Teacher Song, surnamed Song Ming Lian Bo, is a native of Northern Song Village, Mafang Town, Yongshou County. She was born in March of 1940 and died of a heart attack at 8: 20 on July 30th, 2020 (the 10th day of the sixth lunar month). Unfortunately, she passed away at the age of 8 1. On August 5th, June16th of the lunar calendar, he was buried in Beicun Cemetery.
Throughout his life, Mr. Song had no brothers or sisters in the world. He supports a family with his mother alone and raises four children. Half a life is bumpy and half a life is gratifying. 1962 joined the work and taught in Yongtai Middle School, Changning Middle School, Mafang Middle School and Mafang Town Central School successively. 1999 retired with honor.
1980 When I was in junior high school, Teacher Song taught us historical geography. At that time, everyone was busy preparing for the exam, and they didn't pay attention to these so-called auxiliary courses at all, and the teacher was not impressed. However, Mr. Song belongs to my uncle's family, and I have lived with my uncle's parents since I was a child. His second son and I are primary school classmates. He is younger than my mother and should be called grandpa or grandpa according to his seniority. So I am familiar with other students, so naturally I dare not be careless in his class.
In my impression, Mr. Song is upright, majestic, charming, well-proportioned and full of everyone's demeanor. He is concise in class, crisp and neat. What impressed me most was his vigorous brushwork and fancy chalk. Teacher Song works in the guidance office. He usually runs a blackboard newspaper, sends a notice and writes a big slogan. His calligraphy is very famous in towns and villages, and it is a business card of the school. The most enjoyable thing to read is that Teacher Song writes chalk characters. Geography is not like Chinese mathematics. There are many blackboard books. He may not be able to write a few words in half a day's class, but all the words he writes are dragon and phoenix dances. Ma Benteng, let yourself gallop on the blackboard. Because he studied calligraphy, most of the words he wrote were traditional Chinese characters. Although he didn't recognize it, the students all thought the font was unique and secretly learned to copy it. My pen handwriting is good (I think), including my later love of calligraphy, which is not unrelated to the influence of Teacher Song.
I remember there is a blackboard newspaper at the gate of our school, which is a window of the school. Its school policies, objectives, campus culture, and important notices and activities should be presented on it and updated at least once a month. This blackboard newspaper is almost a stage for Mr. Song to show his chalk calligraphy. He carefully designs patterns and arranges writing, and each issue will attract a large number of pedestrians to stop and watch. I was taught by a teacher and participated in running a blackboard newspaper.
1982 graduated from junior high school and left his alma mater. A few years ago, his great grandson got married, and I was lucky enough to know him. At that time, the old man was white-haired and slow to move. After all, he is almost eighty years old, but he speaks confidently, thinks clearly and is in good health. Teacher Song is very concerned about students' families and careers, and students always miss their teachers' lives and bodies. Over the years, I have a good relationship with Mr. Song's eldest son, mainly appreciating his literary and calligraphy works, and admiring his duty as a human being. According to my eldest son's article, Mr. Song is the nephew of Seinfeld, the former commander of Xianyang Military Division, and son of the general is the home of heroes! No wonder Teacher Song has an extraordinary temperament!
Teacher Song raised three children and one daughter, and his wife left him more than ten years ago. Although the children have been busy these years, they have all done their filial piety and the old man has had a good time. Two or three years later, I was suddenly shocked to hear that my teacher died of illness, which really surprised me. Time and fate are really hard! Teacher Song had a heart attack, which didn't implicate the children or get sick.
People often say: words are like people. I want to say that Mr. Song's life is like his chalk calligraphy. He is full of passion, hard work and vigor!
Those who drink its stream will cherish its source, and when they learn, they will miss my teacher. Teacher Song left us, but his old man's house will always be so tall, so serene and so chic in our hearts! Teacher Song has left us, and the image of the old man seems to be a bright light, which has been flashing in my heart.
Teacher Song, rest in peace!