The Story Prose of Student Furong

In the morning, the bleak autumn wind swept the campus. There are fallen leaves from time to time in the clean campus, and it is desolate and yellow everywhere, lying on the ground sadly, or rolling. The birds in the branches have disappeared before, and the whole playground is particularly quiet and deserted. The voice of reading came from the third grade teacher. There is an empty seat in the third row in the middle of the classroom, which is the class flower in the class. No, this is a campus flower, the position of the lotus girl. As the name implies, Lotus Girl is very beautiful. Teacher Furong will never come back to class again. She went to another world alone. No, she was pushed to the abyss of death by her father, the father who was distressed by her daughter and the ignorant father. Miss Lotus, who is as beautiful as a flower, has left her relatives, her alma mater and this beautiful world forever.

In summer, at noon in the scorching sun, Mother Furong just got off work, took a handbag, walked out of the unit and rode home on a battery car. I hurried home after a busy road. No sooner had Mother Furong arrived at the door than the phone rang. Mother Furong hurriedly took out the phone. When she saw it, it was Miss Huang, the head teacher of Furong. She hurriedly pressed the answer key: "Hello, Miss Huang! Excuse me, Mr. Huang, what can I do for you? " "Lotus mother, it's like this. I need to communicate with you in time. Please come to school at five o'clock this afternoon. I have something very important to tell you. " "Ok, Miss Huang, I will definitely come." Miss Huang hung up the phone. Mother Furong took out the door key from her handbag, opened the door, took out the key, pushed the door open, closed her backhand, put down her handbag, tied an apron and rolled up her sleeves to cook. While cooking, Mother Furong thought, Teacher Huang called and said that she must go to school this afternoon. What happened? What's wrong with Furong? Mother Furong kept asking herself. Teacher Huang didn't say what it was. Alas, I didn't expect that. No sooner had the meal been cooked than Father Furong went home. When Mother Furong saw that Father Furong had gone home, she kept busy and told Father Furong, "Her father, Miss Huang, the head teacher of Furong, called me today and asked me to go to school at five o'clock in the afternoon. She didn't say anything. I will go to Furong's school in the afternoon, and I may be late to go home. " "The teacher called you to go. There must be something. You go. "

After lunch, Furong's mother wanted to call Furong and ask what happened to Furong, because Miss Huang, the head teacher, only told her to go to school at five o'clock in the afternoon and said nothing. There must be something wrong, and it is more serious. Furong's mother took out her mobile phone from her handbag, hesitated, called Furong and told Furong to go to their school at five o'clock in the afternoon. By the way, mom and I can meet. Mother Furong finished washing and dressing, put on her professional clothes, calmly rode on the battery car and went straight to the unit. Mother Furong is a back-office worker in an institution and a standard good comrade who loves his job and is dedicated to his work. Mother furong has left work, asked for leave from the unit leader and went to furong's school. Teacher Huang, the head teacher, is concentrating on correcting homework. He heard someone talking outside, so he took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It's five minutes to five. As soon as Miss Huang put down her mobile phone, Mother Furong and Sister Furong walked into Miss Huang's office. Furong said hello to Miss Huang and quickly walked out of the office. Teacher Huang pointed to the chair next to her and told Mother Furong to sit down. Teacher Huang said to Mother Furong with a serious expression, "Mother Furong, something is very serious. I must tell you that your daughter Furong is playing a friend. This is called campus love. The school is absolutely not allowed to fall in love on campus, what's more, Furong is only in Grade Three, not the age for falling in love, and she will soon face the graduation exam in Grade Three. At this critical period, her mind can't wander off. In order to avoid unnecessary problems and troubles, parents are requested to persuade and stop them in time. I have already talked with Furong. In order to strengthen the management of students, I must tell your parents about it. I hope your parents will work closely with our teachers to manage our students well. I called you to school today, that's all, nothing else, you can go. " Teacher Huang finished and continued to correct the homework. After listening to Teacher Huang's words, Mother Furong was a little surprised, and even more suddenly. Mother Furong said goodbye to Miss Huang, said a few words to Furong, who was waiting outside, and went home.

After dinner in the evening, Furong's mother told Furong's father that she was in love at school. Father Furong was so angry that his veins stood out. He cursed at once. Although mother furong is not at home at this time, she can't listen any more. Mother Furong hurriedly called Father Furong: "Don't scold, others can't hear you clearly. Besides, no matter how much you scold her, she is not at home. If you scold for a while, she won't hear you. We'll talk about her when she comes home on weekends, and we can't scold her. " After repeated persuasion by Furong's mother, Furong's father finally stopped swearing. The excitement gradually calmed down. In order to relax Father Furong, Mother Furong persuaded Father Furong to go out for a walk. Pedestrians come and go in twos and threes in the community, enjoying the cool air, gently shaking the cool fans, sweating like rain when running, the music of square dance rising with the wind, and the cheerful rhythm and happy mood hovering in the air. Father Furong's mood didn't improve at all, but he became more and more agitated and shouted that Mother Furong had gone home. The couple took a bath, watched TV for a while and had a rest. At night, Father Furong tossed and turned, but he couldn't sleep. He felt a mess in his stomach and his chest swelled sharply. Mother Furong watched her husband's great reaction because of her daughter's study and love, and kept comforting him. But I also slept and woke up. Mother hibiscus approached father hibiscus, and gently touched his back with one hand. Father Furong began to snore slowly. Mother Furong was very quiet and got up and took out her daughter's full-length photo. Tall figure, wearing a pink cap, white face with a hint of pink, cherry mouth, smiling, two small dimples, curved eyebrows and a pair of round eyes, flashing light to talk. Mother Furong was fascinated, brushed her daughter's photo with her hand, put it away slowly, and crept to bed.

Some people complain that time passes too fast, but these days, Furong's parents feel that time passes very slowly, and finally it's the weekend. Furong went home. After dinner in the evening, Mother Furong packed the dishes and just sat down in the living room. Before Mother Furong could speak, Father Furong had nothing to say. He directly asked Lotus if she was playing with friends at school, but Lotus didn't answer. Furong's father was so angry that he tore his throat and cursed, and his words were unbearable Furong's father gnashed his teeth and scolded her. Furong guess her neighbors heard it, too. Furong feels like there are tens of thousands of ants rummaging around, and it seems that she sees the ferocious and mocking faces of her neighbors, which is more like a body blow and her head is about to explode. Lotus ran to her bedroom, rushed into the bedroom and slammed the door. Lotus lay prone on the bed, flapping her hands desperately on the bed, clutching her quilt cover crazily and crying. Mother Furong panicked and hurried to her daughter's bedroom, knocking on her daughter's door: Furong, Furong, open the door, open the door for her mother, no, no, no, scold you, good daughter, open the door for her mother, Furong, Furong, don't make her sad, open the door for her mother. But no matter what Mother Furong called her daughter and knocked on her door, Lotus wouldn't open the door. Mother Furong failed to shout open her daughter's bedroom door and returned to the living room, blaming Father Furong, and tears began to drip unconsciously. Mother Furong scolded Father Furong: "Our daughter has grown up and cares about face. How can you scold her daughter and let her neighbors hear you? How can she meet people when she goes out? " Don't worry about your daughter playing with friends in the future. I know what to do. "Lotus dad was silent. After Furong cried, I don't know how long it took. She slowly calmed down, smoothed her forehead hair, made up the messy bed, leaned back on the bed and sent a message to her boyfriend: "Goodbye! "Unfortunately, at this time, Furong's boyfriend Song Tao is watching a fierce European Cup match. Song Tao looked at the players galloping on the field with rapt attention, at the football he loved very much, and at the warm atmosphere on the football field. Song Tao didn't hear from Furong to her family. Lotus waited for a while, but didn't see Song Tao reply. She slowly took out her notebook and pen, wrote down half a suicide note with a heavy heart and put it on the desk. Wearing my favorite beautiful clothes, standing on the windowsill of my bedroom, high in the air on the fifth floor, with open arms, I jumped, and the whole person fell heavily on the lawn with shy youth, campus romance and unfulfilled dreams. Huang Bobo, a resident on the ground floor, heard a bang outside the window and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. At this point, it was already half past eleven in the middle of the night. Uncle Huang thought there was a thief, so he quickly opened the window and looked carefully. He saw a long shadow on the ground outside the window, motionless. Uncle Huang took a flashlight, opened the door and went out to look carefully. Uncle Huang burst into tears and screamed at the top of his lungs. He couldn't help exclaiming, "What little girl had an accident? Come on, come on. Uncle Huang was so nervous that he was incoherent. At the same time, I hurried home, took out my mobile phone and dialed 120. Furong's parents heard someone downstairs exclaim that the daughter had an accident, and a sense of foreboding came to the couple at the same time. Husband and wife, both in pajamas, rushed downstairs. Father Furong saw the painful situation on his face, lying in a pool of blood, motionless, and has left this world forever. Father Furong beat his chest and feet, tore his heart and cracked his lungs, and cried bitterly, to no avail. Mother Furong fainted on the spot, and the neighbors who heard the news quickly helped Mother Furong. Father Furong sat on the ground with his daughter in his arms, crying her eyes out ... Mother Furong just woke up, rushed to Furong and fainted again. 120, the flute sounded from far to near. Two nurses in white coats got off and squatted down to check. Furong was dead and her pupils were dilated. She got up and said, "The girl is gone." Too many cooks in the neighborhood 120 put Mother Furong on the stage, and the nurse quickly hung oxygen on Mother Furong. Two more neighbors went up and left on 120. Father Hibiscus put Hibiscus on the ground, and an enthusiastic neighbor brought a quilt to cover Hibiscus. Father Furong struggled to get up from the pain. With the help of neighbors and friends, Furong's funeral was arranged ... Furong's mother was taken to the hospital. After Furong's funeral, Furong's mother fell ill.

Song Tao was watching football when he sneezed and got goose bumps all over. Song Tao touched his arm and went on watching the football match. After watching football, Song Tao returned to the dormitory, only to see the message sent by Furong: I sent a message to Furong in a hurry: "Dear, I know that we are not old enough to fall in love now, and I will keep you in my heart until we are old enough to fall in love, and then we will fall in love again. No one in the world opposed us at that time. After sending the message, Song Tao went to bed.

On Monday, the students returned to school one after another, but there was no sign of the lotus. Class is over, and there are still no lotus flowers. Song Tao was wondering when Mr. Huang, the class teacher, walked into the classroom with a sullen face: "Students." No sooner had Mr. Huang finished what the students said than he burst into tears. The whole classroom was dead silent, and my heart was in my throat. The students looked at each other with frightened expressions. Teacher Huang adjusted her mood. Some students handed Miss Huang two tissues. Teacher Huang wiped her tears with a dignified tone: "Students, the hibiscus in our class has left us forever." Suddenly, some students began to cry loudly. Song Tao clenched his fist and banged on the table. After that, he slapped himself in the face. Song Tao believes that all this is his own injury to the lotus, and it is his pursuit of the lotus that has caused such a result today. The whole classroom is crying. Teacher Huang didn't stop the students, and finally they cried. ......

Furong is a good student with excellent academic performance. Because of this, all her classmates like her, and several male students in the class are pursuing her, but she politely refused. Song Tao, just one of her favorite classmates, does have a youthful campus romance, as pure as a faint orchid. However, due to the improper educational methods of Furong's father, Furong's immature thoughts ended his fragile life, leaving too many regrets. If Furong's father was silent, and Furong's mother and daughter communicated more, exchanged more and got to know each other better, perhaps there would not be such a result.

Song Tao disappeared after class that day, leaving nothing behind. Not only the school and family are anxious, but also the students are anxious. Everyone asked around, and finally an acquaintance met him at the seaside. The sea breeze messed up his hair, and he just watched the sea wash the rocks over and over again, splashing crystal waves and falling into the sea. It turned out that Song Tao thought that the chief culprit of Lotus's death was himself: if he didn't pursue Lotus and Lotus still lived a quiet life, there would be no such thing and Lotus would not die. Song Tao deeply blamed himself. Song Tao didn't know that such a thing wouldn't have happened if Furong's father had correctly guided and persuaded him. Perhaps, let mother Furong talk to her. The gentleness of mother's nature will not touch her daughter's dignity. What's more, Furong has agreed with Songtao that now is not the age to fall in love, respect each other, study hard, meet the future, and then embrace love in the season of love.

Since Furong left her parents forever, Lacrimosa, especially Furong's mother, often looked at the whole family on the wall in a daze, with her lips pursed from time to time, not knowing what to say. She shut herself in all day and didn't eat much. People are haggard day by day, and they often wake up from their dreams at night, shouting hibiscus, hibiscus, daughter, daughter, come back quickly. Soon, Furong's mother became ill. A beautiful woman with cheerful personality, ingenuity and outstanding eloquence is ill. In order to take care of Mother Furong, the impatient father had to ask for leave to go home to take care of Mother Furong, accompany her every day, take care of her in every way, enlighten her and caress her. Father Hibiscus takes good care of Mother Hibiscus, thinking that his daughter will leave their home forever, and he can't let Mother Hibiscus collapse. He must find a way to get better soon. After Mother Furong's condition improved, Father Furong took Mother Furong to travel around and temporarily left the sad place. Mother Furong's mood gradually calmed down. Furong's father asked someone to help him rent a house in his hometown. When he came home from a business trip, he went straight back to the rented house. Father Furong sometimes takes things back to his original home and reluctantly leaves. Mother Furong stayed at home for half a year, and father Furong lost her at home for half a year. Finally, the husband and wife discussed it and went to work. Working hours have passed faster, and the days are still the same. In this way, the husband and wife regained their confidence in life. One morning in early spring, the earth just recovered, and both husband and wife returned to work.

Furong is a good student with excellent academic performance. Because of this, all her classmates like her, and all her teachers praise Furong. She is not only beautiful, but also obedient and has excellent academic performance. Several male students in the class are pursuing her, but they are all politely rejected by her. Song Tao, just one of her favorite classmates, does have a youthful campus romance, as pure as a faint orchid. However, due to the inappropriate education method of Furong's father, Furong's immature thought ended his fragile life to protect his dignity, leaving too many regrets. If Father Furong is silent, let Mother Furong and her daughter communicate more, communicate more and get to know each other better, maybe this will not happen. Puppy love among students has become a common social problem. Whether it is a teacher or a parent, if they discover, enlighten and educate in time, or do their work earlier, children may not fall in love early. Once puppy love is found between students and children, especially girls, it is best for mothers to communicate with their daughters in person, or to have a long talk on their knees, educate them patiently and guide them correctly to avoid future troubles. Nowadays, puppy love among students is not entirely the fault of children. Today's children, who eat well, play well and are smart, plus TV and movies, are born precocious and puppy love.

In the world, there are always some people who make people feel distressed; There are always some things that are regrettable, and there are always some family ties that go their separate ways; There are always some beautiful things that can't be kept. With the passage of time, this hurried passer-by sank into the deepest part of his memory and was deeply branded by the years.