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Memory Fragments (Teacher Xu)

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Memory Fragments (Teacher Xu)

Teacher Xu is a female teacher, formerly a first-grade Chinese teacher in primary school. Short in height, slightly chubby, with pale skin. I have been married to Honmura as a daughter-in-law for many years, and now I am about 55 years old. He has two sons and a daughter.

I remember that when I graduated from kindergarten and went to the first grade, there was a small program for class placement. Elementary schools have two classes and two teams. At that time, how to know so much, the instructor-like teacher let me stand in the queue wherever I was in the queue. Chatted with my friends very happy, the small partner who chatted with me saw that I was very speculative, had to pull me to his team (a class), I didn't want to go much, and then the instructor came to let me stay in the second class team. I don't know where the little partner listened to the gossip, Teacher Xu's education level is not high (it is estimated that only junior high school) belongs to the primary school can not find the teacher to make up the number. Stand on the second shift and take the second shift.

At that time, I didn't think about it so much, and Teacher Xu could also teach it, personally. Before learning pinyin, you must learn what vowels, vowels. It was a tough time in my life. Every day crying by which sound mother, Yunmu then went to the school to forget a large part, when the time of sampling back to not up, was criticized by Teacher Xu.

Later, when the pinyin was finished, it was time for the text part, and I opened the hanging generally. I remember that I scored 95 points in the first writing test, and many of the small partners in the class made up for the ideal results. Compared to the more than 70 points I used to pinyin, it is much better. This made Teacher Xu look at me with surprise. Later writing is in a stable phase. The nightmare of the back vowel, the vowel, is finally over.

Teacher Xu actually has a past, at that time, Teacher Xu has always had a mushroom hairstyle, and I personally did not find anything. Teacher Xu told us a more obscure story in the second semester of the first grade: a few years ago (about 1985), someone picked vegetables to sell vegetables at the market. Too tired, the man unconsciously slept on the vegetable stall. After waking up for several days, the vegetable seller always felt that his head hurt, and he couldn't find any reason, and finally he couldn't stand to go to the hospital. After a fluoroscopic diagnosis of her at the county hospital, it was notified that she had worms in her brain that had eaten a large part of her scalp. In the end, the operation removed all the bugs, and when the bugs were removed, her scalp lost the ability to regenerate and she could only wear a wig. This is also the past of the perennial mushroom head Teacher Xu. When I was a child, I didn't understand so much, but I learned about it later when I talked to my friends.

Saying that Teacher Xu's low level of education really has no element of contempt. How to say it, Teacher Xu often teaches us: if you are accidentally stabbed by a wood and stabbed into the flesh, you must not use a needle to pick it up. Teacher Xu's conclusion was to use a needle to pick a thorn, which may break the capillaries in the meat. This point of view, when I was a child, I felt that Teacher Xu was too timid, and later I learned a little biological knowledge, and the spikes and capillaries of the epidermis were far away. Being able to pick capillaries is definitely cruel, after all, it is necessary to penetrate the epidermis layer to the inside to hook the capillaries. In addition, human neurons will be affected to a certain extent in the human body, with pain perception intensity, preventing people from continuing to go deeper. For example, our normal human fist can break a stone, why can't the average person break it? That's when neurons remind the brain that they're intensely stimulated (pain), and the brain makes commands to retract the force. If you knock the stone, your fist will also be bloody and confused.

Teacher Xu's daughter is xu Tingting, a lesbian table in the 3rd grade. Now that she is about 160 years tall, I thought Tingting was quite beautiful when I was in the third grade. Because it is the same table will also talk about the mountains, before the simple bar, only know the reading of books, chat is the content of learning. It is said that Tingting's classmates became nurses later. After the third grade, the class was no longer in contact with Tingting's classmates.

Memory Fragments (Teacher Xu)

That was Teacher Xu's hometown, and now it is a bit dilapidated, and when I was a child, I followed You Biao's classmates to Teacher Xu's hometown. You biao seems to recognize the teacher's husband as a dry father. Now the hometown is overgrown with weeds, and few pedestrians have passed from Teacher Xu's house.

Memory Fragments (Teacher Xu)

Teacher Xu's yard stuff, should be called water mill, before grinding soybeans or something. Now it has long become history, quietly placed in the corner, as if telling the passers-by about the past of grinding beans.

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