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那年,我从师范学校毕业,分配到一个偏僻落后的村小任教,当时,被理想与现实的差距折磨得死去活来的我背着行李一个人问着路走向山里。路途中,一个蓬头垢面赤着脚光着上身的山里娃跑到我面前。他说他是奉校长之命来接我的。他夺下我的两个包,挎在瘦弱的肩头,走在前为我引路。看着走在前头的他,跟着翻过一道道山梁,我不禁心头一冷:这难道就是我梦幻中的前途吗?学校没有水,用水要到二里外的一个水塘去挑。我是在城里长大的,怎么挑得动呢?我正犯难,那个给我引路的学生带着几个男同学已经把水送到了我屋里,还有一个扛来了一大捆柴。当时,我
That year, I graduated from normal school, assigned to a remote village teaching, at that time, was the gap between the ideal and reality tormented living I carrying a luggage asked the way to the mountains. In the middle of the road, an unkempt voluminous barefoot barefooted baby ran up to me. He said he received me from the rank of principal. He took my two bags, lost in the thin shoulders, walking in front of me lead the way. Looking at the front of him, followed by turning over a mountain, I can not help but mind a cold: Is this my dream of the future? School no water, water to go to pick up a pond outside two miles away. I grew up in the city, how to pick it up? I am guilty of the disaster, that lead me to lead the students with a few male students have brought water to my house, there is a carrying a large bundle of firewood . At that time, me