Early in the morning on July 15, 1991, the Yutong bus that Chang Wu Xingping came to pick up the students was parked in front of the teaching building of the Teachers College. The bus from Bin County to pick up the students had not yet arrived. At that time, there was a shortage of teachers in the mountainous areas. According to the coordination between the Ministry of Education and Engineering of the Teachers College and the county education bureaus, from the 14th to the 15th, each county concentrated on welcoming the graduating students back to their hometowns. After returning home, each county education bureau will organize the registration process. At this point, the 1988 graduates have completed the required courses and skills after three years of diligent study, and have entered the society and begun to preach and teach while standing on a three-foot podium. Since our class of students graduated in the early summer of 1991, they are also called the Class of 1991.
It was drizzling when we started that day. I had a simple breakfast and gave the remaining meal tickets and odd items that I didn’t need to take away with me. The younger classmates who came to see me off, or the fellow students from the Provincial Coal School and the Provincial Finance School who came to see me off. At that time, I gave my beloved "Gem Flower" radio that won the film review award in my sophomore year to a township party member who was studying in the School of Finance, as a historical witness of the friendship between fellow township party members. After getting the graduation certificate, we packed our bags and gathered in the front yard to wait for the county bus to pick us up and return home.
(3) Ups and downs of working life
That day, the county sent two cars to pick up 38 of us graduates. A Yutong bus was carrying people, and a Jiefang brand car came to salute them. 36 of our classmates took a minibus and returned to the Beidajie Education Bureau around 2 p.m. We signed up at the simple education bureau office dripping with rain, filled out the registration form, and waited patiently for our luggage. At this time, the weather suddenly changed and it started to rain heavily. Dozens of people gathered together, going in and out, complaining, constantly cursing heaven and earth, the salute car, and the Education Bureau. Some female classmates who couldn't sit still were walking back and forth on the uneven brick floor of the bureau office, making the people wandering in panic; an older boy was sucking the seven-cent "sheep" one after another. The smoke makes people choke and make their throats feel itchy. During the more than three hours from the moment we entered the Education Bureau to the time we were greeted and returned in the salute car, the entire Education Bureau was very unfriendly and indifferent to us. We, who thought talents were valuable, were greatly insulted. The leaders and officials of the bureau, big and small, are like mummies, turning a blind eye to us. Faced with our wet and pitiful condition, no one came to ask for help. A few of our classmates with bad tempers shouted loudly about the injustice and anger in their hearts. This scene lasted until the arrival of the salute car, and then it came to an end.
At around 5 p.m., my classmate Yang Cheng and two other classmates escorting the car arrived at the Education Bureau in a salute car. Because they were sitting in the cargo box of a large open car, they were hit by a heavy rainstorm while walking in Liquan. The tarpaulin on the car was blown up and five centimeters of rainwater accumulated in the car box. While the car was driving, the accumulated water in the car washed away the luggage in the car from time to time. Bundles of bedding, books and other luggage were soaked in the rain and became disfigured. The entire car was like a broken ship moving forward in the wind and rain, swaying. Shake. Yang Cheng and the others were soaked in the rain, and their soaked clothes tightly wrapped around their bodies from the neck down, wrapping them like two strong banana trees with sharp angles. The wet hair clung to the rain-washed head, and water drops kept falling. At this time, Yang Cheng's face was expressionless, his glasses were tilted on his face, and his two sneakers were tied up with laces and hung around his neck, looking very embarrassed.
Before the car stopped, a group of people rushed over and began to sort their luggage in the rain. Since no one was under unified command, the scene of unloading the luggage was very chaotic. It took more than an hour to unload all the luggage into the car. Faced with beddings and book boxes filled with rainwater, the girls were helpless and called outside the bureau office to ask family members or migrant workers for help. When it got dark, we, a group of students who had been beaten by the wind and rain, left the Education Bureau with our bodies full of humiliation and exhaustion. The huge courtyard finally became quiet, and everything was in a mess. Some scattered cardboard boxes containing books were thrown haphazardly into the stagnant water in the yard, expressing the sorrow of abandonment to the people living in this compound.
No one can predict the fate of us people. Waiting for us will be the powerful figures in charge of the education sector in this ancient county. They are a group of cold-blooded mechanical operators with rigid ideas. They will definitely not care about our feelings. They will arrange us according to traditional methods. Go wherever they think is best. This is the harsh reality of society. Even if we are a hundred unwilling, we must surrender and accept it willingly. At this time, I remembered what Teacher Wang Junmin told me when I left school, "When you return to society, you have to tuck your tail between your legs and behave like a human being. No place will protect you like the school." Teacher Wang's insightful words The advice is like an old woman's sincere advice to her daughter who is about to marry far away, which is sad and unforgettable.
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is August 20th, and the summer study session for primary and secondary schools in the county has begun. Except for a few related students in our group who were assigned to Binzhong Chengguan Middle School, most of the remaining students were assigned by the Education Bureau to teach in junior high schools in their respective towns based on their address and place of origin.
I am from Quanjiaqiao, Yongping. Naturally, I took my allocation documents and returned to my hometown, Yongping Middle School, to register, and started my eight-year teaching career.
I wanted to register here, take classes for one or two semesters, leave, and go to the city to find another career. Unexpectedly, this piece of land, like a magnet, firmly attached my inexperienced feet to it, making it difficult to move even an inch. It made me live and breathe the flowers, plants and trees here, and I worked there for eight years. Teaching in Yongpingyuan, I experienced two stages of teaching. The first stage was in Yongping Middle School. From August 1911 to July 1994, I taught here for the first time. For three years, because I was not favored by the principal, I was always a teacher in the first and second grades of junior high school. The second stage is divided into two periods, totaling five years. First, I taught Chinese for the third grade graduating class in the Han family's nine-year system, from August 1994 to July 1997, three years. Here, I received great care from the township party committee and government, and won the first place in the county in 1995 in the third grade of Chinese language studies. Later, he was hired back to teach at Yongping Middle School, from August 1997 to March 1999, a total of two years. Before the end of March 1999, he was seconded to the Education Section of the County Education Bureau to engage in secretarial writing and secondary education management. During this secondment, I was fully recognized by the main leaders and supervisors of the Education Bureau with my good writing skills. I shouldered the mission of writing materials for the bureau. I left the three-foot podium that I had been working on for eight years and started my career of giving up teaching and entering politics. career. It was here that I started, devoted myself to writing, cultivated my moral character, started to learn to deal with the political circles, started to enter the real society, and started to socialize to enrich my experience and increase my knowledge.
Although I didn’t teach for a long time, it left me with a lot of things to think about. During this period, there was a fierce collision between old and new ideas, which even became incompatible with each other later. The principal of Yongping Middle School at that time was a student of the deputy director of the Education Bureau. He had been in power here for many years and had a lot of intricate connections. Although the teaching level of this school leader is acceptable, his methods are traditional and he is not easy to accept new things. He is critical of young students like us, and often curses us with the catchphrase of "he is from a major". Very disgusted with us. Therefore, no matter how hard we try our best to teach and spend our efforts to educate students in class, we will be excluded and suppressed, and we have never been able to set an example for excellence. When inspected by superiors, we are always the target of criticism. Over time, the anger that had accumulated in our hearts finally triggered a fierce ideological confrontation because the school used our salary to pay for the tax owed by the father of a colleague named Chang on Murakami's fruit trees.
? On the surface, the trigger of this incident was a conflict caused by the township party committee’s unreasonable deduction of the salaries of 27 teachers in the school to offset the special fruit forest tax. In essence, it was a long-term control and control between school leaders and teachers. caused a struggle. It stands to reason that it is a matter of course for villagers to contract orchards and pay special fruit tax. However, for some unknown reason, the principal personally agreed to the decision of the rude township party committee secretary without consulting the teachers. Three months of teachers' salary was taken away, leaving us young people who had just graduated with a monthly salary of 1,560 yuan, suddenly unable to make ends meet. For this reason, the principal even made wild remarks at the weekly meeting, scolding us that if we don’t produce results in teaching, why should we get paid? We deserve to starve to death.
We can't figure it out. We are people's teachers, assigned by the organization, and we are not someone's slaves. This is not Huang Shiren's family world either? It’s only half a semester since school started, how can we say we can’t achieve results in teaching? We are not convinced. We think this is a typical feudal bully behavior.
Through this incident, the conflict between us and the school further deepened, and the principal began to put small shoes on us. I remember that at the end of my second and third year of teaching, I took the county test and my scores were all above average in the county. However, the principal always embarrassed me in terms of lesson plan preparation and daily follow-up, and even took advantage of my grades. I wrote articles in class about "students are too active", "class activities are too many", "students' results are unreal", etc. Sometimes I even went to the class to punish students randomly, which made me very passive. Although the teaching results of the classes I lead are always among the first or second in the same grade, my class has never been rated as an outstanding class collective. This phenomenon lasted until the opening day of the school sports meeting in June 1995, before it changed. I clearly remember that the school sports meeting officially opened at nine o'clock that day. At about 8:30 a.m., a strong wind suddenly blew several iron-framed signs at the sports meeting towards several children who were playing under the rostrum. At this time, the flagpole next to the rostrum also fell in mid-air, and the lives of the children playing were in danger. . At this time, I had just finished using the toilet and walked to the playground. Seeing this scene, I ran and shouted, calling the four or five students who were chatting on the playground, to run towards the fallen flagpole and the big iron sign that was about to fall over, and fill the sand pit with sports games. The shovel shoveling the sand pushed the skewed iron sign and flagpole aside, and several students quickly ran away from the scene of the accident with their children in their arms. In the end, the fallen flagpole and iron plate pushed me to the ground. My arm was seriously injured, and the leg of a student in my class was also firmly pinned down. The parents of the children who were saved later sent them banners to express their gratitude. At that sports meeting, my class was awarded the advanced collective of "Model Moral Education Pacesetter". My class and I suddenly became a model for the whole school, which was extremely good. Due to the discussion, the school leaders gave me a few lukewarm compliments at the meeting, but I sounded weird. I didn’t know what their true intentions were, so they just laughed about it, thinking it was a kind of comfort, and they didn’t Don't worry about whether you like it or not.
On the eve of the final exam this year, the composition teaching research team of the city and county education bureau came to our school and asked me by name to see my composition review and lecture plan. Monk Zhang Er was confused and very unhappy. I happily gave the composition lesson plans of the past three or four years to the research team together with the compositions of outstanding students in my class. After reviewing the composition review lesson plans and student essays I provided, we held a simple discussion, and the teaching and research team affirmed my composition review. A week later, "Xianyang Teaching Research" promoted my composition teaching method throughout the city, and I once again became a minor celebrity in my hometown middle school. But the principal seemed unhappy. He never gave me any positive affirmation at the meeting. He said behind his back that I was "a showboat and would mislead the students!" Such an environment gave people a feeling of "dark clouds threatening to destroy the city." The heavy, cold atmosphere that hit my face gave me unprecedented overload pressure, which made me breathless. It often made me have the instinct to skip school to survive. Just imagine, in such an environment, how can I be in a good mood and devote myself to teaching and educating people?
In the fall of 1994, the Binxian County Education Bureau implemented the first round of teacher recruitment system. My head was bigger than Doudu because before the summer vacation, Principal Li said at the meeting: "This teacher recruitment , The right lies in the school. Don’t say that you are good at teaching. I don’t like any of them. Who knows what the situation is? It’s better to find a way out early.” I didn’t take it seriously after hearing this. Go, ignore it, ignore it, and enjoy my summer vacation with peace of mind. On August 20, the recruitment registration for Yongping Middle School ended. Several colleagues and I did not submit applications to the school. On the morning of the 21st, several applicants from other towns came to fill the vacancies for which we had not submitted applications. We have no positions here at all.
After the county-wide recruitment is over, according to the Education Bureau’s documents, there is only one result waiting for us, and that is: waiting for employment. Those who are waiting for employment are teachers who are not wanted by each school. The Education Bureau will uniformly fill the vacancies in each school, and the salary will be reduced by one level. If you are still waiting for someone to be hired in the next round of recruitment, you will have to let go. I am the kind of person who says "a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water". It doesn't matter, I will still eat when I need to eat and sleep when I need to. I know very clearly the principle of "the arm cannot twist the thigh". The power lies in the hands of the principal. What can I do? I have no choice but to leave it to fate and rest wherever it gets dark.
This recruitment of teachers in Yongping Middle School seems to be vigorous, but the actual candidates for teachers in this school are not very ideal, and the situation is not optimistic either. Seven or eight of us, the backbone of the discipline, left at once. They are: Bai Wanyong and Che Mingli, who taught mathematics in the second grade, entered Chengguan Middle School; Li Bingyao and Cheng Ning, who taught mathematics in the third grade, entered Bin Middle School; Zhao Hong, who taught English in the third grade, is the principal's brother-in-law. Because the two of them couldn't get along on weekdays, they went to Shuilian Middle School; history teacher Gao Xiang simply changed jobs and went to Qianyong Expressway to work in journalism; and geography teacher Chang Junhong also moved to the city. This result was unexpected by the school. With so many key teachers gone, the school’s teaching staff has been seriously weakened. This year, for Yongping Middle School's Chinese, English, Mathematics, Physics and other courses, all the original teachers were transferred, and the new teachers were all candidates for employment in the newly divided schools of the County Education Bureau. The students could not accept it all of a sudden. There is no cooperation in the classroom, and the teaching performance of each subject plummets. That year, in the county's final unified examination, the school's scores in the three subjects of Chinese, Mathematics, and English were all at the lower end of the county. The school's leadership team was interviewed collectively by the Education Bureau and given a notice of criticism. There was a lot of criticism in the society, and they were very dissatisfied with this recruitment. They all thought that good teachers like us were being squeezed out. For a while, the school fell into a desperate situation. It can be seen that no matter where the education and teaching management is, it must be based on stability. We must always grasp the general tone of "making progress while maintaining stability" to ensure the continuous and healthy advancement of education work and to improve the overall quality of the two teams step by step. Quality can achieve a great improvement in the quality of education. This is the first and minimum teaching policy that any education and teaching administrator should abide by. If anyone does not abide by this rule, he or she will be spurned by teachers and students, and he or she will be punished accordingly.
"? A good person will have a peaceful life, and the mountains will not change and the water will turn." On August 23, for the first time since I started teaching, I received immense respect from several leaders, which made me feel the supreme glory of being a teacher. This morning, I had just eaten breakfast and was drinking tea in the dormitory. At this time, three people walked in and introduced themselves: They were Lan Senlin, secretary of the Hanjiajia Party Committee, Liu Guodong, the township mayor, and Li Cunliang, principal of the Hanjia Nine-Year School. They invited me to teach in Hanjiajia and asked me if I was willing. If you want to go, just pack up and leave, the country jeep will be waiting at the gate. At that time, the Han family was very poor and was a well-known backwater in the county. The school's teaching conditions were not at the same level as Yongping Middle School, and few people went to teach there. But when I saw the township secretary and mayor personally coming to invite me, I was somewhat moved. For this reason, I gladly accepted their sincere invitation. After packing up their bags, the few leaders who came with them ate mutton steamed buns in Yongping Street and went to the Han family's nine-year system.
It doesn’t matter if I go there, I just took over the graduating class of the third grade of junior high school with only 15 students. This place is poor. In previous years, there were about 50 students in the first year of junior high school, a few left to work in the second year of junior high school, and another 23 were lost. By the third year of junior high school, there were only about 20 students left. In the summer of 1995, several groups of beekeepers from Sichuan came to the Han family. More than ten students from poor families followed the beekeepers, so that when the fall semester started, only 15 students were left in the third grade of junior high school. Once it comes, make peace with it. Just do it, and secretly made up your mind: "We will never go back on what we promised." "We must give ourselves credit, and we must give credit to the township party committee, government and school leaders who specially hired me to teach. They trust me, and I I must have excellent results and surpass Yongping Middle School in the next year's high school entrance examination." After making this determination, I worked hard, tried my best, and worked overtime. With the joint efforts of all the teachers and the tenacious struggle of 15 students, the thousand-year-old iron tree blossomed. This year, the Han family's nine-year junior high school Chinese language class I taught won the county's high school entrance examination excellent rate and average score tied for first place in junior high school Chinese. I was selected by the China Education Society Middle School Chinese Teaching Research Association, Xianyang City The CPPCC and the Bin County Party Committee and County Government were awarded the honorary titles of "Excellent Teacher" and "Advanced Individual in Educational Quality". In December of that year, I submitted an academic paper to the National Chinese Language Association with the title "From "One Point of Destiny" to "Comprehensive Development", and I was hired as a member of the National Middle School Chinese Language Teaching Research Association. From March to June of the following year, I published two self-written articles in two books: "Appreciation of Famous Ancient Poems in Middle Schools" and "Collection of Essays on Contemporary Education and Teaching" published by the Chinese Language Society; in October of the same year, I published He was invited to participate in the sixth annual meeting of the Chinese Language Association Teaching Seminar, won the first prize for outstanding papers at the annual meeting, and was invited as a special researcher.
Thanks to our joint efforts, the quality of Han's nine-year education has been greatly improved compared to before, and the conditions for running schools have also been improved unprecedentedly since 1996. The International Department of the CPC Central Committee contacted overseas Chinese and built a 36-room, three-story teaching building for the nine-year system, named "Cangjie Hope School". To this day, this school still plays the role of the main educational center in the southern part of the Han family.
When I was teaching in the nine-year school, I made friends through literature, and was fortunate enough to get to know Director Xin and Director Chi of the county government office at the time. They took a bus to the nine-year school to interview me and learn about my work. The practical difficulties I encountered in life gave me good advice and suggestions for improving my writing skills, and encouraged me to be dedicated to my job, practice hard, accumulate experience, and wait for opportunities to develop on a broader platform in the future. This interview was conducted by two directors who were specifically looking for full-time secretarial staff for the county government. Due to my health, I was not selected. But it was this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that enabled me to forge a profound friendship with the two leaders. With their recognition and recommendation, I was later reused by the organization and seconded to the County Education Bureau to participate in educational administration work, which laid the foundation for my continuous success. Create conditions for continued development in multiple industries. People often say, "A thousand-mile horse always exists, but a Bole does not always exist." No matter how talented you are, if no one discovers or appreciates you, you will never succeed. From this, I deeply realized that behind every person who has a successful career, there must be a Bole who will never leave him in life. Therefore, no matter when and where we are, we must know how to be grateful and be kind to every noble person and benefactor we meet in our lives. Only in this way will our life path become wider and wider, and our lives will get better and better.
In the autumn of 1997, I was hired back to Yongping Middle School by Principal Zhang Heping as a Chinese teacher for the third grade of junior high school. At the same time, I was given a part-time job as a school committee secretary. In addition to teaching as a substitute, I also have to work on a lot of secretarial materials. But I am very happy and I am happy to accept it because my writing talents have been fully utilized. This year's summer study meeting for principals of primary and secondary schools in the county, the work summary I wrote on behalf of the principal was well received by the meeting. Principal Zhang also looked up to me and praised me as a rare talent when meeting everyone. For a time, I became a well-known talent in the education system, which laid a solid foundation for me to enter the Education Bureau a year and a half later.
During the eight years since I returned to my hometown to teach, I have not only done my best to teach well, but I have also gained something in educating people. Using class teaching as a link, I got to know nearly 2,000 young students from Hanjia and Yongping townships. I devoted all my efforts to them and taught them to study and behave. Later, more than 30% of them went to college, 5% joined the army, 20% started their own businesses and started individual private companies, about 25% worked in teaching or politics, 20% or Returning to their hometowns to farm or work in cities, they realize their life dreams of getting rid of poverty and becoming rich. Among them, those who have successfully started their own businesses include Wang Feng from Hanjia Longweigou Village, who invested 1 million yuan to open a sharp media company in Xi'an, with an annual income of about 400,000 yuan; Han Yiwen from Hanjia Village in Hanjia Village, who invested 600,000 yuan, Carrying bee breeding, the annual income is more than 300,000 yuan; Xu Xuanping from Huangbai Village, Yongping Township, Han Kai from Dianzitou Village, and Li Xiaobin from Zhili Village have all established their own construction and installation companies. The first two have annual incomes of 60 to 100 yuan. About 10,000 yuan, Li Xiaobin’s annual income is about 40 to 50 yuan. In terms of building greening projects, my cousin Xu Chunhong has successively carried out greening and beautification projects in northern Shaanxi, Xi'an, Weinan, Changwu, Xunyi, Chunhua and Gansu, and has achieved great results. In addition, in terms of engineering and construction bidding agencies, Shaanxi Lihe Taihua Engineering Consulting Company, Cheng Hujuan, has become bigger and stronger. In recent years, it has standardized the large and small projects in various counties and districts in Xianyang City. The tendering and bidding agency has received unanimous praise from all walks of life. In terms of wine companies, my student Li Tao has also made some achievements. He is currently the general manager of Beijing "Forbidden City Liquid" Liquor Co., Ltd., and has also established "Forbidden City Liquid" wine branch companies in Hohhot City, Inner Mongolia and Datong City, Shanxi Province. It gets bigger and bigger.
Among these self-made students, the one with the greatest reputation and greatest achievements should be Bai Feng from Class 97 (1) of Yongping Middle School, who is now the boss of Binzhou Platinum Hotel. When I was in junior high school, I was his class teacher. In the 1980s, he started by operating the Yuhai Longting Bathing Center in Bin County and accumulated a certain amount of capital.
From the 1990s to around 2011, he successively carried out resettlement and resettlement projects in Xinmin Town, Hanjia Town and other places in Bin County. Around 2015, more than 30 million yuan was invested to decorate and renovate the Binxian Platinum Hotel, which was later renamed the Binzhou Platinum Hotel. It became famous in the Binzhou catering industry. He is a humble man, has a big structure, has extensive social contacts, has a wide network of contacts, and is born to do business. Therefore, his Platinum Hotel business is full of guests and has always been very popular. Up to now, Bojinsadian, Binzhou Garden International Hotel and Haixin Hotel have become the three leading catering companies in Binzhou City, making due contributions to the GDP growth of the city's economy.
Among the many students, those who start their own businesses are certainly enviable and proud, but the contribution made by students engaged in public service to society cannot be ignored. There are teachers here, there are police officers, there are people who work for the government... there are too many to mention. Among the people I often come and go with are: Li Junying, Han Ting, Zhang Dongsheng, they are now department-level cadres in their respective industries. There are also a group of well-known teachers such as Li Shujuan, Yang Chunxia, ??and Cheng Xiaoyan who are deeply rooted in education. They are all the backbones of education and teaching in their respective schools.
In addition, here I want to talk about my outstanding military student Wang Zhiping. Wang Zhiping, male, about 35 years old, is from Longweigou Village, Hanjia Town. He has served in the army for 16 years and is a fourth-level sergeant major. He retired in September 2019 and is now a cadre of the Heating and Gas Supply Department of Xianyang Municipal Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau. He was the squad leader of the third grade junior high school class I taught in the nine-year Han family in 1996. He was disciplined and law-abiding, dedicated to his job, and had a strong sense of teamwork. Normally, he is honest, straightforward and trustworthy, and values ??the friendship between teachers and students. In August last year, when I was undergoing acupuncture treatment for a leg injury in Xianyang, I met him by chance after 16 years. He respected me so much that he used his spare time to visit me five or six times from the Second Textile Factory to Uni-President Square, a distance of more than ten miles, every three or two days. Each walk takes half an hour, rain or shine. We had dinner together three times at the Ava Mountain Village and talked about our relationship as teachers and students. Since that encounter, he has spoken to me on the phone several times a month to ask for help, which has given me great spiritual comfort. Although he is not rich, he is very down-to-earth, kind and upright. He is one of the students with whom I have had the closest and most direct contact in the past two or three years. This simple and unpretentious concern moved me very much. The simple and sincere quality of the people in my hometown has made me unable to forget it for a long time.
After many years, these sincere friendships between teachers and students have become stronger as I gave up teaching and entered politics. I very clearly remember the touching scene when I left Yongping Middle School 22 years ago.
Early one morning in March 1999, I had just finished my first Chinese class and went back to my house to take a nap. Principal Zhang Heping hurried over and said that the Education Bureau had called and asked me to hand over the course procedures as soon as possible. Report to the Education Bureau before 2 o'clock. This unexpected news made me and Principal Zhang confused. What is going on? What to do specifically? None of us know why. During lunch time, I simply invited Principal Zhang to have a meal to express my feelings and express my gratitude for his care and concern for me over the past year. I thought at the time that Principal Zhang was indispensable for the transfer of my job, which was the result of his repeated publicity at the county bureau. Later I learned that this transfer was purely accidental. It turned out that on the morning of the 22nd, the deputy director of the Education Bureau led several materials experts from the education unit to the county government office to report the materials for the county magistrate’s education work meeting. The materials were rejected by the government. The director severely criticized it and sent it back for rewriting. At that time, the Education Bureau did not have enough staff to write materials and was a bit weak. Director Chi recommended me by the way and asked the Education Bureau to temporarily use me to give it a try. If it can be used, keep it; if it cannot be used, return it to its original shape. Just like that, with a phone call that morning, I was seconded to work in the Education Section of the Education Bureau. This time, the future is uncertain, whether it will be good or bad, we don't know.
The time to say goodbye has arrived, and the school’s vehicle for me arrived at the gate. Looking at my teachers, colleagues and students who get along day and night, I feel very heavy. It’s really like a bottle of tomato pulp with salt, vinegar and pepper, full of five flavors. At 12 o'clock in the morning on March 22, 1999, the scene that happened at the gate of Yongping Middle School is still vivid in my mind. The car started to move, and I stretched my raised right hand out of the car window, shaking it constantly, and reluctantly said goodbye to the teachers and students who came to see me off. I thought: After being seconded for a period of time, I will definitely come back and continue to stand on the three-foot podium and share the joys and sorrows with the students I get along with day and night. Later, time and facts proved that this temporary farewell was my permanent farewell to teaching work.
From then on, I plunged into the boring pile of words about education stocks, busy climbing the grid all day and night, and praising the achievements of education in mountainous areas. Over time, I have also been trained to be the "pen" of the Education Bureau. I have used my pen as my song throughout my life, playing "Man on the Journey" and singing the sweet, bitter and tragic songs of my life one after another. Song.