In the age of seven, my open trousers finally retired when I was accompanied by me six years later, and my father told me: "If you have no job, you should go to school, now you should go to school." At dusk, The father brought me back a yellow canvas bag, and when I passed the book to me, my father once again asked: "Do you want to study?" I almost didn't think about it: "I want to put cattle." Father After the words, I gave me a wide-boundless slap. I was thinking that I was thinking, I have been thinking about it, how to say that it is a skilled worker. Work also has to discuss the parties! Moreover, I don't want to be hit! In the sunny morning, I took a book bag and took my father's hand on a new job. Going into the school, the father took me to a teacher, and my father had a good attitude toward him. I pointed to a weird thing on the eyes of the teacher asked my father. The father didn't answer the teacher yet: "Be careful to protect your eyes, the eyes can be the window of the soul!" Father hurriedly took the teacher's words to start the Barger: "To the right, you see, the teacher gives the window to enjoy glass, wind and sand, safety insurance." Later I know that the thing is the glasses. At the moment of walking into the classroom, I suddenly thought of the rope on our old cocktock. I think, some things I have to ask. So I have the following dialogue and the teacher: I: Why do you want to study? Teacher: Because of learning culture. Me: Why do you want to learn culture? Teacher: Growing up to serve the people. I: Why is it to serve the people? Teacher: Because you are the people! Me: That is my own service for yourself! Teacher: ... I: How is the book reading? Teacher: Six days in a week, rest on Sunday. me! Can you rest on the class on Sundays? Teacher: This is the state stipulate! I: Can you discuss with the country? Teacher: ... After school, I will return to my home. My father asked me to study. I told my father: "Too long, work too short" and thus concluded: "Reading is not as good as letting cattle." So father's generous slap again Stroke my little face. Sunday, and the friends met on the royal family, everyone's reputation was unprecedented, and they didn't say that reading is not as good as picking cattle, and threatening to raise to the parents to return to this job. On that night, the rustle of the children was sent to the baked bakes in the sky. So I started my long reading career.
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Xinhuanet
(Editor: Zhou He)
