Holding the composition text, he walked out of the classroom, rushed into the dark night, and ran to where Yiping was. A few drops of cold, a stirring spirit, forced me back under the porch. it's raining. Turn around and grab your umbrella and re-enter the rain. The rain, "rustling" gently and deftly jumping on the umbrella surface, is a love word poured out to the night. The wind, chilling, with a cold expression.
Pushing open the door, bright and warm lights swooped in, enveloping me and blocking out the darkness and cold.
Yiping wrote his homework and did not look up. I crept inside. On the tabletop, there were several large white rabbit milk candies lying quietly and neatly. A well-behaved posture waiting for the return of the king.
I turned my head and glanced at Yi Ping, and my heart was warm. Sit down, peel off a "great white rabbit" in your mouth, and open it for text.
One. One. My heart couldn't help but get more and more excited. What a sensible child, how sincere emotions, what a clean word. This is the happiness that belongs alone to being a teacher. How could I write such a good article back then?
Haowen must share to calm the unrestrained emotions, and when he looks outside, Yiping has gotten up from his desk and is cleaning up the garbage.
When Yiping came in, I tentatively handed him 3 texts. He was just standing, looking at it, and he sat down in the chair behind me and kept asking, "Anything else?" What else?"
I graded one and handed it to him.
Sometimes he was silent, sometimes he couldn't help but laugh out loud. Occasionally, he also exchanged two sentences with me: "I know this Yang Shanshan, in Zhongsha is small, we are on duty together." She wrote her essay so well, much better than me. ”
"This Zhao Huikang I also know him, he also knows me."
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Yi Ping's composition is not very well written, and I often have the courage to tutor him one or two, because I don't know where to start, so I have to give up. Perhaps, the unintentional guidance of good peers can give him some useful enlightenment.
After the change, I couldn't help but feel drowsy, originally I just wanted to lie down for a while, take a little rest, and unconsciously went to sleep.
Wake up in obscurity. I saw Yi Ping pushing the door in with two halves of hot water.
Seeing that I had woken up, he put the hot water bucket next to me, "Mom, wash your feet quickly, wash and go to sleep quickly." ”
After washing, I climbed into bed, and my toes touched a warm place, which was a hot water bottle that Yiping had filled for me. My heart couldn't help but be hot again.
Stepping out of a few pages of the book, the night became more and more silent, and the sound of crickets and even breathing melted into the night of the rain rustling.
——— December 20, 2021