From one hometown to another

When I was a child, the most memorable is my brother, who told me to be a teacher in the future, the teacher is the most sacred, he can make one tree push the shaking of another tree; he can let one mind purify another heart; he can let a cloud push another cloud.

Walking into the team of teachers, one of the ones that I can never forget and be used for the rest of my life is Mr. Zhang Lao, who is my principal. He told me: "Boy, when you can't sleep at night, go through the movies of what happened in the day, and seriously summarize who said that..." His words were about to catch up with Chairman Mao's words, and every night, the first thing to get into the bed was always to summarize the story of today's occurrence, and after about half a year, I added a project to myself, that is, after summarizing the process of the day, I also had to design tomorrow's road, which made me never change from teaching for 40 years, and it has not changed so far.

I walked out of the mountains and said goodbye to my first hometown. What seduced me was poetry and far away.

The outside world is dazzling, how many people pass by, and only a few people end up in my sight

He, Mr. Good Sheep, he teaches geometry, I teach algebra, the same grade, the same class. Three eclipses a day, he and I had two meals, and after three years, like a white horse crossing, he pushed me onto a bigger stage. It was a dramatic process, the Hanlin Academy, the Bureaucracy, the Department of Raising Academic Affairs, a higher education institution, in fact, it was not so high-level, the same function of the subordinate institutions, but it was like going from the Baicao Garden to the Sanwei Bookstore. There, I met Mr. Shanhan, who told me how to write news investigations, how to write novels, how to get short news, as if I had entered a Chinese language and literature crash course, maybe half a year, let me a person who studied mathematics love words, from then on it was impossible to receive, first in "Inner Mongolia Education" a little short comment, discussion, and then also boldly made a little "talk about four" text, and then more bold, actually got a "symmetry theorem", published and distributed two pamphlets, I started a column for the journal of Shaanxi Normal University.

At the beginning of the twenty-first century, above the rolling red dust, I met Mr. Shantan. His "Pinji of the Heart" made me layer the society, as if I had read the contemporary "Journey to the West", which monsters used what kind of means, which gods and immortals had what special functions, it was simply a complete "Journey to the West" copied to today. "Ask zen guan, ask countless references, and often end up with old age. Grinding bricks as mirrors, snow as food, lost for many years less? Who listened desperately to the cliff front, under the yin tree, Du Yu sounded a spring dawn. "It seems that Comrade Yuan Ming is more profound than I understand, and the song "Su Wu Slow" is unprecedented.

The old ancestors told us that there are three lucks in life: there is a good lover at home who is close to the lungs, a good leader in the career, and a good colleague in the unit. Good sheep is my good colleague, good cold, good talk is my good leader and good colleague, is the hometown of the soul, is a lingering thought, is a warm Tu Su, is a slow boiling tea, among all sentient beings, like a mountain fungus, "under the same blue sky, follow their masters, or carry in culture, or complete in treasures, or return to the fertile soil, but what is left in memory is eternal true knowledge, never remember how many flies fly by." "This is an exclamation in my circle of friends, people are the same, meeting the right person is a creation." The place you have within reach may be someone else's poetry and far away! Do and cherish "With a grateful heart, drift away, and do and cherish."

2021.8.25 Yunfuzi Notes