Zhang Liting | Goodbye, August

Goodbye, August

Zhang Liting

Just said yesterday, August, hello! See you today, August!

--- the most can not stay in the world, Zhu Yan rhetoric flowers and trees.

In the hot August of the north, people slipped away in their anxiety and boredom, and Wata's father rode an electric motorcycle to carry me and Wa, and couldn't help but exclaim: "I don't like autumn the most, what to say sad spring and autumn, I still like summer, just as the song sings, 'summer and summer pass quietly, leaving little secrets', how good!" The girl also immediately said her feelings, she also likes summer, she is not afraid of heat, afraid of cold. Everything is relaxing in summer, especially the perfect --- ice cream in summer, don't mention the taste!

I sat behind the girl, quietly listening to their father-daughter conversation, quietly remembering my August, yes, it was indeed time to say goodbye to August, to say goodbye to summer. The summer lotus flowers that I have been thinking about in my heart, I haven't seen it three times, so the lotus flower has become a lotus canopy, and I can't help but sigh in my heart, and I feel more and more that time has flown by.

The weather in August is hot and dry, and the August days are wrapped in memories and ripples in the bottom of the heart.

In mid-August, the unit sent me to Lanzhou to participate in training, and the training location happened to be the original site of the junior high school students' secondary school, and the once enviable small secondary school has been eliminated by history and integrated into a higher vocational education college. Looking at the training school far away from Chengguan District and coinciding with the desolate holiday of students, the scene of classmates rushing here from the countryside with suitcases and shoulder bags more than 20 years ago came to my mind.

From the introduction of the training school, I learned that the backyard of the school is the original Lanzhou Meteorological School, and I recall that just after taking the middle school entrance examination, the homeroom teacher and several classroom teachers discussed the volunteer filling out of several of our secondary school students. My Chinese teacher, who is also a female teacher whom I like and like, suggested that I fill in the Lanzhou Meteorological School, saying that it would be better to be a teacher in the future. I didn't know why, my heart was full of expectations and confusion about the teacher, but I knew that when the teacher was dressed properly and cleanly, he didn't have to dig hard in the land like his parents. Then, because of a cousin who was a social teacher, I went to Zhangye Normal School, and the opportunity was decided. Five years later, I returned to my original alma mater and became a teacher, and I had a deeper understanding of the mood of the teachers at that time.

In the era of the Internet, communication has become zero distance. I sent a WeChat message to my junior high school classmate, and he went to the Gansu Provincial Water Conservancy and Hydropower School, which is now the school where I train. After graduating, his classmates moved to work in Dujiangyan and now settle in Chengdu. Although there has been no contact for many years, the friendship that accompanies the study of ignorant years is deep-rooted, and it is the purest reservation and nostalgia after a thousand sails. In Didi's WeChat sound, he chatted with his classmates enthusiastically, and his family, his relatives, his recent situation, and his own growth knew everything endlessly. The classmate ridiculed that if I came to Chengdu and took me to eat all over the streets of Chengdu, my heart was warm and sweet on the mobile phone, hiding a good expectation. I know that many things can only be hidden in my heart sweetly, if one day I can get my wish, it is a small luck in my life, if it is a regret in the end, it also has its own unique taste of cherishing nostalgia.

I generally don't like to send WeChat chats, I always feel that it is easier to call and say what I want to say, and ask what I want to ask, but this time I talked a lot with classmates I haven't seen for many years. My classmate also recommended to me an online TV series that he had just finished, and I didn't know if I would watch it. I haven't watched a TV series for years, I don't have that energy, I don't have that patience. I always look forward to meeting and chatting with my classmates by chance.

The rush of the township is often dazed and helpless. Nowadays, a few babies who are immature under the clear sky have been scattered to the motherland, and it has become a luxury to see each other.

"Let's go again!"

The companions who participated in the training accompanied me and accompanied my thoughts, from the south side of the training college to the north, from this mountain to the mountain, the view on the mountain was open, but there was nothing else except the graves. The companions who participated in the training together this time gave me a lot of warmth. It was the peak summer travel season, and my companions helped grab tickets for the round-trip bus and accompanied each other all the way, adding a lot of vitality and fun to the lonely training.

After the training, the Yumen sister bought a new house and invited her relatives from Zhangye to Yumen for a meeting, all of whom were brothers and sisters on my father's side, and they were all my closest relatives. Usually busy, the movement between relatives is also a little light, this time, the sister and brother-in-law made full preparations, and a large family rarely enjoyed the happiness between relatives. I also enjoyed two days of relaxed and comfortable life with my aunts, brothers and sisters, nieces and nephews, which can be regarded as a short escape from my own life.

This year, the girl graduated from junior high school and was lucky to be admitted to a key high school. Although the results did not rank at the top, her father and I were very happy and satisfied, this was the first big exam in the girl's life, she was able to successfully enter the school she was satisfied with, and his father and I were sincerely happy for her. Although every child can go to school today, high-quality educational resources and ideal jobs are screened. "Natural selection, survival of the fittest" is somewhat cruel. The girl said happily: "This summer is the happiest for me, I can go to high school, and I can wear the new clothes and shoes that my mother bought me." "Although the girl is a fifteen-year-old girl, she is taller than me, after all, it is a child's heart. It seems that August, did not disappoint the girl, and she also enthusiastically passed the eighteen, which belongs to her fifteenth year.

With the end of the girls' military training and the official opening of high school life, it indicates that August is about to end, and our family will also usher in a more closely united, high-speed operation for three years, all girls' studies are important! When she is working hard, I think, my father and I will not be idle, we are happy and enjoy the logistics dedication done for her, if we can, I think my father and I will not miss this opportunity to fight with the baby and improve with the baby.

Goodbye, August!

Come on, the future!

(About author:Zhang Liting, born in 1984, from Linze, Zhangye, graduated from Zhangye Normal School, and now works in Zhangye Children's Welfare Institute. Amateur loves literary creation. ）