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Hope and fraud make up a story

The deception of life

Outside the office, there is a big-leaf crape myrtle with a thick bowl.

With the end of March in spring, the new leaves of Ficus macrophylla next to Lagerstroemia indica are full of green eyes, but Lagerstroemia indica is still thin and withered, and countless cracked fruits remain on the dry branches. The office is on the second floor, and the crowns of two trees only come into view from time to time. Strong visual contrast often leads to a season of confusion, and often makes me wonder whether Lagerstroemia speciosa has reached the end of its life, whether it has really been eaten by termites, and declared its death in the form of peeling in this green season.

I vaguely remember that at this time last year, Ziwei's slender body was covered with thick spring scenery. I still remember that the green crape myrtle soon bloomed big red flowers. That kind of excitement and comfort often makes me full of unforgettable expectations for this crape myrtle. And this year, now, is this crape myrtle really dead?

Two days ago, I stood in the corridor chatting with Mr. Cen, who once lamented the crape myrtle tree for a long time. The dead branches of Lagerstroemia indica stretched out before our eyes, as if there were no signs of life. Teacher cen reached out and grabbed some branches. With a little effort, the branch fell into his hand clearly. When we take a closer look, the whole branch has no moisture and moisture, and there is no green at all. So we thought Ziwei was really dead. I still remember that Mr. Cen broke many dead branches and prepared them as kindling fuel for young cadets to have a picnic.

Going back to school on Monday, just started in late April and spring. When the key was inserted into the iron gate, ready to open the office door, the corner of my eye inadvertently glanced at Wei Zi next to me. In an instant, my sight froze and my body trembled: the branches of Lagerstroemia indica, which was judged to be dead two days ago, were covered with tiny green buds. The leaves are so small, so thin and quiet in yellow eyes, but under the cover of gray-black fruits, that little green actually exudes infinite power. For a long time, I forgot to open the door. My classmates passed by and said hello, but I didn't respond. I seem to vaguely see a large red purple flower, and I seem to feel that the color of life is about to bloom.

I excitedly told Mr. Cen what I found at the first time, sighing that my life is so strong and full of deception. I remember that day I also discussed with Mr. Cen the "aftermath" of Ziwei and what kind of trees to plant in this clearing. Today, Wei Zi used a little green to laugh at our shallowness and pessimism.

Maybe it's not our fault. Perhaps many teachers and students in the school, like us, are gradually numb in expectation and give up hope in expectation. Can we blame the still quiet crape myrtle tree for covering up the brilliance of life with time and appearance?

At this time, it suddenly dawned on me: maybe this is the deception of life. The reason why we are deceived is precisely because we are full of expectations for Ziwei, because we trust appearances too much and our own experience and intuition too much.

Every year, I remember that Lagerstroemia indica will bloom with green leaves, but I forget the specific time. As a result, when the spring blossoms and the eyes are green, the eyes can't hold the yellow crape myrtle, and it is concluded that it is dead. Do we have to have the same expectations for all plants?

We didn't see any signs of life from the broken branch, so we concluded that it was dead. Is it inevitable that seeing is believing? Can't Wei Zi interpret his special life characteristics in his own unique way?

Are we also looking at everything in the world in this way, and are we also looking at the life around us in this shallow and rigid way?

If children don't live, study and act according to our wishes, do we also slowly deny children in our consciousness, or do we hastily put an end to their growth and development? If the child shows all kinds of irrational and unconventional so-called "problem behaviors", have we ever said in our hearts: "This person is finished!"

Yes, there are many deceptions in life, and so are the children we face. They will show too many illusions. Sometimes it is not necessarily the child's original intention, sometimes it is the child's unconscious crying and confrontation with life. As educators, we should be full of expectations for our children and draw a bright future for them in our hearts.

It is conceivable that the faint new green on Lagerstroemia indica will gradually spread and infect, and Lagerstroemia indica will also emit fragrance in the near future. And I can still feel the power of life when I am tired and bored. But can we ordinary teachers who are engaged in ordinary work in primary schools get rid of deliberate deception and cover-up through the fantasy of life and treat every fresh life with expectation and hope forever?