It was already dusk after dinner, and the afterglow of the sunset was gone. La Shu went out of the city, heading west, along the highway at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, to find a good place to stay. I always want to dream of having flowers all night beside a field of cauliflower or in a forest of peach blossom. Turning around Tashan Bay, the front of the car turned into an open space outside the wall of a school. In a ravine in front of it, rape flowers were in full bloom, and many pear trees were full of white flowers, it is in full bloom around the cauliflower field. Stopped the car, got off the ground, stepped on the soft Road grass, and strolled among the fields full of flowers. All kinds of birds were playing in unknown places. The air is very fresh. There is no village in the ravine, only the cauliflower in the ravine. Its color is so gorgeous that all the colors are dim! At the end of the cauliflower, The Hill rises and falls slowly. On the top of the hill, white pear flowers are dotted with pink peach flowers. Some are in rows and some are scattered at will, which are fragrant in the slowly dark night. No matter how far away it is, you can’t see clearly. There are vaguely mountain dwellings surrounded by flowers. The window lights turn yellow and become brighter for the second time. Mountains blue, Ups and downs, only some outlines are there. Blue Sky, a few light clouds, leisurely, floating in the sky, just like me idle, where to float, where to float. There are not many stars, flickering and flickering, dotted in the night sky. However, I was stunned on the ridge where weeds were everywhere, looking at the night sky foolishly, forgetting to walk and smoking, until a gust of night wind blew and shivered casually, it turned out to be completely dark! When the mountain wind blows, it is particularly fragrant, and the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, which makes people refreshed and delighted. In the cry of birds at night, I slowly went back to the villa, took a flashlight and went up the mountain along the back of a family’s house. There was a small concrete road, turning around and going up all the way, unexpectedly, I was in high spirits. Along the mountain road, I walked slowly and climbed slowly. The road is only a small car wide, and there are some miscellaneous withered trees on both sides. In the grass and trees, occasionally one or two mountain flowers are quietly burying and burying on the branches. Stepping forward, smelling, refreshing, all over the body, that is not so cool! Not far away, he climbed a mountain beam. On the left was Jialing River. On the other side of the river was the city. The road along the river was full of traffic. Those people in the world were still running under the night. However, I myself have been wandering among the mountains and the wild in the evening of the spring breeze, and I am free and unfettered alone. I secretly feel lucky that I am single and have such freedom! At this time, there was a feeling of gratitude in my heart. I was grateful to the person who left me. It was she who gave me this freedom, this freedom, this unparalleled freedom! Only in this way can I walk happily under the starry sky with the spring breeze. I couldn’t help murmured three grams of oil to the direction where the Iraqi people left. Walking all the way, the road turned to the right side of the mountain again. I saw countless pear flowers coming out from the bottom of a cliff, hanging all over the branches in white. In the flashlight light, it was extremely enchanting, which made me overjoyed, the pace also slowed down. Under the background of dark black, the lotus flower, the flower bud, facing me, the back to me, the side to me, all kinds of poses, full of business, let my heart happy! I breathed deeply the fragrance of flowers, and couldn’t jump or shout. I was afraid that my sound and movement would break the dream of flowers and the good thing of returning birds! I had to squat down slowly, sit on the roadside, light a cigarette, spit a few circles against the flowers, the idle clouds and stars in the sky. In this Silent Valley, everything is so harmonious and beautiful. Let me, a savage, hug you for a moment and become one of you! A few night birds, with several sounds, woke me up as a sculpture. Therefore, we continued to March. Turning a corner, the road suddenly broke! On both sides of mine, there are piles of new graves and old graves! Some graves had monuments, some didn’t; Some were full of weeds, some were supporting ridges with new soil, one by one, and the graves were all heading west. I was not afraid at all. Holding a flashlight, taking photos of those mounds, some graves have just burnt paper ash, some have alcohol and tobacco offerings; Some graves have branches inserted on the mound, and various flags are hung on the branches, show off in the night wind. Wandering in the cemetery for a while, I sighed with emotion: Is this the destination of human beings? Do the people under these mud graves, those magnificent and mighty big mud piles, and the tall and thick stone tablets stand proudly? Are those little mounds as silent as me? But everyone has become a soil! Where is the past and present? A pile of grass in the barren tombs will disappear one day. Weeds will spread over the mound, submerge the past, and submerge the future life. It is unfair to people. Some were born in high families, luxury life; Some were born in cold houses in poor villages, poor and down. Even though I am poor and white, I am not happy? If you are rich and powerful, will you be moistened by the beautiful clothes in the Golden Palace? The State I pursue is to be calm in my heart and to be free. Thinking of this, I sat on the ground slowly, smoking an old cigarette, just beside these graves, quietly and silently, calmed down and settled down. The Wind in the mountain is neither cold nor hot, comfortable and refreshing, as if through the dark years, through countless hubbubs, but still with fragrance, into my body, still can make me calm and comfortable. The souls around me moved with the wind and talked to me, which made me understand deeply. I silently thanked them in my heart. They made me peaceful and enlightened. If I live, I will be happy. Every day and every moment, I must live up to my heart! Death is fair to everyone! Since the eyes were closed and didn’t open, there would be nothing and nothing to take away. Even if there were Jinshan and Yinshan Mountains, it would be surprising. In this case, why do you want money and a house? As long as I live on my own, have food and clothing, have a clear conscience, and have peace in my heart, I can be happy every day and every moment. The night is already deep, slowly down the mountain, back to the villa. The fragrance of flowers overflows outside the villa, wild birds sing occasionally, and village dogs bark. I disturbed their peace. After a while, there was silence, but I didn’t feel sleepy at all. I spent the night beside the flower field, so close and intimate with them, and only I could enjoy such a good scene every day, and often change to new. In addition to excitement, open the tablet and write down the above text for memory. At the midnight of March 24th, 2014 in Nanshan nameless slope

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There was a small test in the afternoon. I used to drag it to noon, but suddenly I thought a lot. Do I still need to drag it again? When you are free? I kept saying that I would wait until the future, the future and when I was free. However, if I couldn’t even satisfy this little impulse, it would still be the future.

When Heraclitus said: one cannot step into the same river twice. I am worried that even if it is time, will my mood and thoughts wait for me?

This is the last oral class. Since the first quarter, I have been fond of Ed’s class.

Today is the last lesson. He talked a lot about his life, his study, his dream, his pursuit and his love.

He asked: Youguys,doyouhaveanydreams? ordoyoujustliveinothers dreams?

I was shocked and wanted to cry. Why not?

He said: Scoresarejustthenumbers. Studiesarestudies, scoresarecores.

This is a dream-seeking teacher, looking for his own dreams and footprints.

However, Ed really touched me. Not because of the past, the present, or the future, no one has told me or will say something similar to me, but because he used his life for more than 20 years, it uses the sincerity and sincerity in the words. What about others? Who is not good?

In this world, no matter in his country Philippines or in the society we are familiar with, the standard of mainstream value is the same. The standard of judging success and the standard of evaluating excellence. We have been working hard and learning for it until we forget whether it is what we really want, until we always think it is our dream.

When you spend the same time just attending double-degree courses, when you quit the student institution that you loved and paid a lot, when you don’t want to use the excuse of exercising your ability, but actually you just want to show off the vanity of the public and devote yourself to the double degree certificate in activities you don’t like, the bonus points in comprehensive tests, the extension of contacts people begin to guess, begin to doubt your background, your family, your ability, and want to find out the unknown reason behind the so-called secret. In fact, the reason is very simple. Maybe, there is no reason.

Scholars in ancient times are themselves, while scholars nowadays are people. Students compete to perform in front of teachers and seniors whose positions are higher than yours; Teachers, evaluate your abilities based on your grades and comprehensive evaluations. Therefore, we are all trapped. When we admire a person’s excellence, we always say, wow! How is his score, how much is his comprehensive test, what did he participate in and what did we get together, we often ask: How much is your level 4, how about level 6

Wehavejustonelife. Ed said so.

I also remembered the previous taekwondo class. I didn’t know his last name, but only knew that he was just a substitute teacher. He is very strict, but he still likes him very much.

You may not have the foundation of taekwondo, you may not perform well this time, but you have worked hard, you have paid, but you still have no progress, but he can let you take the exam again, as long as you are willing to try in front of everyone, as long as you are not afraid of people’s questioning eyes, as long as you are brave and confident enough, he can give extra points.

He said: I can give you extra points for your seriousness and efforts.

But if you want to speculate on the score, you just want to try again, then, sorry, do you feel embarrassed to say that you have practiced?

These are just the lessons that we usually use to adjust. These people are also inconspicuous in life. After going through this station, they and they will basically retire as memories forever.

However, how much do we really absorb in those majors that we spend time trying hard to study and those masters we admire? When we close the pages, how much remains in your memory after a year and a half?

What they tell us is not specific useful knowledge, but what they convey can tell you how to learn and how to live.

I think, if, a year ago, I successfully embarked on the golden stone road paved for myself, if, a year ago, I escaped to somewhere far away in anger, then I may be lucky to meet them now? Can I still be lucky to run into others like them elsewhere or somewhere else in the world?

It sreallyhardtosay.

Life cannot be assumed, and life cannot be rehearsed. Wehavejustonelife.

AndIalsowanttoaskmyself, Doyoujustliveinothers dreams?

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From 2009 to 2014, I grew from 19 to 22. From the fat girl who was sensitive and self-abased at the beginning to the girl who was still sensitive and self-abased but not so fat. It took nearly five years. Some things have not changed, for example, I am still the original one. But some things have really changed. Someone once told me that you are always so quiet, which makes people feel uncomfortable. In fact, I am not a quiet child. I have a sentimental and overthinking heart. I think every fat man has a sensitive heart. Besides, he is still a fat man who has experienced so many gossips. I remember someone once joked with me: Li Danyang, others need money for singing, but you are dying for singing! In fact, my singing is really good. At that time, I knew that most of what they said was because I was fat. Most boys like beautiful and spoiled girls. Two people always stick together like glue. But I know I am not that kind of girl. Even though my weight is falling day by day. But I know I won’t become such a girl that boys like. Dad once comforted me: Dad is a man, and he knows what kind of girl a man likes. However, WHO stipulates that girls must become what the public men like. My best friend once said to me: Li Danyang, you are a kind of love! In fact, I am not in love, because I have never been in love. Maybe I think he said that just because I have rich imagination and developed lacrimal gland. Anita Mui and Leslie Cheung are good friends of peng. Anita Mui once half joked to Leslie Cheung: If I were 40 years old, I would not marry you, and I would not marry you. Then how about getting married. When I was young, I once imagined that the so-called love was just someone holding your hand. She also admired Xiaoyan who was busy talking about her partner in junior high school. The reason why I admired her was very simple at that time. It was just because when I quarreled with him, he had a friend who could be called a boyfriend and helped her deal with me. Even so, when I was young, I really thought it was a good thing to have a boy willing to vent his anger on you. But I knew that I had always been a good boy. A good boy could not fall in love early, so I continued to play the role of a good boy in my parents’ eyes. In fact, is it a good boy? Shaking his head, I really don’t know. A friend once sought and taught me: Mr. Li, can you study hard? Why are you more active and backward. But I said plausibly: adolescent rebellion and innocence. In fact, I am already 22 years old, and 16 years old is already far away from me. Or my adolescence is a bit long. But what on earth is right? When I was in junior high school, there was a boy whose name was listed in the class. He once secretly liked me. He was a child who didn’t like learning, but he had studied for two months for my unprecedented efforts, but he failed because of waiting. And chose to be hostile to me. I remember I hated him at that time. Love that my child really never understands. Maybe love can be written, and most people can understand it at a glance. But it is not easy to be perceived in real life. Thinking of that child, I think the initial love is like a family wine of a child. They are made up by others, perhaps because there is the same master in the name. It is hard to be described as a pair of copper locks. Look, this is just about the initial love, now think about it, about youth, what reason do I have to choose not to forgive. Youth is good or bad, happy or sad. All accompanied me through a period of quiet time. Envy Anita Mui, no matter what the end is. There is always a promise waiting for her. In fact, I also want someone who is willing to make such a promise with me, Dandan. If you can’t get married at the age of 30, will I marry you? In that case, I will definitely take a reassurance and settle down for a long time. Now I feel that marrying someone is not marriage. Not lao lao liu liu life. Why not take a stable road. What is love/? Since there is love in this world? Why are there so many quarrels? In this world, how much love is lost to waiting, how much love is lost to inferiority. It’s just the same thing that people live for a lifetime. The gap is that some people live a healthy life, and some people are in a hurry all their lives. In life, why not let yourself live a little naughty and casual. In that case, will it be very happy? People who are not casual will write these words in a mess, while people who are casual will not think about it. Since they do not think about it, they will not moan without illness. People will really change. I guess whether I will dye my red hair in the future and suddenly make a big change. I remember when I was young, I thought boys were gentle and comely. White shirt. Jeans. ‘S cute. It is better to have a hint of melancholy, which is unrealistic as the fantasy of youth. I also met such a boy passing by. Now I think about it, how can he rely on such a sad and negative boy? Because I have grown up now, because I know that my youth will eventually pass away, because I know that there is still a long way to go in the future. Therefore, we need to change ourselves more. Maybe turn around silently, and one day you will find that love has come. Where are you in the future?

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As if it was a bright spring morning, the bright sun splashed its glow on my face proudly, causing a warm and gorgeous feeling; The fresh breeze blew my clothes, like my mother’s warm breath blowing my hands. Experiencing the struggle of success again and again, the entanglement with failure and the painful suffering; Feeling the ecstasy of winning the championship again and again, the rising of the five-star red flag proudly and excitedly. Here, we will not stick to the imprisonment of fate, nor listen to the mercy of fate, and strive to knock its mysterious door. Maybe there will be peaks turning around and holes opening a new world. People smile and sing the songs of life. This is also a garden. Athletes are the flowers in this garden, and they are doing their dreams here. There is also rain and wind crazily here, and the dreams of flowers are undergoing baptism here. The rain washed away the dust and glitter of dreams, and deposited into the thick history. Warm red, calm blue, and bitter white and purple are all presented in front of my eyes like splendid, with their own luster hidden deep into the secluded time. Is it the sleepy Fang Chun? Liu Xiang, who carried more dreams of Chinese people, fell down in the Olympic Games. Was it because he was worried about the sale of Fangchun? Li Na, the top tennis star in the world, did not rush into the top ten-the trickle east wind only blew a wisp of hungry flowers; The misty rain diluted the strong fragrance in the garden. However, the Spring Garden with the smell of damp grass and the taste of soil also sent some newly inserted seedlings, young wheat seedlings, and fresh steam of shady willows from time to time, ye Shiwen, a 16-year-old Chinese swimming player, won the championship easily. Chinese table tennis players once again won all the table tennis medals without any suspense, which strongly stimulated people’s nose view. I looked at it with my eyes and ears, nose, tongue, body; I also sang the birds flying away with my heart, leaving a wonderful song; The thunderstorm passed away, leaving colorful neon lights in the sky; the Olympic flame was lit, and the outstanding character left to the world filled the sky above us like silver pear flowers.

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Time flies, time flies. It has been one month since I came to this small mountain village unconsciously, from the discomfort of everything to the gradual adaptation to the life here. From the long night of the first week to the time of the next three weeks. The great changes make me hard to believe. This is a different experience as a teacher and a different life experience as a teacher.

Located on the high mountain of more than 800 meters above sea level, Chuanqian village is a typical village, which is larger than the teaching point, but its scale is shrinking day by day. There are 148 students and 10 teachers in the whole school, covering the complete organizational system from the small preschool class to the sixth grade of primary school. I am in grade one with only 14 students in this class. The nearest one in my family is about ten or five minutes away from school, and the farthest one is two hours away from school. The youngest child is 7 years old, and the oldest child is 11 years old. Most of the children here are left-behind children, and the main economic sources of local people are working outside and digging coal in coal mines. The rest is to farm and raise pigs at home, and those who go out to work are mainly concentrated in Guangdong and Zhejiang. And the coal mine is also located in Hubei and Fengjie. According to the people who work there, you can get at least 4000 yuan a month by digging coal in the coal mine, but you need to dig every day, and you can have a few days off a month. Of the 10 teachers here, four are formal teachers, five are substitute teachers, and the rest is me, a supporting teacher. The school is affiliated to the Ethnic Middle School of Tujia Township in Chang’an. The teachers in the whole village all think that the central school does not focus on teaching. Although the hardware facilities have been improved a lot, there are no rewards and punishments for teachers and no requirements for students. The superficial work is done well, but the function of teaching and educating students in the school is weakened, so the teachers are very slack. At the same time, because of the arrangement of the package class, the basic teaching and research activities do not exist. In general, this village should be a typical example of a mountain school, whether it is hardware or software.

In the past four weeks, I have mixed joys and sorrows with ups and downs. I spent two weeks recording students’ habits and behaviors; I spent one month building a student growth record bag; At the same time, I recorded my thoughts and thoughts everyday; during this month, I had two home visits; Communicated with local people to learn about local life; Communicated with school teachers to learn about their old teachers’ moods; I asked some old teachers how to teach; I went to poor students’ home to visit; I contacted with outside student organizations to help these poor children; I won 5 or 600 books for the school…… But I didn’t prepare for teaching, which is a problem that I have been worried about. How to achieve the effect of internship in the village?

Here I want to describe two things with deep feelings. One is to visit students’ home and the other is to communicate with young teachers.

March 4th, Tuesday, sunny

Today, I came to Zhang Lanqin’s home for home visit after school. I walked with six children in the class along the way, talking and laughing with them, which was very pleasant. She came to Zhang Lanqin’s home and waited for a while. Her mother came out. Of course, it was a polite reception, so I won’t go into details here. It is worth mentioning that the mother of Tang Xiaoling, another student in the class, also came after hearing the sound. So I introduced them the situation of myself and these two children. The original expectation should be based on my previous design. I didn’t expect that the previous test for the students brought me unexpected trouble. The two students had good grades before, but they both failed in the last exam. At this time, the two mothers began to talk about how good their children’s grades were last semester, how good their teachers taught last semester, and what on earth did the school change teachers so frequently? My child’s grades have always been good, why is it like this now?…… In a word, parents think that my teacher’s teaching ability is not good. I explained to my parents that this was because my new students didn’t adapt to me. My parents said again that this should be due to various reasons. It sounds as if I am shirking my responsibility. Finally, where did the two mothers say? I became a bystander. I had no choice but to say goodbye.

After returning to school, I felt very annoyed in my heart and felt that I was facing a crisis of trust for the first time. In fact, as a new teacher who has accepted the idea of quality education for three years in college, I have this new idea, but I didn’t let students deal with the exams well. OK, I am confused. Should I stick to my own path, no matter what others say? In fact, think about it, this is the problem brought by China’s education reform today. Mr. Qian Liqun said: Mr. Lu Xun once said that trilogy could not be better than today’s education reform in China. The Voice of the first step of reform sounded, the red flag of the second revolution was spread all over the country. The Third Revolution encountered a problem that some people began to fight back and follow the old path. Nowadays, China’s education reform is just like this. Everyone knows quality education and everyone can say something, but what on earth is quality education? No one can say it. I think this is the biggest problem. We need a hundred schools of thought to contend, but we must not take generations of children as experimental products. Today we need to have a clear standard, what on earth is quality education. If our teachers don’t know what quality education is today, then how to carry out teaching seems to be a nondescript monster! And I also feel that teachers here are also influenced by new ideas, but parents only recognize scores, so what should teachers do?

3 yue 10, Monday, sunny

What I want to say most today is that we come to the countryside because of our dreams, but we don’t want to leave the countryside because of our livelihood. This sentence was said to the general secretary when General Secretary Xi participated in the discussion of Guangdong delegation during the NPC and CPPCC sessions. There is a 30-year-old teacher in the school who has been teaching for ten years. When I chatted with him at noon, I talked about this problem. His current salary is over 2600. Notice that he has been teaching for ten years. He felt that he was tired of being a teacher, especially in such a small village where there was no rush to be a teacher at all. What’s more, how can one month’s salary cover the expenses of the whole family? His child is about to be born in three months, with the upper being old and the lower being small. He was very upset and had no choice. Now he gave up the organization and was afraid that there would be no way out. He went out to break in and drag his family. Contradictions and concerns are stuck……

Think about it. Nowadays, the treatment of teachers is indeed relatively low. For male teachers, once they get married, they will face problems such as children, parents and so on. What’s more, it is even a problem for young male teachers to marry a wife, buying a house and a car is a heavy burden for teachers. What else does the teacher have besides a little salary? The Ministry of Education explicitly prohibits teachers from making up lessons with compensation. How do teachers live when they are not allowed to engage in other jobs or make up lessons for students? Are teachers doomed to be poor? At present, the social prices are soaring, and the utilitarian color is rampant. Even if teachers themselves are willing to go out of poverty, what will the next generation do? Some representatives in the NPC and CPPCC proposed to raise the salary of civil servants. The basic salary of civil servants is not high at present, but how much is the gray income of civil servants under the opaque social background? Where is the gray income of teachers? Conscience Project can’t let teachers live on conscience generation after generation! Especially for those young teachers in rural areas, what should they do? As for myself, I can live in the countryside for my dreams, but what about my parents? What will my next generation do if I marry and have children in the future? These are the most realistic problems.

Since the beginning of January, I have a lot of feelings, and the Pen peak refers to a lot…… I am willing to stay in the mountain area for my dream, but can I stay in the mountain area for the reality?

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The light blue sky makes my mind far away. The old man and my 24th floor have a panoramic view of the sky of this city. Those who pass by continue their smiles and sadness. Those who pass by continue their journey. And it has nothing to do with you. Who says the ultraviolet ray here is not strong? How do I feel that I have drilled the bottom of the pot again, smeared a layer of black and dried skin, and washed the sun with a layer of moisture, I don’t want to look in the mirror even though I have accumulated some dry melanin!! In fact, I still care about these changes in details, which may not be understood by you. I am an ordinary girl, and I care about it myself. If one day, I suddenly become old. That is the cruelest reality. Can those wild geese fly there stay some happy moments to make this light-dancing bird have the courage to be lonely. For those dandelion who yearned for freedom, could you please leave some greetings and don’t be blown away by the autumn wind. We refueling. Aunt just sent us something, but I’m not good enough. I like everyone in their family, and I hope he likes everyone in my family. I used to want to lock myself up for a long time. I’m a homeboy. I don’t smell or ask. This time I wrote a diary, which was so far away from a summer, and my mood drifted after playing for a long time. Happy or sad. Just for you a person. I don’t need Vanity. I don’t need fame and wealth. I don’t need to bear pressure, but I must go up every day. I just want to find a kind of sad and happy man who will never leave me. I just want to have a man who only let me take care of and only let me get close to. I just want to find a man who is called Old together. Don’t tell me that this world is reality! Please understand me. Who will join GOGO..

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The fireworks are in the sky. How many past events have stopped and dispersed with the smoke and the wind? Which tomb-sweeping season, and which broken-hearted whistle, which does not attract lovesickness and haggard? At this moment, I want to burn a burst of fireworks to pay tribute to my three years as a song.

Today, we can still sing and dance and talk at night, but are we willing to stay tomorrow with the fleeting fireworks and whispers at night? Will the hearts of laughter and exchange with each other freeze forever? I’m afraid only the willows outside the short Pavilion know. Liu, we are willing to leave this immature youth in your dancing green silk, but do you mind that after a hundred years, we stumbled to the lake and picked a fairly clean stone stairs, sit down slowly and talk about our water-like years together. Oh, maybe it’s old, so I can’t remember which willow branch is carrying that period of time, maybe it’s just that everything is similar. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era

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