In the fourth grade, I had to go to the town and go to elementary school. I remember coming to this school when I signed up with my sister before. The school's gate is sandwiched between the shops on the street, and there are four large characters made of copper on it: "Shimizu Elementary School". It was a long ramp before we reached the playground. After going uphill, look to the right, the two-story house is the dormitory, and the cafeteria is next to it. Earlier, my mother had to use a flat pole to carry the paving board on one side and the bedding on the other to send my sister to sign up. The plank was of fir wood and was heavy. No way, my family, very poor.

Later, when I went to school, a new dormitory was built, and the plank was made by the school along with the bed frame, and running water was installed, and all kinds of conditions were much better than before. I looked at the fresh environment in front of me, and I was looking forward to the future campus life.

The school building has three floors, the first floor is for the lower grades, the second floor is for the fourth grade, and the third floor is for the fifth grade. There was a flag-raising platform in front of the school building, and every Monday after that, I would wear a red scarf and stand in the playground to salute the five-star red flag. There is a flower bed on each side of the playground, and some flowers are planted in it, and I don't remember what the flowers are, but I remember that the outside of the flower beds are decorated with white tiles. Over there, there are two ping-pong tables, made of cement and bricks. Behind the school building was a large open space, which later became the lump sum area for our class. The school is not walled, and is connected to the woods and other people's land. In one corner there is an area where we take out the trash. On the right side of the school building, there are toilets, and behind the toilets, there are several graves.

The teacher's dormitory building is a small three-story building at the end of the ramp. There is also a row of bungalows next to it, which are lived by junior teachers, and my homeroom teacher, Li Li, lives there.

My homeroom teacher was a girl, and she wasn't married at the time. She always likes to squint at distant things, and seems to be a little short-sighted, but I've never seen her wear glasses. She has bangs, long hair, and a lanky build. When you think she's a gentle girl, you're wrong. Because I thought so the first time I saw her, and I was beaten a lot later.

In the first two days of school, there were basically no classes, and the teacher told us to familiarize ourselves with the environment and not to make loud noises in the classroom. I sat at my desk, looking back and forth. At the back of the classroom sat a girl with her head bowed slightly. She had jet-black hair, a small round face, and a delicate figure, and wore a black gauze dress.

Just as I was trying to see the girl's face, a boy came running up and sat down next to me.

"Hey, my name is Pip. Let's go buy Coke after class!"

"I don't have ...... money"

"It's okay, I'll invite you!"

"Okay......"

After class, we went to buy sodas. He bought three bottles and gave me one. I don't think I've ever drunk that kind of coke yet, but I think it's a little fresh. After class, we went back to the classroom, and the homeroom teacher came into the classroom and said a few words before leaving.

Not long after the head teacher came back, someone made a small report.

"Little Pi pees in the classroom with a Coke bottle"

"I can't hold it anymore so I use a Coke bottle......"

Immediately burst into laughter, and the head teacher couldn't help laughing. Then she just taught him that he couldn't solve this kind of thing in the classroom, even if it was this time, he couldn't do it next time.

After assigning seats, a boy named Nine behind me asked me how my final grades were.

"How much language do you have, how much math do you have? Show me your transcript. ”

I showed it to him, and when I took out my report card, everyone around me laughed.

"Haha, just a piece of paper? 91 in Chinese, 85 in math, not as high as me. Why don't you have English? ”

"We don't learn English."

After that, the head teacher asked us to hand in the report card, and when we took the paper report card and handed it in, she asked helplessly,

"Don't you have a report card like that?" He pointed to the stack of green books on the podium.

"No, that's all we have ......"

"I can't count the grades......," she whispered.

After that, the few of us were randomly assigned seats, and I still sat in front of Xiao Jiu. And Xiao Jiu's tablemate was a little girl in a black dress who sat alone in the corner that night.

A week later, we took a quiz. In the mathematics taught by the homeroom teacher, I scored 86 points, which is the same as Xiaopi's score, and I feel that I have a very good score in the test. But the head teacher wanted me to improve, and told me,

"Use dim sum in class, don't desert, next time I want to see your progress......"

Xiao Jiu scored 90 points in the exam, and the teacher felt that he did not do well in the exam, thinking that he had deserted too much in class and at the same table, so he changed our tablemates.

Teacher Li Li has a special way of encouragement in class. When you stand up and answer a question correctly, she will call the rest of the students to come and give you a round of applause, then say "You're awesome" and give you two thumbs up.

When I was encouraged in this way, I was a little ashamed, but also a little happy.

The Chinese teacher was a man in his fifties, tall and thin, who looked like Bean, and we privately called him "Mr. Bean".

In the fourth grade, I was exposed to different courses in our previous village school, such as labor classes. It was said that it was a class, but in fact, we were asked to go to the lawn behind the school building to pull out the weeds for a lesson.

In the self-study class that night, the teacher asked us to write an essay, and we wrote "Labor After-class Feelings". He said that he would send it to him for review and then correct it. A few of us from the country school ran over to the teacher to correct the writing after finishing it, but the students who were originally studying in the town pretended not to write well and worked hard there.

"Although they can't write well, they have the courage to send it to me. Look at you, what are you doing? ……”

In the previous school, we were all afraid of the teacher, and we would listen to what the teacher said, and we would not hide if we wanted to beat or scold. However, not long after coming to town, we also learned to be "subtle and introverted", and after the composition was written, it was no longer sent to the teacher for approval in class.

When I returned to the dormitory after class, Xiaoguang and I slept in a double bunk at first. Later, it was cold, and in the second half of the night he began to fight with me for the quilt, and I suffered from the cold for several nights. It was so cold that I finally changed the bed with someone else.

The teacher on duty is to patrol the night at night, and if he finds that he is not sleeping well, he must find him out and let him go outside to punish him. The next day after school, you will be pulled out for public display, and then you will be punished to pick up garbage and pull weeds or something.

After reading in the morning, it's time for breakfast, and you can eat two kinds of rice noodles for breakfast. One is fried and the other is boiled. In fact, the fried noodles are not so delicious, but they are just put in some soy sauce. However, in school, this kind of fried noodles still has to be grabbed and squeezed desperately to get it. We used to run and eat after the morning self-study, but then we still couldn't grab it, so we simply went later and made soup directly. The soup powder will be put with some chopped green onions, which is still very warm to drink in winter.

Later, my mother went to see me at school and tasted the soup powder.

"Bah, ,......" she looked embarrassed, and hurriedly spit out the soup powder she had just eaten in her mouth.

She was a little too acting, I thought so at the time, obviously my family is not a very good family, and I usually can't eat anything delicious. Besides, although the soup is not delicious, it is not so bad that you will vomit when you taste it.

I was a little embarrassed when I was eating noodles and told her that I had nothing to do and could go back.

You can add extra meals to the cafeteria, and you can give the canteen five cents at a time, and the meal can be raised to a higher level, which is the same as what the teacher eats. I would also go to eat occasionally, and Xiaoguang's grandmother gave him extra pocket money so that he could order more, saying that it was the time to grow his body and he should eat better. If you don't have a meal, if you have a thick skin, you can pick up a little food from the classmates who have added food. If you think it's expensive, ask your mother or grandma to cook some food for you at home on Sundays, and the kind that can be put in the house will be brought to school in cans and bottles. Usually you only eat for a day or two, because you have to share it with your roommates, a little per person, and it will soon be gone. We would squat on the outside wall of the dormitory to eat, and sometimes we would eat in the dormitory, and the space in the cafeteria was too small for us to sit and eat.

Our PE teacher was a veteran, short but flexible, and had a lot of fun. Handstands, push-ups, skipping rope and other casual displays make us have to throw our bodies to the ground and worship him as if we were gods. In the first physical education class, he taught us to stand in a military posture, stand upright and take a break, and practice back and forth in the numbers. After that, we were allowed to move around freely, some people went there to play single parallel bars, those who wanted to play table tennis went to play table tennis, those who wanted to "herd sheep" wandered around the campus, and I was called by a few other students to play glass ball...... Sometimes in PE class, he would bring out two green sponge mats and make us do sit-ups and push-ups, and he would make us compete. Sometimes a vaulting horse would be taken out of the equipment room and we would jump over one by one. I remember that time on a vault, I was the worst, I hesitated for a long time and didn't dare to jump, but I was shouted by the teacher before I dared to jump. I didn't jump over yet, and I stuck my crotch for a while, and it hurt for a while......

English classes seem to exist in name only, and the teacher doesn't show up until the final exam. He took some printed test papers and handed them to us, then wrote on the blackboard on which page the answers to the questions could be found, and then taught us to look them up, and then put them away when he was done.

The music class is taught by the head teacher Li Lidai, because there are not many teachers in the school, and after the main subjects are allocated, there are no teachers in these sub-classes. When she came to class, the first thing she did was to ask us which song we wanted to learn, and then she taught. Sometimes we choose a song and ask her to teach us another song when we find it difficult to sing in the middle of the song, and then she gets angry.

"I just said that I would learn this one, but now I say that I don't like it and don't want to learn it...... If you don't want to learn it, you can finish this song."

We had nothing to say, so we had to sing along with her. She usually taught us a song in half a lesson, and the other half in math. The song she taught us still has one that I still remember in my mind,

"Young friends,

Let's meet,

Swing the boat,

The wind blows gently

The flowers are fragrant, and the birds are singing

……”

To be honest, I didn't get √ look like my tablemate at that time, I was an afterthought. Delicate and small facial features, blingbling big eyes, and a sweet voice...... I remember one time when she came back from lunch, the moment she entered the classroom, it was different from usual. She wore false eyelashes, mascara, and some glitter around her eyelids. Maybe it was the first time she was dressed like this, and she wasn't used to it, and her eyes couldn't help blinking because of the discomfort of false eyelashes, and then she was hurt with tears......

After that, she taught me to use a ruler to put on my workbook and write against a pen, so that I could write neatly. Later, when we were criticized by the teacher, we stopped writing like this. When I was reading "Little Star", I found an article that if I copied it as an essay for an exam, I could get a good score, and then we would copy it together during the exam. That article is called "Look, the bamboo forest behind the house", and I still remember it vividly.

At that time, the physical education teacher had a camera, and after taking group photos for many students, he came to the classroom to sit down and took a group photo of our class. The teacher said that the students who wanted it could apply to the class leader, and then he would wash it out and send it to us. It's a bit of a pity that at that time, I thought that five yuan was too expensive for a photo, so I didn't go to the squad leader to leave my name. Later, when I was in junior high school, when I was about to graduate, the class president brought my classmates to me to write a few sentences, I accidentally flipped through the group photo, saw her in the photo, saw me in the photo, and my heart chuckled......

In the fourth grade, most of our classmates were very serious and listened to the teacher. In the afternoon, before school, we can often see teachers standing in the hallway, grabbing us to memorize laws and formulas. We lined up, one after the other. If you finish memorizing, you can go to dinner, and if you don't finish memorizing, you can continue to memorize.

There are also a few different students, perhaps with unique personalities, or with worrying IQs. He couldn't always be a normal student like us. There is a boy in our class, named Wang, whose parents are both out of town and live with his grandfather. After class, I either ran to the back of the dormitory building with the fifth grader to make an appointment, or I took off my pants and chased after the female classmates to flirt......

Another female classmate is named Fang. Sitting in the back row, she was tall and thin. She can always be seen slapped by the teacher in class, because she can't learn after teaching her many times. Once the teacher asked her to answer a question, but she was hesitant and couldn't answer anything. The teacher ran to her seat to teach, but after teaching for a long time, she still didn't understand, and the teacher was helpless.

In the 08 Wenchuan earthquake, the school organized donations. The teacher recorded the amount of donations in the classroom, and then we went down to the playground to line up and put the money into the donation box.

"No matter how much, everyone can donate a little bit to show their gratitude. Even if you donate a piece, it's a heart, and when the heart arrives, it's okay......"

Below, we talked about the amount of the donation one by one, and the teacher recorded it on it.

"How much do you donate?"

"Five pieces".

"What about you?"

"Ten pieces".

Most of the students donated five or ten yuan, and when it was the turn of "Qin",

"Teacher, I'll donate fifty"

There was an uproar all of a sudden, and they were all surprised by the wealth of classmate Qin.

"Do you really have that much money? When the time comes, I'll have to take out fifty dollars. ”

"Yes, I have fifty dollars"

Then the teacher praised Qin and said that she was caring and that we should learn from her, and then everyone applauded her.

I remember that I only threw a one-dollar coin, and most of the teachers donated a hundred. Seeing the red banknotes falling into the donation box like this, we rarely saw this money, and our eyes suddenly widened, and we made an unbelievable voice "Wow~"

At that time, there were two indispensable performances for each class in the sports day, one was broadcast gymnastics and the other was campus dance. Campus dance should be matched by a man and a woman, usually at the same table as their respective dance partners, and those who have more male and female students do not have to practice dancing, just practice radio gymnastics.

The desks were moved closer to the surrounding walls, leaving a large space in between. That's when the TV in the classroom comes in handy, and the teacher puts the disc in and asks us to follow along with the video, and then she corrects our mistakes and guides us in the action.

At first, we were both shy and didn't dare to hold each other's hands. Some students held it with a pen, and some students separated it with a piece of paper. As I practiced, everyone became familiar with it, and I came into contact with it directly.

Every afternoon after class, everyone practiced dance in the classroom, and the background music of the dance was "Little White Boat......

"Blue sky in the Milky Way

There is a small white boat

There is an osmanthus tree on board

The White Rabbit is playing

The oars are invisible

There were no sails on board

Floating, fluttering, drifting to the western sky

……”