The educated youth was reborn and wanted to disappear, but he was locked into a military marriage.

Luo Ye: "..."

Does this work too?

Song Zhian: "..."

learnt!

Children in the mountains have been able to pick wild vegetables since they were young, and they don't need to be taught. They just picked up a shovel and started digging wild vegetables, while reciting Zhu Xiaomin's poem.

Repeated and repeated, after repeating it more than a dozen times, Zhu Xiaomin just started and asked the children to memorize the whole poem by themselves. Then, they checked one by one. If they didn't memorize it well, they would recite it loudly a few more times until they memorized it.

Luo Ye followed beside him, digging wild vegetables silently, feeling a little itchy listening to the children reciting poems loudly.

He knew this poem, and he knew many poems, but he had never recited it so loudly, let alone with so many people.

Obviously they are not as good as his children, but listening to their voices reciting poems, you can feel their happiness.

Throughout the afternoon, the children had memorized a poem by heart. They also dug two large baskets of wild vegetables. Even the children's clothes had many pockets. Luo Ye's small backpack was also full.

Satisfied, Zhu Xiaomin took the children back and no longer recited poems, but taught them to sing: "Little swallows, wearing floral clothes, come here every spring..."

When we returned, the younger children in Class 2 and Class 3 had just finished half an hour of free activities. Zhu Xiaomin asked the children to leave all the wild vegetables at the door of the educated youth center, helped them clean their clothes, and went back inside to do exercises.

Before they entered the classroom, the children in Class 2 and Class 3 had already heard the sound of their singing and were busy asking what they were doing.

The older children in Class 1 were still in the excitement, and they all said new terms: "We went to collect music."

"Teacher Zhu taught us to recite a poem called "Spring Dawn"."

"We also sing. It's fun to sing on the mountain."

I just learned the song "Little Swallow" a few days ago, but there is a difference between singing it in the classroom and singing it on the mountain.

As for digging wild vegetables, that has been something adults have done since I could walk, and no one shows off.

The children in Class 2 and Class 3 were envious. When they saw Song Zhian coming in, they immediately shouted: "Teacher Song, we also want to go to Chunxiao and collect songs."

That's called collecting the wind, that's called singing.

Song Zhian smiled brightly, nodded and said, "Well, everyone has a chance, don't be anxious."

At this time, it is the growing season of all things. The wild vegetables are growing just right, and it is good to take the naughty children out to work.

In the past, when they wanted to dig some wild vegetables, they would take advantage of the break between work. In one spring, all the people were mobilized, and they could only dig a few baskets. But today, in one afternoon, they dug out three baskets.

Luo Ye was carried away by the large amount of wild vegetables. He had long forgotten about memorizing poems. He didn't even go back to the practice class. He rolled up his sleeves and was busy spreading the wild vegetables to dry, for fear that they would be piled in the basket for a long time. Rotten.

In the past years, wild vegetables were their main source of food, but Luo Tingyuan couldn't move around, so he couldn't dig much by himself.

In the evening, when the educated youths came back from work, they were shocked when they heard Song Zhian talk about it. After a discussion, they returned a lot of newly issued wicker sticks the next day, and everyone was busy weaving a dozen small backpacks while memorizing the books. Come.

So, one day later, the children in the second class were also taken out, and each of them was given a small backpack and went up the mountain.

It didn't rain that day, so I learned another poem: ""Deer and Chai", written by Wang Wei, there is no one in the empty mountain, but I can hear the sound of people's voices, and I return to the forest and shine on the green bamboo again." The children dug while digging While eating wild vegetables, I read aloud sentence by sentence in Chen Xudong's voice.

Today's class is led by a group of Xing Qingsheng, Zhou Dongyi, Deng Aimin, and Li Mingjiang. The one who came with them is Xing Qingsheng, and Luo Ye is still with them.

When we returned home, what we had harvested at the Educated Youth Point was two large baskets and a dozen small baskets of wild vegetables.

The children in Class 2 also followed suit and memorized poems. The naughty children in Class 3 quit and almost had a quarrel.

At the age of six or seven, it is the time when dogs are disgusted. The next day, the teachers had "no choice" and had to take out the third class. On this day, it was a group of Xiang Zhikuan, Yang Aijun, Yu Yiguang, and Du Guoan. In class, Xie Chengzhi led the team when going out, because such a big kid is the most aggressive. In addition to Yang Aijun, there was also Wang Xiaoya who followed him, and he still took Luo Ye with him.

This time, it was another poem: ""Climbing the Stork Tower", written by Wang Zhihuan, the sun is shining over the mountains, the Yellow River flows into the sea, and I want to see a thousand miles away and climb to the next level."

The three classes learned three different poems. First, they all asked the teacher why they had learned different poems. Finally, Miao Shiwen came over and said with a sideways smile: "You are not in the same class, or you just learned different things, but You play together every day and compare to see when you can learn the poems from the other two classes? Also compare to see who can teach the students in the other classes to memorize poems?"

Ok!

When the children heard it, they rolled up and even yelled and recited the poem with all their strength on the way home. The parents heard it from a distance and thought there was a quarrel. When they came closer, they didn't understand what was being said. Anyway, Several children had red faces and thick necks.

I asked again, which teachers took them out to learn to recite poems in the mountains. Which teachers were the leaders, which teachers were followed, and what they learned.

Those who made gestures with their hands and recited the poems loudly looked at the parents with pride as they couldn't understand.

Parents don't understand poetry, but you can find out if you go to the first brigade headquarters and ask about it.

There are thirty-five educated youths in the Educated Youth Point, four of whom are high school students. These four high school students are Xie Chengzhi, Zhu Xiaomin, Miao Shiwen, and Chen Xudong.

Those who usually teach children are all junior high school students, and those who take them out to recite poems are all high school students.

The parents were happy, waving their hands and scolding: "Please carry me carefully, don't run around."

A day or two later he asked again: "Do you have any new ones to teach? Let me know."

So, the children clamored to go out and recite poems.

So, every week I have to take turns to dig wild vegetables one day.

In May, when the poplars mature, in the forest where big poplar trees grow, there is the sound of children reciting poems happily every day.

Luo Ye won.

When the school started for a month, Zhu Xiaomin took advantage of Chen Xudong's delivery of eggs and asked him to weigh two kilograms of rock sugar in the county. Before the afternoon activities began, she stood behind the desk and announced to the children: " We have started school for a month, and I promised that students who have perfect attendance in class for a month will be rewarded."

Wow, what a reward!

Although they had known about this for a long time, but no reward had been given, the children still had doubts in their hearts, and they immediately started talking about it.

Zhu Xiaomin waited for a while before waving her hand to signal everyone to be quiet. She took the sign-in book and said to everyone: "In addition to prizes, we also have spiritual rewards. Now I will start reading from class one. When I read a name, a classmate will come up to receive the prize. Luo The teacher wrote the names of the students there and awarded them a small red flower."