Spring. Evening.
Wen Ding Zice.
The wind in early spring is not bitter. At first it was swift, and at last it was just a bluff that gently swept the cheeks of pedestrians. It's like a naughty child, who is trying to make trouble, but when he comes to him, he shakes a shot, snickers and runs away.
The bus is like a slow catfish, slowly gliding through the street, slowly reaching the station, slowly spitting out a string of passengers, and continuing to slide.
When I got off the bus, I buttoned up my school uniform and looked back, only to find that the bus was long gone. I didn't think it was inside, but when I came down, I found that this catfish was slipping quite fast.
It's the first time I've left school so early since I started junior high school, and it's usually 7 o'clock. The teachers had an important training this afternoon, so they let us leave school early. I remember when I was in junior high school last year, I sighed to my mother, saying that in the future, I would only be able to see Zhengzhou in the evening on weekends and holidays. I didn't expect to see it unexpectedly today.
The sunset will not fall, like a yellow and clear egg, exuding a quiet and charming halo.
I looked at my watch, and this point was the end of elementary school.
Turn the intersection and go straight for about 200 meters, which is my community. Diagonally across from the neighborhood is my former elementary school. At this time, the teachers must be organizing the students to leave the school gate and escort them to the pick-up point, waiting for the parents to pick them up.
The pick-up point on the right side of the community is the one I know best, and I've been standing there for the past six years. The team is generally noisy and noisy, like a flock of small sparrows, waiting for the sparrow father or sparrow mother to claim and return to the nest.
As I got closer, I saw my former teachers. It's just that the road team has all changed their faces, with little yellow hats, bouncing figures, and chirping voices, just like us in the past.
How is the figure with his back to me, trying to quiet the little sparrows, so familiar? Although I couldn't see my face, the slightly bent waist, the curly hair hanging down to my shoulders, and the waving gestures were all very similar to my former homeroom teacher, Mr. Tao. She turned around, and it was Teacher Tao!
I want to shout out to Teacher Tao, and then I think about it, she is busy, she is working, and I can't disturb her. He stood in the corner and watched quietly.
There is also Teacher Lu standing at the end of the team, Teacher Xu standing in the middle, and Teacher Wang who led the other team to just catch up. Even though I was wearing a mask, I recognized them at a glance. But they may not be able to recognize me at a glance as I am also wearing a mask, after all, I have grown a lot taller and my voice has changed. At this moment, standing in front of them is me, who has grown up, and I who has become a middle school student.
I watched them silently. As a result, the scenes of the past six years have come to life so vividly and vividly.
Strictly speaking, I am not a quiet and well-behaved child. When I was in the first and second grades, because I was naughty, I always broke here and there, and the teacher had no choice, so I bought a bottle of iodine and put it in the office for preparation; When I was in the third grade, I got into a fight with my tablemates, I was criticized by the teacher, and I cried, and the teacher helped me wipe my tears and snot, but I didn't expect a big snot bubble to be wiped, and both teachers and students laughed; When I was in the third grade, I made trouble in class, was punished for standing, made faces at the teacher, and successfully made the teacher laugh, but then I was called to the office and was well educated; When I was in the sixth grade, under the patient guidance of my teacher, I participated in a programming competition, won honors, was in the limelight, proud and complacent, and was constantly reminded by my teacher to be humble and cautious.
It is precisely because of the relay companionship and attentive teaching of the teachers in the past six years that there is this sunny, confident, calm and down-to-earth teenager standing in front of them at this moment.
Finally, the road team **, they are done.
Teacher! I yelled at them and walked briskly towards them.
At this moment, the sun is thick.