Help the teacher for four days

Father's words are good, and her husband's unhappiness is really due to illness. The three heavenly kings asked for leave, and an assistant teacher came to replace him. That is a gentleman without a beard. He looks like a child. A shameful thing happened at school today: no matter what the students say about him, the teaching assistant always stays angry and only says; "men! Clear the rules! " Two days ago, the classroom was in chaos, but today it is out of control. That's a rare harassment. I can't hear Mr. Wang's voice at all No matter how to tell him and persuade him, the students turned a deaf ear. The headmaster has visited twice, but the harassment remains when the headmaster turns around. Derossi and Caron turned around in front, winked at everyone and told them to be quiet. They won't be quiet. Alice leaned her head against the table alone in thought. Where's Carlo Fay, the old stamp dealer with a hooked nose? He asked everyone for a copper coin, used ink bottles as lottery goods and made lottery tickets. Others laughed and talked, drilled the table with a pen tip and wrapped rubber elastic paper balls on the straps.

Help the teachers to ban them one by one, or grab his hand or pull him to stand on the wall. But it still doesn't work. There is no way to help teachers. Tell them kindly.

"Why did you do that? Do I have to punish you? "

After that, he knocked on the table with his fist and shouted in an angry and sad voice, "Quiet! Be quiet! " But they still wouldn't listen and harassed as usual. Brandy threw a ball of paper at Mr. Wang, some played the flute, some gambled with each other's heads, and had no idea what he was doing. Then came a janitor and said:

"Sir, the headmaster has something for you."

Mr. Wang showed disappointment and got up and left in a hurry. So the harassment is getting worse.

Caron suddenly stood up, shook his head, clenched his fist and shouted angrily:

"Stop! You are not a human thing! Because Mr. Wang is easy to talk to, you will despise him. If Mr. Ran uses the Force, you will fall down like dogs! Coward thing! If anyone taunts Mr. Wang again, I'll knock his teeth out! I don't care if his parents see it! "

Everyone stopped ringing. At this time, Caron's appearance was really solemn: he stood straight, his eyes were almost angry, like a lion. He stared at the worst people one by one, and everyone dared not look up. When the teaching assistant came in with red eyes, she was almost so quiet that she couldn't recognize the sound of breathing. It was surprising to help the teachers see this, but they just stood still. Later, when I saw Caron standing there angrily, I guessed 89 points. Why did I say, "Caron! Thank you! " '

A library with land.

Stella's home is in front of the school. I went to his house and saw his library, and I was envious. Stradi is not a rich man. Although he can't buy more books, he can keep books, whether they are school textbooks or gifts from relatives. As long as there is money, it will be used to buy books. He collected a lot of books and put them on a gorgeous chestnut bookshelf covered with green curtains. It is said that it was given to him by his father. As long as the thin thread is pulled, the green curtains will be pulled together to reveal three books. All kinds of books are neatly arranged, and the spine is glittering. There are stories, travel notes, poems and books. The colors are perfectly matched and beautiful from a distance. For example, white is next to red, yellow is next to black and green is next to white. He also often changes the arrangement of many books to make them happy. He made a bibliography himself, and Ran Yan was the librarian. At home, just sit by the bookcase, or dust, or turn over the books, or check the sewing. It's really interesting to read when he opens the book with his thick fingers, blows air through the paper or does something. All our books are inevitably damaged, but all his books are brand new. He got a new book, washed it, put it on the shelf, and took it out from time to time. It is his greatest happiness to regard this book as a treasure. I stopped at his house at one o'clock, and he showed me nothing but books.

After a while, his chubby father came out, patted his son on the back and said to me in a gruff voice similar to his son's:

"What do you think of this guy? This steel head is very solid and there will be some hope in the future. "

Shi Daila was ridiculed by his father, but his eyes were half closed like pigs and dogs. I don't know why, but I dare not make fun of Stella. He is only one year older than me, which is incredible in any case. When I came back, he walked me out, as if to say, "All right, goodbye." I don't want to say to an adult, "Peace be with you."

When I got home, my father and I said, "Chris has neither talent nor good looks." His appearance makes people laugh, but I don't know why. As soon as I saw him, I felt that there were all kinds of things to learn. " Hearing this, the father said, "This is the reason why children treat others sincerely." I added, "When I got to his house, he didn't talk to me much, and he didn't have any toys to show me. I like going to his house very much. " "This is because you admire the child." Father said so.

The blacksmith's son

Yes, what Aegean said is true. I also admire Polesi. No, the word admire is not enough to express my feelings about not coming to the West. Ke Xi didn't come, it was the blacksmith's son, the thin child with sad eyes and no courage. He always says "forgive me, forgive me" to people, but he is diligent. His father came back drunk, and it is said that he often beat him for no reason and threw away his books or notebooks. He often comes to school with black marks or bruises on his face. Even if his face is swollen, his eyes are red with tears. Even so, he never said that his father cared about him anyway. "Dad hit you." When a friend says this, he always covers up for his father immediately and says, "Nothing, nothing."

One day, Mr. Wang saw his composition book burn in half. Say to him, "You didn't burn it yourself, did you?"

"Yes, I accidentally left it in the fire." He replied. In fact, it must be because his father came back drunk and kicked over the table or the oil lamp.

Percy's house lives in a small pavilion on the roof of my house. Porters often tell my mother about their family. Sil's maintenance girl cried one day after hearing it. It is said that he asked his father for money to buy a grammar book and his father kicked him down the stairs. His father always drinks and does nothing, and the whole family goes hungry. Poleksi often comes to school hungry and Hakalon gives him bread. Dai Chiyu, the lady who taught him in the first grade, also gave him apples to eat. However, he would never say "Father doesn't give food".

His father once came to school, his face was pale, his feet were shaking, his face was angry, his hair was hanging down in front of his eyes, and his hat was crooked. On the way, dial to welcome to see my father. Although I was afraid of shaking, I approached him immediately. As for the father, he doesn't care about his son, as if he were thinking about other things.

Poor thing! Percy can mend the broken notes or borrow other people's books to study hard. He pinned on his torn shirt, dragged too big shoes, wore trousers that dragged to the ground, and wore a coat that was too long, with cuffs rolled up to his elbows. What a pity to see him like that! Nevertheless, he is diligent. If he can be allowed to study freely at home, he will certainly get good grades.

This morning, he came to school with paw prints on his cheeks. Everyone saw him and said:

"Your father came again, this time can't say' nothing'. Your father must have put you in this situation. You tell the headmaster that he will call your father and persuade him for you. "

Pan Ke jumped up at once, blushing and trembling, saying, "My dad won't hit me if it's okay."

Speaking of which, he actually cried at his desk in the later class. He held back his tears when people went to see him. Poor thing! He must pretend to smile for people! Tomorrow, Delossi, Claudius and Nelly are scheduled to come to my house, and I'm going to ask Juncker to come with me. I want to invite him to dinner tomorrow, send him books, take him around the house and put the fruit in my pocket when I go back. Such a kind and brave child should make him happy at least once.

Ten days of friends visiting.

Today is the happiest Thursday of the year. At two o'clock sharp, Dorothy and Coleti brought Nelly with a hunchback. Prissy didn't come because her father wouldn't let him. Delosi and Coleti told me with a smile that they met Cross, the son of a family selling wild vegetables. It is said that Close was holding a Chinese cabbage and said that he would sell it to buy a pen. He also said that he was glad to receive a letter from his father saying that he would come back from America soon.

Three friends stayed at my house for about two hours, and I was very happy. Derossi and Coleti are the most interesting children of their peers, and even their father is happy for them. Colette is very lively in brown trousers and a cat hat. Whenever she has to move, she will move something in front of her or turn it over. It is said that he has carried more than half a car of firewood since this morning, but he doesn't look tired. He ran around my house, paying attention to everything he saw, talking and moving like a squirrel. He went to the kitchen and asked the maid the price of a bundle of firewood. It is said that a bundle of firewood in their shop costs 20 cents. He was very happy to talk about his father's participation in the Costeaux War under Prince Wimbledon. Polite. Indeed, as my father said, although the child grew up in a wood shop, he has real aristocratic blood.

Derossi told us some interesting things. He is familiar with geography, but he closes his eyes like Mr. Wang and says:

"I seem to see the whole of Italy now. There are charming mountains protruding from the Ionian Sea, rivers flowing here and there, and white cities. There are bays, green inland seas and green islands. " He recited the place names in turn as if there was a map in front of him. He wore a blue coat with golden buttons, raised his blond hair, closed his eyes and stood straight like a stone statue. We all look down on that style. It took him an hour to memorize three pages of articles to be recited on the day after tomorrow's burial anniversary. Nelly looked at him and smiled in his sad eyes.

Today's party was really happy, leaving me with fire marks in my chest. When the three of them went back, two long clips on the left and right assisted Nelly, holding his hand and telling him funny words, which made those who had never laughed before laugh. I'm really glad to see it. When I came back to the canteen, I found that the funny hunchback picture hanging there was gone, which was deliberately removed by my father for fear that Nelly would see it.

Victoria Emanuel likes the king's funeral on 17.

At 2 o'clock this afternoon, my husband's name was Delossi as soon as we entered the classroom. Delossi immediately stepped forward and stood at the small table, reciting the memorial speech of the big burial to us. When I first started reciting, it was a bit unnatural. Later, the voice became clear step by step, and his face was full of blush.

"Four years ago today, the jade coffin of former King Victoria Emanuel II was at the main entrance of the Roman ancestral temple. Her Majesty Queen Victoria, Emmanuel II, has made far more achievements than Italy's founding and inviting the king. Italy, which has never been divided into seven small countries and suffered from foreign aggression and oppression by tyrants, was unified and laid the foundation of freedom and independence only in the era of kings. For twenty-nine years, Wang Zhishi was brave and fearless, fearless in times of crisis, arrogant in victory and unyielding in defeat, and devoted himself to promoting national prestige and caring for the people. When the king's cabinet car passed through the Rome market, countless people from all over Italy gathered on the roadside to watch the funeral procession. There are many generals, ministers, royalty, a group of ceremonial soldiers, a flag like a forest, representatives of 300 cities, and anyone who can represent the strength and glory of a country will join. The funeral procession arrived at the door of the ancestral temple, and twelve cavalry were holding the jade coffin. In an instant, Italy made a final farewell to this beloved Pharaoh and left the former king who had been a founding father, general and loved the country for 29 years forever! This is indeed the noblest and most serious moment. I looked at the jade coffin from top to bottom, hiding my face and crying at the eighty-stream military flag with dark color. This flag really reminds people of countless war victims, countless blood, the greatest glory of our country, the most sacred sacrifice and the most tragic misfortune. The flag fell forward when the cavalry moved the coffin in. Among them are the flags of the new United front and the old United front, both of which were broken after many wars. Eighty black streams hang forward, and countless medals jingle on the flagpole. The voice sounded to the masses, as if thousands of people were saying in unison, "Farewell! My Lord! When the sun shines in Italy, your soul will remain in the hearts of our subjects forever! "

"The flag is up in the air again. Our Victoria Queen Emmanuel II enjoys eternal glory in the hall of the soul! "

Brandi's scouts retreated for eleven days.

When Dandelot read Victoria Emanuel's eulogy that she loved the king, only one person smiled, and that was Brandi. Brandi is really annoying. He's really a bad guy. He was happy when his father came to school to scold him. He laughs when he sees someone crying. He shivers timidly in front of Caron, and when he meets timid "Mei Sen" or Klosi who can't move with one hand, he will bully them. He mocked everyone's admiration, even for three-year-old Lopez, who was lame because of saving a child. He quarreled with the weak and he was still angry. When his opponent is hurt, he must confess. The hat is very low, and his eyes hidden under the brim seem to contain some malice, which everyone should be afraid of. He doesn't care in front of anyone, and the only thrill will laugh. Stealing comes at the first opportunity, pretending not to know. He often swears and takes a big drill to school to stab people. Whether it's your own or someone else's, take off the button of your coat and play with it in your hand. His paper, books and notebooks are all broken and dirty, and his triangle is broken. The pen holder is full of teeth biting nails from time to time, and the clothes are either broken or dirty. It is said that his mother was so depressed that he became ill, and his father had kicked him out three times. Mother often comes to school to inquire about him, and her eyes are always swollen when she goes back. He hates his classes, friends and husband. Mr. Wang sometimes turns his back on him. He didn't obey the rules, so Mr. Wang pretended not to see him. He became worse and worse as a result. Mr. Wang treated him well, but he laughed at him; When you scold him, he covers his face with his hand and pretends to cry. In fact, he was snickering there. He was suspended for three days and became more stubborn and violent when he came back. One day, Delossi advised him, "Stop it! Stop. Don't you know how difficult it is for Mr. Wang? " He threatened Delossi and said, "Don't let me pierce your stomach!" "

Today, Brandy was deported like a prisoner. Brandy set off firecrackers on the floor when Mr. Wang handed the manuscript of "The Month: Young Drummer" to Caron. The explosion shook the whole classroom, and like gunshots, everyone was frightened. Mr Also jumped up:

"Don't go out!"

"Not me." Brandy smiled and pretended not to know.

"Get out!" Mr. Wang repeatedly said.

"reluctantly." Don't resist.

Mr. Wang was furious and rushed to the seat, grabbed his arm and dragged him out of the seat. Brandy gritted her teeth and resisted. Finally, she was not as strong as Miss Wang, who dragged her from the classroom to the principal's office.

After a while, Mr. Wang returned to the classroom alone, sat in his seat, covered his head with his hand for a while, and looked very tired. That kind of depressing air is uncomfortable to watch.

"I have been a teacher for 30 years and I have encountered such a thing!" Mr. Wang said sadly, shaking his head from side to side.

We were all silent. Mr. Wang's hands are still shaking, and the lines on his forehead are as deep as scars. Everyone can't bear it. In this era, the West Railway Station got up:

"sir! Please don't be sad! We all love our husbands. "

When Mr. Wang heard that, he calmed down and said:

"Do your homework."

Junior Drummer (Monthly Example)

This is1July 24, 848, the first day of the Kostya War. A group of our infantry, about 60 people, was sent to a certain place to occupy an empty house and was suddenly attacked by the second squadron of Austria. The enemy attacked from all directions and rained down on us. Our army had to abandon a group of casualties, retreat into the empty house, close the door, go upstairs and shoot at the window to resist. The enemy troops lined up in a semicircle and approached step by step. The captain of our army commanding this team is a brave old sergeant, tall and white. Among these 60 people, there is a young drummer and a Sedinia. Although he is over 14 years old, his figure is still less than 12 years old. He is a dark boy with bright eyes. The captain commands the defense upstairs. He always gives sharp orders like a pistol. His iron face has no emotional shadow at all, and his expression is so terrible that his men shudder. The young drummer turned blue with anxiety, but he was still able to jump on the table calmly, put his head out of the window and look at the Olympic army in white in the smoke.

The empty house was built on a high cliff, facing the cliff. There is only a small window on the roof pavilion, and the rest are walls. The Austrian army only attacked on the other three sides, and the side of the cliff was safe. This is really a terrible attack. Projectiles rained down, breaking walls and tiles, awnings, windows, furniture and doors, and breaking with one blow. Wood chips are flying in the air, glass and pottery are broken, and things are rolling around. Sounds like a human skull is cracking. The soldier who shot at the window was injured and fell to the floor, so he was dragged aside. You can also put your hand against the wound and moan in circles everywhere. There is a smashed body in the kitchen. The enemy's semicircle is just approaching.

After a while, the captain, who has always been calm, suddenly showed an uneasy expression and pulled a barracks out of the room in a hurry. Three minutes later, the sergeant ran over and waved to the young drummer. The boy and the sergeant hurried upstairs together and came to the roof pavilion. The captain is leaning against the small window, writing a note, and there is a pumping rope at his feet.

The captain folded the note, looked at the boy with awe-inspiring eyes that made the soldiers shudder, and cried eagerly:

"Drummer!"

The drummer raised his hand to his hat.

"Do you have the courage?" David said.

"Yes, captain!" The boy answered, his eyes shining.

Dawei pushed the boy near the window:

"Look down! Close to the room with the light of spear, that is our own team. You take this piece, slide down from the window, climb the hillside quickly, cross the field and run into our position. Give the sergeant this gun as soon as you see him. Take off your belt and backpack! "

The drummer unbuttoned his belt and put the note in his pocket. The army once put the rope down from the window and wrapped it around his arm. The captain helped the young man out of the window and asked him to retreat outside:

"ah! The safety of this squad depends on your courage and your foot strength! "

"Let me do it! Dawei! " The teenager slipped while answering.

Captain and barracks grab the rope:

"Bend down when going down the hill!"

"Don't worry!"

"I wish you success!"

The drummer immediately fell to the ground. The sergeant walked away with the rope. The captain was very upset and paced up and down the window, watching the young man go downhill.

Almost succeeded. Suddenly, five or six thick smoke appeared between the steps before and after the teenager. It turned out that the Austrian army saw the boy and shot at him from a height. The teenager ran for his life and suddenly fell down. "Shit!" The captain gritted his teeth and said to himself anxiously. Just then, the boy stood up again. "Ah, ah! Just fell! " David took a breath. Although the teenager runs hard, one leg looks a little broken. The captain thought, "I hurt my ankle!" " Then the smoke rose from the boy's side, all far away and missed. "good! Good! " The captain shouted happily, still looking at the boy. I shudder at the thought that this is a very dangerous thing! If the note is sent to our team, reinforcements will come; If something goes wrong, these sixty people will either die or be captured.

Looking from a distance: I saw the teenager running for a while, suddenly slowing down and limping. After I started again, my strength gradually weakened, so I sat down and rested several times.

"Maybe the bullet went through his foot." David thought so, while staring at the teenager, his body trembled. His eyes are about to pop out of Mars, measuring the distance between the young man and the glowing spear. Downstairs, I only heard the sound of bullets passing through, the angry cries of non-commissioned officers and officers, the sad cries of the wounded, the broken instruments and the falling objects.

A noncommissioned officer came silently and said that the enemy was still storming and had surrendered with the white flag held high.

"Don't shine on him!" The captain said, his eyes still fixed on the young man. Although the teenager has reached the ground, he can't run. It seems that he is dragging his feet step by step.

The captain gritted his teeth and clenched his fist: "Let's go! Let's go! Damn it! Beast! Let's go Go! " After a sigh of relief, the captain said a terrible sentence: "Yi Ya! Useless thing! Fall down! "

Just now, I could see the heads of teenagers in the fields. Suddenly disappeared, as if it had fallen. After a minute, the boy's head appeared again, and was quickly blocked by the fence and disappeared.

The captain hurried downstairs, bullets rained down, and the room was full of injured people, some of whom were rolling around like drunkards, holding furniture in their hands, blood on the walls and floors, and a lot of corpses piled up at the door. The adjutant's arm was broken and smoke was everywhere, so everything around him could not be seen clearly.

Dawei loudly encouraged to shout:

"Bold defense, don't take a step back! Help is coming! Right now! Attention! "

When the enemy approached, the faces of the enemy soldiers could be seen from the smoke, and the gunfire was mixed with terrible boos and curses. The enemy there threatened to surrender quickly, otherwise there was no need to live. Our army became timid and retreated from the window. The barracks chased them and forced them to move forward, but the defensive fire gradually weakened and the soldiers' faces showed desperate expressions. It is impossible to resist any more. At this time, the enemy suddenly weakened its firepower and shouted: "surrender!" " "

"no!" The captain shouted back from the window.

The artillery fire of the two armies is fierce again. One by one, our soldiers were injured and fell down. One of the windows was unguarded, and the last moment was coming. The captain said in a desperate voice, "reinforcements won't come!" The reinforcements are not coming! " While barking, he jumped up like a wild animal, waving his saber with trembling hands, ready to die. At this moment, the sergeant came from the roof and said sternly:

"reinforcements are coming!"

"reinforcements are coming!" The captain cheered and answered.

Hearing the sound, the uninjured, injured, barracks and non-commissioned officers immediately rushed to the window to fight the enemy again.

After a while, the enemy seemed discouraged and the battle was in chaos. The captain quickly gathered the beaten soldiers, told them to bayonet their guns, prepared to charge, and ran up the stairs by themselves. At this time, I heard earth-shattering shouts and messy footsteps. Looking from the window, the Italian cavalry of the first squadron are running at full speed from the smoke. A visionary spear never falls on the enemy's head, shoulders or back. The soldiers in the room also shouted with spears. The enemy wavered in the chaos and began to retreat. In a twinkling, two battalions of infantry occupied the highland with two cannons.

The captain led the disabled soldiers back to their regiment. The war continued, and in the last charge, he was hit by a stray bullet and hurt his left hand.

After a day of fighting, our army won. The next day, although our army fought bravely, it was finally outnumbered. On the morning of the 27th, we retreated to the Hunqi River.

The captain was injured, but he still led his soldiers on foot. The soldiers were tired and tired, but none of them disobeyed. At dusk, I went to Goito on the banks of Mingia River to find an adjutant. The adjutant hurt his wrist and was rescued by an ambulance. He got here before the captain. The captain walked into a temple with a temporary field hospital, which was full of wounded soldiers. There are two rows of beds, and there is a bed above the bed. Two doctors and many assistants ran around, stroking their ears with sobs and groans.

As soon as the captain arrived at the temple, he looked for an adjutant everywhere. He heard someone calling "Captain" in a low voice. The captain looked closely and saw a young drummer. He was lying in a hammock with a thick curtain cloth behind his head, two pale and thin bowls exposed outside the cloth, and his eyes were shining like jewels. Captain a surprised, shouted to him:

"Are you here? It's amazing! You have done your duty! "

"I have tried my best." The boy replied.

"What are your injuries?" The captain asked again, looking at the hospital bed not far away, looking for an adjutant.

"I didn't expect it." The boy replied. His vitality was restored, and he began to feel that it was an honor for him to be injured. Without this kind of satisfaction, he may not have the strength to speak in front of the overall situation. "I tried my best to run away. I was afraid of being seen, so I bent down only to be seen by the enemy. If you don't get shot, you can get 20 minutes faster. Fortunately, I met the chief of staff and gave him the note. But after the injury, I couldn't walk at all, and my mouth was thirsty, as if I were going to die. In any case, it is impossible to go up again. The later, the more people die. I almost cried at the thought. Not bad! I finally tried my best to achieve my goal. Don't worry about me. Captain! You should pay attention to yourself, you are bleeding! "

Indeed, as he said, blood drops were flowing from the bandage under the captain's arm.

"Please give me your hand and let me bandage you," said the boy.

The captain stretched out his left hand and helped the teenager with his right hand. The boy untied the captain's bandage and tied another knot. However, as soon as the teenager left the pillow, he turned pale and had to lie down.

"Well, I'm ready." The captain wanted to take back his bandaged hand when he saw the young man, but the young man seemed unwilling to let go.

"Don't care about me. Mind your own business! Even if it is a minor injury, it will be terrible not to pay attention. " David said.

The boy shook his head from side to side. The big shadow stared at him:

"But you must have lost too much blood because you were too tired?"

"You said there was a lot of blood?" The boy said with a smile. "It's not just blood, please look here!" Say, lift the lid.

David was surprised to see it and took a step back. It turns out that the teenager is missing a foot! His left foot has been amputated by his knee, and the incision is covered with blood-stained cloth.

At this time, a short and fat military doctor walked by wearing a shirt, goo at the boy for a while, and then said to captain:

"ah! Captain! This is really out of necessity. If he didn't give such unreasonable support, his feet would be stable. -Severe inflammation! Finally, I amputated my knee-length foot. But what a brave boy! Don't shed a tear, don't panic, and don't even shout. When I operated on him, he was proud of an Italian! His family background must be very good! " The doctor said that and left in a hurry.

The captain frowned and looked at the boy for a while, still covering him with a cloth. He kept staring at the boy, and unconsciously, he slowly raised his hand to his head and took off his hat.

"Captain," the boy shouted. "It suits me!"

Has always been to men never soft words, dawei, then unexpectedly with a loving voice said:

"I'm just a captain, you are the hero!" Speaking of this, he opened his arms, jumped on the boy and kissed him three times on the chest.