All night, Bai Haoran listened all night, and when he woke up the next morning, Bai Haoran found that he was asleep sitting in the library, and he had an extra file bag in his hand.
Bai Haoran glanced at the file bag and stood up violently.
At this time, Bai Tang on the side opened his eyes and asked, "Brother, why are you going, I'm hungry." ” Bai Haoran said: "Didn't you ask the dean for money yesterday, there is a breakfast shop at the school gate, and you waited for the police officer at the school gate after eating."
When I saw her, I told her to wait for me in the old school building, and I would go over in a moment. ” "Oh, then you won't eat" Before Bai Tang could finish asking, Bai Haoran had already run out of the library.
Bai Tang muttered in a low voice: "What are you doing, I don't eat any rice." ” Bai Haoran ran wildly all the way, and when he arrived at the parking lot, he just saw Zhang Yunhua's car stop, and Bai Haoran ran to the car quickly.
Zhang Yunhua slowly lowered the window and asked coldly, "Bai Haoran, what are you doing here?"
Bai Haoran gasped and said, "Dean, I have something I want to talk to you about, it's about Professor Yang. ” Principal Zhang Yunhua frowned: "That person has passed away, what is there to talk about?"
"But the knot in your heart hasn't been opened yet, has it?"
Bai Haoran asked rhetorically.
Zhang Yunhua was stunned for a moment, and then she said in a low voice: "This matter has nothing to do with you."
She raised the window.
Bai Haoran hurriedly knocked on the car window and said loudly: "But his class is not finished yet, there is still one lesson left, a lesson that he can't put down even if he dies."
Don't you really want to hear it?"
The car suddenly turned off, and then Zhang Yunhua came out of the cab, she stood at the other end of the car and looked at Bai Haoran and asked, "What do you want to say?"
Bai Haoran took a deep breath, and then said seriously: "What I want to say is that a female student who was once full of youth and fighting spirit, she has incomparable talent, and she is valued by her own teachers in this school.
One day, she had a chance to study abroad, and both the teacher and her were overjoyed.
Because this teacher believes that as long as she can go abroad for further study, she will be able to become an excellent educator when she returns.
But she needed a paper that would be taken seriously by everyone, so she began to devote herself to writing a paper that would almost shake up the world of education, and the title of the paper was called Practical Education that is Best for Us.
This paper is not only poured into the talented female student, but also into the teacher's heart.
In order to help her students, the teacher works overtime every day to help the female students check the information, and then complete the thesis with the female students.
The paper was completed, and the teacher went to help her revise it, but one night when the paper was revised, a fire broke out in the library, and this fire also burned the girl's dream of going abroad and all her hopes.
Later, the female student did not go abroad, and the teacher also died of her injuries after the fire."
"Now, what do you mean by saying this to me, I don't blame him now, okay?"
Zhang Yunhua asked coldly.
Bai Haoran shook his head and asked rhetorically: "Blame him, why do you blame him, yes, you lost the opportunity to go abroad, but now you have become an excellent educator, and you are still practicing the ideas he taught you."
But that teacher went through the painful torment of the fire day after day, just to complete the late thesis for his students in the old school building, your original classroom, where Mr.
Yang will take his last lesson today and prepare more than 20 spring and autumn essay evaluation classes, this class is the last lesson he wants to teach you.
Whether you go or not, you can do it yourself."
After Bai Haoran finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, Zhang Yunhua's voice trembled slightly and stopped him: "You wait." ” Bai Haoran stopped, turned around and asked, "What else is there to do with Dean Zhang?"
"What you said is true, can I see him again" Zhang Yunhua looked at Bai Haoran with incredible eyes.
Bai Haoran nodded, he handed the file bag to Zhang Yunhua and said, "After reading these things, you can understand." ” Zhang Yunhua took the file bag, opened the rope and pulled out a pile of manuscript paper from it, just after reading a few pages, Zhang Yunhua saw the handwriting for a moment and tears flowed down as if the embankment had burst, and after a while, the principal Zhang Yunhua had tears in his eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "Where did you find these things?"
Bai Haoran looked at Zhang Yunhua's eyes and said seriously: "You can see the handwriting, these are all written by your teacher, written to his most proud protégé, his most reluctant student."
Twenty-seven spring and autumn periods, every stroke was written with perseverance, and every word was poured into his efforts.
The headmaster may not know that after death, people will keep repeating the process of the day of death, and the events of that day will be repeated all the time.
During these twenty-seven years, your teacher not only had to constantly cycle the pain of death, but also used the time between cycles to complete the dissertation little by little.
Leave a journal every time you write a point, and wait until the next time you write down to see the journal continue to write down.
Twenty-seven years, nearly 10,000 days and nights of enduring such pain, all he wanted to do was to make his students become pillars of the world, and fulfill his last wish as a teacher.
Don't ask for fame, don't ask for money, just ask for a teacher who can fulfill a teacher's promise to his students.
Dean Zhang, I think this is the original intention of the so-called teacher, right?"
Zhang Yunhua covered his mouth in pain, and his tears were completely uncontrollable for a while, rolling down like beads with broken threads.
That's right, now this realistic and material society has departed from the original intention of the year, and it is difficult for many teachers to really be a role model, and more are tied up and benefited.
In 27 years, the city has changed dramatically.
And the original intention of the year was also lost in this world full of materialistic desires.
Teachers who can follow their original intentions have also become rare creatures, or just stories in the report.
Conflicts between teachers and students continue to make headlines in the news, and the media are just competing for attention, but no one sees behind these things.
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Society has lost its faith and its original intention.
In the war-torn era, those who are eager to gain knowledge, those teachers who risk their lives to preach and teach.
Teachers, preaching, teaching, and solving doubts, but at the moment, the simplest and most straightforward original intention is regarded as a dream, and it is just naïve However, Yang Wenhai's efforts have confirmed the existence of the teacher's way with reality, and the way of the heart is by no means some lies blinded by interests, and the real avenue that can be smeared at will.
The paper wasn't thick, but for some reason it felt weighty.
Zhang Yunhua's hands were trembling, she kept wiping her tears, and she kept shedding tears.
More than 30 pages of manuscript paper are full of a teacher's dedication to his students.
Looking at this paper, Zhang Yunhua seemed to be able to see the lights that always lit up for unknown reasons in the abandoned office of the library in the silent night Outside the old school building, Bai Haoran was waiting for Fang Yi'an at the door of the teaching building.
When Fang Yi'an came closer, she found that there were some tears on her face.
Fang Yi'an said in a low voice: "I went back yesterday to check the information here, and my dad knew about it, but I didn't expect my dad to sigh and finally tell me the truth."
That teacher was actually my grandfather."
Bai Haoran whispered back: "Your grandfather is a very kind old man, and he is a qualified teacher.
Let's go and listen to his final lesson. ” Fang Yi'an nodded, and the two of them walked into the teaching building together, I don't know if it was a mental reason, the moment Bai Haoran stepped into the teaching building, he felt that the blood all over his body was surging violently.
Whether justice really exists, whether there is a righteous way in the world, and whether there is real sunshine At the door of the classroom, Bai Haoran saw black and white impermanence lined up on both sides of the door.
Bai Wuchang waved his hand at him in a friendly manner, and Hei Wuchang leaned against the wall and bowed his head silently.
When Bai Haoran and Hei Wuchang passed by, Hei Wuchang said in a low voice: "The world is cold and warm, boy, I have to say, you did a good job."
It's just that you're hurting yourself by doing this. ” Bai Haoran smiled knowingly, and then he pushed open the door and walked into the classroom.
As soon as she entered the classroom, Bai Haoran saw Zhang Yunhua, she sat in her original position, Bai Haoran took Bai Tang and Fang Yi'an to sit down against the window.
As everyone sat down, the black and white impermanence at the door looked at each other, and then Bai Wuchang said, "Professor Yang, everyone is here."
You can go to class. ” As soon as Bai Wuchang's words fell, I saw the male teacher dressed neatly, holding the textbook and walking to the door of the classroom, he nodded to the black and white impermanence with a smile, and then walked into his lecture hall in high spirits, as the male teacher walked into the lecture hall, the light of the entire classroom was full of warm sunlight.
After the principal Zhang Yunhua saw the male teacher walk up to the podium, she immediately stood up, tears blurred her eyes in an instant, the corners of her mouth trembled slightly, and her voice said with an unconcealable cry: "Hello teacher" Everything is the same as in the previous class.
The male teacher was also the same as in the past, nodded to Zhang Yunhua with a smile, then put down the textbook in his hand, and said with a knowing smile: "Sit down, hehe, Yunhua, I don't have much time."
Let's get ready for class."
Zhang Yunhua nodded vigorously.
The male teacher picked up the chalk and wrote the title of Zhang Yunhua's paper on the blackboard, which is the most suitable for us, and it is the actual education.
Then the teacher began his lesson, just like the most ordinary lesson in the past.
The teacher explained each part of the paper in great detail, and he explained his views and imaginations on education in great detail.
For Zhang Yunhua, an educator, every sentence is deafening.
After so many years, the teacher's class still has something to understand, his class is actually nothing, but his opinion is full of things that are missing by today's teachers.
And these are precisely the most simple and common things in the past, a class originally made people feel long and boring, but in Zhang Yunhua's place, it feels that the time is so short, she obviously has a lot to say, a lot of questions to ask, but all of this finally turned into a sentence to the teacher at the end: "I'm sorry." ” The male teacher looked at Zhang Yunhua with a smile, he looked at the student he was most proud of, took off his glasses, and said solemnly: "Yunhua, no matter when, you are the teacher's most proud student, and the teacher owes you this class."
I hope you can put your talents to good use and nurture more talents.
Of course, I think I've seen the results.
I'm proud of you," the teacher said, and the smile on the old man's face was like a flower, bright and peaceful.
However, his smile disappeared with his whole person, in this warm classroom.
Zhang Yunhua shouted with tears in his eyes: "Teacher Yang" People always like to think badly of others, and they are always used to thinking of themselves in the direction of innocence.
Over the years, Zhang Yunhua has always considered herself unlucky, she did not go abroad for further study, and finally had to become the president of a university that was revoked and turned into a private university.
She has always had an inexplicable resentment towards her teacher, and she thought that if it weren't for her teacher, she might have been able to go abroad for further study and become an elite in the education industry, so she wouldn't have suffered so much white eyes and would have better results.
However, she found out that she was wrong, and it was so wrong.
Human narrow-mindedness and conceit tend to blind oneself to one's own weight, and always feel that one is the most unfortunate one.
But now that you think about it, you think too much of yourself, how much enmity God has with you, there are billions of sentient beings, and what kind of special case do you have to make God have to live with you.
No matter how capable a person is, he is just a person, a drop in the ocean, a drop of water in the long river of history.
With the disappearance of Teacher Yang, Fang Yi'an asked with tears in his eyes: "Bai Haoran, are there still many things in this world that I don't know?"
Bai Haoran said softly: "The world is so big, I'm afraid that the things you can know are not even skins, how can Officer Fang believe this, it's not good."
Fang Yi'an wiped away his tears and said: "No, I don't believe that ghosts can kill people now, wouldn't that mean that my grandfather killed people, how could he think that we should give it a break in this case, I don't want to hear any ghosts in the library, that is a teacher's love for his students, you let me check Masong, it must be the breakthrough point of this case, right?"
Bai Haoran said: "Well, he is the murderer, but we don't have any evidence to prove that he is the murderer."
Of course, Officer Fang, although you don't believe that ghosts are right to kill people, do you believe in the cycle of cause and effect, and retribution is clear."
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Fang Yi'an asked in surprise: "Retribution is also this."
Bai Haoran showed a confident smile and said, "Let's go, let's go and see if there is any heavenly reason in this world." t1706231537: