Chapter 14 Chapter 14

It was five o'clock in the afternoon when Miss Jin went to school.With the refreshing wind blowing, everything on the earth is like a breath of air; the trees sway gently, welcoming the arrival of evening coolness;She was wearing a newly cut white linen shirt, an ankle-length black gauze skirt, white socks, and silk satin narrow shoes.Simple and plain clothes are the so-called schoolgirl style at this time, but they are cut to fit like hers, fully showing the beauty of a well-proportioned physique, simple and plain are the factors that constitute beauty. The school officer Shui Gen replied that Mr. Ni was on the farm; he was suspicious, why did a young lady come to see Mr. Ni!After thinking about it for a while, I finally couldn't figure it out, so I had to raise my hand and scratch the top of the head with the big thick black braid.

At this moment, Miss Jin seemed to have eliminated all disturbing thoughts, and she just thought this way: she came to see the new facilities in the school, hoping to gain some knowledge, which will be useful in future service; Worldly desires, so there is absolutely no need for shame.Just thinking this way, she took the first step from home. A low gate leads to the farm.Underfoot is a five-foot-wide trail paved with coal dust.The tall and short ones on both sides are completely dark green in color.The watermelons seem to be specially dotted there, and the vines are so thin that people can't believe that they can bear such a big melon.Cucumber vines spread across the bamboo trellis, and emerald green cucumbers hang, almost kissing the ground.The sunflower bows its head towards the gradually setting sun; the leaves are laid flat, and they haven't woken up from fatigue after a day in the sun.The corn comes out from the buds, like a little monster in a fairy tale, showing red hair.Edamame pods are hidden under the leaves in clusters, covered with a layer of yellow hairs.Cotton is already blooming with yellow flowers, like butterfly wings; in the future, the fruit will burst, and the snow-white cotton wool will appear. ...The area under the two tall willows on the right is planted with ornamental flowers and plants.The white, red, and crimson cosmos are like butterflies flying in groups on the grassland in spring, rising and falling with the wind.Niaoluo climbed up the short bamboo fence, and the dots of small red flowers looked like stars and drops of blood.The tombs that were originally proposed to be moved but were not moved are surrounded by bamboo fences.Hollyhock, okra and other things with taller stems are planted on it, which also covers up the dead and silent atmosphere.Outside the fence, five feet square, there are neatly planted all kinds of impatiens and young and old; the delicate flowers and leaves are organized into a pattern, like a brocade carpet from a foreign land.There are hundreds of chrysanthemum seedlings lined up next to them, all of which are surrounded by three tiles with a pile of mud, and a chrysanthemum seedling is inserted in the middle; when autumn comes, there will be a splendid scene that is not inferior to the scenery of spring.

Miss Jin listened to her own footsteps and saw all kinds of plants with educational meanings printed with the hands of students and teachers in front of her. An excited emotion came to her heart, as if she had come to a holy palace.I have seen a lot of ordinary gardens, but the garden in front of me seems to be completely different. It is full of innocent interest and joy of labor. The turning of a leaf and the nodding of a flower seem to be planted by hand. A sign of a person entering a new life.I can't help thinking that when I serve in the future, I must do the same, otherwise the school will be meaningless.

"Miss Jin, are you back from vacation?" Suddenly, like a good bird, she heard the pleasant voice of Huanzhi; the thought that she must do the same in the future dissipated, her eyes were full of joy, and she looked in the direction of the sound. The trail bends to the left, beside a clump of hemp that is as tall as a person, there is a thatched pavilion, and Huanzhi's figure in the pavilion can be seen from among the hemp leaves.He raised his right hand to beckon, and was walking out of the pavilion. "Ah, Mr. Ni! I came to visit your farm. Your farm is so fresh and delicious; the children in the town here should be proud, they have unique happiness."

Miss Jin's voice was full of joy that could not be concealed; at the same time, her pace quickened, her body swayed like a brisk and gentle wind, and the long slanted shadow reflected on the ground was very cute.At this time, if she reflected on herself, she would be amazed at her own demeanor; every time she came back from vacation, she saw her brother and sister-in-law for the first time, and they definitely did not look like this; The look in the mother's arms. Huanzhi walked up to Miss Jin.Both stood still.He looked at her with clear eyes, and reread the impression deeply in his heart.The blood seemed to gain some power, beating fast and strong.The feeling of restraint and comfort was like naughty claws, tickling him time after time, making him feel uncomfortable.The idea that flashed in the middle was "She's here! She's here!" Last night, Uncle Shu accidentally said that when his sister came back tomorrow, he guessed that she would go to him; Mingyan, didn't that premonition come true?

He couldn't find an appropriate word to express his feelings caused by her arrival, so he could only follow her words and say: "Finally, the farm has been established, but it has gone through many twists and turns." He said, bowing his head and sighing silently.He couldn't help but get angry when he thought of the story of trying to overcome the obstacles through compromise; although the incident was over, the mark of the bullying seemed to be permanently stamped on him, and on everyone in the school.But if this is not done, not even the germs of innovation can take root, let alone be gradually expanded.Can you say Bingru is wrong?Can you say that the math teacher who came up with the idea was wrong?He said with a sincere attitude of telling his relatives and friends: "There is no way, society is that kind of society! If you stick to your purpose and refuse to relax, society is like a rogue hooligan who always comes out to stop you from letting go." If you walk the diameter comfortably, you must find the winding path."

Miss Jin's eyes widened, and she looked into Huanzhi's worried eyes suspiciously, and then looked inside to see through his inner heart; a question was hidden in her eyes: "Why, did you really play another string?" line?" "Not to mention," Huanzhi recalled the sweet memories, the resentment disappeared from his eyes, and a gentle smile appeared on his face, "I said in the spring that I would write to Miss Jin about the implementation of the farm, and when Miss Jin said it Interview; now that you are back, you are probably willing to listen to my report?"

"Mr. Ni really remembers it very well," Miss Jin raised her eyes and smiled; she seemed to be comforted very intimately in her soul, and she felt soft and crisp.The surrounding scenery and flowers seem to have completely disappeared, but the handsome and cheerful young man on the opposite side will spit out fresh and valuable educational experience from his mouth. "How can I forget this?" Huanzhi said earnestly. Miss Jin smiled again, each row of teeth showed a line of whiteness, which shone like a miracle in Huanzhi's eyes; but she immediately lowered her head. Huanzhi pointed and said: "All the planning here, such as zoning, road building, pavilion building, and planting of this kind of plant, are not only meant by our teachers, but are completely designed by the students. The meaning is that ideal education should It is open source; the source is opened, flow to the east, flow to the west, naturally it is suitable for everything. Now the general education is not like this, it is taught; the teacher said how to do it, the students still learned how to do it, it's over, It’s all right. But there are so many things in the world, and the situations that a person needs to deal with are infinitely changing; can teachers teach students one by one in advance? No, of course not. Then why not start from the root and cultivate their ability to deal with things and deal with situations What about this kind of ability? Once that kind of ability is cultivated, you will enter the realm of complex changes, and you can go alone without setbacks. This is the effect of open source education. We want students to plan everything on the farm. Extravagance, is to achieve such an effect. The plan is nothing more than an excuse, so non-farm children may wish to use their minds, and those who are not going to enter agricultural schools in the future can also use their minds. This is just like practicing football. At a glance, it seems that they only want to become Athletes in the sports meeting; but after practicing for a long time, they unconsciously develop the virtues of fairness, bravery and gregariousness."

Miss Jin took a peek at Huan Yi; it was like listening to a teacher who was completely convinced, and she swallowed every word he said.She said with certainty: "It really should be like this, it should be like this. Otherwise, how can teaching in detail be worthy of the term education?" "Our plan has come to an end," Huanzhi waved his right arm to support his words, "and started farming. Holding hoes, pickaxes, dustpans and other things in our hands, our hearts almost flew up;—— We will get close to the land that grows all things, taste the taste of sweat and labor, and see the results achieved by our own efforts! Although some of the students’ families disagree with this matter, twelve out of ten students I like it, because some of them are more happy than others. We planted according to the season, transplanted the seedlings, and arranged them in the pattern in front of us. We also watered and fertilized properly, and observed all the work we did in detail. Record it in the "Farm Diary". Students do these things so diligently, so naturally, without supervision, far more than other homework. They don't feel that this is a special thing for educating them, only that it is It is the loveliest state in their real life. Naturally, they are attached to it wholeheartedly and refuse to leave. What buds have sprouted and what flowers have bloomed are simply earth-shattering novelties for them. Come and rejoice!"

If one imagines his speech as a plant, then this paragraph is a flower in full bloom.Miss Jin seemed to see the bright smile of the flower, and her face was full of fascination.But a ray of doubt immediately sneaked into her heart, and she asked with concern: "Then why..." She swallowed, thankfully she hadn't said the word "recession", and changed her words, "Then the process of implementation is very Consummation. For educators, especially Mr. Ni, who takes full responsibility, this should be a joy that will never die." "This..." Huanzhi hesitated.In the joy of his success, a dark shadow has recently appeared; although it is only faint, and does not cover up the whole joy, but the shadow is finally a "black" shadow!

He saw the students wandering around the farm with practical agricultural tools, looking here and there without doing anything, and had to pour a little water casually or even unnecessarily.I also saw them write "Farm Diary" persistently with their pens, with the expression of falsely responding to the story, carelessly scribbling the sentence "today is the same as yesterday, nothing new".Their fervor waned, and their earnest expectations slackened; "Plowing is to-day, but what's there to do!" Words circulated among them.Seeing this, of course we should try to remedy it.However, what they need is freshness that changes every day, but the life process of plants is always subtle, roughly speaking, it is almost always "today is the same as yesterday"; what they like is continuous labor, and the farm has only ten years. Seven or eight acres of land, if each student wants to have a job every day, they can only water a little boringly.Are you saying that farms should not be established?Nawan can't admit it; I do have a strong belief in such an alternative educational purpose and method.Are you saying it wasn't well planned?It doesn't seem to be necessarily the case; this kind of planning is not difficult at all, not to mention that it has exhausted the thoughts of all the teachers and students in the school.However, I didn't expect that the burnout after excitement and negligence after familiarity finally appeared. It's such a pity to add annoying and unlovable sentences to a perfect article!Several times, looking at the silently flourishing flowers and plants, I felt a sour and desolate feeling, which made me feel suspicious, as if I had also contracted that kind of lethargy and negligence. Not only in farming, but also in the matter of student acting, I saw the same shadow from the excitement and joy.He will never forget the most touching time.I saw the translation of Maupassant's novel "The Two Fishermen" from the recently published "New Youth" magazine. Everyone said it was very suitable for performances, and even Xu Youfu nodded and said "it is quite inspiring"; so the students were asked to adapt the novel into In the form of drama, I practiced for a few days and then started to perform.In the second half of the performance, the two fishermen were caught by the German army; because they still refused to speak the password of the French defense line to redeem their lives, they were led to face the guns aimed by twelve German soldiers. mouth.One sighed sadly, looked at his fellow fate with tears in his eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Suho, goodbye!" The companion looked up at him as if praying, and shouted earnestly, "Quiet!" Goodbye, Brother Sha!"—Seeing that place, my heart was completely surrounded by the tense and bleak drama atmosphere, and tears rolled down my face.But that was the only time; everything else was insipid, without deep interest.There are also several times when the subject matter of the play is a folktale, but it is just reproduced as it is, with little tailoring and arrangement; the performance is very casual, reminiscent of the bad taste of professional "new civilized plays".After watching those, I thought to myself, "Here comes the burnout and negligence!" Is this a failure of reform?Of course not; on the bright side, the old education never behaved that way.But in the ideal, it is thought that the effect should be very satisfactory, why does it actually contain flaws?I also thought that I shouldn't be so fragile; if there are flaws, I can make up for it, the path I took is not wrong, hope is not a lie, why do I have a depressed mood?So I tried my best to cheer myself up, hoping to return to being as optimistic as Chunjian, simply optimistic.But it can't be done; every now and then there is a ray of worry, like a cloud in the clear space, which pollutes the purity of the heart. "This," he said feebly as a dark shadow flitted across his mind, "but it's not entirely true. What I just said is the most satisfying part, like eating sugarcane, which is the sweetest part. There are also some that are not very tasty. What about the place. I now believe that what is perfect in the ideal will be compromised when it is realized!" He explained the reasons for his distress one by one. "This is by no means a mistake in principle," Miss Jin suddenly realized after hearing this, and quickly said in a comforting tone. "Yes, I also believe there is nothing wrong in principle." "It's just because Mr. Ni hopes too deeply and observes too deeply, so he finds dissatisfaction in happiness. If ordinary visitors look at it, they are about to say that You Xia can't praise it." She then said eagerly: "As long as those are dissatisfaction, can't Mr. Ni and Mr. Bingru come up with a proper idea to make up for it? There is such a farm full of business in front of us. In short, it is a proof that ideal education can be successful. It should be Unconditionally happy." She herself didn't understand why she didn't want him to feel the slightest worry, and her words to him were always consoling.At the same time, she thought that he was focusing on a more profound and practical place; the anguish in front of him was the anguish that should be experienced during the degeneration period, and if he surpassed this period, he would naturally enter the realm of harmony and harmony; so he sent admiring glances looking at him. Huanzhi listened to Miss Jin's consolation, and his mind was led into another realm.Hope is too deep, observation is too deep, or is it true?Some of the phenomena you see now are actually not considered burnout and negligence, right?But I was nervous and thought that I had bumped into a black shadow, and my mood was disturbed for several days, isn't it meaningless?But telling all this to Ms. Jin, I feel even more sorry and remorseful, as if trying to shake other people's hearts with unproven rumors.So with a shamed look on his face, he said, "Should be unconditionally happy; yes, we've finally started!" "Then a long summer vacation is coming." "Miss Jin, does that mean that during the summer vacation, we can come back to carefully design and reconsider?" He said this, hoping that the rest of the week after homework would fly by, and then he returned home and tidied up a quiet study room. , concentrating on reading books about education in it; if you don’t want to go home, you can live on campus for the summer, so you can discuss with Bingru every day, and you can take care of everything on the farm, and also... "I'm not saying that what you did was necessarily wrong; but that it could have been better done with a little more detailed research during the summer." The setting sun made the figure longer.Huanzhi suddenly realized that his own shadow overlapped with hers, almost becoming one; a subtle feeling dominated him, causing him to open his almost intoxicated eyes and look at her again.A row of newly picked forehead hair is like a blue cloud resting leisurely in the distance on a sunny day; the two pupils of the eyes are actually the caves of the little fairy, shining with the light of precious treasures; Such a bright and wise smile, if someone puts his face on it, what a happy and beautiful dream it would be!And a pair of slender hands are twiddling the lower edge of the white linen shirt, the heels of the silk satin shoes are on the ground, and the two toes are slowly moving from left to right, which shows that there is infinite tenderness in her heart. He has never seen her as beautiful as today, and he has never had such a strong feeling. He just wants to paste his whole self to her.There was a little sweat on his nose, but his hands seemed a little cold, and they were not very close together; his heart was beating violently, and he could hear the restless sound. He shrugged and said excitedly, "I'm not going back during the summer vacation." "That's great!" Miss Jin confided inadvertently, and her face became even more flushed, which was almost the same color as the phlox blooming over the pavilion. "Why?" Huanzhi asked intentionally. "We will have an internship next semester; I feel that I know too little to apply; Mr. Ni is here, so I can always ask for advice." Miss Jin used the innocent attitude of a young girl to cover up her unnaturalness in her bones. "What do you mean to ask for advice? I am willing to talk about what I think with others, and I also like to listen to what others think; but apart from Mr. Bingru, there are too few people talking! Miss Jin, don't ask for advice, just talk to me ,Is it ok?" "Of course I can do it. But I really admire your ideas and methods, and it is not hypocritical to ask for advice." Miss Jin said, turning around gracefully, and then fondling the palm-shaped hemp leaf. "Miss Jin, you are the only one who can admire you," Huanzhi said slightly closer to Miss Jin, his voice was soft, but a little trembling. "I have been troubled and bored for a long time, and I tried to cheer myself up, but it didn't work. Now you came, and just a few words, cheered me up. I am still an optimist, I am proud Bear the light of hope on your chest." He turned to the west, bathed in the gentle golden light of the setting sun. Miss Jin unconsciously picked off a small piece of hemp leaf, held it between two fingers and danced it in the air, then turned around and asked Huanzhi, "Really? I don't believe my words have such a great effect." Even though I said so, The meaning of rejoicing to be successful is already implied in the tone, even with the boastful mood of "my words have such great effects". "I really hope that whenever I feel troubled, Miss Jin will enlighten me with a few precious words!" It was Huanzhi's sincere answer. This sentence, like an arrow from that naughty child with wings, hit Miss Jin right in the heart.As if she was drunk, her whole body was numb, and she felt an indescribable pleasure; at the same time, a girl's instinctive sense of resistance also emerged, and she knew what kind of scene this drama would be like if it continued. , and it is her responsibility to prevent the realization of this scene.She couldn't say anything, so she could only stare at the oleander over the pavilion. For a moment both of them were silent.The evening wind blows, and the leaves of the flowers and plants rustle, with a cool meaning.The singing with a pure town accent comes from the river next to the school, where the fishermen cast their nets and sing for entertainment; this work will continue until tomorrow morning. "There are too few people talking!" Huanzhi repeated what he said just now, and finally broke the silence. "There are bamboo chairs in the pavilion, we can go sit and talk for a while." So the two went to the pavilion together, and sat down apart, facing a clump of phlox outside the pavilion that looked like a small volcano.The clouds in the eastern sky carry the sunlight and reflect a bright red color, which is brilliant and interesting, making Miss Jin look up from time to time. They went from people they talked to to each other's friends to friends to family.Huanzhi said that it was a pity that there were no comparable houses for rent in the town, so he could not welcome his mother to live with him.This touched Miss Jin's sadness, she didn't say anything, but thought jealously in her heart, Huanzhi has a mother, but she doesn't.Then mentioned Shubo.Huanzhi said, criticizing bluntly, there is nothing wrong with a person like Shu fear, but it is not admirable; because he only has a small real world, a family, a property, a town, everything about him His words and actions indicate that he is just a person in that small world.Miss Jin agrees with Huanzhi's criticism, but adds that her brother treats her very well, and her sister-in-law is as affectionate as her brother, which is rare. Later, he talked about the issue of literary improvement that became the center of discussion in the "New Youth" magazine. "Of course it needs to be improved," Huanzhi said with a passionate expression, "both the content and form need to be improved. So-called everyone's articles, after removing the hygienic rhetoric, plagiarized and imitated empty words, what is left? Both poetry and prose have fallen into the trap of hypocrisy, affectation, shallowness, and boringness for a long time; strictly speaking, such things are not worthy of being called literature!" "They advocate writing articles in vernacular." "I am very much in favor of writing articles in vernacular. What we speak is vernacular, and we also rely on vernacular when our thoughts are condensed into a fixed form. Why do we have to convert it into classical Chinese when we write it down? Writing vernacular expresses ideas clearly and vividly It’s wonderful. Reality and subtlety are what literature needs; shouldn’t vernacular be used as a tool for literature?” "I think the switch to the vernacular has helped a lot in education." "Of course. We are now teaching Chinese, which is the most effective way to get twice the result with half the effort; what are we doing after teaching one lesson after another? Ha! It's a joke, it's just a matter of explaining. If we switch to vernacular, all the homework will be reduced. In the Chinese class, you can engage in literature appreciation, thought training, and grammar exercises. The benefits are not small. But this is an accompanying effect. Advocating the improvement of literature and writing literary works in vernacular, originally did not focus on From this point of view, only thinking about literature itself and its future naturally leads to the conclusion that it has to be improved." "Mr. Ni, do you think this proposition can win the support of the public? There are quite a few people who oppose it." "Which innovative movement won't be opposed?" Huanzhi recalled the farm craze in spring, and said with emotion. "But I believe that literary improvement will finally become a trend of thought; I seem to feel that people who have raised their arms to meet under this banner have raised their feet. Moreover, this trend of thought will impact other fields, not only the improvement of literature. That's all." "This is a prophecy, and it will come true in the future." "Just like women, when we think about it now, we don't know how much pain and injustice we feel because of the constraints of customs. Shouldn't there also be a trend of reform on women's issues?" "Women suffer from the fact that they don't have the same opportunity to seek knowledge as men, so they are not easy to be independent and free." Ms. Jin said this, feeling satisfied and even proud that she was able to enter a normal school and will graduate at the end of the year. "Of course it's good, but it's not as simple as this." Huanzhi's words stopped, and his thoughts crawled away like melons, which were vague and complicated; he caught up with the topics in the middle, such as love and marriage, and talked about it. fervent desire.But those who are not compared to literary improvement, especially because they are facing Miss Jin, who is not only acquainted with each other, are difficult to start for a while.The heart that has long been restless seems more like something is pressing on it. The sun had completely disappeared, and the sky was a peaceful dark blue.The plants are all pale, and the image is blurred by a layer of smoke.Neither of the two people sitting opposite each other in the pavilion seemed to want to stand up; what kind of situation this situation is, the feeling of each other is as hazy as the twilight. Someone was coming along the cinder road.From the sound of those footsteps, Huanzhi knew it was Shuigen. "Mr. Ni, it's time for dinner," Shuigen called out in a thick voice before he reached the pavilion. He fixed the posture of turning around, and said: "Zhang Xun went to Beijing, and the little emperor Xuantong sat in Longting again; they just read the newspaper, and the newspaper said so." "What! There is such a thing!" Huanzhi stood up suddenly, feeling that the eyes were completely dark...