"A smile and laughter made tears, and a stroke of love and hate ......"

After eating, I was still thinking about why I couldn't check my grades!

Although he was not in a hurry at all, after all, he was a person who took the college entrance examination for the first time.

There is still a little bit of longing.

The phone rang for a while before I heard it, and when I saw the note of "head teacher" on it, I raised my eyebrows.

What are you calling me for?

"Hello, old class!"

The boy sat on the couch in the bedroom, and here alone, turned the phone on to speakerphone, and set it aside.

"Xiao Xi! Congratulations, I am calling this to tell you that your college entrance examination score is very good, and you are the top student in our school, 747, because you did too well in the exam, so you were stopped by the people above. I've already had a lot of principals call me. Congratulations! ”

The old class also felt a little emotional at the moment, thinking about the fact that he was a child who was abandoned, bullied by others, and had poor academic performance.

He said that he wanted to do well in the exam and bet with others, which was full of ridicule, but in the end he surprised everyone.

He said that he wanted to be admitted to Beijing University, but no one believed him, but he didn't care, he came step by step, and finally the fruit was full of trees.

……

Mr. Zhang feels that he is very lucky, this is his first time as a class teacher, and he is really lucky to meet these touching students!

……

Hung up the phone,

I took the top prize, 747, and I really did okay, but I didn't expect it.

So that cheap brother knew that he did so well in the exam, no wonder he said that he would reward him.

Why not tell him!

After thinking about some things for a long time, I was a little tired, so I went to meet with Zhou.

"Xi'er, how old are you?"

"Xi'er is six years old this year."

"Mom's little angel, is Mom's drawing beautiful?"

"It's good-looking, my mother's drawings are all good-looking!"

"Mom's little angel, you have to remember, you are six years old this year, and this painting is a gift from your mother."

"Thank you Mom, Xi'er loves Mom the most!"

"Xi'er, you must remember that what your mother told you today is that you are six years old this year, and this is a gift from your mother."

"You have to put it away, right?"

"Mom, don't worry, Xi'er will definitely take it away."

And on this side, he slept very unsteadily, just from his frowning eyebrows, it could be seen that the young man's exquisite eyebrows were frowning a hill, and there was a little movement at the corner of his eyes, his black broken hair seemed to be wet with sweat in his sleep, and his lips were red from biting his teeth.

The picture in my mind is like a movie,

In the picture, there are only two figures.

A woman in a plain long dress, and a small child.

The two of them are in a room full of paintings, the terrain is a little high, and you can see a lot of peaks and woods outside the window, and there are birds flying by, which is a good environment for painting.

The woman's hair was very long, linen-colored, tied into a single braid, hanging down on her chest, and she wore a simple and beautiful red headband, her face was a little pale and fragile, and it was the purest love when she looked at the child who knew her chest.

Simple long skirt, simple braids, the only thing worth stunning is her facial features and the temperament that others exude throughout her body.

There is also a red headband at the end of the hair, which is eye-catching.

And the child standing obediently on his chest was dressed like a woman, simple but cute.

The woman holds a paintbrush and her gaze falls on the child, and then the brushstrokes fall on the easel paper in front of her.

Suddenly, what was drawn on the paper was the child in front of him.

The woman spoke softly, still not touching the child's face with her hands, and her eyes were loving and reluctant.

"Xi'er—"

……

The bright moon is empty and the wine is clear,

The Mid-Autumn Festival is a good night.