Deep sake

It took me half an hour to get to the so-called Tomorrow Primary School.There is a wooden sign in front of the school gate. On the sign is written "Tomorrow Primary School". The ink has been eroded by the wind and rain, and it is a bit blurred, but fortunately, the words written in the ink have soaked into the wood, and it is also dripping. not drop.

The name Tomorrow Elementary School sounds ridiculous to me at first. The vast majority of rural people’s Tomorrow is nothing more than farming and grazing or other manual labor. Small closed villages, mountains and long rivers as far as the eye can see, blood Dying into the yellow soil always has to work hard.I can't give them tomorrow by coming here, and I also know my abilities and capabilities. I'm just a coward who chooses to hide in a corner isolated from the world.I can't break the wall between the yellow sand and the luxurious life.I tried, tried my best to fabricate a dream for these children when they were young, so that when they grow up, they can at least say comfortingly: "I could have..."

What could have been, I don't know, no one knows.

There is only one classroom.

I walked in and saw the whole picture, no blackboard, mottled boards hung on the wall, a teacher's desk with a few white limestone-like things on it.

There are more than a dozen desks neatly arranged in the classroom, and more than a dozen black radish heads of different sizes are staring at me. They are all still in their teens, and their eyes are full of hope, and more It is ignorance and ignorance.

"Hello everyone."

There was no response below, just staring at me, I smiled and started introducing myself.

"My name is Shao Lin, and I am your teacher. You can call me Teacher Shao."

……

One class lasts 45 minutes. I didn’t give a lecture in the first class. I wanted each of them to introduce themselves so that I could know everyone’s name, but almost every child hesitated for a long time, and finally spent two classes. Only know the time of class.

I asked them if they would write their names, but no one answered.I had to write everyone's name on the board as they said, and let each of them do the same.I think at least you have to be able to write your name.A lot of things now have to be signed, and I don't want them to have the ability to prove they are themselves.

Many of their names are nice, and they are not like Goudan, Erya, etc., as they were previously known from public opinion.There is Changqing and Anping, both of which are good names with meanings attached.Without exception, they are all surnamed Li.

I thought of Li Shenjiu.

I realized I hadn't called his name yet.

After returning from elementary school tomorrow, I found that the wooden doors of the two columns were closed.

Li Shenjiu went out and hasn't come back yet.

I stood on the steps, looking at the river in front of the door.The scenery in front of the house is constructed naturally. The leaves of the pagoda trees with crooked necks are drooping obliquely. The evening sun is struggling to burn the last afterglow, and then all of them are sprinkled on the water surface and on the people walking up from the steps below the river. on people.

I saw Li Shenjiu.The boy, wearing a straw hat, rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs, pulled a pair of green cloth shoes, and dragged a fishing net on his shoulders, when he saw me, he rolled his eyes and smiled.

"Li Shenjiu."

Before I could think of anything, I yelled out faster.

He came over, put down the thing on his shoulders, and called Teacher Shao: "I'm going to collect the net. I forgot to tell you that the door is open and unlocked."

I told him that I hadn't waited for a few minutes, and when I turned around and opened the door, I felt so stupid that I should have tried to see if the door was locked.

Li Shenjiu stopped me from behind, and just as I turned around, I realized that I was very close to him, and he was staring at the back of my neck.

"Mr. Shao, you were bitten by a mosquito."

I followed his line of sight and touched back, and suddenly felt itchy.The mosquitoes here are ruthless, and because of the summer, I just stood outside for a few minutes before being sucked out of my blood.

He hurriedly took me into the house, rummaged in the drawer, and took out a bottle of toilet water.

"I have here... only this, Mr. Shao, do you mind if I wipe it off for you?"

I sensed his embarrassment, and his well-intentioned proposal was only troublesome because I couldn't see the back of my neck.

But I still complied, and I didn't regret it until his hand touched the back of my neck.

It was only half a minute. In that half minute, he was behind me, and I couldn't see him. There was only a cold touch and a faint fishy smell, but my nose seemed to lose its sense of smell in an instant, and I could only see him. In the dim yellow light of the tungsten-core light bulb, his shadow covered me.

"Can you write your own name?"

"will not."

"Then let me teach you how to write."

I wanted to hold his shoulders, hold his hand, and write the words "Li Shenjiu" stroke by stroke.