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Gu Xiliang +0 1 author of the article "Chasing the Train" in June 2009 of Youth Digest.

Youth Digest (Green Edition) No.22, 2009

Youth wind chimes

Catch the train

Gu xiliang

It was the thirteenth day of the first month, the day after the winter vacation. As usual, Mr Zheng Yun stood at the door of the classroom at 7: 20, waiting for the students to study by themselves. At 7: 30, one of the 56 seats in the class is still vacant. She muttered, "Why hasn't the child come yet?" what can I do for you? "She used to patrol the class gently. Every morning, she looks at the mental state and physical condition of each student. She has a pair of discerning eyes and can see through children's hearts. Also check the hygiene of the classroom and the students' preparation before class. She never talks much in the morning self-study, and only lets her classmates read quietly. The uneven rustling of books makes the classroom more quiet. I only heard Zhang Jun stand up "Teng" and hurriedly said, "Teacher Zheng, Liu Xing has run away!" The classroom immediately boiled up.

Liu Xing is not an ordinary student. He is one year older than his classmates and should be in grade one. He was transferred from a foreign school. I heard that he was involved in a fight and stabbed someone. The school wants to expel him on the condition that if he can be transferred, the punishment can be revoked. To put it bluntly, it is expulsion, right and wrong. In this way, I came to this class through layers of relationships. Teacher Zheng put a lot of effort into him.

Miss Zheng took Zhang Jun outside the classroom:

"What's the matter? Where did he go? "

"He fell out with his father. He said he was going to the northeast on business and left by Tonghua bus at 7: 40! He won't let me tell anyone. By the way, his father's a bigger stamp album, and high-end cigarettes, and fucking rings ... "

"Thank you! Good boy. Go back to the classroom. "

Teacher Zheng turned into the classroom and said quietly to the students, "Have a good class and don't delay your study. The squad leader will be responsible, and I will get Liu Xing back! "

She looked at her watch: Tonghua has been driving for ten minutes, and the trains have arrived in all directions. "quick! Let's go to his parents first! " She urged herself in her mind. I've been trying to figure it out in my head.

Teacher Zheng often visits home and meets Liu Xing's mother successfully.

"Elder sister, Liu Xing left by train. Don't worry, let's go! Go to the train station! " Walking, I asked about Liu Xing. She asked Liu Xing's clothes carefully again.

They soon got on the No.2 tram and arrived at the railway station. Teacher Zheng took Liu Xing's mother's hand and trotted to the railway station police station.

"Comrade, call quickly ... tell the conductor on Tonghua bus to leave a child."

"What kind of children?"

"Wearing a purple bread suit, a long white scarf, white sneakers, a white face and a pointed chin, one meter seven or six. His name is Liu Xing. " Teacher Zheng finished in one breath.

"Which one of you is the mother of the child?"

Sister mumbled something: "it's me ... she's the child's teacher."

"Oh, I thought it was her. Look at her. This teacher is not simple. Just inform the conductor. There is a way. " The policeman gave the teacher an approving look.

Miss Zheng waited anxiously, the train rumbled forward, and the clang of the train rang in her ear. My heart is pounding and I'm listening. "Children can find it? Can you stop it? Can he be obedient? Now it's snowing in the northeast, silly boy, cough! " The teacher thought affectionately.

Thank god, the phone came. Liu Xing was found and stopped at Gaomi Station. Teacher Zheng answered the phone and said to the staff at the station, "Thank you, Comrade. Please take care of my children. We will pick him up. "

Liu Xing's parents went to Gaomi to pick up their son because Mr. Zheng had a class.

Teacher Zheng waited patiently for news. The result disappointed her greatly. It turned out that Liu Xing opened the window and jumped out when the staff was having lunch.

Teacher Zheng's heart hung up again.

It's getting dark, and my lover is having a meeting outside. Teacher Zheng took her five-year-old son to the classmate's house where Liu Xing could go, and looked for them one by one, saying, "Let me know as soon as possible."

On that day, Mr. Zheng climbed many stairs, which he couldn't count himself. The child couldn't walk, so he put him on his back, and his son fell asleep on her body. ...

She survived a sleepless night.

Teacher Zheng is waiting in torment. Suddenly the telephone rang in a hurry: "Teacher, Liu Xing is back! At my house. " "Good boy, tell him to wait for me." Teacher Zheng's heart is half-relieved.

As soon as I entered the door of Zhang Jun's house, I saw Liu Xing unkempt and untidy. He knelt in front of Mr. Zheng and cried, "Teacher, I was wrong. Zhang Jun told me that I am sorry for you ... I never dare again, blare ... "

It turned out that he ran from Gaomi to Pingdu, thinking about the teacher's usual teaching, thinking about the teacher's kindness to him and feeling sorry for the teacher. He embarked on the road of rejuvenation.

Teacher Zheng held Liu Xing in her arms with tears, stroked his head and said kindly, "Son, let's go home."