If love can be booked

T City No.1 Middle School

I have forgotten my once unwavering persistence, my original intention when I was young, and even myself. Because my memories are full of bits and pieces about you, your smile, your silence, and your back that is gradually walking away.

I no longer miss the past. I haven't thought of you for a long time. My life is now filled with a group of lively and lovely children. The final exam is the most frightening thing to face. Whether it is the student days or now, I always have a deep fear of exams. The reason why I am so afraid of exams is nothing more than the thick stack of test papers and the cruel ranking between classes.

Seeing the children working hard to prepare for the exams every day, I feel both distressed and helpless. In the environment of exam-oriented education, we have no choice but to accept the exams and accept scores within 100. Parents use this standard to judge their children, so do schools and the whole society. It seems that there is no better way.

I really like to appreciate the contented smiles on students’ faces, that little sense of happiness that comes from their hearts.

I really want to tell these children that scores don’t represent everything, and the final result is not as important as imagined. As long as they can enjoy the process and make a little progress every day, it deserves praise and encouragement, isn’t it?

Looking back on the past years, I suddenly realized how important the encouragement from teachers was.

What I remember most clearly is his praise for me. When he told me in person that I had made progress in the class meeting, my heart was filled with indescribable joy and emotion.

Mr. Wang, the gentle, bespectacled male teacher, always had a friendly smile on his face. Although some people thought he was very strict, I always saw his smiling face.

In fact, my grades at that time were not outstanding, and I was even lagging behind. However, the three words "improvement" he said made me excited for several days. From that moment on, I was no longer depressed, but eager to prove to him that I was as good as he said.

Whenever I think of him, the corners of my mouth will unconsciously rise, and my heart will be filled with happiness.

There are always some people who are worth remembering, regardless of how long it takes.

"Teacher Lin, how did your class perform this time?" Zhang Guiping asked with a smile. At this moment, she and Teacher Lin were the only ones left in the huge office. It was quiet around them, as if time had stopped. The sunlight from the window shone through the gaps in the curtains, softly illuminating the entire room, but it did not make the atmosphere warmer.

Lin Xiaoxi looked at the pile of test papers on the table, frowning and complaining in her heart: "Well, overall it should be okay, I haven't had time to sort it out yet..." As she thought, she rubbed her sore eyes. It's five o'clock, are you hungry?

"It looks like you'll have to work overtime again tonight!" For teachers, the most fearful thing is students' exams, because the busiest people are often not the students, but the teachers who work silently behind the scenes. They not only need to be busy with marking and grading, but also need to gain experience from these tedious tasks in order to better guide students.

"Yes, that's right!" Teacher Lin sighed helplessly.

"It would be great if there was an automatic marking machine, especially for the composition part, that would save a lot of trouble..." She knew it was just a luxury, but she still couldn't help but fantasize about it. If there was such a machine, it would relieve a lot of pressure.

Zhang Guiping understood Lin Xiaoxi's feelings. She smiled and joked, "Haha, you young people! However, even if there are no automatic grading machines, we must take every test paper seriously. After all, it is related to the students' future." She knows very well what student exams mean to teachers. It is endless busyness and hard work, but also responsibility and commitment.

Lin Xiaoxi nodded in agreement. Although the workload was huge, as a responsible teacher, she would do her best to do every job well. At this moment, she just wanted to finish the task at hand quickly and have a good rest.

"Have you finished tidying up your desk?" Teacher Lin watched Zhang Guiping tidying up her desk and suddenly felt envious and jealous. The excellent class is indeed extraordinary, at least it can be reflected in the workload.

"Yeah." During the holidays, I can go home to spend more time with my parents and take care of my children. In people's eyes, teachers' work seems to be easy and pleasant. However, only by being there can you appreciate the busyness and depth of this job.

The sun shines through the leaves of the campus, the teacher hurried into the classroom, and a busy day begins.

On the podium, the teacher passionately explained the knowledge, and his voice echoed in the classroom. When the bell rang, the students ran out of the classroom with a sense of relief, but the teacher did not stop. They were busy correcting homework and preparing lessons for the next class.

As night falls, teachers read textbooks under the lights, silently contributing to the future of their students. Although their work is not easy, their love and responsibility for students are like a bright light, illuminating the way forward for students.

"How are we going to spend the holidays?" Young people are at the forefront of the times, and they can no longer keep up.

"Let's go home first. I haven't been home for a long time." Home is a spiritual harbor for every person who is wandering away from home. No matter how far apart we are, as long as there is love in our hearts, distance is no longer a problem.

"Teacher Lin, I have to go first. If I hadn't had something to do today, I could have stayed with you for a while longer." She suddenly remembered that her grandmother and her group of people had brought their nine-month-old little brother to visit their home, and she really wanted to see the little guy!

"It's okay, say hello to my family for me, bye." Xiao Xi said with a smile. She was the only one left in the huge office area, which seemed a bit deserted.

Buried in the test paper, the pen in my hand kept dancing. I looked out the window and saw that the sky was gradually getting dark. I felt hungry and my head was getting dizzy.

The final exam of each semester is a fierce battle.

"You haven't finished organizing yet?" She was the only one left in the huge Foreign Languages ​​Department. She kept scratching her head and hair, frowning, obviously still struggling with the test paper in front of her.

"Yeah." It's more than just unorganized. There's still a lot to be sorted out.

"I'm starving. Thank you, Mr. Zhu, for your concern." She answered as she continued to work hard. Before she knew it, a long time had passed, from one o'clock in the afternoon to now, almost six o'clock. The long hours of work made her thinking a little confused, and her mind was no longer clear.

"Have you finished grading your test papers?" She suddenly remembered that he was a math teacher, and the average score of his class was as high as 95 points. It should be easy for him to grade those test papers, right?

"Yeah." Zhu Mingjun nodded slightly.

"Really? Then can you help me?" She looked at him with pitiful eyes, as if begging for help. He had sorted everything out? And what about her? There was still a thick stack. How could the world give such a big gap?

"I still have a lot. Besides, I'm really hungry, Teacher Zhu." She believed that with this expression, the other party would soften his heart and lend a helping hand.

"Then how are you going to thank me?" Zhu Mingjun was asking for a reward. Was it necessary for her to be so pitiful? Was there any time when he didn't meet her request?

"I'll treat you to a meal." "I'll treat you to a meal." Lin Xiaoxi said. At this moment, her mind was full of the temptation of delicious food, and she couldn't wait to enjoy a sumptuous meal.

"Is that it?" Zhu Mingjun frowned slightly, obviously not satisfied with the answer.

"What else do you want?" Lin Xiaoxi widened her eyes and asked back dissatisfiedly.

"Go somewhere with me." Zhu Mingjun said softly. In fact, he just wanted to be by her side, strolling together, exploring the unknown road together, without worrying about where to return.

"Okay, okay." She murmured to herself. She should fill her stomach first, after all, the hunger has made it impossible for her to concentrate on other things.

"Let's go, didn't you say you would treat me to a meal?" Looking at her weak appearance, he couldn't help but frown. She must be really hungry, right? It's more important to reward her stomach first. This woman never knows how to take care of herself.

"Well, I'm starving." She stood up and held his arm tightly. She hadn't left the office for more than five hours and was exhausted both physically and mentally.

They walked out of the elevator together, from the third floor to the second floor, and then to the first floor lobby. They walked hand in hand all the way. Suddenly, her eyes met with someone, and they walked towards each other, and her head ached. How could she always meet him? And the one who was with him?

"Teacher Lu." She looked a little sad with her tightly clenched hands and smiling eyes. He held her hands tightly, as if he had noticed her mood changes.

"You guys are working overtime too?" Zhu Mingjun greeted with a smile, knowing that Huaying also had a heavy workload, he came to help. But he didn't expect that he still had such a big influence on her?

"Yes, Huaying still has a lot of work to do." Every time I have to work overtime with her. The workload of the Chinese subject is quite large, and I guess English is about the same, after all, it belongs to the same language category.

The look in his eyes when he looked at her was full of tenderness and concern. She was so envious that she suddenly wanted to cry. He would accompany her to work overtime.

"Teacher Lin, how's the progress over there? Shall we come and help?" He always had a special concern for her. After all, she was a student he had taught before.

Perhaps it was because she was once his student, so even though she was now standing in front of him as a teacher, he still couldn't help but think of her as the young girl she was back then.

"No, no, thank you Teacher Lu. Teacher Zhu said he would help me." Thank you for your concern, I think I still can't bear to see you happy in front of me.

I'm just a little woman who is afraid of love.

Unrequited love? Is it really time to put an end to it? Loving someone doesn't mean you have to own him, right? As long as he is well, as long as he can be well.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." The innocent little girl is gone forever.

She was no longer the naive little girl. She had always loved him deeply, and he had heard that she had been in love with him for a long time, but at that time he only regarded it as a little sister's admiration and worship for her big brother, just a pure worship.

However, he thought he could not deceive his own heart. She loved him, but he could no longer love her. He was about to get married, but she already had him by her side.

"Come on, brother." He patted Zhu Mingjun's shoulder and said to himself. Was this cheer to encourage him to continue to pursue true love, or was there another meaning? Perhaps he sincerely hoped that the two of them could eventually be together.

His back gradually disappeared at the stairs, accompanied by the sound of footsteps getting farther and farther away.

Some people seem destined to be unable to be retained, just like the figure that is gradually moving away.

Let go of his hand and walk alone in silence.

He followed her silently, never going forward to disturb her. He was willing to give her enough time and space, just hoping that she could be a little quieter, a little quieter.

He understood her worries, but still couldn't help but get caught up in them.