An Eternal Lesson - In the face of difficulties, many people look through a magnifying glass. But after wrestling with difficulties, you will find that they are not so hard after all, like gym chairs. On that day, the wind and snow were fierce. It was as if countless crazy beasts were howling and fighting outside. The snow viciously sought targets to attack, while the wind wailed and searched everywhere.
Everyone was shouting about the cold, and their minds for studying seemed frozen. There were stomping sounds all over the room.
When Mr. Ouyang, with his red nose, squeezed into the classroom, the long-awaited wind rushed in. The "Middle School Student Code of Conduct" on the wall fluttered up into the air in jest, then somersaulted back down.
Mr. Ouyang, who was usually very gentle, acted completely out of character: his face was full of seriousness, dignity, and even cruelty, just like the weather outside.
The noisy classroom fell silent, and we looked at Mr. Ouyang in surprise.
"Please put on your rubber shoes, we're going to the playground."
Dozens of eyes questioned him.
"Because we need to stand at attention on the playground for five minutes."
Even though Mr. Ouyang threatened with "if you don't attend this class, you'll never attend my class again," there were still a few delicate girls and some rebellious boys who didn't leave the classroom.
The playground is in the northeast corner of the school. To the north is an open vegetable garden, and further north is a large pond.
On that day, the playground, the vegetable garden, and the pond were all connected by snow.
The basketball hoop, which had become much shorter, was hit by snowballs making a "pop pop" sound, while the swirling snowflakes and snowballs made it impossible to open our eyes or mouths. Our faces felt as if they were being cut and scratched by countless fine knives. Thick clothes felt like iron blocks or ice blocks, and our feet felt like they were stepping in icy water.
We huddled under the eaves of the classroom, unwilling to take a single step onto the playground.
Mr. Ouyang didn't say anything. He stood facing us, took off his down jacket, and halfway through taking off his sweater, the wind and snow helped finish the job. "Go to the playground and stand properly!" Mr. Ouyang's face was pale, and he said each word deliberately to us.
No one said a word, and we obediently lined up in three columns on the playground.
The thin Mr. Ouyang only wore a white shirt, and the tightly wrapped shirt made him appear even thinner.
Later, we stood neatly on the playground for more than five minutes.
In the classroom, everyone thought they couldn't withstand that storm. In fact, if asked to stand for half an hour, they could endure it. If asked to wear only a shirt, they could also endure it.
Warm Reminder: Just like many pains in life, they are actually not as serious as we imagine them to be. If you don't make a big deal out of it, it won't hurt much. You feel the pain because you think the wound hurts and fear the pain from the wound.