"After Xiangxue's Return"
Xiangxue waved the pencil box in her hand and ran towards the girls, and threw herself into Feng Jiao's arms. Feng Jiao first hugged Xiangxue tightly, then pouted her mouth and complained: "Damn girl, we have made a lot of trouble! Her feet are all blisters!" Then she tickled Xiangxue.
Xiangxue smiled "giggled", and the tears that had just been wiped out suddenly flowed out again. Feng Jiao and the girls were also smiling happily. Under the bright moonlight, the laughter and the echoes from the originally quiet valley played a cheerful melody.
Girls, you said and said, smiling happily and making noise. Unconsciously, they walked through the dark, deserted and long mountain road, returned to Taiergou, and returned home. Thank you for goodbye to the sisters. When you arrived at the door of your house, Xiangxue's heart started to play Xiaogu again.
Xiangxue never lies, so she can't say those words of lying to her mother. In the cold wind, Xiangxue stood in front of the house holding the pencil case, not daring to go in for a long time. After a while, my mother walked out as if she had noticed it, looked at Xiangxue who was at a loss and said, "Silly girl, why are you standing outside? Why don't you go home quickly!" "Mom, I'm sorry." Xiangxue muttered in a low voice.
"Stop talking, you must be exhausted and frozen, right? Go back and rest quickly, and you will go to school tomorrow! Oh, the box in your hand is so beautiful! It's a little dirty, I'll wipe it brightly for you!"
After hearing this, Xiangxue's heart was finally let go. Only then did she feel exhausted and fell asleep with her head on the pillow.
The next morning, when it was just dawn, Xiangxue, as usual, carried the schoolbag sewn by her mother, and walked on the mountain road to school, but there was a small box held in her arms. Under the beautiful morning glow, the small box that was rubbed by my mother seemed brighter and more gorgeous than last night. Xiangxue stopped, looked down at the "treasure box" in her arms, turned to look at the golden yellow leaves of trees beside the road, then looked back at the overgrown road she had walked, and looked at the Taiergou far behind her, as if she had taken this road for the first time. This road will definitely be like this: at that time, this road will definitely not be as desolate and deserted as it is now, and she will not walk alone on this road alone. Feng Jiao will hold her own hands, and the sisters will hold hands with each other, walk out along this road with laughter and laughter, to see the outside world, and let people in the outside world know us. At that time, Taiergou will no longer be looked down upon...
So Xiangxue looked up at the bright sunshine, looked at the brand new and bright road ahead, and faced the cool autumn wind, she couldn't help but speed up her pace. Xiangxue felt unprecedented relaxation, joy and comfort.
, the outside world...
Comment: The author's writing is delicate, the details are vivid, the character language and psychological description fit the character's identity, and the penultimate paragraph is written particularly vividly. The penultimate box gives Xiangxue hope and confidence, allowing us to see the huge change in her psychology. However, the only one who greeted Xiangxue at the beginning was her sister, which may not match the facts, and her parents should also be there.
20 years later, Xiangxue
The dim sky reflects the last bit of afterglow of the sun. Smoke in the village rises, and a woman sits peacefully on a bench next to the railway tracks. The sound of trains in the distance roars, but she doesn't feel harsh. On the contrary, I see a smile on her face.
20 years have passed. Time always loves beauty and has never left traces of passing on her face, but a few traces of white hair still quietly climbed up her temples.
Aunt Xiangxue, I shouted softly, she slowly raised her eyes, the clearness and love in her eyes, I have only read in her eyes, how pure and beautiful it is.She waved to me to come and sit. I asked her what she was thinking. She didn't tell me, but just asked me if I had taken the train. I know that she is feeling the past old times again...
Aunt Xiangxue is very beautiful. She is the teacher of our mountain village. Others say that she should have found a better job, but she is persistent like a cow. She refuses to stay in Beijing, but she wants to go back to the mountains. The older generation said that she doesn't know whether it's good or bad, and doesn't know that the city is good, but she just runs back. But I know that Aunt Xiangxue doesn't like it. I have seen her secretly holding photos of herself in Beijing and touching tears.
I also didn't return to her question, and I asked her why she was back. She took a long breath and spoke slowly. Her speech was steady and emotional, her expression was indifferent but not sad. She said that after she arrived in Beijing, she saw what the new era is, what new civilization is, and what advanced technology is. In such a big environment, she did not feel inferior. She still loved her mountains deeply. The mountain that raised her. The huge sense of gap did not make her fall unrest, but became her firm confidence to move forward.
To this day, she has become an ordinary little teacher, with a meager salary, but still has no loss of her original intention. She enjoys the crowing of the rooster in the early morning, the high sun at noon, and the afterglow of the setting sun in the evening. More importantly, she loves the simple and honest villagers and this small mountain village.
From the moment she stepped on the train 20 years ago, she was destined to be extraordinary. But she is willing to be ordinary. She said that was her own choice and she did nothing wrong. Finally, she encouraged me to take the first step boldly. She told me, "Everyone can be me, and I am everyone."
Yes, "Everyone can be me, and I am everyone." We can all be content with ordinaryness, but we cannot defeat mediocrity. In this strange garden of mankind, we bloom alone, bloom gorgeously, be ourselves, move forward and ride the wind and waves.
Comment: Will Xiangxue come back? We have no idea, but the article brought Xiangxue back, and the theme of the article was suddenly sublimated. It is not important to go out by yourself, but to let more people go out. The article uses a variety of expressions, and the sublimation of opinions is relatively natural, which is a good article.
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