Childhood
Be a teacher
She dragged her tired body back and forth between school and home, like the shell of a walking dead.
But she always forgot that there was a child in the family who had been waiting for her to come home from work, her own child, and she always left the least amount of time for the person closest to her.
Sorry Poplar, my mother is a teacher, Teacher Ma missed the growth with Poplar countless times, let him grow independently like his own name.
Reminisce
Lao Ma tried to think back to Poplar's childhood life, but there were only some fragments and fragments, "Mom, hug me", "Mom, I feel uncomfortable, you help me buy some medicine", "Mom, have you not come home yet", "Mom", "Mom", "Mom", "Mom", "Mom".
The old horse slapped her head hard in the hope of remembering more, but gradually she let go of her trembling hand.
I gave all the time to the students, yes, time is given to the students, at this time the old horse has a lot of time to care for and love their children, but her children have gradually gone away, there is no need for her, the old horse tried his best, lived an ordinary life, sighed a sad song, said an ordinary!
This is not only the story of tens of thousands of old horses, but also the story of Old Yang and Old Li, and it is also the story of yours and me.
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