Colorful years

When Teacher Hu finished reading the last paragraph of the essay, it read, "Your love is like a bright lamp in the darkness, illuminating my path forward; your selfless dedication is like the stars in the vast universe, brilliant and dazzling."

Thank you for giving me life, love, and care. In the days to come, I will repay your nurturing kindness with all my efforts, strive to become a useful person to the country and the people, and make you proud and happy!

The once quiet classroom suddenly erupted as if struck by a thunderbolt, bursting into thunderous applause like a torrential downpour.

The applause was deafening, as if it would lift the entire roof off.

Sitting in the corner, her cousin San San's eyes were wide open, her face full of amazement. She lowered her voice and whispered, "Wow, Cong Cong's essay is absolutely amazing!"

Li Hua, who was sitting at the same table with her, nodded repeatedly and chimed in, "That's right! What kind of brain does he have? How can he hold so many vivid and descriptive words? It's truly admirable!"

As soon as the bell rang, it was like opening a floodgate. The boys, whose grades were above average, rushed to Congcong's side like arrows released from a bow.

Their faces were full of anticipation, and their eyes shone with a thirst for knowledge.

Xiaoqiang couldn't contain his curiosity. He frowned slightly and asked with a puzzled expression, "Congcong, your essays are so well written. You must have read a lot of books outside of class, right? Tell us about them!"

Xiao Ming, who was standing to the side, was even more impatient. He kept rubbing his hands together and eagerly interjected, "Yes, yes, if you have any particularly good extracurricular reading materials, you must recommend them to us. It would be best if you could lend them to us so we can learn from them too."

Faced with a barrage of questions from his classmates, Congcong suddenly felt a little lost.

These questions were difficult for him to answer, since the reason he was able to write such a wonderful essay was not due to the reasons that everyone imagined.

Should I tell them it's because of the powerful genes inherited from my ancestors and that I have memories of two lifetimes? Who would believe that?

So Congcong had no choice but to pretend to be impatient and give a perfunctory reply: "Oh dear, it's really not what you think. My family is dirt poor, where would I get the spare money to buy those books to read? I've just heard a few more stories than you."

Without a doubt, the wonderful and fascinating stories that his grandfather and father told him have made an indelible contribution to the improvement of his current writing skills.

These stories are like a magic key, unlocking the door to his imagination and infusing his literary world with boundless vitality and creativity.

"Hmph, so selfish! If you don't want to tell us, fine!" Xiao Fan muttered unhappily, then grabbed Xiao Qiang and Xiao Ming's hands tightly, turned around and left without looking back.

Their figures gradually faded into the distance, leaving behind a trail of desolate dust that drifted slowly in the air.

At that moment, Li Hua, who was leisurely strolling not far away, happened to witness all of this.

Her bright eyes, like twinkling stars in the night sky, keenly captured every detail.

Especially when Congcong's slightly helpless words, "Where would I get the spare money to buy books to read?" reached her ears, her heart trembled slightly.

The words San San had once told her instantly came to mind: Cong Cong's family was indeed poor and destitute, and they often struggled to even have enough to eat.

Thinking of this, Li Hua couldn't help but feel pity.

Her bookshelves are overflowing with thousands of books of all kinds, many of which are suitable for primary and secondary school students.

A bold idea suddenly popped into my head: why not take this opportunity to select some books for Congcong to read? Perhaps it could help him broaden his horizons and increase his knowledge, thus enabling him to make further progress in his studies!

Just as Li Hua was lost in her thoughts, a clear and melodious school bell suddenly rang out, like a clear spring flowing by, interrupting her thoughts.

She snapped out of her daze and quickly hurried towards the classroom...