Women are like water, women are like water. As a woman, the journey of life is really a waterway. A quiet smile, a knowing look and a frank feeling will move me to tears and make me hard to let go. 1000, I moved from the suburbs of the city to the center of the city, and my daily life made a qualitative leap. Once there are many trivial chores, I must clean my room. No wonder people in remote mountain villages also buy houses and build houses in the city. The difference between urban and rural life is a fact. In fact, what is lacking is not only the complicated housework, but also the small talk between people has disappeared without a trace. Surrounded by people jostling shoulder to shoulder, you can go ahead with confidence. Facing a strange and cold face, even with a big fireball on your head, your heart is as cold as usual. In order to adapt to this unique quiet, it is also a different kind of fun to soak books at home. When-when-when, someone is knocking at the door, like an island in a busy city. Who can it be? I put down my book and simply opened the door. The friendly smile of my uncle upstairs surprised me. I was so excited that I almost opened my mouth to let the old man in. The old man's tongue was stiff and he said with difficulty, "The water has stopped. I don't care about the construction site over there Can you bring me a bucket? " Uncle stumbled away carrying a bucket and dragging the sequelae left by cerebral thrombosis, but what was printed in my heart was not the bucket but the warm sunshine. I don't know how to repay the old man, and I am still tied up by that thick smile until today.
The synchronous growth with the new textbooks is still in full swing, and it is really miserable for us to sing you out in various open classes. Having a class at 40 o'clock, working for a few days, and forgetting to sleep before and after eating will not make the gardener who shoulders the future mission complain bitterly. What they can't face is that the comments of leaders and experts at all levels on a class are simply picky. "There is no fixed teaching method. As long as the teaching tasks are completed efficiently in a specific time closely around the syllabus, it is an impeccable good class, and innovative talents should sprout and grow in different teaching methods. " I know my point of view is contrary to the balance that top experts can only look up to, but I have never been separated from the dual role of teaching for many years. I am well aware of the difficulties and difficulties of a frontline teacher. Unexpectedly, my speech was not completely denied. As soon as my voice fell, a high authority gave me a knowing look. I was moved to thank you again and again with my fist, and a sense of relief when I met my bosom friend rippled like a spring tide. Since then, those deep, wise and warm eyes have become a beautiful scenery in my heart. Looking back from time to time, I am always happy and full.
When people reach middle age, does love follow the footsteps of the years? I do not think this is necessarily the case. If so, no one will miss youth and relive old dreams in the lost flower season! This is not so much a wedding banquet for the son of an old classmate as a grand dinner for the reunion of classmates. What the golden cup hit was not the blessing of trendy couples, but a magnificent youth scratch when I was a classmate for several years. "Do you still have the original Little White Poplar?" My friend has not forgotten that passionate work! I was cheated. "No!" I shook my head to answer.
"When the Student Affairs Office decided to post it on campus, it was the head teacher who asked me to write it on red paper with a brush. It's too long! I wrote two big sheets! A song "Little White Poplar" on the eve of graduation is enough to solve a lot of problems for school leaders. Although there are not many people who really take root in the mountainous areas and teach and educate people all their lives, the urgent need has played a role. How did you lose it? Unfortunately, I only remember the opening paragraph. '
"Can you recite this section? For more than 30 years, even I forgot a word. Thank you! Thank you very much For the sake of friends, I sincerely propose a toast! "
The wedding banquet came to an end in the noise, and I said goodbye to my friends. On the way home by car, my heart never let go of the song "Little White Poplar" and my friends. That kind of heavy touch is no less than the excitement of winning the lottery!
Women are like water, and women who like water. "The world is not weaker than water". Whether a woman like water can conquer a man is inconclusive, but it is beyond reproach that a woman like water can't conquer herself!