Those Who Dream
This city only has one season – spring.
At the end of summer, the city’s landscape seems to have soaked in sunlight, emerging from the thick flower clusters. Because the river is very close, the mountain road is humid all day, and Wang Ye walks as if he were in a familiar mountain village, spending half an hour as usual.
Xin Rong City is hot at night, with much rain, but as long as it’s a sunny day, this mountain can usually bask in the sunlight before two or three in the afternoon.
The entire mountain has been developed into a scenic area in recent years, good that the three-acre land is still in its original place.
Su Se, Luo Bei, and Jia Wei are like a shadow of their past, standing side by side. On the stone, there are new seedlings this year, different seedlings, different old and new degrees. Su’s seedlings have turned green, and when the month flows past them at the same length, these seedlings will be buried in the mountain, giving birth to flowers and trees. The newest stone is Jia Wei, with his text written on it.
If a dream can also be achieved, this world will be beautiful.
The three men are smiling on the mountain, just like children when they patted each other’s shoulders.
Just smile like this, that is the only thing everyone is willing to leave to the world.
A young girl is standing in the principal’s office, her clothes damp and her hair wet. The principal asks her who she is, but she remains silent.
The principal takes out a document from the People’s Daily newspaper and looks at her, saying, “You’ve been away from school for half a month. What’s going on?”
The girl still doesn’t speak, her eyes fixed on the ground.
The principal continues, “Financial affairs staff said you haven’t paid your tuition. Do you want me to help you handle it?”
The girl suddenly speaks up, “I’ll complete this half month of school.”
The principal asks, “Who are you to him?”
The girl remains silent again.
The principal finds another student standing in the corner of the room, whose clothes are also wet, looking like he just returned from a trip. The principal asks this student about the girl.
The student explains that she is someone who has been away for a month and seems to have some connection with the school, but he doesn’t know her exact relationship.
The scene captures a tense moment of uncertainty, with the girl’s identity and purpose remaining a mystery in the school office.The principal’s long investigation retorted: “How can you do this, how can you do this, you have no skills at all, and you haven’t even taken the college entrance exam.”
The child said: “I’ll use the name of the original person!”
The principal firmly shook his head and picked up the People’s Daily again, carefully reading the editorial, occasionally glancing up.
The radio station was still playing a song: “The sky is new, the earth is new, spring light is even brighter, the city and countryside everywhere are radiant.”
The child suddenly stepped forward, standing in the middle of the room, and began to speak loudly. Although his voice was heavy, it was not difficult to understand. Standing there, he dragged out his voice word by word:
Oh, dear audience,
Who will this miracle rely on?
It relies on me, relies on you, relies on our new generation of the 1980s!
But when that time comes, we will meet again,
Raising a toast to glory, who does it belong to?
For the country, for the four modernizations, how many rivers have flowed?
Are there memories in our hearts?
Oh, dear audience, I hope we can all rise up,
Chest high, laughing, glory belongs to the new generation of the 1980s!
Glory belongs to the new generation of the 1980s!
Glory belongs to the new generation of the 1980s!
The last sentence resonated particularly strongly. The child raised his hands high like a stage actor making a dramatic gesture, almost like a passionate revolutionary.
Principal Aobao remained expressionless, grabbing the child’s hand. The young teacher walked away silently, and Principal Aobao said: “If you can’t rank in the top three of the entire grade, I’ll expel you!”
The child bit his lip hard, raised his hand to wipe away tears, looking very bitter, but not hesitating to ask: “Brother?”
Principal Aobao raised his voice: “Otherwise, how will you support me? Do you want to eat white rice at my home early in the morning!”
The child suddenly blushed: “What if I ranked first?”
In an instant, his expression changed dramatically. Principal Aobao looked suspicious, sizing up the child and asking: “What can you do?”
“This summer.”
The child had a clever mind. Even when laughing, his eyes were sharp, with a cunning light, his skin color sufficient to show his masculinity. But this child seemed to always have something hidden in Principal Aobao’s heart – small but incredibly strong, seeming to grow with the wind, making people feel sensitive.
But he was extremely lovable.
In the second-grade class, the head teacher surnamed Wang introduced him briefly at the podium. Classmates enthusiastically welcomed him because he was taller than most classmates. Wang asked Xiaoshu to point to the last row seat, but Xiaoshu said: “I want to sit next to Yuebeibei.”
Wang’s teacher said: “Then the students behind will look down on the blackboard.”
Yuebeibei was about to speak, waiting for the teacher’s permission, and stood up: “I can sit in the last row. Xiaoshu is new and I should help new classmates.”
Wang’s teacher nodded in agreement.In the middle school team, the team leader is just a bit bigger than the small team leader, and a bit smaller than the big team leader.
“Who is the big team leader?”
“Not yet.” After thinking for a moment, he said, “Actually, I was originally the team leader. In the first and second year of high school, I was the team leader during the previous semester. Once the semester started, it was no longer.”
Jia Xu suddenly asked, “Are you getting old?”
“No. My father has other arrangements.” Zhao Bei’s tone was helpless, “I don’t know why either.”
“I want to be the team leader.”
“You can’t, you haven’t even joined the junior team yet!”
“Then I’ll join now.”
“Write an application letter for me, and I’ll submit it to Teacher Wang.”
Jia Xu said, “I can’t write.”
Zhao Bei frowned, paused, and finally decided, “Okay, I’ll help you write. But you’ll write your own name, right?”
Jia Xu nodded.
Zhao Bei let out a sigh, “Your own name must be handwritten.”
Jia Xu joined the junior team’s matter and was settled the next day. Zhao Bei quickly told Jia Xu the good news, but Jia Xu’s heart was not in it. He pointed to the middle of the classroom at an empty seat, “Is no one sitting there?”
Zhao Bei said, “Someone is. She is a female student. She’s been on vacation for a few days but will soon come to class.”
“This name sounds precious. Is it a boy or a girl?”
“A girl,” Zhao Bei’s smile was a bit strange.
“Teacher Wang originally arranged for me to sit there, to sit with her? To do something with her sitting alone?”
“Because the female student doesn’t want to sit with her.” Zhao Bei paused, then added, “Male students also don’t want to sit with her.”
Jia Xu’s expression seemed a bit angry, but he said nothing, looked around, moved to Zhao Bei’s ear, and whispered, “Do you feel cold?”
Zhao Bei was stunned, seeming to sense something, and was suddenly motivated, “Feel around and check.”
Zhao Bei touched himself, his face instantly turning red, his expression almost bursting out. Jia Xu took a pen knife and swayed a few times at the blackboard, continuing to whisper to Zhao Bei, “I have something to tell you, don’t be distracted.”
