Chapter 487 The Most Romantic Thing - Shuangfeiyan
The warm September sun spreads warmth all over the place outside the window.
White clouds floated high or low in front of our eyes. The few golden osmanthus plants in the corners of the campus were quietly filled with unopened golden buds, exuding a distant fragrance that filled the air far and near.
A gap.
The young head teacher raised his head slightly and glanced at the blue sky, and then at the golden osmanthus among the green leaves, and suddenly felt a state of mind that was both clear and enlightened.
At that moment, unexpectedly, my heart felt calm, and the once turbulent emotions suddenly calmed down without even a single ripple.
Wind seeped in through the half-open window.
Feeling the warmth of the sun outside the window, I suddenly remembered a sentence I had read somewhere in the early years: True forgetting does not require effort. Forgetting does not mean not thinking about it anymore, but when you think about it occasionally,
There are no more waves in my heart.
Memories disappear in time, just like water disappears in water.
No one noticed it, but suddenly one day, when I looked back, I was surprised to find that the only scenery in my eyes had faded into a blurry background many years later, and the beautiful butterfly behind the warm sun had drifted away gracefully.
The forehead that has been covered with seasons, walking with the silent years, can no longer reach the platform of yesterday.
Finally, when he looked back, he could no longer remember the past. The background was blurred and the face was no longer there. Only the calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall of the classroom told him that five or six years ago, or even ten years ago, someone had been there.
It really exists in his memory.
Just like the sky outside the window, there was a drizzle of rain last night. When I woke up in the morning, the sun was shining brightly, and there was no trace of the rain and rain.
Just like, human memory.
In his memory, it had not rained for a long time.
The young head teacher withdrew his gaze and looked into the classroom.
I don't know when, but he, who was originally unhappy, suddenly became cheerful. Looking at the eyes eager for knowledge, waves of emotion flashed through his heart.
I wonder if they felt the same way when I sat down under the podium and looked up at the energetic teacher on the podium.
I just want to teach them everything I know.
However, the young head teacher looked around the classroom and found that he was not the kind of person who would fill in the gaps and encourage students to learn more.
Five years of studying the professional knowledge of a secondary school teacher made him understand this point better. He leads by example, teaches by example, and uses his words and deeds to influence every student.
He is their teacher, but also their friend, or a person who holds a lamp to guide them on the road of life. He can only accompany them for a short journey, but if this journey is carried out steadily,
That will lay a solid foundation for the future.
He is not a person who sticks to his creed, but in the past two years, he has become more and more aware that there are no bad students or stupid students, only teachers who cannot teach and do not use the right teaching methods.
Every child has his or her own strengths and advantages. In the future, they will also enjoy the wonderful life brought about by their own strengths and advantages in a certain aspect.
Like Tong Tong and Yan Xiaoyu, the young head teacher looked towards the left window of the classroom. These two children were considered by all teachers to be "three good students".
Look good, get good grades, and have a good temper!
What is this doing now?
The two children were looking in the same direction. The young head teacher narrowed his eyes slightly and followed their gazes.
Zhao Jing?
He looked towards the classroom window with a smile.
Ahem, that’s it.
The young head teacher raised the corners of his lips and smiled.
As expected, they are good at teaching by words and deeds. Tongtong and Yan Xiaoyu have begun to approach the "double high school students" like Zhao Jing.
He is tall and has a high spirit.
Such students are not bad, at least they will not feel inferior to others wherever they go.
Zhao Jing's favorite saying is: So what if you don't know? I can learn it.
He felt very pleased after hearing this, and in the future, he believed even more that a person's learning ability will defeat their academic qualifications.
The young head teacher smiled slightly, looked away, and glanced at Liu Feifei in front of him, who was looking askance at Li Wenwen in front of him.
This Liu Feifei, he has reminded her several times that there is no need for tit-for-tat confrontation between two equally equal people. Instead of doing this, it is better to pull her down a lot and make her feel inferior.
Of course, he also told Li Wenwen that Liu Feifei in the back row was not her target. Her target should be "three good students" like Tongtong and Yan Xiaoyu.
As for the "three good students" like Tongtong and Yan Xiaoyu, he told them that good grades are important, but they are not the only criterion, and they must develop in an all-round way.
After listening to it, the two children began to like physical education classes.
Ahem, gym class!
The young head teacher couldn't help but open his eyes slightly, thinking back then, not only back then, he didn't like physical education classes now either.
If Principal Li hadn't fooled him by saying that he was the most handsome in the school, he wouldn't have been forced to become the so-called handsomest and youngest physical education teacher.
However, Principal Li is right. Now, he and the boys in the class, no, all the boys in the school (except those in the kindergarten class), like to chat with him whenever they have nothing to do.
This feeling is actually very good!
Just like the song he sang at Jingyun Normal University that year, may the song go well!
The head teacher at that time told him that he hoped that in his future life, he would be like the song:
Love with a heart and treat with heart. Everyone is an angel, and every student is worthy of love. Protect him as he grows until you encounter beauty in your future...
It was a song he wrote out of sudden inspiration, but his head teacher strongly recommended it and insisted on letting him sing it on the school radio on Teacher's Day on September 10th.
As a result, he suddenly reached the top and became a great talent in the eyes of his fellow students.
Ahem, genius!
He has stopped being a scholar for many years!
When the young head teacher caught a glimpse of the calligraphy and painting on the right wall out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth twice.
No matter how talented he is, he pales in comparison to this calligraphy painting from more than ten years ago.
The young head teacher couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, and inadvertently glanced at Li Wenwen and Fang Xiaoxiao who looked confused in front of them.
Alas, the warm sunshine outside the window!
He was in a daze for a moment, forgetting that he was the protagonist now.
"Ahem," the young head teacher coughed lightly twice, cleared his throat, ignored the expressions of the two little girls in front of him, and looked at the students at the back of the classroom, "Here, let me tell you a little history story.
story."
"Oh." "Oh." "Ah?" "It's good to tell a story."
The classroom instantly became excited again.
Telling a story? Yan Xiaoyu glanced at the class teacher on the podium after hearing this, and then looked out the classroom window.
Outside the window, there was a white cloud floating by, a light one, like the song the class teacher sang yesterday...