Forever Oriental Elf
Text/Wang Han
June 22, 2022, is a day that I can't forget. The high school entrance examination ended on this day. The students tore up the mountain of papers, and the white paper confetti fell one after another, accompanied by cheers and screams, which became the last scene of junior high school life. At this point, everyone packed their luggage and went their separate ways. Now that I have been graduating for more than a month, my deepest sadness and longing are getting deeper, so I wrote this article to recall and miss our Class 5, 2019.
Whenever you mention junior high school life, the head teacher, Teacher Song, is definitely the most important role. That not tall but very energetic teacher has run through our three years of youth. Although she is old, she is not old and always talks very well when talking about topics about our children. Everyone called her "Mom Song" affectionately behind her back. The teacher said that her name is Dongfang, and we are her Oriental Elf. This nickname is truly envied by the students in other classes for a long time. Thanks to Teacher Song for his existence, our childhood has continued to this day. With his care and pampering, we all feel like a child who will never grow up. I still remember when I first entered the school year, she held a class meeting for us. The opening remarks always "Students who sit by the door closed the door, let's hold a class meeting, we have to spend three years together, and the family doesn't speak those two." Every time, everyone would burst into laughter, and they couldn't help but feel moved. Those kind and gentle words diluted the confusion in the hearts of the students, and she became a safe haven for everyone on their way forward.
Teacher Song’s love for us can be said to be everywhere. Some students are anxious and depressed when encountering difficulties in their studies. Teacher Song always patiently enlightens and actively helps to coordinate individual tutoring of teachers; some students are sick and miss home, and the teacher will considerately approve the leave notes for them to go home to rest; some students live far from conveniently, and the teacher also bought a small electric cooker to cook porridge for children who are uncomfortable. In order to prevent everyone from getting sick, the teacher urged us to drink water every day, and even counted the water cups we placed on the table every day to see if they were enough for each person. Under the influence of Teacher Song, Class 5 has become a united and loving family. The students helped each other and made progress together, which made the head teachers and teachers of other classes envious. This is probably the power of teaching by words. Teacher Song is a warm and enthusiastic person. Under her influence, we all live a sunny and confident appearance. Someone once said that love that goes to two directions is the best, but I think it is the same between teachers and students. "I hope my child will become the kind of teacher he or she will meet." This is Teacher Song's academic philosophy. How could we bear to let her work too hard for the teacher who was waiting for us to run and run a fuck on the playground before dawn and urged us to sleep in the dormitory corridor after the lights were turned off? There is no special educational method, but the teacher’s broad and deep love for students touched us all.
In addition to Teacher Song, other teachers have also put in a lot of effort for us. Teacher Xiaohong teaches us politics. She is tall and slim. I remember that on the day of the graduation ceremony, everyone gave her the title of "1.8 meters long-legged beauty". Speaking of the subject of politics, there are many things that need to be memorized, which can be regarded as a subject that everyone is worried about. In order to improve our grades, the teacher sacrificed all the time after class and took turns checking the students to recite them every day. By the way, this method is really effective. Every time I take the five-class exam, I rank among the best in the political scores. In addition to studying, the teacher and us are even more friends. She listened to all our unhappiness, fed us snacks, and comforted us when we cried, which simply met all the requirements of the students for the immortal teacher. In private, everyone called her "Sister Xiaohong".
There are also Chinese teachers, English teachers, mathematics teachers and other teachers. They accompanied us for three years, witnessing our transition from ignorance to maturity, and witnessing our youthful years.Thank you for meeting and being with you!
In the past three years, in addition to the little things that have been with the teachers, there are countless happy moments of classmates. I remember that on the Mid-Autumn Festival that year of the first year of junior high school, my classmates left home for the first time to celebrate the festival and were not in high spirits. Teacher Song was afraid that everyone was homesick, so he gave up reuniting with his family and accompanied everyone in school for the holidays, and bought mooncakes and fruits with class pay. The classmates were instantly happy, laughter and quarrels one after another. You feed me a bite of mooncake and I feed you an orange, without any hesitation. Class 5 is our home, we are all brothers and sisters.
At the end of April last year, the school held a sports meeting, and all the grades gathered on the playground, and the cheering voices resounded throughout the sky. "As soon as the fifth class comes out, who will compete with you to sweep the world, I am the only one who is the only one." This is our passionate slogan when the running exercises are underway. Whether it is a sprint or a long-distance race, there will always be five students waiting for the contestants at the finish line. Whether he wins or not, he will give him a big hug. "✘✘✘✘, come on!" We stood up and shouted together. We squeezed to the side of the track and shouted loudly. Some classmates even shouted using the little bee borrowed from the teacher. The shouts came one after another, and our joyful laughter echoed throughout the playground. To this day, the feeling of happiness is still clear.
What impressed me most was that everyone was studying together in the canteen before the high school entrance examination. The former classmates sat around table , explaining questions to each other, sharing little secrets, and the classmates who had once had some conflicts also reconciled. All members of Class 5 fought side by side to prepare for the high school entrance examination together.
how beautiful! But the junior high school train has reached its destination. Just as Xi Murong wrote in the poem "Youth" "With tears in my eyes, I read it again and again, but I have to admit that youth is a hasty book." Time flies and time flies, and we have finally passed our youth and rushed towards the next mountain and sea.
How many times I feel reluctant to leave, I sighed a lot, gathered a ball of fire, and dispersed a star full of sky. The students' gifts sounded in their ears again when they separated. Ayu said: The green mountains will not change, the green water will flow forever, the future will last for a long time, and there will be a time for a long time. A Jing said: Let’s try new tea with new fire and make poetry and wine take advantage of the years. Ajie said: We will definitely be the person we want to be. Qi Qi said: I got the ideal school in July and went to the next starting point in September. I said: I am lucky in my three lives, I will accompany you for a long time, and the rest of my life will have a bright future! Time never grows, and the fifth class will not part. No matter where we are, we are eternal oriental elves!
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Wang Han, a little loli in 2006, watches the romance in poetry, and captures freshness and nature in prose. I like to write words in life and look at life in words.
