?Theoretically speaking, weekends are supposed to be a time for students to rest. However, this is just a theory. It is really difficult for you to have a normal weekend these days. Like other key schools, Wutong Middle School has to hold classes as usual on Saturdays in order to maintain its enrollment rate.
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In the playground, under the huge sycamore tree, many students took advantage of their break time to play in the shade. Throwing sandbags, playing football, skipping rope, playing cards, these energetic students can always come up with all kinds of novel games.
At this time, if someone can change his perspective, abandon the common sense established since childhood, and observe the sycamore tree from a perspective different from ordinary people, he will be able to discover some novel creatures. On a slender branch of the sycamore tree, a small figure was lying on the branch. She looked at the 'people' running around below with some interest.
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"On the sycamore tree in the center of the old playground of Wutong Middle School, a young girl, only the size of an ordinary person's hand, was lying on a branch, blinking, looking at the middle school students under the sycamore tree with interest. Her figure has a somewhat transparent illusion, like a virtual image, and the line of sight can pass through her translucent body.
When the school bell rang, students quickly returned to the classroom.
This seemingly unreal elf looked away in disappointment. She stood up and jumped among the branches.
From time to time she jumped into the air to greet the sun.
After the sunlight passed through her body, it diffused endless colors, which was very conspicuous, but destined to be ignored by no one. She stretched out her hand and pointed, and the huge sycamore tree trembled slightly, as if it was enduring something else. She stroked the trunk of the tree worriedly, and tapped the void with her finger. A ball of green light flew out from her body, and the ball of light then decomposed in the air. It turns into dots of emerald green light, converging on every leaf.
The sycamore tree is a little more energetic, and its green leaves are trembling slightly in the sun.
And that illusory elf She was a little tired and slowly fell asleep under the tender leaves.
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For these students under the tree, the reason for choosing to play here is just that it is cooler.
But for the girl in the tree, their arrival brings little joy to her.
Seeing other people¡¯s smiles makes me feel happy, listening to other people¡¯s voices makes me feel happy, watching other people¡¯s games makes me feel happy.
¡Happiness is actually a very simple and innocent emotion.
When you are satisfied, this emotion will naturally appear.
A long time ago she was just a tree, she didn¡¯t understand anything and couldn¡¯t think. The ability to absorb the nutrients that the roots come into contact with, absorb the moisture in the soil, and absorb the sunlight At that time, this was everything to her. But in the past ten years, she has begun to realize her existence.
Every day, every day, I listen to the sound of reading coming from a house not far away. She knew she was born, and in the sound of learning as the main melody, she also began to learn. From knowing nothing at first, she learned the language to communicate with others and learned to express her feelings. She knew that time was passing and that she knew space. is changing.
A long time ago, when she first learned human language, she liked to listen to lectures by humans called teachers. She is smart and can calculate the correct result when no one else understands
In a short period of time, she has learned all the knowledge taught in this school.
However, the more she knew, the stronger her inner desire became. She also longed to be like those before her, to go out of campus and see this wonderful world. She wants to know whether the mountains are high, she wants to know whether the sea is vast, and she wants to know whether human civilization is as wonderful as what is taught in the book!
but. She can't.
She is just a sycamore tree, and she is just the spirit born in this sycamore tree.
She can only move within a hundred meters around the sycamore tree. Beyond this distance, she will disappear.
Just like falling asleep, you will wake up from the sycamore tree a few days later.
¡®Ah, it would be great if I could become a real monster sometime. As long as I successfully transform, I can leave here like a human being. That would be fun. ¡¯
In her deep sleep, she felt her body.
At the top of the tree crown, she saw the sun rising gradually.
The bright sunshine seems not as warm as it was some time ago.
The light that could have allowed me to stretch my branches and cheer up my spirit seemed a little hot.
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¡®Hey, that guy is here again. ¡¯ Seeing the figure in the distance, she became excited.
On a sunny afternoon, Li Qingye held a kettle and watered the sycamore tree.
¡°Hahaha, it¡¯s so itchy~~¡± The tree spirit flew over from the young leaves.
She jumped under the water like a small waterfall, raised her face, and bathed in the water.
Over the past year or so, the tree spirit has become familiar with this girl.
Every afternoon, she would water it. When she was bored, she would always say some unintelligible words. And every time she came to water it, she did it like this, and the drops of water gave her a wonderful feeling of being rained on.
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"Alas, I finally fooled you through the last home visit."
"I was really careless. I actually let the teacher seize the opportunity. Please be more careful during the next exam."
"You say, is it a very unfortunate thing to be a tree? If you don't have help from someone, you can never move and can only stay in one place? But, maybe this is not bad, because then you don't have to think about those bad things. ¡±
"Fortunately, fortunately, if I really need a home visit, where can I go to find my grandparents"
Every time the girl finished watering, she would always talk to herself for a while under the tree. She didn't know what the specific meaning was, but she always felt that there was something in it that she didn't understand The girl on the tree tilted her head, Sitting on Aoba's shoulders.
Although she didn¡¯t quite understand what those words meant, it didn¡¯t stop her from feeling those emotions.
Some of them are somewhat somewhat and fortunate.
"Qingye, class is about to start! Hurry up"
"I'm coming."
"Ah, by the way, I forgot the gift." Seeing Qingye preparing to leave, the tree spirit hurriedly rushed into the trunk and took out a drop of emerald green and crystal clear liquid: "Don't walk so fast." She came out By that time, Qingye had walked more than a hundred meters and had left her range of activities.
"Aoba!"
"??" Qingye stopped, and just now, a call came from behind. She turned around and looked back, but there was no one there?
She didn¡¯t notice that the moment she turned back, the drop of emerald green and crystal liquid fell into the center of her eyebrows.
She didn't feel anything except a slight chill.
By the way, I have felt this feeling before, many times.
"Stupid Qingye, if you don't hurry up, we will be late. We won't wait for you next time!!!" Seeing Qingye stop, her friend ran over aggressively, took her hand and walked to the classroom. Run. The bellhas already rung.
"Huhu, finally it's too late~" The little tree spirit girl breathed a sigh of relief after throwing out the drop of emerald green liquid.
She has heard a lot of knowledge here over the years, and she has insisted on it herself. Those who help others should be rewarded, and those who can persist in watering her for a year and a half should also be rewarded by her.
She is a newly born tree spirit, a somewhat illusory fairy with nothing to give in return. Only after practicing, I collected some morning dew, stained with the essence of the moon and the sun, and used my demonic power to brew a small pot in the heart of the tree.
Every time Qingye watered her, the tree spirit would give her some water.
"Haha, as long as you keep using this, Qingye will definitely become smarter and smarter, and there will be no problem in learning, don't worry!"
After Qingye left, the tree spirit returned to the tree.
There was no one on the playground, and when the bell rang, everyone dispersed.
Lying on a tree trunk, she stared at the dead leaves falling from the tree crown with confusion and worry on her face.
Spring has just passed, and it is not yet midsummer.
The originally green sycamore leaves have begun to wither in large areas. It is not obvious from the bottom of the tree, but from the teaching building not far away, the crown of the sycamore tree in the old playground has withered and turned yellow, leaving some traces in the green color of summer. Violation!
"Husband, is there anything else you can do? Now we have all the money we can get. If it doesn't work, we will sell the house in the city center." His wife's haggard voice made Luo Xing regretful, and he felt even more confused. . Do you really want to sell your house or car? In this case, what's the point of struggling for so many years? The children have already gone abroad, which is a huge expense every month. The wife will also be helpless
"Can't sell!"
The location of that house is quite good. He originally planned to give it to his son when he got married. How could he do it like this!
"Hey, if we can borrow it from relatives, we should be able to raise the money."
"Forget it, their children used to have a relationship with me to go to school, and they were?You scolded me a lot, how can you help me now? It¡¯s good if you didn¡¯t see the joke! "Luo Xing sighed with emotion when he thought of his upright and awe-inspiring face at that time.
"Then we have to try, otherwise even if we raise the money to pay off the debt, we won't be able to survive the rest of our lives. It's not like you don't know how much money Li'er spends every month in the UK!"
"Okay, okay, I will find a way, don't worry."
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Putting down the phone, Luo Xing breathed a sigh of relief.
Because of his own reasons, the whole family was in such a predicament. He felt extremely uncomfortable, and his regret was tormenting his heart all the time. What use is the original persistence and integrity in this predicament? ?
"Principal Luo, can I come in?" This young teacher is from the Finance Department.
"come in,"
Luo Xing put away his bad mood and tried to look as natural as possible.
"Teacher Yu, what's the matter? I still have some things to deal with here." He pointed to the documents beside him, looking elegant and gentle.
"Principal, please come with me."
"What's matter?"
"The principal also knows about the sycamore tree in the middle of our old playground. Many leaders personally sent it when the school was founded. But now" Yu Yu looked sad, "The sycamore tree seems to be sick, and the leaves have withered. A big piece.¡±
"Huh?" Luo Xing's heart suddenly lit up and he asked eagerly: "Take me to see it quickly. After so many years of school establishment, this sycamore tree can be said to be the symbol of our school, so there can be no problems."
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You can see the old playground from the side of the office building. You can see that the canopy of the sycamore tree that covers half of the playground is much smaller. There are also large areas of withered yellow among the originally green sycamore leaves. It is not obvious from under the tree, but it is never far away. Looking from the top of the teaching building here, we can see that the top of Uncle Wutong in the old playground has withered and turned yellow, which is definitely something wrong in the green color of summer!
"Ah, it looks like this sycamore tree will not survive." Luo Xing sighed, as if he felt pity for it.
Teacher Yu turned around, a little confused.
Can¡¯t be saved?
Principal Luo obviously didn't care about Teacher Yu's opinion. After looking at it for a while, he waved his hand and said, "Teacher Yu, you have to call the board of directors later and tell them that the plants around the school have become necrotic in large areas and funds need to be allocated to replace them." !¡±
"Principal, I think we should find some professionals to take a look first. Maybe we can save her life." Teacher Xiao Yu is also from Wutong Middle School and has deep feelings for this sycamore tree that has been used as a symbol since the school was founded. This time I reported this situation to Luo Xing because I wanted the principal to find professionals to treat Wu Pain.
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"No, no, in fact, it's okay to replace this tree. We can take this opportunity to plant some sycamores in the school. Don't you think this is more in line with the name of Wutong Middle School?" Luo Xing stretched out his right hand and pointed. A circle around the old playground: "If the old playground and the green belt were replaced with sycamore trees, it would look great."
"" Yu Yu, the young female teacher, also noticed something. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but looking at Luo Xing's interested expression, she stopped talking.
With extremely ordinary qualifications, she can become an important member of this college. She naturally has her own support. It's one thing for your family members to take care of your relationship, and it's also another thing for you to be cautious in your words and deeds. At this moment, her experience clearly told her: this Principal Luo is not as honest as the rumors say.
If she spoke again, she would only cause trouble for herself. She lowered her head.
Are you smart?
No, she just doesn't want to cause trouble.
She chose to remain silent. This is the reality. Even if you have the intention to change some bad things, without the corresponding status, it is just a delusion in your mind. Most people who put their dreams into practice will only suffer a bloody blow when faced with various obstacles, and those who succeedare very few.
"But you are right. If you replace it without treatment, it would be a bit unpleasant to say it out loud." Principal Luo nodded thoughtfully, and after a while he said, "Teacher Xiaoyu, tomorrow You go to the Forestry Bureau, find Jiang Cheng, tell him about the situation, and ask him to come over."
"OK, all right."
"You should know what I'm going to say."
"Don't worry, Principal Luo, I know what to say."
¡°That¡¯s good, thank you for your hard work.¡±
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The next day, the school prepared to replant sycamore trees.The news spread quietly.
Because there is no basis for it, most people don¡¯t care.