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What do you think of "education of love"?
School begins today. After three months in the country, I returned to this school in Lin Qiu like a dream. When my mother sent me to school in the morning, I was still thinking about the situation in the country. No matter which street, it is crowded with school students. At the entrance of the bookstore, the students' fathers and brothers are crowded there to buy notebooks, schoolbags and other things; The janitor and the policeman tried desperately to clear a way out. When I arrived at the school gate, I felt someone touch my shoulder. It turns out that this is my third-grade gentleman, a gentleman with red hair and a happy face. Mr. Wang looked at my face and said:

"We are no longer in one place! Amway! "

This used to be something I already knew. Today, I feel sad again. We went in easily. Many ladies, gentlemen, ordinary women, workers, officials, female monks, footmen and waitresses all crowded around the reception stairs with their children in one hand and their report books in the other, making a noise like a theater. I'm glad to see this big lounge again.

"Amway ke! You have to go upstairs now! Don't walk past my classroom! "

Said, and looked at me thoughtfully. The headmaster is surrounded by women, and his hair seems to be whiter than before. The students are also stronger than in summer. The children in the first grade are reluctant to go to the classroom, stubborn as donkeys and horses, and some have escaped. Some of them cry because they can't find their parents. Parents went back, some people were cheated, some people were scolded, and gentlemen were helpless.

My brother was put into a group taught by a female gentleman named Delkadi. At noon 10, everyone enters the classroom. There are 55 people in our first class. Only fifteen or sixteen people came up together in the third grade, and Derossi, who once won the first prize, was among them. I feel bored at school when I think of the mountains running around during the summer vacation. I also think of my third-grade teacher: that's a good teacher who often smiles at us. This is a gentleman about our age. The gentleman's red curly hair is out of sight. It's a little sad to think about it. This time, the gentleman was tall and long, with no beard, long gray hair, frowning and talking loudly, staring at us one by one. His eyes seem to penetrate our hearts. And he is also a gentleman without a smile. I think:

"alas! One day has finally passed, and there are still nine months left! What hard work, what month to try, how much I hate cigarettes! "

As soon as I got out of the classroom, I saw my mother and flew over to kiss her hand. My mother said:

"Amway ke! Be careful! I also study hard with you! "

I am happy to go home. But because dear Mr. Happy is gone, school is not as interesting as before. Our husband is at 18.

From today on, Mr. Wang is also cute. When we entered the classroom, Mr. Wang was already sitting in the seat. All the students he taught last school year leaned out from the door to say hello to Mr. Wang. "Good morning, Mr. Wang!" "Good morning, Mr. Barney!" That's what everyone says. Some of them walked into the classroom, shook hands with Mr. Wang in a hurry and went out. It is known that everyone loves this gentleman and wants to teach him again this year. Mr. Wang also said, "Good morning!" Reaching for the students' outstretched hands, I didn't look at their faces. I smiled when I greeted them. When a wrinkle appeared on my forehead, my face became stiff. I turned to the window and stared at the opposite roof, as if it was difficult for him to say hello to the students. After that, Miss Wang looked at us one by one, told us to write silently and walked around the table by ourselves. I saw a face with red particles. I touched his forehead again and asked him if he had a fever. At this time, a student behind Mr. Wang jumped on the chair and played with a doll when Mr. Wang didn't see it. Just as Mr. Wang turned around, the students sat down in a hurry and lowered their heads to be green. Mr. Wang put his hand on his head and just said, "Don't do it again!" " Nothing else.

After the dictation, Mr. Wang was silent again. He looked at us for a long time and said in a thick and friendly voice:

"Everybody listen to me! We will be together for a year from now on. Let's have a good year! Everyone should study hard and behave well. I have no family, so you are my family. Before last year, I had my mother After my mother died, I was alone! I have no other relatives in the world except you, and I have no lovely people except you! You are my sons, I love you, please be happy with me! I don't want to punish any of you, please show your sincerity! Please make your class a big family and give me comfort and glory! I don't want you to promise me now. I know you promised me "yes" in your heart. I thank you. "

At this time, the school waiter came to announce the end of school, and we left our seats quietly. The student who jumped into the chair walked up to Mr. Wang and said, "Sir! Give me a break this time! " Mr. Wang kissed his forehead with his mouth and said, "Go back quickly!" " Good boy! "

The second day of the disaster1day.

An unexpected thing happened at the beginning of the school year. When I went to school this morning, my father and I were talking about what Teacher Wang said. Suddenly I saw the road crowded with people, and everyone ran into the school gate. My father said:

"What's the accident? It's unfortunate that the school year has just begun! "

Very easy, we entered the school, crowded with people, and the big house was full of children and their families. We heard them say, "Poor guy! Lopez! " From the ocean of volcanoes, you can see the policeman's hat and the headmaster's bald head. Then a gentleman with a high crown came in, and everyone said, "The doctor is here!" " Father asked a gentleman, "What's the matter?" The gentleman replied, "I was knocked down by a car!" " ""My foot is broken! " Another gentleman said. It turned out to be a sophomore Lopez. When I came to school, a first-grade pupil suddenly left his mother's hand and fell on the street. At this moment, a tram is coming towards where he fell. Seeing that the child would be run over by a car, Lopez boldly jumped over and dragged him out. Unexpectedly, he was run over by a car before he could stretch his legs. Lopez. Suddenly, a woman came running like crazy and struggled in from the crowd. This is Lopez's mother. Another woman came running at the same time, holding Lopez's mother's head and neck and sobbing. This is the mother of the rescued child. The two women ran into the house and we could hear them outside. Lopez! My child! "I cried.

After all, Lopez has become a person who can't walk without crutches. Yesterday afternoon, when Miss Wang told us the news, Miss Wang brought a strange child to the classroom. That is a Bosnian child with dark skin, thick hair, big eyes and eyebrows. Mr. Wang gave the child to Mr. Wang, whispered a word or two and went out. The child looked at everything in the room with his black eyes, and Mr. Wang held his hand towards us.

"All of you should be happy. Today, an Italian kid from Lecia, Grabli, 500 miles away entered this school. Because he comes from far away, please love this compatriot especially. His hometown is very famous. It is the birthplace of Italian celebrities, the place where strong laborers and brave soldiers are produced, and it is also one of the scenic spots in China. There are forests and mountains here, and the residents are full of talent and courage. Please treat it with love.

As he spoke, Mr. Wang pointed out the location of Lacea in Grabler on the Italian map and shouted: "Ernesto Delossi!" "He is a student who always wins the first prize. Derossi stood up.

"Come here!" As Mr. Wang said, Delossi left her seat and approached the children in Grabria.

"You are the prefect. Please give a welcome speech to this new classmate! On behalf of the children of Piedmont, please welcome the children of Gresle! "

Derossi heard Mr. Wang say this, hugged the child's head and neck and said loudly, "Very good!" "Grazia's children also passionately kissed Derossi's troubles. We all applauded. Although the gentleman said, "Be quiet! "! Don't clap your hands in the classroom "And I am also very happy. Gloria's children are also very happy. As soon as Mr. Wang designated the seat, the child returned to the seat. Mr. added:

"Please remember what I said just now. Children in Gravilla should live in their own homes when they arrive in Lin Qiu. The children of Grebria shouldn't feel lonely at all. To tell you the truth, our country has been fighting for this for 50 years, and 30 thousand compatriots have died. So you should all love each other. Anyone who is rude to this new classmate because he is not a local is not qualified to see our tricolor flag! "

Gloria's child returned to his seat. The students next to him gave him pens, pictures and Swiss stamps.

Fifteen classmates and friends

Caron, who sends stamps to children in Leah, Gralle, is my favorite. He is the tallest in his class. He is fourteen years old. He is a lovely child with a big head and broad shoulders, but he has gained great popularity. I have made many friends from my classmates, and I am glad that there is a man named Clayton. He wears brown trousers and a cat skin hat, and often says something interesting. His father owned a wood shop in 1866. It is said that he also won three medals. There was a man named Nelly, a poor hunchback, weak and often blue in the face. There is also a man named Wattini who often wears beautiful clothes. There is a nickname in front of me called "Little Masonry", the son of a mason with a round face like an apple and a small ball on his nose. He can hold the rabbit's face and often pretend to make people laugh. I often fold my hat like a handkerchief and hide it in my pocket. Sitting next to the "little stonemason" is a lanky child named Carlo Feifei, with an eagle-like nose and very small eyes. He often does business with pens and empty matchboxes, writes with his nails and does all kinds of cunning things. There is also a proud young gentleman named Carlo Noppis. This man has two children on both sides, I think they are a pair. One. As pale as a patient, he is afraid of everything and never smiles. One is a child with red hair, with a disabled hand and hanging around his neck. I heard that his father went to America and his mother was selling wild vegetables nearby. On my left, there is a strange child named Stradi, short and fat, with no neck. He is an unruly boy and doesn't like people. He is always frowning and listening with his mouth closed. When Mr. Wang was talking, he forbeared for the second time. By the third time, he would get angry and stamp his foot. Sitting next to him is an unscrupulous and sly child. His name is Brandy, and I heard that he was expelled from other schools. In addition, there are a pair of brothers who look alike, wearing the same clothes and wearing the same clothes. Needless to say, the best-looking and most talented person is Derossi. He may win the first prize this year. But I love the blacksmith's son. He is like a patient. It is said that his father often beats him. He is honest. When talking to someone or accidentally offending others, he must say "I'm sorry". He often looks at people with kind and sad eyes. As for the oldest and noblest, it is Ka.

No.26 righteousness fast behavior.

Caron's personality, I saw what happened today. I asked when I was at home. I arrived at school a little late and entered the classroom. At first glance, three or four children got together and were teasing Close, a red-haired child of a disabled potherb vendor. Some hit him with a triangle iron, and some hit him on the head with chestnut shells, calling him "disabled", that's right. And I'll hang my hand around my neck to show him. Close sat alone in his seat, pale, looking at them as if to say "burn me". The more they show off when they see Cross like this, the more they make fun of him. Close finally got angry, blushed and shook his body. At this time, the face is very annoying. Don't jump on the chair and pretend that Cross's mother is carrying food. I often come to school, and now I hear that I am sick in bed. Many students know Cross's mother, and everyone laughed when they saw Berendi. Chloe was furious and suddenly threw the ink bottle at Berendi. Berendi dodged very quickly, and the ink bottle hit the gentleman who came in from the outside in the chest.

Everyone fled to their seats, too scared to say anything. Teacher Wang changed his face, went to the teaching desk and asked sharply, "Who?" No one answered. The gentleman said in a higher voice, "Who?"

At this time, Caron seemed to pity Cross, suddenly stood up and said firmly, "It's me!" " Mr. Wang stared at Caron, looked at the students again and said quietly, "Not you."

After a while, he said, "No punishment, the thrower stands up!" " "

Close stood up and cried, "They beat me and bullied me. I was so angry that I threw the ink bottle unconsciously. "

"okay! Then the bully stands up! According to eugenics, four students stood up and put on their headdresses.

"You bully innocent people! You bully the unfortunate children and the weak! You did the most meaningless and shameful thing! Mean thing! "

With that, Mr. Wang went to Caron's side, put his hand under his cheek, lowered his head, looked into his eyes and said, "Your spirit is noble!" " "

Caron stuck to Mr. Wang's ear and didn't know what to say. Mr. Wang suddenly said to four criminals, "I forgive you."

My husband is on the 27th.

My second-grade lady is allowed to visit me at home today. Her husband hasn't come to my house for a year, and we are happy to entertain her. Her hat is covered with green curtains, her clothes are simple and her hair is unadorned. She has no time to dress up. The red color on her face seems to be lighter than last year, her hair is whiter and she coughs from time to time. Mother asked her:

"So, how is your health? Sir! If you no longer care about your body ... "

"Nothing," Mr. Wang replied with a smile, both happy and sad.

"Mr. Wang talks too loudly, and he is too tired for the children," mother added.

Really, Mr. Wang's voice is hard to hear. I still remember: Mr. Wang's speech was always non-stop, so that we students didn't even have time to look around. Miss Wang will never forget the students she taught. No matter how many years ago, as long as she taught them, she always remembers their names. It is said that every month, she always goes to the headmaster to ask about their grades. Sometimes she stands at the school gate and waits for the students to come. Check his progress. Students who have already entered middle school often wear long trousers and hang clocks to visit Mr. Wang. Today, Mr. Wang led his classmates to see the art exhibition and handed it over to us when he came back. When we are in Mr. Wang's class, Mr. Wang often takes us to the museum every Tuesday to explain all kinds of things to us. Mr. Wang is much weaker than then, but he is still very excited and satisfied. I am very happy. Two years ago, I was seriously ill in bed and my husband came to visit me. Today, he said he wanted to see the bed I slept in, but it was actually my sister's. After watching it for a while, he didn't say anything. Because he has to see a student's illness, he can't stay long. It is said that he is the son of a saddle maker and is lying at home with measles. She is also carrying an exercise book that must be changed tonight.

"ah! Amway! " Before leaving, Mr. Wang said to me, "When you can solve the problem and write a long article, will you still love your former wife?" Say, kiss me. Out of the door, I shouted at the edge of Europe: "Please don't forget me! Amway! "

Ah! Dear sir! How can I forget you? As an adult, I must remember my husband and I will visit you at school. Wherever I go, as soon as I hear the voice of a female teacher, I will think of the two years my husband taught me. Ah! In those two years, I learned a lot because of my husband! At that time, although Mr. Wang was ill and in poor health, he always cared about us and taught us enthusiastically. She was worried when we had bad habits in calligraphy. She almost fidgeted when the experimental committee questioned us. She was really happy when we wrote it clearly. She has always loved me like a mother. How can I forget such a good gentleman?

Eighteen days in the slums

Yesterday afternoon, my mother, the maintenance girl and I sent cloth to the poor woman recorded in the newspaper. I took the cloth, and my sister took a note with the woman's address and name written on it. We went to a small pavilion on the roof of a tall house, where there was a long corridor with many rooms along it. My mother knocked on the door of the last room. The door opened and a young, white and thin woman came out.

"Are you the man mentioned in the newspaper?" Mom asked.

"Shun, yes."

"Well, here are some cloth, please accept it."

Women are very happy, as if they won't say thank you. At this moment, I caught a glimpse of a child, with his back to the outside, leaning back in a chair as if writing. A closer look shows that he is writing there. There is paper on the chair and an ink bottle on the ground. I thought, how can I write in such a dark house? Suddenly, I saw the child with red hair and a worn-out coat.

"Be quiet!" Mother said, "How embarrassed he would be if he realized that his mother was given by a friend. Be quiet! " "

But just then, Cross turned around. I don't know what to do. Close smiled at me. My mother secretly pushed me behind my back, so I went in to stall Cross, and Chloe stood up and shook hands with me.

Close's mother said to my mother:

"I'm just two girls. My husband has been in America for seven years. I'm sick again. I can't choose any more vegetables to sell. Tables and the like are all sold out. It makes it difficult for children to learn, even the small lights can't be lit, and their eyes will get sick. Fortunately, the city office gave him textbooks and notebooks, and he finally managed to get into school. Poor thing! He is happy to go to school, but ... there is no such unfortunate person as me! "

Mother took out all the money in her purse and gave it to her, kissed Cross and almost cried. So she said to me;

"Amway ke! Look at that lovely child! Doesn't he study very hard? Just like you, you don't care about anything, and you say you work hard! Ah! Really! That child's hard work in one day is more valuable than your hard work in one year! Like that boy, he should win the first prize.