空旷的教室,破旧的门窗,简陋的课桌椅,一个漆满红漆的讲台。
Open classroom, shabby doors and windows, simple desks and chairs, a podium painted with red paint.
明天就要开学了,又是一个新的学期,一批新的学生,一张张陌生的面孔,和一个村里人人都熟悉的老师。
Tomorrow is the beginning of school. It's a new semester. A group of new students, strange faces and a teacher familiar to everyone in the village.
这间教室,是全村唯一的一间教室。全村一共三十几户人家,每年都有十几个孩子来读书,而全村只有一位老师。
This classroom is the only one in the village. There are more than 30 families in the whole village. Every year, there are more than ten children coming to study. There is only one teacher in the whole village.
记不得多少年前,他也是从这间屋子走出去的学生。那时候,连教书先生都没有,村长只得四处收集些旧版的教材,教他们识些字,学一些不标准的普通话。那时候,没有这张红漆讲台。
I can't remember how many years ago, he was also a student from this room. At that time, even the teachers didn't exist, so the village head had to collect some old textbooks, teach them to know some words and learn some non-standard Mandarin. At that time, there was no red paint platform.
在这间学校念书的几个孩子,最终不是外出打工,就是跟着父母在家务农。村长看着大家没书读,没学上,日子过得苦巴巴,不禁心里一阵愧疚。突然有一天,一个小伙子回来了,说是回来教书,村长立刻老泪纵横。
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