The free wind blows the wooden tree, there is nothing to say, if you can write a letter to her, will the rusty mailbox be full of words you hide, always say to remember, you can't take notes on the desk, endless records written on the blackboard, reciting Tagore's poems, yearning for the birds and envying you in Mune, secretly thinking about your stammering unfinished love words, looking at the shy cheeks foiled by the sunset.

I opened my notebook, and it was a piece of ginkgo that you had secretly put in, and I still didn't receive the letter you sent me in the dilapidated mailbox at the door, but there were a few more paper cranes every week.

Zhang Yunyue looked at the teacher who came from afar, a bad idea that was not very good, and the evil smile on his face was quickly put back for fear that others would find out, so he deliberately stepped forward and started his performance, got to Guan Feng's place, and deliberately said: "Do you remember the teacher, it was you who was punished for standing." ”

Speaking of this, Guan Feng suddenly lost his temper and rolled up his sleeves.

"That old guy, he doesn't have any hair and still has a comb, even if he has hair, it's just a few hairs, what kind of hair is there, and he is beautiful, people who don't know still think it's very handsome, they all say that the more people lack something, the more they like to show it, understand, it's not as handsome as me." The more Guan Feng spoke, the more excited he became: "When a few hairs are gone, let's go with those combs on fire, I just don't know when I can see him like that." ”

A few people who were still laughing suddenly stopped, and Guan Feng still realized, "What's wrong with you, your eyes are in the sand?" No, I'll take a look. Su Chen gestured to a few people with his eyes, and then also signaled to Guan Feng, Guan Feng still thought that he just thought that his eyes were uncomfortable.

"It's not that he's sick to the eyes." A person who had just been complained about by Guan Feng came, "I haven't entered the classroom after class." ”

Guan Feng didn't speak, just turned his head awkwardly and said, "Old ,,,, good teacher." Guan Feng's face was also pulled down directly, and slowly walked around the teacher, his face was green, and when he came to the classroom and saw Zhang Yunyue's face, the ugly face holding back a smile, Guan Feng also reacted, it was Zhang Yunyue's intention, Zhang Yunyue couldn't hold it back anymore or laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, you found out." Zhang Yunyue said.

"The one who was laughing just now went out and stood." The teacher said, "A slap doesn't make a sound." ”

"Hahahaha, you deserve it, tell you to fix me." Guan Feng just felt that he had moved back, and he was called out for a few minutes before he was happy, and there was no sound in the classroom for the next few minutes, and it was very quiet.

"There's just a globe here, just put your hand on it for a few seconds, put it on the protrusion and feel it, pass it on, you two come in. It was quiet for a few more minutes, until the globe was back in the teacher's hands.

"You feel a little uncomfortable and a little painful in your hands, but this is just a choice you make with your hands within the scope of your control, and you have the premise of mental preparation, but this will always exist in the beauty of imagination, think about it if you use your feet, even if you are prepared, how many people dare to go." The teacher sketched a lot of curves and some parallel lines on the blackboard and continued: "Parallel lines never intersect, curves are always twisted and turned, we stumble in the journey without knowing the direction and the end, the closer we get to the more scarred passes, the more we want to go forward to see the scenery that we have never felt, we walk barefoot, go to the straw sandal shop and buy a pair I can be happy for a long, long time, I go farther than yesterday, walk more steadily, I don't complain about myself, I habitually blame myself for doing nothing, in winter, I hide in the corner."

The students are fascinated by the story, and the story will be in the classroom.

The teacher continued: "Curled up in a dark corner, I saw passers-by also wanted to reach out, I don't know how long it took, when I woke up there was a pile of straw around me, I regarded them as treasures, wrapped the straw outside, it felt very warm and kept walking, I found a tree hole, I was lucky enough to accommodate me, I cleaned it up briefly, so I got through this winter, I have to continue walking, sometimes I don't have to be more serious or I have to fly out of the sky, I just feel that the front has been walking for so long, so long." , always looking forward to it, always having hope to satisfy its own fantasies.

"I always want to be very independent, and I always want to get much less than I want to pay."

"Okay, class is over." After the teacher finished speaking, he walked out, if the recess of the first year of high school is like childhood, then the third year of high school is like twilight, quiet.

Lin Yu walked in with a wooden box, the students were lying on the table, very quiet, originally Lin Yu was going to say something but when he saw it from the door, he slowed down, put the wooden box and quietly walked out, this minute is the time that really belongs to them, a short period of free thought, a short period of closed eyes thinking about some of the outside world.

I don't think it's very long, but I feel very short after a simple sleep, because I just fell asleep and just relaxed, and it is a war between sleepiness and wakefulness, wandering at the intersection of simple numbers and words, without signs, trying to poke my head out and see the road clearly.

"Okay, it's class, stand up slowly, Zhang Yunyue, Yunlan, you go to the office to play and carry a box, go." Lin Shu said. The voice was still very kind and the old man laughed.

"Yiqiu, this is your poetry collection, take it back, there are a lot of notes and some annotations in it, this is what your teacher Lin Shu helped you write, sorry I didn't tell you, wait until you finish the college entrance examination, take a good look, the writing is very delicate." Lin Yu took out a book of poems from the box, and the written bookcase was also replaced with a new one, "By the way, after a long time, the bookcase is aging, so I will help you get it, and the old one before is sandwiched in the book." ”

Yiqiu took the book and opened a few pages, and different places were marked with different colored pens, so it was not so difficult to understand.

"Thank you, teacher." Yiqiu thanked him. The smile is very simple and simple.

"And this." Lin Yu's face changed as he spoke, and his voice became a lot lower.

"Anyone's, I'm embarrassed, such a big, a person, I'm shy for you, I thought that after so long, I wouldn't feel shy, it seems that I look down on myself, and then I will underestimate you, hurry up and take it down." Lin Yu said with disgust as he took the thing.

"Which hero is this, what a wonder, take it down." Lin Yu complained, and when he saw that no one stepped forward to receive it, he said, "Now I know that I'm shy, just kidding." ”

"I don't think there's anything about these, I remember when I was studying, I was more naughty than you, more playful than Guan Feng, and naughty than Zhang Yunyue, at that time, I was not sensible, and I didn't have Xu Yan's achievements." Lin Shu said as he walked with the contents of the wooden box.

"We didn't watch as good as you guys before, but it was a lot of fun." Lin Shu talked about their childhood stories with relish, and the classmates looked at him, and one of the things that moved these students even more was that Lin Shu took these things away.

"Things are going back and forth, this is to help you keep it for three years, so I should put a lock on it for you for three years, so that you can turn a corner and see a different scenery." Lin Shu showed a simple smile on his face and continued: "The same thing, it's not worth watching, if you want to see it, you can see your own romance, and you can volunteer to fill in the afternoon seriously, although it is practice." ”

Under the lamp at night, a figure was flipping through the materials handed in.

"Okay, let's rest, it's pretty much the same." Lin Yu brought over a bowl of hot noodles and said, "Let's eat first, and when the noodles are cold, they will be lumped." ”

"Your class is the same as you think." Lin Shu suddenly asked.

"Strive for a good school, isn't it?" Lin Yu sat on the bed and said.

"You also forget what you like, and I don't want that." Lin Shu said.

The next day.

Lin Shu took a few breaths.

Second shift.

"I've read all of your volunteers, everyone has their own ideas, the ideal school likes the major, I don't know if it's your own idea or not, but this time I want you to think clearly." Lin Yu said as he usually looked.

"Teacher, it's a little weird today." Duan Xingxing turned his head and said to Yiqiu and Yun Xue.

"It's a little bit." Yiqiu replied.

"In today's class, you don't have to worry about me, be quiet, think about what you like, where you want to go, and talk about it one by one in the second half of the class, I hope that one of the most important decisions in life will not be hasty, this decision may determine your life, and you don't want to be bound, and it will be the same in the future." Lin Yu said very calmly.

"Is this your idea or, I took a look, many times it is difficult to choose and there will always be trade-offs, but those factors that affect you can be many, many things can be your only or other choices, maybe you have the obligation to focus on them, many times you have the responsibility to put them first, but the college entrance examination must be self-centered." Speaking of this, Lin Shu's voice became much heavier.

"I hope you like to choose, not the so-called bondage, four years of college, if you don't choose what you like to cater to, it may be better, but you will not be happy at all, although free."

"Choosing to like may be tiring and difficult to walk, but you will never stop, think about it, you will not be happy to talk too much." Lin Shu was just about to ask the students to take it down when the teaching director walked in, looked at the volunteer, and smiled with satisfaction, but Lin Shu pulled his face, and the teaching director was quiet when he asked.

"Teacher Lin's volunteers are very good, why do you pull your face." The dean said a little dissatisfied.

"Okay? I don't think there's anything to praise for being bound by ideals. Lin Shu couldn't hold back his voice when he spoke.

"Famous schools, which is not the ideal of students, people will only ask you which school, whether it is a famous school, it is easier to find a job in a famous school, and what ideals can you say if you can't live a life." The Dean of Students also said.

"What about you, didn't you once be unable to break free from the shackles and chose to compromise, I know you are very unwilling, otherwise there would be no room for those instruments you like in the dormitory." Lin Shu also told the secret of the teaching director.

The dean didn't speak, and froze for a few seconds.

"Let's go to class first."

After speaking, he walked out, and Lin Shu also followed, and suddenly the teacher exploded, and the first time he saw Lin Shu so angry.