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上世纪九十年代初,走出师范学校大门的我,掮着简单的行囊,走进一所距家近200里的偏远乡村校园,从此踏上教书育人的人生舞台。一晃眼,二十年的光阴倏忽而过。二十载的春花秋月,二十载的阴晴圆缺,当初的一个毛头小伙,已被岁月的砺石历练成一个为师作父的成熟稳重的“半截小老头”。一茬又一茬的孩子们走出校园,带着知识和理想奔赴祖国各条战线,用汗水和智慧打造闪光的人生,推动社会不断前行。虽然他们淡出了我的视线,却永
In the early nineties of the last century, I walked out of the door to normal school and started a simple rural exercise. I walked into a remote rural campus nearly 200 miles away from home and set foot on the stage of teaching and educating people. A blink of an eye, two decades of time passing by. Twenty years of Chunhuaqiuyue, twenty years of fullness, a primitive feather guy, has been years of Ritual experience as a mature father of the mature “half-old man.” The same crop of children out of school, with knowledge and ideals went to all fronts of the motherland, using sweat and wisdom to create a glittering life, and promote the community continue to move forward. Although they fade my sight, but never