I'm lucky, all the people I meet are very nice people

Spring is here, the weather is getting warmer, and people are becoming cheerful and lively.

The sound of gongs and drums came from the street downstairs early in the morning. A store opened today, but I don’t know which store it was. It was foggy and I couldn’t see clearly. From the joyful and enthusiastic sound of gongs and drums, one can imagine how hard the aunts in red uniforms and white hats with gold rims were beating the instruments in their hands, as if there was a happy event in their own families. Their clothes were bright and beautiful, which suddenly reminded me of an incident I experienced when I was fourteen years old.

That was a little thing when I was in junior high school. It was quite difficult at home at that time. In my memory, because my parents were always sick and our three brothers and sisters were all studying, the burden was heavy, so it was always very difficult at home.

Food is okay. My seven married aunts always bring some delicious food when they come to visit my grandparents during holidays. How could they be willing to eat it? It's all left to us. Apples, oranges, fruit candies, canned food, instant noodles, pork and other delicacies can be eaten many times a year without feeling too hungry. On the other hand, there is always a shortage of clothes, and I rarely buy new clothes. In addition, I grow taller quickly, and my clothes are always short and small. It is really "stretched".

During the Spring Festival that year, I don’t remember who bought my mother a down jacket. My mother was reluctant to wear it and asked me to wear it at school after the winter vacation. I wasn't happy with it. The dress was gray-purple, in the style of middle-aged and elderly people, and the dress was so wide that it didn't fit me. Mom said: "You are young, and you look good no matter what you wear. The clothes are long enough to protect your legs, so you won't be cold when you study in the morning. These are new clothes!"

So, after the New Year, the first day of school started One day, I wore it to school. The down jacket is really warm and so soft. But it always feels a little awkward when I wear it. When I walk, I don’t know which foot to take first. Should I put my hands in my pockets or leave them outside? I couldn't wait to let my deskmate see me wearing new clothes, but I was afraid that she would see me.

The class bell rang, and when Teacher Zhai, who taught Chinese language, walked into the classroom, my deskmate said, "Look, your clothes are exactly the same as the teacher's. You two are matching each other!"

I immediately felt hot all over my body and became more and more restless while sitting on the stool. The duck feathers of the down jacket seemed to come out of the seams and pricked me all over. My heart was full of resentment. I blamed my mother for letting me wear this dress and wishing that my family would be poor. I wanted to tear it off my body immediately and step on it to relieve my hatred.

I felt like they were all grinning and staring at me. My classmates at the same table, in the front and back rows, and the Chinese teacher were all laughing at me.

They bullied me!

The whole day, I seemed to be living in an unspeakable humiliation. After turning off the lights at night, I tossed and turned in bed unable to fall asleep. For the first time, I experienced the meaning of "夤语" in the Book of Songs. What does it feel like to be "sleepless". However, the next day, I had to wear this dress to class even before going home on Friday afternoon. I had to wear the same clothes as a middle-aged female teacher. This is as embarrassing as walking naked in front of everyone!

The next day Teacher Zhai came to class wearing a white coat, and I never saw her wearing that down jacket after that. I can wear my new clothes openly again.

I saw a disabled boy on the subway the morning before yesterday. The middle finger and ring finger of his left hand were missing. He was handsome, well-dressed, and had a gentle and calm expression. It must be very hard for him, overcoming the strange and sympathetic looks he attracts because he is different from others, and trying his best not to feel inferior, to accept bravely, to be confident and calm, this process must be very hard.

What about me? I have grown from a child with no good clothes to what I am today. I can buy a lot of beautiful clothes for myself and my children, and buy a lot of things I want. This process also involves a lot of hard work. But luckily, all the people I met were very good people, just like Teacher Zhai.

Thirteen or fourteen years old is the age when you have the most sensitive and fragile perceptions. You love passionately and hate fiercely, but they magnify everything thousands of times. Every tree and grass are soldiers, and every slightest movement is a formidable enemy. current. It was this kind man who protected me from destruction.

There is an article "Lychee Honey" by Yang Shuo in the Chinese textbook. When reading Su Dongpo's sentence "If you eat three hundred lychees a day, you will never give up and become a Lingnan native." Teacher Zhai sighed: "If I have the opportunity You must taste what lychees taste like.”

I always remember what she said, and I think I will treat her to lychees in the future, even though I had never seen it before. litchi.

Two years later, I went to the county town to take an exam and saw a white insulated box at the door of a fruit shop with ice cubes under it. The boss said that the neatly placed lychees on top of the ice cubes were . I immediately bought a few lychees and wanted to find Teacher Zhai to give her the lychees when I went back. Unfortunately, it was too hot in the summer, and after a few days of delay in the county town, those lychees rotted in the schoolbag.

In the end, I did not treat Teacher Zhai to eat lychees or express my gratitude to her.