My rebirth is different

However, many people admire Yu Wenfei's burden, because many people think so, but Yu Wenfei is the first one who really dares to do this!

Opening Yu Wenfei's composition, Li Yaqin began to read silently. At the beginning, her face was still very casual and careless.

However, just after watching a paragraph, Li Yaqin's face became solemn.

Chapter 17 Let the girls in the class cry

Yu Wenfei, as a person who has been "poisoned" by various "poisonous chicken soup" and various public account articles on the Internet in later generations, and he himself has relatively solid writing skills, now he wants to write some small articles that touch people's hearts. It's easy to come by.

Therefore, the beginning of his article went straight to people's hearts, and immediately attracted Li Yaqin.

"There is a simple shed at the corner of the street, where a mother and daughter live. The eight-year-old girl and her mother depend on each other for life. Her father is a bad gambler and addicted to alcohol. When the little girl was five years old, In winter, my father passed out drunk on the street late at night, and when someone found out, his body was stiff. Since then, the mother and daughter have relied on the meager income of the mother as a part-time job..."

Yu Wenfei knows very well that tragedy is the thing that touches people's hearts the most. The more tragic, the better the effect, so that it can arouse people's sympathy.

At the end of the article is the description of how well-behaved and sensible the little girl is, how hard-working and loving the mother is, and how difficult life is.

Because she has to work to support the family, the mother has no way to take the little girl to and from school. She can only let her walk a few kilometers to and from home and school. She goes out every morning and goes home late after school at night.

Where I live, the environment is naturally not good. There are no street lights on the roads. At night, even those who are in the dark can't see the road.

In order to prevent the little girl from finding a place to go home at night, the mother made a small orange lantern out of oranges and hung it outside under the eaves.

Every night, the orange light guides the little girl on her way home.

And every time the little girl sees the orange light from a distance, she will know that it is her home, and there is a mother waiting for her at home...

Mother and daughter, just depend on each other for life. Many years later, the little girl became a big girl and was admitted to university.

When I arrived in a big city, I met new friends and adapted to the new environment.

However, every time she came home on vacation, her mother still used to use fresh oranges to make a small orange lantern and hang it outside the door under the eaves.

However, the girl no longer paid attention to this, and she asked her mother puzzledly, there are street lights in the place where she lives now, why should she hang this thing.

The mother looked at her kindly and told her that she was afraid that she would not find her way home.

The girl felt that her mother was old and confused, how could she not know the way home.

Not long after, the girl had just graduated from university and started working when her mother passed away. The doctor told the girl that it was due to long-term overwork and severe malnutrition.

After dealing with her mother's funeral, the girl returned home feeling empty, as if her heart was empty.

When sorting out my mother's belongings, there was a small orange lantern just made on the bedside of my mother.

Looking at the little orange lantern, the girl finally couldn't control herself and cried bitterly.

I just had the ability to make my mother's life better, but my mother is gone, and I can no longer find my way home.

Because the mother is gone, the home is gone...

A few years later, the girl got married and had children, and became a mother herself.

After the child is studying, the girl is also used to hanging a small orange lantern outside her house every night.

The child asked her puzzledly, why did you make a small lantern with oranges and hang it outside the door, mom?There are street lights outside.

The girl told the child that street lights are for lighting passers-by, but the little orange lights can guide you on your way home.

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The more Li Yaqin looked back, the more cruel she felt, especially when the girl was arranging her mother's belongings, when she saw the little orange lamp, the girl in the article burst into tears, but Li Yaqin's eyes were already moist in reality.

She suppressed her emotions and carefully read the entire article.

After closing the composition text in her hand, Li Yaqin sat quietly for a moment to calm down her mood.

She turned her head to look at Yu Wenfei, she really didn't expect that this big boy with a sunny appearance would give herself such a big surprise!

This article is the best and most touching composition that Li Yaqin has ever seen since teaching!

Even, Li Yaqin felt that this could no longer be called a composition, it should be called an "article", an article that could be published in a literary journal!

Of course, she has just graduated for a year and has not taught many students.

But Li Yaqin still has basic literary accomplishments, and she can still tell the good from the bad.

This article is definitely a good article. Perhaps, the dream of teaching a writer student by myself is about to fall on this boy...

"Everyone, stop!"

Standing up and clapping her hands, Li Yaqin signaled the whole class to listen to her.

Everyone was writing their compositions, but when they heard Li Yaqin tell everyone to stop, they all stopped and looked up at Li Yaqin, not knowing what she was going to say.

Raising the composition text in her hand, Li Yaqin said with a little excitement: "Just now, a classmate has finished writing the composition. After I read it, I feel it is very necessary. Now I will read it for everyone to listen to!"

Many students immediately turned their attention to Yu Wenfei in the corner of the podium. He was the only one who handed in the composition just now. Who else could there be.

Many people, with the mentality of watching a joke, write a composition of more than 10 words in only three to ten minutes. What's the trouble? !

This is a mess, the teacher is going to embarrass you face to face.

No one believed that Li Yaqin wanted to read the essay because it was good, because Li Yaqin had a good eye, and it was almost unheard of that she had read a certain classmate's essay.

It is a great honor for the teacher to read the composition in person!

Under normal circumstances, if there is a composition that she thinks is not bad, she will let the students read it by themselves.

Zhou Mengqi looked up at the back of Yu Wenfei's head, a little worried and a little blamed in her heart.Why are you so playful in the time of two classes? You have to hand in the composition in only 10 minutes. Isn't this asking for trouble? No wonder the teacher wants to teach him a lesson.

And Wu Xiu looked at Yu Wenfei gloatingly, this kid, someone finally punished you, no matter how arrogant you are!

Li Yaqin on the podium opened Yu Wenfei's composition and began to read.

She recited with emotion. She didn't finish the first paragraph at the beginning, and the class, which was still a little noisy, was completely silent.

Following Li Yaqin's voice full of emotion, many girls in the class had their eyes reddened. When the text reached its climax, Li Yaqin on stage burst into tears.

Not to mention the little girls in the audience, there was a choked up voice.

"Wooooooow, it's so touching, this mother is so pitiful..."

"The girl is also very pitiful. Her mother left just after graduation."

Zhou Mengqi had secretly taken out her handkerchief and was wiping her tears.Wu Xiu held back her tears, pretending to be strong and said to the students around her: "This article is quite sensational, but it's just that, so I won't cry."

However, when Li Yaqin read the last paragraph, Wu Xiu could no longer control her emotions, tears overflowed her eyes, and she quickly took out a tissue.