Time flies, in a blink of an eye, we have spent thousands of days and nights at a loss, but at the moment when the sun and the moon set each other off, we recalled the happiness of those years.

Our grade director Wu Xianxuan is very kind. We affectionately call him "Lao Wu".

Lao Wu is not old, but naughty from the corners of his mouth, which is what we call him!

Lao Wu has many advantages, but his height is not dominant. On the contrary, this is what we like about him.

Lao Wu loves us very much, just like his father. For a long time, we all admire why he can spread his father's love so delicately, and the class has become the first in grade under his management over time. The amazement of many teachers attracted our noisy disdain. How do you know that Lao Wu's father contributed?

As the head teacher, Lao Wu's father takes good care of every child. In my memory, the arrival of a rainstorm blocked our way home. Lao Wu's father didn't have a meeting until late that day, nearly 7: 20. After the meeting, I still stood at the door of the classroom crying because I had to go home in the rain. But it happened that I didn't ride a bike that day and had a fever. Lao Wu's father lent me his raincoat after asking why. I naively thought that the teacher had another raincoat, said "thank you" and left ... as a result, he was late for two classes the next day. It wasn't until a month later in the office that I heard that when he drove home in the rain that day, his car ran out of power and he dragged his car home in the early morning ... At that moment, I had mixed feelings about this teacher. ...

Mathematics has always been my weakness. I don't know how many times I cried for low marks. Maybe he saw all this. That day, after he talked with me, I crammed in his office on Sunday. Because of poor foundation, we didn't have a rest all day. He has always been very serious. When he saw that I had done a right question, he would praise me as happily as a child and make me embarrassed to write it down. He writes papers for me every day and chats with me regularly. On a snowy day, he called to say that he didn't have to study and had a rest today, but he hung up the phone for fifteen minutes and then showed up at my house. I clearly remember that he was covered in snow, his sparse hair fell on his head casually, and his face turned purple with cold. He seems to have completely ignored this point. He has been talking well all morning, and I don't know when my eyes are wet. ...

Later, I was a little worried about the exam, so I hurriedly asked a few questions. He patiently explained to me and comforted me not to be nervous. There is no money in the meal card. Take money to fill it for me, but don't tell me. When he was ill, he went to the hospital. No matter how painful it is, he never leaves early ... so we call him godfather.

Dry dad will talk about the meaning and direction of life when we are confused; Dry dad will struggle with small but influential things until every child understands the meaning; Dad will even put up with the teacher's scolding, and then praise us with a smile, so will Dad. ...

I stopped writing, and I don't know where to stop. Lao Wu's father accompanied us for three years, led us step by step in the right direction wholeheartedly, and cared for everything with our own efforts ... We will never forget the happiness of those years in our lives.

Lao Wu's father, dry father, loves you!