|| Passers-by at first sight
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It was probably autumn, and I woke up sitting on my bed, yawning and putting on my coat.
The kitchen was the sound of my mother cooking, and my father hurried from the fire with his warmly baked socks to the bed and threw them at me.
At breakfast, there was a childish voice outside, it was a child from the same village, my playmate.
I hurriedly pulled two mouthfuls of noodles and took a crumpled bill from my father, in denomination, which was my lunch.
<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right">02</h1>
From home to school, there is a steep slope, flowing through a small ditch mixed with sediment and minerals, and there are almost no living creatures, only tadpoles swimming around in shallow depressions.
About a hundred meters above the stone pier, there is a small spring, which often has a few small shrimp running around.
A few small shrimp, transparent almost invisible, some fat, some thin, over time, fat Yu fat, thin and thin.
There is also a spring diagonally opposite the spring, and there are also shrimp inside.
If it weren't for a muddy ditch, they might have been able to communicate and wouldn't have been trapped in a small place.
<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right">03</h1>
After crossing the ditch, the road is easy to walk.
There are often screw caps left by cars on the road, which is also one of the playthings of my childhood, and I can change money when I get tired of playing.
Walk a few minutes down the spacious road to the end of the school, passing a small shop with our favorite omelets and spicy strips.
The omelets are white, and the underside is rolled in a cone of crispy cones made of about flour, and it is a large one, not as sweet as milk candy, but it is really delicious.
Because it is a cold food, it is generally only sold in summer and autumn. I took it out of the freezer and licked it in a small mouthful, and the dry heat in my heart suddenly dissipated most of it.
At the same time, there was another kind of cold food, made of ice cubes, added a little saccharin, dyed, processed into a rounded spiral, and put these few into a small bag of cartoon characters with flowers and greenery on the outside, and sold for fifty cents.
<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right">04</h1>
Further on, we arrived at the school, which was not very wide.
The position of the flag platform is about 20 centimeters higher than the cement board, and the greening is very general, except for a few plants called trees next to the latrine, there are only the lawns separated by the cement board, where there are crickets, ants, and locusts can be seen, which is what cats like to eat.
The teaching building has two floors, a total of six grades, one grade and one class, except for six classrooms, and on the second floor there is a small office on the left side of the corridor, and then there is the school library.
Books in the library can be borrowed, but not taken home. When I don't take a nap at noon, I like to spend time lying on my seat leaning on those books.
Downstairs is a small shop owned by the principal's house, selling snacks and learning tools such as rubber sassafrases, pencils, ballpoint pens, and occasionally small toys.
Next to it is the school's sports room, which puts some badminton, cramped basketball and table tennis.
<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right">05</h1>
I went to that little school for four years.
"Bells and bells...", after the class bell, a day's study has passed.
We walked out of the school in groups of three or two, talking and laughing all the way, flowing through the ditch, climbing up the hill, and we arrived home.
Many years after graduation, I happened to pass by with my father, and when I looked through the fence of the gate, the first thing I saw was a dilapidated small building, the tiles of the wall fell to the floor, and fell to pieces, and weeds grew in the gaps in the cement floor.
