C7 Life Requires Love

Life sometimes needs some sympathy and all the images of the world of nature. I can hear the shouts coming from the soul. You can feel it, you can understand it, you can feel it, you can understand it, you can feel it, you can feel it, you can feel it, you can feel it, you can feel it, you can feel it... Only then did he truly understand this world, to take everything into his heart. The destiny that was named fate was also smiling. Just like the wind... The rain, the snow... Those mirror images, those happiness or sadness... They all disappeared after the dream.

Facing those blinking stars, Wu Qingluo was actually so confused about the future. She clearly did not belong to such an era.

She was the extra one. In such an era where she could not close her eyes, she did not know how long she would have to stay. She did not know what she would have to experience. What could she have changed ten years ago?

Actually, Wu Qingluo had never thought of changing history. After all, her life would be smooth in the future and there was nothing that she needed to do to start over. It was her luck to be able to meet Lin Minjia and Soong Zhiran . Some of these friends were precious treasures to her.

6th month, Xiao Feng Qingming. The warm and humid air from the south to the north should be especially comfortable from the skin to the soul. After every summer rain, the world would change its appearance. The luxuriant plants and trees. embellishing my world, and in this fresh season... I'm so depressed, during my free time... I entrusted myself to the book, to accompany the happiness of the words. He had always been calm and quiet, watching the loneliness in his heart by himself. In the season when the lotus he liked bloomed, he tapped the words on the flowing water. The story of the flowing water, the beautiful flowing time.

He didn't want to think so much anymore. Wu Qingluo gradually closed her eyes and her eyelids suddenly sank. That sleepiness lingered around her like an exorcism spell. Everything happened so quickly that it was so dramatic.

Perhaps it was because of this kind of residence that made Wu Qingluo very satisfied. She actually slept until 10 o'clock when she woke up. The sun had already hung in the middle of the sky and seemed to be smiling at the earth. After all, it was summer. Seeing such a sun... Wu Qingluo still felt very awkward. The temperature was getting hotter and hotter. She did not know what else would happen in the future.

It was just that Wu Qingluo missed Lin Minjia very much. She had never felt this way before. Perhaps people were like this. After losing them, they would realize how much they paid attention to those things in the past.

Anyway, I don't have the power to turn back. Anyway, I can't change the destiny of love that the heavens have given me. Let me hug myself alone in the autumn wind tonight, guard this pile of love ruins, hum a song that no one else can understand, and gently hang the longing in the depths of my heart and soul in the clear glow of the cold moonlight...

"Teacher Wu, Teacher Wu..." The fat manager's voice interrupted Wu Qingluo's thoughts. It was as if everything should not have started like this. Wu Qingluo had never thought about it at all. It was true that they could meet under such circumstances. Everything looked like a story and not reality. He had been immersed in the dream of missing Lin Minjia, but he was interrupted by the fat manager. It was such a cruel thing.

"Yes, Manager Liu. What's wrong?" Wu Qingluo realized that she had lost her composure. After all, she had come to work during this period of time. However, there were no students. The teacher was just flipping through the documents in her seat. There was nothing important to prepare for the lessons. He didn't know why this kind of work time was set. It was completely unreasonable.

"There's a junior high school student coming over this weekend for supplementary classes. When the time comes, you'll be the one to tutor him in mathematics. " You should be able to do it, right? " So it turns out to be a lesson arrangement. It really wasn't easy. Fatty actually had the ability to receive a list from a middle school student. This was in the education institution. It could be considered a very impressive list. Most middle school students rarely came to the education institutions for tuition. Most of them were recommended by teachers to study at the school's teachers' homes. At that time, tuition was already a common thing. It was as if whoever didn't tutoring would lose at the starting line. It was absolutely impossible not to tutoring.

Even the competition for this primary school student was incomparably huge, let alone this junior high school student. The pressure of studying was obvious. Now that the child was born, It was as if they had entered a cycle of competition. It was as if from the very beginning, his parents felt that... Their children must not lose to the starting line in all kinds of interest classes. From painting to piano, it was as if earning a multi-talented and multi-talented child from a young age was an extremely illustrious thing. This increase in physical attributes was only for the sake of studying. It could be used as a specialty, but no one could say for sure. Where was this starting line? Why couldn't they return the children a happy childhood? This was supposed to be the age of playing, but the children had to face such a dangerous pressure. I also know if it's a good thing or a bad thing... Actually, this was just a vicious cycle. If you want to fight, I want to fight with you. If you want to fight, I want to fight with you. Originally, five thousand years of history was just following the Confucianism ideology, but now, it had completely accepted the western competitive ideology. This was like a day without comparison, and there was no way to continue this day. Such a child had been so difficult since he was a child. And what he had obtained was only a disproportionate amount of harvest. It always made people feel that the gains were not worth the losses. Such an education was actually already beyond cure. It was just that no one could stand out. After all, three feet of ice was not a day of cold. Many a time, it could not be changed overnight. People were just following this kind of living environment. What they could do was... It was the survival of the fittest. Those who were not suitable were eliminated. In order to not be eliminated, what they could do was... The only thing he could do was to continuously increase his physical attributes.

Education had already become an industry, even though the country had never recognized this problem. However, education had become an industry, and the issue of education fees was a huge problem. Many children in the western region could not afford to go to school. Many students in the countryside could not afford to go to college. In some big cities, there were high school fees and sponsorship fees. There was only slave education and no talent education. It was very simple, Talent had personality, thoughts and thoughts, but slave was much simpler. They only teach you how to obey, but they don't allow you to have free thoughts and independent personalities. This was the reason why Wang Xiaobo said he wanted to be an independent pig. There was only short-sighted education and no strategic education. It was a sign that education had been mutated. "Education should be directed towards the future. Facing the world, facing the future. In fact, there was only education in terms of creeds, modes, rigidity, cliché principles, and inconsistency with life.

Today, China's education system was full of problems and difficulties. Many interest groups were involved in this, so it was quite accurate to use pulling the strings to activate the entire education system. Everyone knew that... The education system in China could be said to have ten people evaluating nine people shaking their heads. We ask for quality education every day. We want to nurture innovative talents, but... Look at our high school education, all of them only pay attention to the rate of enrollment. Every year, how many schools can be admitted into Tsinghua and Peking University? Students are buried in piles of paper all day long. To do questions, to do questions, or to do questions.

There was only an enrollment education, no quality education.

This Wu Qingluo was very strange. Why did she suddenly fall into this kind of education doctrine of China? It was as if she had fallen into this kind of education doctrine. This kind of problem was a societal problem. She was just a little worker and had nothing to do with her.