The teacher finished his senior year in high school in a daze, holding his head up and looking at the trees and scenery outside in the third row of the fourth row by the window, and secretly reading under the desk. Naturally, his grades were unaffected. I went to a normal school in a daze and chose a non-normal accounting major. My life for four years was as peaceful as water. The only trouble was him, but unfortunately there was no result. In my senior year, my internship was cheated by the foreman, so I calmly picked up my suitcase and went home. I spent a few months relaxing at home to get my diploma, and I sent out my resume widely. Unexpectedly, I didn't find an accounting job in my bank, but accidentally entered the teaching industry and became a kindergarten teacher.
But four months later, he and a little girl came to pick up his student from school. They had the same surname as him. They didn't dare to guess any more or ask, for fear that they wouldn't be able to bear it and asked them to change units. But who would have thought that half a year later, he would come to pick up his student again, and the boy he once caught a glimpse of while holding his head while bored, would meet again in college, and what would happen now?
Intention: The road of life is long and too difficult. There is a beam of starlight that illuminates the depths of the soul and ignites a beam of fire. If you have faith, you will rush forward without hesitation.