Feminism and donkeys

Aftermath.

All the female students surrounded Teacher Mei, and the younger ones were hugging her and crying loudly.

Fortunately in the misfortune, they really escaped from the tiger's den and the wolf's den.

Zhimai burst into tears.

In desperation, it was Teacher Mei who saved her.

But she was ashamed of Teacher Mei's good intentions for her. She had high hopes for herself, but she wanted to take a shortcut and was deceived by just a few words.

She smiled and patted Zhimai's head, with light in her eyes, and said kindly, don't be afraid, don't be afraid.

"It's okay, nothing will happen in the future."

"In the future, you must study hard."

The rough hand has been chapped in several places, but it seems to contain infinite power, warm and firm.

She didn't give up on any of the students, she did everything possible to find out the location of the restaurant and the box, broke in regardless of the danger and consequences, and tried her best to protect every weak girl.

Zhimai cried louder.

When the night falls, she persists in carrying the lantern and reshaping her life.

Without Teacher Mei saving her from fire and water, her life might end tonight.

Teacher Mei didn't want to repay, she just hoped that they could study hard.

Whenever she wanted to give up, she would think of Teacher Mei's face that night, every gully was warm and clear under the street lamp, and infinite power surged in her heart.

From this day on, Teacher Mei's figure became extremely tall, far in front of her, serving as a benchmark to guide the path under her feet.

The exam changed her fate, and she has walked out of the mountain.

Now Zhimai Yijin returns home, and she brings Qingxuan back.

Simply unable to fall asleep, the two felt that it was almost time in the room, so they walked out of the hotel slowly in the dark, the street was empty and there was no one there.

The town is not big, and you can reach the foot of the mountain in 20 minutes by driving an eDonkey.

With a flashlight, Zhimai led Qingxuan to walk a road that only locals knew, completely avoiding the staff of the scenic spot, and there was no charge.

Climbing up the steps, the steps climb around the mountain. There are many lemon eucalyptus planted on the mountain, which exudes a refreshing and fresh aroma, which refreshes the mind.

The two panted slightly, and Zhimai took out a tissue to wipe the sweat off Qingxuan's forehead, the faint light was gentle and delicate.

Qingxuan also took out his backpack, opened a bottle of mineral water, and handed it to Zhimai. After she finished drinking, she licked the bottle and continued to drink.

It took a long time to climb to the top of the mountain, and there were only a few people around. Some tourists drove their cameras and prepared to take pictures.The two of them felt relaxed, and exhaled a breath of depression, which turned into white mist.

Looking down the mountain, the lights of thousands of houses are flickering, the houses are row upon row of high-rise buildings, and the car has become a small sesame dot. If you continue to look at it, the frost on the distant mountains and forests reflects the moonlight coldly, and there are few birds.

The sky began to turn white.

About three or ten minutes later, the sky was already half bright and half dark.

Not long after, there was a ray of red light at the end of the darkness, and then, the red light began to fade and expand, soaking the distant mountains and dyeing the forest.

Looking up, the sky changed from gray and black to dark blue, then gradually turned golden yellow, and transitioned to crimson red.

The crimson became deeper and deeper, and there were more and more people around, gradually commotion.

Until a bright round edge is exposed, it becomes brighter and brighter, and the entire disc slowly rises from the top of the mountain. The outermost part of the disc is covered with golden light, and the undulating mountain line is dyed light red.

Everyone was attracted by the sunrise scene, shocking and beautiful.

The sun was magnificent and majestic, breaking through the layers of mist and darkness, and the sky was completely bright at this time.

Towns have been awakened.

Qingxuan couldn't forget it for a long time, and couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart. He turned his head and wanted to say something excitedly, but Zhimai watched without blinking and shed a tear.

Qingxuan couldn't speak anymore, so he could only swallow his words.

At the end of the sunrise, Zhimai took Qingxuan's hand down the mountain, passing the temple, she went in and knelt in front of the mat to ask for a lottery.

Qingxuan stood by and watched, she didn't ask for anything, and she was confident that man would conquer heaven.

The Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows in compassion, and the Vajra casts down demons with angry eyes.

The largest Buddha statue in the temple has its eyes half-opened, as a statue overlooking all living beings, with two eyes separated and eight parts closed.

Two-point view of the world, eight-point view of freedom.

Qingxuan asked with a smile what it was.

Zhimai blinked: "It's the lottery."

At some point, Zhimai had a bouquet of flowers in her hands, and they came to a small mound.

The flower is a rose.

Teacher Mei was buried on the mountainside.

In the south, burials are popular, saying that burying ancestors in geomantic treasures can enjoy blessings in the underworld.

When she left, most people in the town came to see her off.

A few years ago, Teacher Mei was seriously ill.

I heard from the class monitor that it was terminal cancer.

She donated most of half a month's living expenses at once.

The monitor also said that Teacher Mei was still teaching the students the day before she was hospitalized.

Zhimai felt very uncomfortable, and her heart was pulled. She went back to see her during the summer vacation. She only remembered that Teacher Mei had a bad cough, and she thought it was just a common seasonal cold.

Tossing and turning that night and unable to sleep, she only had one thought in her mind, writing a letter.

She lightly picked up a pen and notebook to write on the bed, and lit the light on her mobile phone, afraid of disturbing her roommates, she covered her mouth to suppress her voice and dared not cry, tears dripped on the paper, blurring a long paragraph of text .

There is a stamp of one and two, which is the one Zhimai is most reluctant to part with.

The carriages and horses are very slow, and the letters are far away. She firmly believes that Teacher Mei will definitely like this kind of romance.

Teacher Mei was as happy as Zhimai expected when she received it. She didn't mention the illness in her text message, but comforted the students:

"Thank you! The registered letter has been received. I'm glad to see your text again. Don't worry, don't read it."

Looking at the text message, Zhimai suddenly remembered a sentence that Teacher Mei said in class:

"People start to die from birth. There is no joy in life, and there is no fear in death. The boundary between life and death is not so clear."

Later, when I listened to the class monitor, Teacher Mei had already held a funeral.

She broke down and cried, the summer vacation turned out to be the last time.

Later, Zhimai found out that her teacher Xinmei only received one letter.

The only first letter.

The rest was a scrap collector in the town last year, who called her according to the contact information on the envelope.

When she heard the call, she was very surprised, why her letter was caught in an old newspaper, and she asked the recipient's name, and the other end of the phone said it was Rose.

She was stunned, and time and space seemed to be folded at this moment.

The tip of her nose became sore all of a sudden, she held back her sobs, and begged Eminem to send back all the letters from many years ago to her.

The moment she opened the package, she burst into tears.

Before the letter had time to read, it was treated as an old belonging of the deceased and disposed of together.

In the past, the carriages and horses were very slow, and the letters were far away, so far away that the letters were not delivered to you after you traveled for several years.

Going round and round, the unopened letter came back to her in another way, I don't know if it was complete or regretful.

She was still sad that Teacher Mei hadn't finished reading her letter.