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He, Yan An, and Kuang Xia attended elementary school in the village.

This dilapidated elementary school was run by an old man from a big city. He and his wife have been teaching every class to the children in the village since they were young. He even bought a lot of books with his own money. Just to let the children who have never walked out of the deep mountains know that there are many wonderful things in the world.

But later I heard that the old man accidentally fell from the roof during the rainy season and died on the spot.Not long after, the old man's wife also went with him. It is said that she turned white overnight, and the old man's grandson also disappeared after the funeral of the old man.

"Can we stop coming to the library to play every time?" Yan An doesn't like reading, and prefers to go to the playground to play football and basketball on weekdays, making him sweaty.

"Shh, that's all. We'll leave after we're done." He signaled Yan An to lower his voice. There are still many people here who are buried in reading or doing their homework.

Kuang Xia glanced at the four-frame cartoon, and whispered, "Shall we go play by the pond later?"

"Do you remember the last time you were cut by your grandpa?" He frowned. There have been several accidents over the pond, and the adults have been telling them not to go there.

Yan An's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "Just walk around, just don't get into the water. I wanted to do the whole swing over there last time, let's do it together today."

Yan An's voice was too loud, and he was urging him excitedly, so he could only finish the last point hastily and leave with them with his schoolbag on his back.

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[I went back to the elementary school for a stroll today, and I also went to the pond where we used to play twice. ]

"Hey, hello. Thank you very much for donating so many books to us. We have just finished counting these two days, and we are currently sending a few teachers who are free to sort them out. Would you like to go to the library to take a look? Maybe It's a little messy."

This elementary school is no longer the dilapidated one he remembered. He heard that there was a love fund to donate money to this elementary school, and the county also gave great support. too much difference.

"Libraries have changed a lot."

"Hey, yes, this is what Mr. Shu said before he passed away. We can't save money here. Every year we buy a batch of books suitable for children, and we also order a lot of magazines and newspapers for interested children to read. We Now let the class teachers hold a book meeting every two weeks, so that the children can passively and actively go to see the outside world."

"After all, this place is still deep in the mountains. Although it is much better than before, the traffic is still not very convenient."

Looking at the spacious and bright library and self-study room, he said with emotion: "But it's really much better."

"It's an honor, it shows that our efforts are not in the wrong direction."

[The primary school has really changed a lot. The children all have beautiful and exquisite school uniforms, which are not much different from the usual primary schools seen in the city.Maybe the faculty is still relatively weak, but I heard from them that every year, some fresh graduates from normal universities and even some teachers with old qualifications choose to come here to teach for several years, even ten years, or decades.

Before I came from City B, I donated all my books here under my pseudonym.Come here to have a look, it can be regarded as the last worry, this place will get better and better.

The pond is still the same as before, green and lush, but a small pavilion was built on the pond, and it is said that some old people will come here to play chess and enjoy the coolness.The swing we used to build is still there, but one of the ropes has been broken and we can no longer play. ]

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The three of them spent several days looking for materials to make the swing.

Yan An dug out two unused thick ropes full of dust from his warehouse, Kuang Xia dug out some tools and parts from his own house, and he brought the bench with a broken leg at home.

The three people, each of them small, tossed and tossed about this swing for a long time, and even had to seek the help of adults, and finally they were able to make this small swing appear.

"It's just enough for the three of us to sit on. I don't know if it's strong enough, or if it will collapse." Kuang Xia looked at the light swing with a little worry, "Let's try it one by one? It doesn't look too high from the ground, It won't hurt too much if you fall."

The fact is, this swing is very strong, worthy of being produced by the skillful master in the village.

When they were in elementary school, the three of them would often sit on it and dangle together, laughing and joking. In junior high school, it was Yan An who pushed him and Kuang Xia to dangle, and Kuang Xia would send out a string every time they flew into the sky. Pleasant laughter; in high school, there were only him and Kuang Xia left, and they would chat about puberty troubles here, but Yan An never came again.

After high school, the pond fell silent again.

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[It's nice here, and I would like to stay here longer if I can.

Fu Ruibai. ]