Joke Collection Website - Talk about mood - Sit up straight, put your hands behind your back, close your eyes, and think quietly for five minutes. The teacher said: Think about it, have you listened to your parents and teacher? Did you do your

Sit up straight, put your hands behind your back, close your eyes, and think quietly for five minutes. The teacher said: Think about it, have you listened to your parents and teacher? Did you do your

Sit up straight, put your hands behind your back, close your eyes, and think quietly for five minutes. The teacher said: Think about it, have you listened to your parents and teacher? Did you do your homework yesterday? Did you bring all your homework for today? Did you say goodbye to your parents politely in the morning?...I heard Here, my nose twitched a lot. Fortunately, my eyes were closed and tears would not flow out. In the silence, I was tapped on the shoulder, and I opened my eyes hastily. It turned out to be the teacher standing next to my seat. He told me with eye gestures and asked me to look out the classroom window. I turned my head suddenly and saw the tall and thin shadow of my father! My heart that had just calmed down became scared again! Why did Dad chase me to school? Dad nodded. Signaling to recruit me out. I looked at the teacher and asked for his permission. The teacher smiled and nodded, indicating that he agreed to let me go out. I walked out of the classroom and stood in front of Dad. Dad didn't say anything, he opened the bag in his hand and took out my flower jacket. He handed it to me, watched me put it on, and then took out two coins and gave them to me. I don’t remember what happened next, because it was six years ago. I just remember that from then until today, I was one of the students waiting for the school guard to open the big iron gate every morning. On a winter morning, I stood in front of the school gate, wearing gloves with five fingers exposed, holding up a piece of hot roasted sweet potato and eating it. On a summer morning, I stood in front of the school gate, holding a hosta flower picked from the flower pond and giving it to my dear Teacher Han, who taught me how to dance. Ah! Mornings like this have passed year after year, and today is my last day in this school! Dang, Dang, Dang, the bell rang, and the graduation ceremony was about to begin. Looking at the sky outside, it was a bit cloudy. I suddenly thought, would my father suddenly get up from bed and bring me a flower jacket? I also thought, when will my father's illness be cured? Why are my mother's eyes red and swollen this morning? The pomegranates and oleanders in the big pots were not given by my father this year. He was so anxious that he vomited blood because his uncle was killed by the Japanese. On May Day, the pomegranate flowers did not bloom so red or as big. If autumn comes, will Dad buy so many chrysanthemums to fill our yard, under the eaves, and on the flower stand in the living room? Dad loves flowers so much. Every day when he comes back from get off work, we wait for him at the door. He pushes his straw hat behind his head and picks up his younger brother. He passes by the tap, picks up the watering can filled with water, and walks to the backyard singing. The first thing he did when he came home was to water the flowers. At that time, the sun was going down and a cool wind was blowing in the yard. Dad picked a jasmine and inserted it into the hair of the skinny chicken girl. The uncle of the Chen family said to his father: "Old Lin, you like flowers so much, so your wife gave birth to a bunch of daughters!" I have four sisters and only two brothers. I'm only 12 years old... Why do I always think of this? Director Han has already taken the stage. He said seriously: "Everyone has graduated and will leave the elementary school where they have attended for six years to go to middle school. Once you become a middle school student, you will no longer be a child. I will be happy when you return to the elementary school to see your teacher." See you all have grown taller and grown up..." So I sang the Li song for five years, and now it is the turn of my classmates to sing us goodbye: "Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass is green in the sky. I asked you when you came here. , Don’t wander around when you come! At the end of the sky, in the corner of the earth, close friends are scattered. Life is rarely about reunions, but there are many separations..." I cried, and all of us graduates cried. How much we like to grow taller and become adults, but how afraid we are! When we go back to elementary school, no matter how tall or big we grow, teacher! You will always treat me as a child! 40 Dad The flowers have fallen 3 Be an adult, people often ask me to be an adult. When Song's mother was about to return to her hometown, she said: "Yingzi, you are old. You can't quarrel with your brother anymore! He is still young." When Aunt Lan followed the four-eyed dog into the carriage, she said: "Yingzi, you are old. Don't make your mother angry!" The man squatting in the grass said, "When you graduate from elementary school and grow up, we can go see the sea." Although, these people have disappeared as I grow up. . Did I lose it with my lost childhood? My father no longer regards me as his child. He said: "Eiko, go and send this money to Uncle Chen who is studying in Japan." "Dad!" "Don't be afraid, Eiko, You have to learn to do many things so that you can help your mother the best in the future."So he counted the money and told me how to go to the Zhengjin Bank in Dongjiaomin Lane to send the money - go to the innermost counter and ask for a payment slip, fill in "Jin Qishi Yuan" and write "Yokohama, Japan" Give the address to the little Japanese at the counter! Although I was very scared, I had to bite the bullet and go - this is what my father said, no matter what the difficulty is, just do it with the bullet and you will get through it. "Chonglian, Chonglian, Yingzi. "My father told me this when I was leaving. I nervously held a roll of banknotes in my hands and went to the bank. When I came out of the Zhengjin Bank on the highest step, I saw that the flowerbeds in the streets of Dongjiaominxiang were full of dandelions. I was very excited. I thought happily: I've broken through, go home quickly, tell my father, and ask him to plant dandelions in the flower pond tomorrow. Go home quickly! Go home quickly! Take the newly issued primary school diploma—— The white paper tube tied with a red ribbon urged me, as if I was afraid of not being able to catch up with something. Why? When I entered the house, it was quiet. Four sisters and two brothers were sitting on small benches in the yard. On the ground, they were playing with the sand, and the oleander next to it had several branches hanging down at some point, and they were scattered in an awkward manner, because my father did not clean them up this year - pruning, binding and fertilizing. There were also a few under the big pot of the pomegranate tree. I was very angry and asked my sisters: "Who picked daddy's pomegranates? I want to tell daddy!" The sisters opened their eyes wide in surprise. They shook their heads and said, "Yes." They fell off on their own. "I picked up the small green pomegranate. The cook Lao Gao, who was missing a finger, came in from outside. He said: "Miss, don't tell your father anything. Your mother just called from the hospital and asked you to hurry up. Go, your father has already..." Why didn't he continue? I suddenly felt anxious and shouted loudly: "What did you say? Lao Gao. "Miss, when you get to the hospital, please advise your mother properly. You are the only one here! You are the only one here!" The skinny chicken sister was still grabbing Yanyan's gadgets, while the younger brother poured sand and soil into the glass bottle. Yes, I am the only one here, I am a little adult. I said to Lao Gao: "Lao Gao, I know what is going on, and I will go to the hospital." "I have never been so calm and quiet. I put my elementary school diploma in the drawer of my desk. When I came out, Lao Gao had hired a car for me to go to the hospital. I walked through the yard and looked at the hanging Oleander, I thought silently: Dad’s flowers have fallen. I am no longer a child.