Life is full of changes. The students of my school broke up at this lovely roof. Since that day, partly due to work in the office, the other part is family work, so I have not had the opportunity to visit the school, to visit teachers or to visit her. That day, on a business trip back to my hometown, I asked the agency to take three days off to have the opportunity to visit my old school and old friends. I also have a few colleagues in the agency. It was an emotional trip that I had during my years working in the Central Highlands.
The wheel rolls evenly and quickly on the familiar road. We are only about five minutes away from school. My heart is restless. The car stopped right in front of the school gate. The scene was so different from the past, I could hardly recognize it. So it's been twenty years since I broke up, now I get back here - where I have had good memories. This school gate, where we students are still waiting for each other. I stared as if expecting something ... pressed my face against the iron bars of the school gate, I looked far away ... still in a peaceful blue shirt. The students happily playing innocently in the schoolyard reminds me of kicking, jumping rope, hiding and looking ... with you. Tears welled up in my eyes, my throat was choked up as if something was blocking. I couldn't contain this emotion. "Teacher", the call is so dear! Looking forward to finding the old memories, I entered. The breast milk row has been replaced with the phoenix, but I still smell a familiar scent somewhere.
Summer comes, phoenix blossoming red in the whole sky. Cicadas tickle ... ve .... Cicadas call summer, call for beautiful childhood memories. I take a walk around the school like "taking a walk" to the songs that we used to sing when we were in school under this school. I muttered: The stone benches, the green trees in the corner of the school yard, dear friend .... I stopped, stopped singing, or rather, I couldn't sing.
It was a business trip and also an emotional visit to my school. I left and came to greet everyone, but I promised Uncle Hien and her that I would return one day.
This trip has helped me to highlight memories of everyone - about teachers and friends.