We met at the post station of life.

It is said that life is a song, I believe.

The songwriters are you and me, and we are singing together.

That was five years ago, we jointly participated in the second advanced training class (leadership class, Chinese class, math class, English class) for principals and teachers of Heilongjiang Institute of Education of Jiansanjiang Administration Bureau. As students of the Chinese advanced research class, we spent a wonderful year together in Kazakhstan. In that year, we went through three stages of theoretical study, famous school internship and action design, and experienced and grew up together in the intersection of day and night. We completed the educational mission together with the instructions of the leaders of the Administration and our educational colleagues. In the years of return, we contributed our youth and blood to our Sanjiang education.

In order to better communicate, you set up a QQ group after your return, including students from our Chinese class, experts from the Provincial Institute of Education and mentors from famous schools in Harbin. You also named it after boiled tobacco.

That day, I suddenly said in the group that you were gone, my heart suddenly trembled and my head swelled. Immediately call the cell phone to verify, tears soaked in the rim of the eye, I can not let go. Because of the accumulation of years, there are too many reluctance and helplessness.

You like literature and calligraphy very much. Shengkui, Yuedong, me and all the girls in our class know it, even the students in the second class know it. At that time, in our Chinese study class, you and Yuedong took the initiative to undertake the important task of character practice guidance, went to the bookstore to buy and copy calligraphy books for everyone, and sacrificed personal rest time to enrich everyone's extracurricular life by using 20 minutes of targeted guidance every day.

At the stage of theoretical study, teacher Liu Meimei's class was highly respected by the students of the second class. At the end of Liu Meimei's course, you wrote Yun Yi Meixiang and gave it back to teacher Liu Meimei, in order to express all the students' love for him. Cher held this volume in hand on the stage, you and teacher Liu Meimei smiled naively, we applauded vigorously off the stage, and everyone's heart was filled with heartfelt praise.

At the Tibetan-Han fraternity, you used the eight big words of affection to lead the snow and friendship to the Longjiang to express your deep friendship for the Tibetan school education colleagues, which suddenly narrowed the distance between our Longjiang people and our Tibetan compatriots, and reminded me of singing, dancing and taking pictures with the headmaster of Tashi and other parties.

At the New Year's Day fraternity of Chunyi Ice City and Love Sanjiang, our Chinese study class created and edited programs. Your calligraphy performance, Cher's poem recitation creation "feeling full of Ice City", Lei Ming's class song "Pingju", Wang Dandan's song "28 Butterflies", everyone's collective rhythmic gymnastics performance

Over the past year, the days of study and study have been very difficult, but we have gained the joy from the growth of our education major. While appreciating the elegant demeanor of famous schools, we are closer to famous teachers. Ideological edification, emotional edification, let us go more firmly to education

Over the past five years, we have always returned to that moment, which is not only the complex of education, but also the longing for the future.

I am very concerned about Beidahuang.com Beidahuang education, because here are our works of Beidahuang education people's original ecology. In browsing teachers' small columns, I often see your small essays with philosophical thoughts, interpreting education, talking about life, whipping bad social phenomena, eulogizing life. But "Moonlight smokes dreams", "move real life with one heart", "miscellaneous feelings of life", "my life of reading and writing" these may be the last articles I have seen.

Who can imagine that so far in the teaching post, the work is still very comfortable! Does it mean anything for you to leave?

You're gone, suddenly, heartbreaking.

In order to remember, can not help but shed tears on the keyboard.

Author: Lei Ming