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今年,我下乡轮岗。绕过一道又一道弯,爬过一条又一条坡……驱车十几公里,终于来到了这座面临稻田、背靠群山的支教点——永洋小学(一个完小校)。停稳车子后,我迫不及待地伸手摸了一下已经感觉灰蒙蒙的脸庞。果然,手上沾了一层白白的灰尘。揉揉被风吹得干涩的双眼,我这才抬头环视这座将与我相伴一年的校园:一座三层的教学楼,似乎刚刚粉刷过,工具堆放得遍地都是;百十余平方米的操场杂草丛生,我想要是人走进去,草准会没到腰间。想起曾经在此工作的同事说过,这时节,草丛中总会有
This year, I go to the countryside for rotation. Around one after another bend, climbed one after another slope ... ... drove a dozen kilometers, finally came to face this paddy field, backed by the mountains of teaching point - Yong Yang Primary School (a finish school). After stopping the car, I can not wait to reach out and feel the gray face. Sure enough, the hands stained with a layer of white dust. Kneading the wind was dry eyes, I just look around this year will be with me on the campus: a three-story teaching building, it seems that just painted, tools are stacked everywhere; more than 100 square meters The playground overgrown, I want to be a man walked in, the standard will not reach the waist. Recall from my colleague who had worked there that there will always be grass in this season