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| | Mr. Blue Robe (18th Jan 23 at 12:47am UTC) | | I was so embarrassed that I lost my mind. Tian Fang also smiled and said casually, "Tell me a joke!"! Can't you really tell a joke? She reminded me that in my urgency, I first thought of the joke story of "Old Monk and Little Monk", which I heard in the dormitory the first night I came to the normal school. As soon as I finished, someone shouted in laughter: "Let the old monk die forever!" "Little monks, go and hug the devil!" Some students haven't arrived yet, and the picnic lunch will have to wait for a while. I have learned that lunch is canned food, bread, snacks, drinks and various fruits brought by everyone at random. I came empty-handed and wanted to buy some gifts in Shanmen Town, so Tian Fang went for a walk with me. She and I walked into the campus, coincidentally walked to the classroom of the accelerated second class, where although the bungalow has not been demolished, it has been divided into three rooms and turned into a teacher's dormitory. There was a honeycomb briquette in the doorway, and a small pot squatting on the stove squeaked. I looked at the window of the house silently and wanted to cry again. My nerves have become so fragile that I can't suppress them. Tian Fang knocked on the door of a house. The door opened and a young, white boy stood in the doorway. Here. It was our classroom. Tian Fang said, "We want to go in and have another look." Sorry to disturb you. The young man was a little surprised when he first heard it, then nodded and smiled, and readily invited us into the room. I followed my master through the door. There was a double bed, a double sofa, and a table against the wall, on which there were clocks, vases and TV sets. A woman with long hair stood up from the sofa and asked us to sit down. Our two desks are about in this position. Tian Fang stood at the table and turned to ask me. Um. It's right there! I answered. You come here.. Sit down.. Tian Fang said, moving a chair and sitting against the wall, "Let's think about it again." The student life of that year. I went to the table and sat down on the chair. I sat upright and raised my head,Thyroid Powder Factory, but I couldn't see the blackboard, and there were several banners hanging on the wall with insufficient handwriting. My arm touched Tian Fang's arm. I couldn't help looking back and seeing her eyes full of tears, and a touching voice came from the distant sky. …… Why don't you talk to me? …… How well you write! We sat quietly for a while, stood up, smiled apologetically at the host and hostess, and walked out of the room. Will never return.. The scene of that year! I say Dream. Twenty-five years.. Tian Fang shook her head. She and I walked out of the school gate and into the streets of Shanmen Town. The streets were still narrow. Some of the dilapidated wooden houses along the street were demolished and a tall building was erected, which stood out from the crowd. Walking to the door of a clothing store, she and I stopped. Now, in any case, it is much more ambitious than the small tailor's shop with a shop front, a tailor master and a sewing machine at that time. Tian Fang pulled me to this small shop, took off the blue robe, Berberine Hydrochloride Factory ,Fungal Chitosan Manufacturer, and changed it from a tailor to a Lenin suit. I put on my new Lenin suit and octagonal hat, and I couldn't walk, and my splayed steps were all out of order. Tian Fang and I walked, looking at me and laughing. She said, "Jump!"! Jump! Do you dare? I jumped up, jumped up, the pedestrians in the streets looked at me as a madman, I did not care, only felt that I was relaxed, free, can no longer follow the splayed step, jumped up.. "Now you're stiff again." Tian Fang looked at me and said, "It reminds me of the way you looked when you were wearing a blue robe." …” I sighed sadly and could not speak. Do you dare to jump up now? She asked with a smile. I shook my head in a panic. She didn't embarrass me and headed for Front Street. When Tian Fang and I returned to the playground lawn, the host of the party announced the start of lunch, all kinds of cans were opened, cakes and steamed buns were untied, and the lids of wine bottles were bitten open.
All the bottle caps and water cups that could be used as temporary wine containers were filled with wine and raised together: Long live Crash Class 2! The host announced a number to everyone: Normal School Accelerated Class 2: 41students, four died, one of them died in the "Cultural Revolution" fighting, three died of illness. Now there are thirty people working in this area, and the other seven are transferred to other provinces or other places with their husbands. Thirty people were informed of the party, and twenty-nine of them came, three of whom were ill. Only absentee: Liu Jianguo. No one asked Liu Jianguo why he didn't come. In the silence of the crowd, the host proposed to offer wine to the four dead students. The clear wine splashed on the grass, giving off a faint scent. The presiding officer made the next motion: he put forward a proposal to the county committee, asking the leaders to transfer Liu Jianguo from the Education Bureau to any department under the county committee, as long as he was not in the education system. He is still the deputy director of the Education Bureau. With him in that position, we will feel uncomfortable. This is the requirement. As for the number of primary and secondary school teachers who have been punished by him, there is no need to calculate. We should look forward and not blame the past. But please move him away so that the teachers don't hear his annoying voice anymore.. Applause. Call. All of them signed their names. My hand trembled as I grabbed the pen, and finally I wrote my name. For the first time in 25 years, I expressed my anger to this old classmate. Mr. Blue Robe's charm When I woke up, the mouse galloped on the roof. A mouse runs like a wild horse galloping across the prairie; a group of mice run, chase, fight and bite, just like ten thousand horses galloping. I had just woken up from a dream, sweating, the moon shining on the pane of the south window, the room was so quiet that I could hear the breathing of the earth outside the window, and the chasing and hissing of mice destroyed everything. I touched the smoke in the dark, touched the match, and the moment the match struck,Thyroid Powder Factory, the mouse on the ceiling was restrained. I was smoking, lying with my eyes closed, waiting for the dawn. pioneer-biotech.com | |
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