My Star Teacher

It seems that young people have opened their voice. It may also be that they are going to say goodbye to the world and want to express their depression so that they can make their last voice in the world.

The sound of the police siren downstairs reminds me that the fire and police cars have arrived one after another. A group of police and fire officers and soldiers quickly divided into two groups. One wave entered the building, while others set up a cordon downstairs to evacuate the masses. The fire officers and soldiers also estimated their positions and were busy setting up air cushions on the ground.

The young man seemed to be a little excited when he said this, and his body swayed uncontrollably. He was so scared that the night light and others were sweating, and repeatedly called him to calm down. The guardrail is quite wide, 20 or 30 centimeters long. It's OK to stand on it, but you have to shake on it. If you don't pay attention to it, you'll be finished.

The young man continued: "I've committed a crime and been in prison. I thought I could make a new life after I came out, but after I came out, I found that the world seemed to abandon me more thoroughly! The director of the orphanage didn't wait to see me. He said I was a criminal and caused disaster to the orphanage. Let me go! When I came out to look for a job, when people saw that I had been in prison, they refused me even if they didn't want to. Some even pointed to my nose and called me a criminal. They didn't want a criminal! Even if I go to the construction site to work as a coolie, they also dislike my disability! I've been rejected countless times! I was pointed to the nose and scolded by them! Curse the criminal! But I dare not reply! Because I'm a criminal! I'm a waste! I am! I have no future at all

Night light and a few young people were silent, as well as a few policemen and firefighters who rushed to heaven.

The young man suddenly laughed at himself, "forget it. It's meaningless. I've thought that it's better to die than live so tired. Maybe I shouldn't have come to this world. Thank you for your advice. Maybe this is the only way I came to this world. I feel that this world is still a little kind to me, although maybe you just sympathize with wildcats Have some sympathy for me like a wild dog. " Said the young man, looking at the light in the night and sighing, "you know what? In fact, when I was a child, I always wanted to be a writer, but I couldn't afford to go to school... This fuckin 'world... Forget it, it's over! "

With that, the young man turned and opened his hands, as if he were embracing the world for the last time and saying goodbye to the world.

The crowd gathered a lot downstairs, and suddenly the crowd exploded.

"The trough! It's really going to jump! "

"Don't jump! Don't jump

"Child! Don't do anything stupid! Don't jump

"..."

the people downstairs all yelled.

Luminous and a few young people, as well as the police and fire officers and soldiers are also anxious, have to persuade, but the young people seem to have heard no voice, there is no reaction.

The night light is urgent, this is really going to jump! Bite your teeth, there's no choice but to gamble.

Between the night light step forward, shout: "you also deserve to talk about dreams! Do you know what dreams are? "

The young man seemed to be stimulated. He turned his head again and yelled, "why can't I talk about dreams! Is the world so cruel to me that I can't even dream? "

The night light snorted, "dream! You call that a dream! Have you ever insisted? What's a dream if you don't insist on it! Dream is the belief of the soul! Do you have faith? You don't even have a soul! How dare you talk about dreams

The young man was hysterical and roared, "I have a dream! My dream is to be a writer! It's the unfairness of the world that destroys me and my dream! I can't go to school, I can't afford to read, blame me? Blame me

Noctiluca did not let him, and he tit for tat, "you can't afford to go to school when you were a child! Can't afford it now! Even if you can't afford it, you can't go to the free library! There are so many learning materials on the Internet, can't you find them! Don't say you're over school age! Never too old! Can learn old! You don't even have a dream to fight for, you still want to be a writer! Dream! I don't think the world has abandoned you, but you have abandoned the world yourself! No one will treat you for nothing! What can do for you is yourself! And you! You are a coward

The young man was silent.

Seeing him like this, the night light felt happy and had a good reaction. He was afraid that he would not listen to anything now and was determined to die.

Night light put away the momentum of the quarrel, tone became gentle, said in a loud voice, "you say you want to be a writer, to tell you the truth, I am a writer!"

The young man looked at the night light in surprise.

Luminous continued: "I wrote a new poem, I hope you can listen to it, a poem about dreams." Then, no matter whether the young people would like to hear it or not, the night light read: "the name of the poem is" I have a dream "

" look for hope in a sunny place. "

"Put the old happiness and smile back on your face."

"The rain washes the whole life."

"The oath of the waves has long gone."

"The lonely shadow in the night.""What has gone blurs the memory."

"Tomorrow's tomorrow is still waiting to continue."

Slowly read to this, the sound of luminous gradually become high up.

"I don't expect anyone to cover myself in the rain and snow any more!"

"No longer insist, memory can reproduce perfection in the end!"

"No longer fantasize about you and me in fairy tales!"

"Growth in ignorance is not to blame!"

A few young people and the police on the scene were also confused. It's true that reading poetry means reading poetry. Brother, can you be serious about jumping from a building.

The young people still standing on the guardrail also changed their looks, first silent, then uncertain, and finally confused.

The night light didn't care about them. He read the poem by himself. The last few sentences almost came out of the room, and the crowd downstairs could hear his voice clearly.

"Learn to cherish the Limited sunshine in life!"

"Give yourself a pair of free wings!"

"From now on to find the ideal that once appeared in my mind!"

This poem was written by an unknown author who happened to see it in the dream world. It's not very beautiful, but it's full of positive energy and inspirational. The key is that it's in line with the young man's situation. The young man is about to jump out of a building, and he has no choice but to use this poem to save the scene. He doesn't know if it has any effect. However, looking at the young man's changeable expression, I think it's still a little It touched him.

At the bottom of the building, many employees of the studio also gathered in the crowd. When they heard the voice, some employees asked, "why does it sound so familiar?"

"It's like the sound of the night." Night disaster is the nickname given by employees to night light. They call him night consultant face to face and call him night disaster in private.

"Is he on the roof? It's blocked. I can't see it. "

"I don't think so." Some employees said uncertainly.

"I don't think so. He is good at night calamity. He can't write any poems."

"Well! That makes sense

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