Ten degrees of spring breeze and icy prose

When I am about to enter the age of knowing my destiny, I feel more and more that a person's life, how many roads he has traveled, who he has met and what he has experienced depends on chance. Just like ten years ago, I came to Zhidan by accident and worked in Zhidan County Senior Middle School.

By chance, I glanced at the newspaper taken by others and saw an advertisement for high school teachers, but I was attracted by the place name above: Zhidan, the first stop of the Long March of the Central Red Army in northern Shaanxi, is known as the "red capital"; The birthplace of Liu Zhidan, a senior general of the Red Army in northern Shaanxi and a people's hero, is also known as the hometown of heroes. The glory of history, coupled with the name of "economically strong county" rich in oil today, makes people fascinated.

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So, in the early summer of 2008, I changed several buses from my hometown to Qingyang, Gansu, and then took only one bus a day to Zhidan. All the way over the mountains and mountains, the road is rugged and difficult to walk, and the bumpy intestines are going to vomit. The scenery along the way is monotonous, silent and desolate. The car drove past mountains, and my disappointment increased again and again.

However, when I turned a hill, my eyes suddenly lit up. It turned out that the car drove into a narrow Sichuan road sandwiched between two ridges. Three streets along Sichuan Road are clean and tidy, and countless tall buildings stand for more than ten kilometers. Walking into the street, the storefronts are neatly arranged, and all kinds of billboards are dazzling. Zhidan, in this way, appeared in front of my eyes without warning. She lay quietly in the embrace of rolling mountains, surrounded by a calm and green river at the foot of the mountain. Her emerging buildings have the beauty of the city; The lush trees on both sides of the mountain are mixed with the purity of Shan Ye, but there is no sense of contradiction between the two mixed painting styles. Zhidan, like a pearl hidden in the mountains, is a beautiful girl who is "kept in a boudoir and ignorant". It is luxurious and beautiful in front of my eyes. At first sight, I fell in love with this small county. I thought that the bumps along the way were worth it.

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Zhidan Senior High School, which I applied for, is located in the newly planned educational community in the north of the county. Perhaps I saw too many dilapidated school buildings in my hometown, and I was shocked by these beautiful buildings as soon as I stepped into the school gate: the school was built in an open space between two mountains, facing the road and backed by the river. The carefully planned school buildings are symmetrically arranged according to the fountain not far from the gate. The building is tall and spacious, with white background and blue edges. There are all kinds of modern teaching facilities here, which can even be compared with the famous high schools in Xi 'an. Each building has a unique architectural style and different styles. Everyone has a poetic name with gold-plated characters on it: "Gongxing Building", "Moxian Building", "Three Provinces Building" and "Seven Immortals Building" ... The campus is shaded by trees and flowers, and the winding path is secluded. Even the walls of the campus are open iron fences, covered with green vines and covered with willows. Everything is so quiet and beautiful. What a beautiful "garden university"! I hope I can have the honor to work in this school.

After exams, lectures, interviews, rounds of tests and elimination, it is a long wait. On August 8, I finally got a call from the school. Tell my teacher Liu Gaoming, don't forget to tell me on the other end of the phone: "Teacher Lu, it's not easy to walk here. Please pay attention to safety on the road. " This sentence with a strong human touch warmed my heart and brought me closer to this strange school. For an instant, I felt secure about my choice.

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In the autumn of 2008, in a new school year, I officially came to Zhidan County High School to teach.

New school, new environment, new classmates, new colleagues, the novelty is really exciting for a while. However, every day, except for classes, from the push window of the dormitory on the sixth floor, the ridges on the east and west sides block the distant view, and the reddish-brown hillside is always visible, with scattered green grass and messy green trees on the slope. Occasionally you can see several rows of caves scattered in the ravine. The monotonous scenery makes people visually tired; The monotonous life makes people feel lonely.

One day, I finally couldn't help asking my colleague who had been there for a year: "What can I see when I walk to the top of the mountain?"

"It's still a mountain."

I don't believe it. How can it be a mountain at the top of the mountain? Of course, just like standing on the top of my hometown, I will see Yuan Ye surrounded by green carpets. There is a straight and wide road in the field, and there are two rows of tall poplars on the roadside. This road is full of vehicles and pedestrians ... finally, on an early winter morning, I went to climb the mountain in front of me and wanted to have a look. On reaching the top of the mountain, I was dumbfounded: so many mountains! A mountain browned by the west wind! The mountains are connected and continuous. It's a sea of mountains! At that moment, the scenery I saw in my hometown came to my mind together. Those green, those rich, how memorable ... However, choosing means giving up. My hometown will drift away from here. Everywhere bleak, instantly causing homesickness;

Endless desire

The wind is rustling,

Snowflakes are fluttering,

The dead branches of willow trees cause loneliness,

Dreams follow their hometown.

This mountain is very high,

Along the way,

Looking at the end of the world,

See clouds in the sky.

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Fortunately, the biggest feature of the profession of teachers is that they will not be lonely. Surrounded by students, you are always at the center of excitement; There are always careful students who can read the loneliness on your face. It was when I met the students' hearts that I made my first friends in a foreign land.

Zhidan's students are simple, straightforward, brave and sincere. In class, we are teachers and students; In our spare time, we became friends who forgot to make friends. At the weekend, a student came to my dormitory and said, "Teacher, you are far from home, so treat us as relatives." "We are about the same age as your son. We are all your children. " I received vegetables, melons and corn cobs brought by students from home ... I'm afraid I'll be lonely during the school holiday, and there will be female students to sleep with me in a bed. I also rolled bread jiaozi in the dormitory, and they ate it with relish; They can't let go of the trinkets I brought back from my hometown ... There is a string of purple wind chimes hanging in front of my dormitory window, which was given to me by my class representative and a clever girl. I still remember what she said when she gave it to me: "teacher, as soon as the wind chimes ring, you can hear the sound of the wind blowing from your hometown." In this way, you won't be homesick. " What a sentient and righteous child!

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Indeed, slowly, I don't want to go home. Because, I made the second group of friends. These friends are local colleagues. People, no matter where they are, can always find friends who fit in with their hearts as long as they open their hearts. From the beginning of a polite nodding acquaintance in the office, to the familiarity of chatting after class, and then to shopping and eating together during the holidays, our friendship was established through familiarity. Local teachers are tolerant, not exclusive and considerate. This is a typical Zhidan style. Soon, our foreign teachers were assimilated. At the weekend, I met them and climbed every mountain around the county. I have eaten the special potato rice, buckwheat noodles, fried noodles and mutton soup in northern Shaanxi. I hitchhiked to Yan 'an and visited Xi 'an. Even if the school bathhouse is broken, I will be invited to take a bath at their home on weekends. And they have no intention of abandoning them at all. Today, our relationship is colleagues, friends and girlfriends.

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When my foot left the school, I had more extensive contact with Zhidan, and I learned more about her. Zhidan people are simple and kind, kind and simple. Whether it is a small business hawker or a brother driver, there is rarely a phenomenon of slaughtering customers. They are not as clever as Guanzhong people, and they rarely bargain in business, and they are short of weight. When shopping, if you question his scale, he will say, "My scale, where are you willing to' check' (proofread) and supply you with one or two short scales." Many times, when I buy fruits or vegetables and pay for them, the stall owner will take the initiative to say, "Forget it. Please give me a few cents. " If you ask for directions or find someone, they will definitely tell you the route and location in detail, and even enthusiastically take you to the place you want to go and find the person you are looking for. And don't worry about being cheated at all. Zhidan is such a reassuring place.

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Autumn has gone and spring has come. Looking around, Zhidan's headland has put on new clothes. From light green, green and thick green, it has been transitioning to dark green in summer. Standing on the campus, I can see the mountains as soon as I look up, which makes me feel the subtle changes of the seasons in the overlooking view. Zhidan is so enchanting and fickle. After a reincarnation, I am familiar with the climate characteristics of Zhidan: the winter is long and cold; Summer is short and warm. In winter, indoor heating is sufficient, and even flowers and plants are rushing to grow wildly, which is very comfortable; Summer is moderately cool. Compared with the sultry weather in Guanzhong, it is simply a summer resort and more comfortable. So, in my mind, I divide Zhidan into two seasons: May to 165438+ 10, which is the best season in Zhidan, green, fresh and bright; 1 1 By next May, the grass will have withered and the sky will be high and the clouds will be light. When she is green, she is meticulous, delicate and gorgeous; Her Yellowstone is freehand brushwork, cold and quiet. But no matter what she dresses up, the sky is blue and the air is fresh and dry. People here will feel that the circulation time has slowed down and everything is so comfortable and enjoyable. Homesickness gradually faded into a wisp of smoke and fog:

Out of tune? Jing Tian Sha

The wind is quiet, the flowers are quiet, the mountains are cold and it rains a lot.

Spring sets each other off and becomes interesting.

Looking up at the stairs, the sunset shines on the railing.

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Unconsciously, I have been in Zhidan for ten years. In ten years, I brought out three students. Now, I can say the names of Crossstreet, Erdao Street and Sanma Road as fluently as a native of Zhidan. Walking on the street, you will also meet acquaintances, mostly students who have taught books or their parents; When you say hello, you will also say "Where did you come from (where did you go)?" I can also understand that the local people say that "looking for dolls" after school is just to take the children home, not to say that they can't find them; I also know that what you call "according to the well" is the well keeper of the drilling team; I would even say "what (shǐmá)", which is no different from the locals, so that when I got off the train, I was asked "Are you from northern Shaanxi?" I haven't learned to "gulp down dates", but I can already "gulp down dates" to eat meat. I also understand why folk songs in northern Shaanxi sing "buckwheat noodle mutton soup, keep up with each other." Because eating these two things together is a perfect match.

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When I chat with my colleagues after class, I will naturally say, "We are ambitious ..." This statement is often teased by local teachers in good faith: "It's all your ambitions! Is it' we' Zhidan? "

I said, "It's your' Zhi Dan' and our' Zhi Dan'! You see, it is in charge of my wallet and my meal ticket. How can it not be' my' Zhidan? "

What I am most proud of is that my students call me "Mama Lu" behind my back. This title is not only the children's recognition and love for me, but also the spur and encouragement for me. How does a mother fool her children? This title makes me more conscientious in teaching and educating people.

Now, no matter how far you go or even go back to your hometown, you will feel like a guest in a few days. Only by returning to Zhidan and returning to the school residence can we settle down. Su Shi has a saying: "This peaceful place is my hometown." After years of wandering, Zhidan has become my second hometown and a place where I can rest assured.

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Looking back on ten years, I have never regretted my original choice. I am full of gratitude for this red land. I am grateful to Zhidan, who accepted my wandering with a tolerant atmosphere; Thank the school for letting me have this job and live a decent and dignified life; I am grateful for my major, so that I can immerse myself in poetic books and not become a layman; I am grateful to my students, bringing me joy and enrichment, and making my life valuable and meaningful; Of course, I am even more grateful to my colleagues, who let me feel the warmth of life and feel at home in this place far from home. It can be said:

The ten degrees of frost in the spring breeze have melted the sideburns. Once you look back, you won't regret it.