the school, it must be observed, and Yu Yun's meaning is also obvious - those who can abide by this tradition will continue to stay and study; If it is unacceptable, the school will allow the student to find another school.
The tradition is that spring and autumn, in these two seasons, generally March or April in spring, and September or October in autumn, there must be two months in the year - in these two months, students have to spare half a month, not to go to school, but to go where they want to go, to see the scenery they want to see, or they can not go anywhere, as long as you can ensure that you are not bound by this half month, you can do whatever you want.
This half month of spring is the spring rest; This half month of autumn is the autumn rest.
"If you're empty and don't know what to do, don't do anything at first. When you're empty-handed for a while, you naturally want to get up and grab something. In this case, any thoughts, any desires that arise from you, are spontaneous, and this is more powerful than what others want you to do. β
This paragraph of President Yu's words at the entrance ceremony has been remembered by Sanping to the present. It's the end of February, and this year's spring break is set for mid to late March, and after the spring break is over, Xiao Fei's painting competition will come. Sanping plans to take Xiao Fei out to have fun - but to go home, or to go abroad? This has to be discussed with Xiao Fei.
Sanping stretched in front of the desk, and then half-leaned back in the chair, his eyes casually on something in front of him,
Sanping felt that his body finally jumped out of the tense state, and as soon as he jumped out, his whole body became soft and weak, and he couldn't even bother to control his thoughts, so let them flow out of his temples, flow to the floor, and meet the daylight; flows out of the yard and blends with the earth; It flows to the heavens and the earth, turning the wind, the rain, and all the spiritual thoughts that can float home.
So when Principal Yu slowly walked away and the curtain opened, Yonghe walked towards her with a familiar smile.
Towards nothingness, she held out her hand.
Xiao Fei walked out of the school gate with his schoolbag on his back, and was clamped around his neck by a pair of big hands.
Xiao Fei's eyes were about to roll to the sky, "Childish." β
Lu Yi didn't let go of his hand, but pulled Xiao Fei into his arms, "I miss you, baby." β
The students who had just left the school kept walking by, and the students couldn't help but look at it. A few students seemed to recognize the meaning of the road and hesitated to come over. Xiao Fei looked around, and then looked at Lu Yi, "You let it go." Want to make the headlines? β
Lu Yi sighed exaggeratedly, and then let go of Xiao Fei, "Let's go, go to my place to eat." β
"If you don't go back on time, Sanping should be in a hurry again."
"Huh? Didn't you tell Sanping to leave you alone? β
Xiao Fei gave him a blank look.
Lu Yi put one arm on Xiao Fei's shoulder and walked forward with Xiao Fei, "It's okay, I just told her." β
"That's why I said don't let you adults take care of me." Xiao Fei said, "I am the last one to know." I'm shameless. β
Lu Yi's eyebrows raised upward, "I just bought a new sketchbook." β
"Oh, yes. Sanping bought me a painting kit that day. The pens inside are all new! Xiao Fei was a little proud.
"She knows?"
"I also told her I was going to a school competition."
Lu Yi looked at him incredulously.
Xiao Fei shrugged, "It's not something that can't be said. It's nothing to tell her. β
"No, why are you so double-standard?" Lu Yi said with a smile, "I was guarding against it all the time, but now you have exploded yourself." And let the family leave you alone. β
"That's a rhetoric." Xiao Fei has always trusted Lu Yi very much, so he did not hide his true thoughts in front of Lu Yi at all, "Before living with Sanping, all my relatives had the final say. I couldn't decide where to live, where to study, where to eat, where to sleep. Now that Sanpingken has taken me over, I have a real, independent big room by myself, and I can walk and sit at home casually, and she even helped me choose a school that I really like. I was well fed, warmly dressed, and I had a slight cough and immediately bought me medicine. Seriously," Xiao Fei lowered his head, "I actually went overboard with that sentence. She is also for my good, and I still murder her. Afterwards, he cooked for me. I felt guilty and didn't know what to say, so I said I wanted to compete. β
From being upheaval to being at ease, Xiao Fei felt that his mind and body were floating in mid-air - not steady, but this unsteady feeling was really good.
Whether he can really "think with feelings" as Yu Yun said, he himself doesn't know.
Lu Yi didn't speak, but the hand around Xiao Fei's shoulder tightened.
"Can you tell me what special meaning does that big black dog you draw?"
"Big black dog?" Xiao Fei looked at Lu Yi suspiciously, "Which big black dog?" β
"Just your picture book."
"It doesn't mean anything. Didn't you ask before? Xiao Fei replied, "I just met it on the road, I thought it was cute, I played with it for a while, remembered its appearance, and drew it when I went home." β
"What the hell is going on?" Xiao Fei asked the meaning of the road with a long breath.
"I thought you were depressed."
Xiao Fei's eyes widened, "What?" β
Lu Yi explained the meaning of the big black dog in terms of mental health to Xiao Fei.
"I don't know if that's depression." Xiao Fei listened and thought about it seriously, "Sometimes it's true that like the symptoms you just mentioned, you can't be interested in anything, you don't want to eat, you don't want to drink water. But it was only a long, long time ago. Not long after living with Sanping, this state never appeared again. β
"Really?"
"Lie to you as a little black dog."
Lu Yi laughed and rubbed Xiao Fei's hair with his wide palm, feeling relieved.
As they spoke, they arrived at Lu Yi's doorstep. Lu Yi opened the door and let Xiao Fei enter the house. Closing the door, he turned around and said to Xiao Fei, who had picked up a new sketchbook, "Actually, today, I still want to talk to you about Sanping." β