"Hey, what news is this?" A middle-aged man passed by a roadside newspaper for breakfast and picked up today's latest newspaper. He was quickly attracted by the news above.
"Who will take over the pointer from my hand?" The man read the title of the news softly, and then slowly started browsing.
At the same time, on a certain wolf Weibo, a female teacher who supported education published a long Weibo. The content of the Weibo was: Who will take over the pointer from me? May there be no bad people in heaven!
In today's entertainment-dominated network, this Weibo post was quickly submerged in the gossipy gossip about certain celebrities, without making any waves.
This teacher only has one or two thousand fans. Among the meager big Vs with tens of millions of fans, he really can’t be ranked among them. However, soon, the number of comments under this Weibo exceeded 100,000.
The most important thing is that it has been retweeted more than 1,500 times, which means that all the people who saw this meager post have retweeted it.
"Teacher has posted on Weibo, please give it a like first and then take a look."
"After reading this meager article, I burst into tears. Teacher Li is so great. Why was such a good teacher killed? Those murderers must be severely punished."
"What a world, good people don't live long, God! The murderer must be severely punished!"
"Everything will be forgotten as time goes by. Maybe everyone has forgotten, but I will still remember her, a kind and great female teacher Li Yiyi, just like I remember Jin Xunhua. You know who Jin Xunhua is.
Do you know who Luo Shengjiao is? He was an educated youth and a warrior. I still remember him for more than fifty years, just like I remember Lei Feng."
"I am an orphan in the society. I don't blame the society for my kindness. The red plums take root in the mountains, and my love spreads on the green mountains for future generations. After reading it, I suddenly felt very confused. I wanted to say a lot, but in the end I could only reduce it to these four sentences that don't rhyme.
"The sky is unfair. Why was such a kind-hearted female teacher killed? What should those children do?"
"Teacher Li is as old as me, and I am still enjoying the care of my parents at home. Compared with Teacher Li, I am really ashamed. Everyone helps to forward this meager post so that more people can see it. For the sake of the mountains
Those children also wanted to avenge Teacher Li, and none of the murderers could be spared."
"Although he is an orphan, his heart is like a Bodhisattva. Teacher Li, I believe that those children in the mountainous area must be in your heart, and you are also their mother. Good luck, Teacher Li. May there be no evil in heaven."
"From the prosperous city, to the depths of the mountains, with the young shoulders of a newly graduated college student, she carried the hopes of the children, resisted poverty and loneliness, and shouldered the responsibilities that should not belong to her. Maybe a
Human power cannot fill children's eyes with sunshine, love and expectations. Teacher Li lit the torch, but it stung our eyes."
"If tears are a kind of wealth, Teacher Li is a rich person because she made me burst into tears."
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Suddenly, this long Weibo was reposted one thousand, two thousand, five thousand, ten thousand, fifty thousand, and even one hundred thousand times. More and more people who saw this meager post joined in the reposting, and finally,
With the reposting by Weibo Vs and the official Weibo of a certain wave, the number of reposts on this Weibo exceeded the divorce news of a certain big star.
Moreover, with such a large number of forwards, for the first time, the comments below were not abusive, and there were no part-time ads to earn a hundred dollars a day. In just two hours, this meager post became the top trending topic.
At the same time, major news media have also reprinted this news, including Xinhuanet, Jiangnan Metropolis Branch, morning newspapers from various places, Xinlang News, Xunxun News, Xinyi News... Whether it is paper media or online media,
The title of this article was a letter from a young female volunteer teacher: Whoever takes over the teaching staff from me will appear on the front page.
"My name is Li Yiyi. I am an orphan. I grew up in an orphanage. Orphan, when I was three years old and sensible, they told me that an orphan is a child without parents. I think I am not an orphan, just my parents.
If something goes wrong, I believe that one day, they will come to pick me up.
In 2012, I graduated. My classmates were all busy submitting resumes and looking for jobs, but I carried my luggage and came to Yangyan Village with a few friends, a poor mountain village in urgent need of teachers.
I chose to teach because of a report I saw in the newspaper: "When the Sun Shines into the Valley":
"When the sun shines into the cave, the crisp sound of reading sounds, passing through the messy rocks, echoing in this place called Goudiaoyan. There is still no water and electricity here, and there is only one muddy path in the village leading to the town 18 kilometers away, 1997
In 2006, there was its own primary school here - built in a cave on the mountain, with 146 students in five grades and three teachers..."
Compared with these children, I am lucky. Although I am an orphan, with the help of kind people, I can go to school and study. But what about these children, where are their kind people? At that moment I came up with the idea of
The idea of going to the mountains, kind people helped me, and I want to help those children.
After submitting the application form for teaching, finally, when I graduated, I was notified that I was assigned to go to Yangyan Village, along with four other friends, where we would spend three years.
When I arrived in Yangyan Village, there was no dilapidated classroom as I imagined, nor the children's curious eyes as I imagined. Everything was different from what I imagined. The luxurious teaching building, a few confused children, and this is what will happen next.
Three years, the life I will face.
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Two and a half years have passed, Xiaolin has also left, and I am the only teacher left in the mountains. After two years of hard work, all the children in the village have come to school, and there are already more than two hundred students. As the children continue to grow,
After arriving, I gradually felt that I was unable to do what I wanted. What should I do? I asked the village chief to help find more supporting teachers, but a month has passed and there is still no one.
I was very lonely, lonely, and in pain inside. I woke up from my dreams several times, and my pillow was wet with tears. I couldn’t hold on any longer...
Just yesterday, I fainted and fell on the podium. Uncle Yang told me that after I fainted, I frightened the children and they all cried.
Uncle Yang advised me to go to the hospital for a check-up, but I refused, because what would happen to the children if I left? Their studies were just on the right track. Now that I leave, how will the children learn without their teachers?
I found the village chief again, hoping that he could find a volunteer teacher as soon as possible. However, the village chief told me with a troubled face that all the volunteer teachers had been arranged for this year and I had to wait until next year.
Next year, I will support for another year, but I don’t know if I can continue to support it, because I can already feel that my body is failing and I am getting weaker and weaker. Several times when I stand on the podium, I start to have symptoms.
I was so dizzy that I had to hold on to the podium to hold on to a class.
In desperation, I can only submit another article to your company, just like the letter asking for donations to the children that was published in your newspaper. I hope your company can help publish it so that more caring people can see it and are willing to do so.
Come and be a teacher for the children.
I can fall down, and the children can live without me, but they cannot live without their teachers
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While the media was overwhelmingly reporting on Li Yiyi's letter, at this moment, in a hospital in a city in Hebei Province, a young man was lying on the bed, holding a newspaper in his hand.
"Qin Yu, how are you? Are you feeling better?"
The door to the ward was pushed open, and a beautiful girl walked in, holding two washed apples in her hands.
"This is today's People's Daily. I didn't expect that even the People's Daily would report on Miss Yiyi. I heard that many charities have contacted Yangyan Village to donate to children in the mountains." Meng Yao saw Qin Yu's hand
newspaper inside, said.
"It's only when people are dead that they think of being published in newspapers. This is the tragedy of our domestic heroes." Qin Yu's face showed a sarcastic look. What were these media doing when Li Yiyi was alive?
Hearing Qin Yu's words, Meng Yao also had a sad look on his face. After being silent for a while, he replied: "Those people did it, but according to what they said, they only kidnapped Sister Yiyi, and Sister Yiyi is
On the way to being kidnapped, she fell ill in the car and left. These people got scared and threw Sister Yiyi's body into the well."
"Is there any difference?" Qin Yu said lightly.
"Well, sister Yiyi's matter has attracted a lot of attention now. Many people are very angry. Those people will definitely be severely sentenced."
"Where is Qin Lan? Why haven't you seen her today?" Qin Yu asked, thinking that he had been awake for almost half a day and still hadn't seen Qin Lan.
"Sister Lan..." Meng Yao hesitated and glanced at Qin Yu secretly. She had promised Sister Lan not to tell Qin Yu yet.
"What the hell is Qin Lan doing?" Because of Li Yiyi's incident, Qin Yu was filled with anger and said a little irritably.
"Sister Lan didn't do anything wrong this time. She went to the mountains to teach. She said that she wanted to take over the pointer from Miss Yiyi and protect the children in the mountains on her behalf." Meng Yao saw Qin Yu's unhappy expression and was afraid.
Qin Yu misunderstood and quickly explained without bothering to agree to Qin Lan.
"She's going to teach?" After hearing Meng Yao's answer, Qin Yu was stunned for a moment.
"Yes, Sister Lan is actually very kind-hearted. Sister Yiyi's letter made her cry several times, and her eyes were red and swollen for a day."
Qin Yu glanced at Meng Yao's eyes, which were also somewhat red and swollen, and muttered in his heart: "Your eyes aren't much better either."
"How many years does she plan to teach?"
"Two years, Sister Lan said that she will need you to help her talk to her family when the time comes," Meng Yao replied.
"Shall I help her?" Qin Yu's expression suddenly became weird, "She didn't want to teach to avoid the blind date." (To be continued)