Although these students have not experienced the baking of the melting pot of society, this is the purest feeling in their hearts, rather than the words of life insights that they have to wait until the edges and corners are smoothed by reality.
Lu Wen waited until the applause stopped before he said, "The road of life is yours. As long as you don't go the wrong way, don't walk the wrong way, the teacher will support you."
Lu Wen paused and looked at the young and energetic faces below, and said in a deep voice, "You are all my students. I hope your road will go smoother and smoother in the future. Don't waste your youth. I want to send a song today. Poems for you."
When the students below heard Lu Wen say this, they were also a little surprised. They didn't expect the teacher to have poems today. The poem from yesterday seems to be the poem written by the teacher himself, but it won't be the same today.
Lu Wen picked up the chalk and wrote on the blackboard, and read it aloud as he wrote.
Patio Spring in Changsha.
Independence in cold autumn, go north of Xiangjiang River, Orange Island head.
Look at Wanshan red all over, and the forests are all dyed; the rivers and clear rivers are clear, and hundreds of rivers compete for the flow.
The eagle hits the sky, the fish soars in the shallow bottom, and all kinds of frosty sky compete freely.
Feeling melancholy, I asked the boundless earth, who is responsible for the ups and downs?
Brought a hundred lovers to travel. Reminiscences of the past rosy years.
It's a young student who is full of vigor and grace; the book business is angry, and he lashes out at Fang Qiu.
Instructing the country, stimulating the writing, the dung was ten thousand households.
Have you ever remembered that when you hit the water in the middle of the stream, the waves stop the boat?
Lu Wen's handwriting is exceptionally smooth, fresh and elegant, and graceful, fully expressing that momentum.
With Lu Wen's handwriting and the sound of reading, a group of students once again entered the world described by Lu Wen, this time feeling very clear and real, as if they were right in front of them.
Everyone saw the mountains in the distance, the overlapping forests were dotted with picturesque spots; the autumn water of the river was green and clear, and countless boats rushed. Looking up, the eagle spreads its wings high in the sky; looking down, the fish swim briskly in the water. Everything in the universe stretches freely and grows vigorously in autumn.
Facing this vigorous and vigorous world, some people are full of thoughts and can't help but ask: The vast land, who is the real master of your destiny?
The students seemed to be the ones who asked the world, "Who lives ups and downs in the vast land?" The emotions that everyone had accumulated before were instantly aroused, like a volcanic eruption, that kind of aura Flourish in the heart.
When Lu Wen used a deep, magnetic voice to point out the country, spurred the words, and the dung was ten thousand households, the hungry fire in all the students' hearts broke out completely. Their youth and their youth gave them unlimited passion. And ideals.
When they woke up, Lu Wen had already left. The bell rang after school at noon did not wake them up, and Lu Wen did not wait on it. He wrote to them this poem written by a great man in the past. I just saw a fire burning in their hearts.
His poem just completely aroused all their passions, so that they can think about it. At this time, it is much better to let them discuss than he leads on the side. Discussing by yourself can arouse greater enthusiasm.
Just as Lu Wen thought, all the students in their class now don't have any thoughts of wanting to leave school. All of them have participated in the discussion. The atmosphere is warm, like a fire burning, burning the dreams in their hearts that they have never given up.
Among them, Qin Qing was the most excited. She stood on a chair and said loudly to a classmate below, expressing the infinite passion in her heart. Even Jiang Yuning, who had never participated in the discussion with classmates, joined in. Everyone was expressing their own future and imagined working hard for it.
When Wang Nan returned home, his mood was not calmed down, and his face was flushed with excitement, as if he was sick. His parents are not very busy. They ate at home for lunch. His father looked at his son and worried that he was sick. He reached out and tried on his forehead. He found it was hot and thought he had a fever.
The king's father immediately said, "Son, do you have a fever? Let's go to the hospital now." He said that he was about to leave.
Wang Nan looked at his father like this, and was moved in his heart. Although he and his father were often not big or small, just like friends, he was often moved by the care and love that he inadvertently revealed.
Wang Nan immediately stopped his father's movements and said, "Dad, I'm fine, I don't have a fever."
The king's father hurriedly said, "Why is my head so hot if I don't have a fever? Don't say it, hurry up." Wang Nan's mother also rushed over and wanted to go there together.
Wang Nan couldn't laugh or cry and stopped his parents' movements, and said, "Dad, Mom, I'm fine, I really don't have a fever, I'm excited."
The princess saw that his son really didn't look like something was going on, and some of the anxiety in his heart was relieved. Pity the parents of the world, don't worry if something happens to them, but his children feel anxious if they have a headache.
The king's father also relaxed, sat on the sofa, and said to his son, "Excited? Talking about girlfriend, girlfriend agrees."
A black line appeared on Wang Nan's forehead. This is the case for my own Lao Tzu. He has never cared about his studies, even when he talks about girlfriends, he encourages him, and he said, "This is the first to be strong, and then to suffer."
Wang Nan's mother also looked at her former husband in an annoyed manner, how old they were, and they were still so confused.
Wang Nan looked at his parents and said, "Today our class teacher wrote us another poem. I am in the mood now because of that poem. Now I have one idea, that is, I want to study hard and work hard for my dreams. "
The king's father and the queen's mother looked at each other and both were puzzled. They knew the situation of their son better than anyone else. They said that they were indifferent when they said they sounded good, and they had no ambitions when they said that they sounded good. In kindergarten, when the teacher asked him about his ideals, he wanted to study hard every day when he returned home, saying that he wanted to be a big doctor, but since he went to elementary school, he has never seen his child live like this.
The king's father said to his child, "Let me see what poem your head teacher wrote." He still remembered a poem he saw yesterday. It was indeed awakening. He wrote another poem today. Now I am very curious. I didn't expect my child's head teacher to be so talented. He also met Lu Wen and knew that he was a young graduate who had just graduated, but he was still a brilliant talent before he arrived first.
Wang Nan's mobile phone was shown to his father. The king's father first saw the elegant and handsome font, which seemed to add some youthful and exciting atmosphere to the one yesterday, without blurting out a "good word".
When Wang Nan saw his father like this, he said jokingly, "Dad, you still know how to appreciate calligraphy, but you didn't see it."
The king's face blushed, this was just his subconscious reaction. He would appreciate some calligraphy there, but he couldn't help but say the word Lu Wen, but he couldn't lose his momentum in front of his son, and said with a hum" You don't know much."
The Queen Mother saw the two quarrel again, and said, "Okay, hurry up and see what happened."
The king's father heard his daughter-in-law talking, so instead of quarreling with his son, he put his eyes on the phone again.
As the king's father read, the expressions of Wang Nan's parents slowly changed. Although they did not hear Lu Wen's reading and writing at the scene, they still had a good understanding of poetry and essays. They understood that. This kind of heroic and unparalleled momentum, after reading the princes and generals, would you rather have a kind? Asked.
The king's father looked at his son with complicated eyes and said, "You have to cherish your teacher. This literary talent is simply a literary star." The king's father thought for a long time before he suffocated a word to describe Lu Wen.
After a pause, he said, "If I met such a teacher when I was in school, I would be successful now, and I won't be in this small place anymore."
When the queen mother heard this, she was immediately unhappy, and said aggressively to the royal father, "Why? I don't like me, and you despise me." The royal father didn't know that he had said something wrong, and immediately all kinds of flattering words. He blurted out, somehow calmed down his wife's anger.
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