When I first met my aunt in kindergarten in my life, what impressed me most in my young mind was her appearance and her sweet smile, which I still can't forget, because she was so perfect in my mind at that time.
Kindergarten is a happy paradise for children, where there will be no mountains of homework for students, and there is no need to consider the mid-term and final exam results. There you can find the purest smiling face, the most childish words and the best feelings in the world.
Thoughts are like a tide, and a string of deep footprints that I walked through as a child appear from time to time in my heart ... I remember once in class, my aunt asked us in a crisp and sweet voice: "Children, do you know what gives off the brightest light in the sky?" "Is it the sun grandfather, the moon mother-in-law or the little star?" "It is the moon. I quickly stood up, afraid of being robbed of this opportunity by others. " Is it? Tell me, children, is Fangfang right? ""No, "said a large group of children in unison." It is the moon. What's the matter? My grandmother told me that if there is no moon at night, it will be dark, I can't see anything, and I can't go out at night, "I said unconvinced. Fangfang, aunt asks you, what will happen if there is no sun during the day? ""I don't know, I said, the moon is the brightest. "I still insist on my opinion. Later, the teacher told me several times that the sun was brightest, so I went in one ear and out the other and kept saying that I was right. In this way, in one such childish and ridiculous incident after another, I gradually grew up, left that happy paradise and bid farewell to my aunt in kindergarten.
"Kojiro, carrying that schoolbag to school, I'm not afraid of the sun and wind and rain, and I'm afraid my husband will scold me for being stupid and I'm ashamed to see my parents ..." Humming this ballad, I entered the primary school gate at the age of nine and became a real pupil.
I was so proud when I entered the primary school and hung the red scarf worn by the young pioneers on my chest. I seem to feel that I have grown up a lot, and I am no longer the elf who hit the island in kindergarten.
My primary school teacher is an old teacher in her sixties, as amiable as my grandmother. She has been teaching for more than 40 years and has rich teaching experience. She is very concerned about every student and pays attention to every bit of our study and life. Under her hard education and patient guidance, I have a strong interest in learning, and my learning progress and grades have improved rapidly. As the saying goes, all good things must come to an end. It is because of parting that there will be a future reunion. The teacher who has taught us for three years will retire from this school. At that time, I was so reluctant that I really wanted Mr. Chen to stay and teach us, but the reality was always cruel, and Mr. Chen finally left.
Teacher Chen has taught us Go for three years. At this time, the primary school time has passed by half. I left my grandmother's home for six years and returned to my parents.
With the tide of reform and opening up, the economy is also developing rapidly. My parents think that the beekeeping industry is very hard and it is difficult to make money, so they follow the trend and do something else. In view of the present situation, after careful consideration, my father sold the bees he had raised for more than ten years and started a business, which is also the reason why I returned to my parents. But after all, I have been away from them for too long, and I don't know them at all, just like my distant relatives, I feel strange. My parents seem to have discovered this, and they really want to enhance our feelings and let them pay close attention to all aspects of me. Gradually, with the passage of time, our contacts have become closer and closer, and our feelings have made great progress, which makes me like my parents very much and understand them very much.
After Mr. Chen left, a handsome young man came to be our new head teacher. Coincidentally, he and I have the same surname. His surname is Qi. Five hundred years ago, we were a family. Later I learned that he was my neighbor's son. He just graduated from normal school this year. His lecture voice is loud and soft. I like listening to his class very much. I learned a lot from him, including astronomy, geography, literature, current affairs and politics. Anyway, because of him, my knowledge has become rich, and he has become the most trusted and admired teacher in my primary school.
"Let's go, let's go, people must learn to grow up and learn to be independent" ... Six years of unforgettable and rich primary school life is over, and I left primary school and embarked on a new life journey.
Unexpectedly, engaging in beekeeping has brought great convenience to my father's business road. Just because he used to keep bees, he has been to many different places, and he is at least a little proficient in the dialects, water, soil and human feelings there, which makes my father's business go smoothly and his family's economy much easier.