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The last lesson
Daudet
Go to school that morning, I went very late, was given a fright I called Mr. Han Maier Moreover, he said that the word we have to ask, but I do not even have a word of it to come. I do not want to go to school, to play the field Wanba.
Well, warm weather, then fine!
Thrush in the woods while singing to Wanzhuan; on the grass behind the mill, the Prussian soldiers are training. This is a scene, scores more interesting use of the word; but I can Guanzhuziji in a hurry to go to school.
I have gone through town, saw many people standing on the front bulletin board. Over the past two years, we have all the bad news is filtered through from there: defeat it, the sign made it, you command a variety of command. - I do not stop, the only thought in mind: "What's the matter?"
China hit with a blacksmith's apprentice, he also squeezed in there to see the notice, he saw me in the square ran, shouting to me: "do not need it fast, the children, is a anyway, you had time to play school!"
I would like him to take a joke and I, out of breath to Mr. Han Maier arrived at the small yard.
Peaceful days, the beginning of the school class, there are always a noise that can be heard on the street. Desks open it, you customs desks, we Pachao clutching his ears loud endorsement ... ... you have a teacher with a large iron ferule beating tight on the table, "quiet, quiet ... a little ..."
I had intended to take advantage of that noise for a while secretly Liudao my seat; But that day, all-quiet, with the same Sunday morning. I open the window looking into to see the students in their seats on; Mr. Han Maier, walked up and down, even if one arm under the arm of the ferule. I had no choice but to push open the door, walked in front of your face quiet classroom, you can imagine how red my face at that time, the heart of how fear!
But what is no. I met with Mr. Han Maier, very gently: "quick sit well Francois small people, we will have to start school, ranging from you."
I jump across a bench to sit down on. My heart is a little bit of calm, I noted that our teachers today that he put on a piece of pretty green dress, while under the surface of the tie, then wearing embroidered top side of the small black silk hat. This set of clothing and headgear, he only inspectors to inspect or awards of the day before wearing. There are a classroom as a whole and do not usually serious atmosphere. I am most surprised that the back row has always been a few empty sitting on the bench a number of people in the town, they like us quiet. Among them, Hao old gentleman old man, wearing his top hat Triangle, a former mayor, former postman, but also some Pang Deren. It seems all very sad. Hao also old gentleman with a book-breaking edge of the primer, he opened the book, to share in the knee, he placed the book on cross-glasses looked great.
I saw all the circumstances, being surprised, Mr. Han Maier has got into a chair, just like me to speak, and soft and seriously told us: "My children, this is the last time I'll give you a class. Berlin To have the order of Alsace and Lorraine schools only teach the German. To a new teacher tomorrow. Today is the last you a French lesson, I hope that you will learn a lot of heart. "
I listened to those words, feel very sad. Ah, those bad guys, put them in the town on the bulletin board, the original is all about!
Finally, my French a lesson!
I almost do not composition! I can no longer learn the French! Is this even if it? In the past I did not learn that lesson to find the open Niaowo, Saar River to go ice-skating ... they think, how I regret! I have these books, you grammar, the history of it, I just feel so disgusted with so heavy, now seems to be my old friend, they want to split up with. Mr. Han Maier still the same. He had to leave, I can not see him! Think of them, I forgot to give me his punishment, I forgot to pay the ferule.
Poor people!
He put on a set of beautiful dress that is to commemorate the last class! Now I see why the elderly who come to town坐在教室里. It seems to me that they had no remorse often come to school. They like to use this way to thank our teachers 40 years of dedicated service, said it is necessary to lose the respect of the land.
I was thinking about when they suddenly heard the teacher calls out my name. It is my turn to the endorsement. God, if I can learn that well-known hard from beginning to end use of the word out, loud voices, clearly articulate, a little mistake does not, then all costs and I are willing to come up with. But at the beginning of the words I get confused, I had no choice but to stand there rickety, and was very uncomfortable long did not dare to raise. I heard Mr. Han Maier said to me:
"I do not blame you, Francois small people, you certainly hard enough in this be it. Every day we have to think: 'forget it, some time tomorrow be too late to learn. Now take a look at our The results of it. Alas, the total should wait until tomorrow to learn, this is the most unfortunate people of Alsace. Now that we have every reason to be on the guy said: 'how? You also say that the French themselves, even your own The language will not say, not write! ... However, the poor little Francois people, you are not one's fault, all of us in many parts of the blame should own it. "
"You learn from your Die Ma for the lack of interest. In order to earn a little money, would rather tell you to leave the books, go to the mill worked. I, I do not blame my own place ? I do not often let you leave for work, I water the flowers? I go fishing, and not simply put on your day off right? ... ... "
Then, Mr. Han Maier from the one thing that talking about one thing, when it comes to the French language up. He said that the language of France is the world's most beautiful language - most understand that the most accurate; said, we have to put it in mind, never forget it, the country will perish as a slave of the people, as long as they are kept firmly in mind Language, as if holding a key to open the prison door. Having said that, he opened a book talk about grammar. Strange, listen, all I know. He said it seems very easy, very easy. I feel that I have never been so listen carefully, he has never been on such a patient. Poor people like himself wanted to know what he left before the all-taught us that all of a sudden go into our brains.
Grammar lesson finished, we have classes on the copybooks. On that day, Mr. Han Maier sent us a new copybook for calligraphy, the note is a round-the beautiful words: "France", "Alsace" and "France", "Alsace." We are hanging on copybook for calligraphy of these desks of iron, like many of the small plane flying the national flag in the classroom. Then concentrate on individuals, the classroom so quiet! Only to hear the rustle of paper and pen in the ring. Sometimes some of the Jin Jiachong fly in, but not pay attention to anyone, even the youngest child is not a distraction, they are to concentrate on painting "exercise on a horizontal bar," as if it would be the word France. Goo Goo pigeons on the roof and cried in a low voice, I said to myself: "They will not force them to the pigeons also use the German words to sing!"
Every time I looked up to see the total Mr. Han Maier sitting in the chair, motionless, staring around seeing things like this should be the small things in the classroom are housed in the eyes away like. As long think about: 40 years, he has been here, the window of his small yard in front of his students; spent many years of desks and chairs, a light shining, the wear and tear; in the yard of the long walnut high A; he personally planted the Wisteria, around the window has now climbed to the roof.
Poor people, ah, now he must break with all this, tell him how sad is not it? Moreover, they see his sister upstairs to pack up around! - Tomorrow, they should never leave this place.
But he has enough courage to persist in today's homework in the end. Copybooks class finished, he taught a history. Then he taught primary classes to fight their ba, be, bi, bo, bu. In the classroom in the back seat, Hao little while old man has been put on glasses, holding his hands of this primer, with them to fight these letters. His feelings of excitement and even a trembling voice. He heard a strange voice, we want to laugh, sorry. Ah! This is the final lesson, I will never forget!
Suddenly the church clock struck twelve under. The prayer also ring the bell. Prussian soldiers came out of the window and the trumpet - that they have closed the parade. Mr. Han Maier to stand up, pale, I feel that he has never been so big.
"My friends, ah," he said, "I - I -"
But he Geng Zhu, and he did not go on.
He turned toward the blackboard, pick up a piece of chalk, using the power of the body, has written two Chinese characters:.
"Long live France!"
Then he stayed there, the first against the wall, not so that we only made a sign: "The bulk of the school, you go ... ."