She is an ordinary rural girl. The family has grandparents who love her, her parents, and her sisters, sisters and brothers who spend time with her. When I was young, my family was very poor

She is an ordinary rural girl. The family has grandparents who love her, her parents, and her sisters, sisters and brothers who spend time with her.

When she was young, her family was very poor, and even one of her favorite army green cotton jackets was worn by the children of relatives. In the second grade of elementary school, other people's children brought cakes made of white noodles as dry food, while she and her sister brought tortillas. Once, her mother secretly asked her, "Does anyone in school laugh at you and your sister?" Looking at her mother's face full of guilt and uneasiness, she smiled and said, "No one is laughing, those dolls think that our cake is delicious, they have to eat it with the two of us." She knew that her and her sister's tuition fees were borrowed, in order to support a large family, her parents did not suffer less, what she thought in her heart was to study well, and then let her parents have a good life and no longer be bullied.

The children of the poor have long been in charge, and the little one knows how to be a good child. At home, she and her sister, who was three years older than herself, helped adults with housework and took care of her sister, and at that time, her favorite thing at that time was to go home from school in the afternoon to finish her homework, and then go with her sister to cut leeks and onions, and then wash and cut them, and wait for her parents to return from the field. Although the family was so ordinary, her father opened the window to the outside world for her and her sister. When my father was young, he went to many places, and he was most proud that he left a gray and white photo in front of Tiananmen Square, and whenever he talked about the outside world, his father would always tell her that There were Peking University and Tsinghua University in Beijing, which were among the best universities in the country. My father said that as long as he studied well and was admitted to Peking University, he could go to Beijing to study, and he could watch the weekly flag-raising ceremony in front of Tiananmen. So, she firmly told herself that I was going to college, I was going to Beijing to study, and I was going to take my parents to see Beijing.

In this way, she studied very seriously every day, and her grades were always the best in the class. In the third grade, her homeroom teacher, who asked her to thank her lifelong initiation teacher, named her to speak under the national flag on behalf of her entire school. She still remembers the scene of that day vividly: washed white jeans, ironed red scarf, neat ponytails... When all the students were solemnly saluting the rising flag, she gently told herself in excitement and nervousness: I must study hard and go to college. That day passed. Then, she began to work as a study committee member and class leader, and began to try bravely. Even if she is still wearing the clothes worn by others, even if there are no good colored pens and books, even if there are patches and stitched marks on the bag, she is still very serious and happy to study, because she wants to go to Beijing to study, because she wants to make her family live a good life through reading.

In junior high school, she left home to board at the school, and every Friday afternoon, when the last bell rang, she would pack up her desk, carry her school bag, and walk home with her classmates for more than an hour. On the way, they would endorse books together, memorize words together, and ask each other formulas, and the long road seemed to be much shorter.

That year, five volunteer teachers from Nanjing University came to the school, and they were like a spring breeze that awakened everyone's yearning and longing for the outside world. They set up a psychological hut in the school to imagine the future with their classmates in the countryside and help everyone rebuild their self-confidence. They talked about Nanjing University, introduced the customs and customs of the south, spoke Hokkien to the students, talked about their university life, and talked about how they got to where they are today step by step. Under their guidance and encouragement, the students studied more diligently, because the teacher said: "My own path, I must measure step by step, my own success, and I want to work a little harder." For her, the most memorable thing was the "hand in hand" love and education assistance activity, and with the help of the volunteer teacher, she was fortunate to hold hands with an uncle in Nanjing. At the scene of the distribution of love materials, when she took the envelope containing the bursary with both hands, her heart was warm, and she told herself that I wanted to study well, I was going to go to college, and I wanted to use my actions to thank those who had helped her.

After the middle school entrance examination, she was admitted to Yinchuan Yucai Middle School as she wished. It is a good school in the eyes of the people of Ningxia, not only because of its quality of education and high rate of further education, but also because it was built by the state to support the development of education in the western region: there, students do not need to pay accommodation fees and tuition fees, and there will be a living allowance of 100 yuan per month. There, everyone's family situation is very similar, everyone has common goals and ideals, and everyone is eager to learn. And she's one of them. When she was a liberal arts and sciences student in her second year of high school, she entered the liberal arts key class with excellent liberal arts results and became the representative of the English class in the class, where for two years she insisted on doing one thing - pouring a glass of water for the teacher on the table every day during class. Later, in the graduation address book, the teacher wrote to her:

"For two years you have done the same thing that others have not done every day, and for two years you have been impressed and infected by each of our teachers with your seriousness and dedication, and we are proud of you."

"Take the cup of water you handed me, my heart is warm; after the evening self-study, I receive your 'Go home and pay attention to safety', my heart is warm; when you make progress, you give me a hug, my heart is warm." 」

"Lovely girl, in the past two years, the teacher thanked you for making me the happiest person in the office, and the teacher wishes you health and peace, and more wonderful on the road ahead."

Seeing the teacher's message to herself, she smiled happily. Whether it is a teacher, a classmate, a friend or a stranger, they are all people she wants to thank, thank them for their tireless teaching, thank them for their enthusiastic help, thank them for the embrace they gave when she is homesick, thank them for accompanying her to challenge the sea of questions and report the college entrance examination. She also knew that she didn't have much ability, and the only thing she could do was to make them happy with all her heart.

When they knew that they had been admitted, their parents smiled like children, and when they saw the expensive tuition fees, their mother was quiet, their sister was hospitalized, and the family had owed a lot of debt, and seeing that the time to leave school was running out, the family fell into contemplation.