After graduating from high school in 1995, it has been twenty-six years in the blink of an eye. Sometimes I have to sigh, twenty-six years of time, somehow slipped away from my fingertips?
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But I have to regret to say that since entering high school, in addition to telling everyone that I have not been admitted to college, I rarely write about my high school life, and I rarely talk about my teachers and classmates, so that careful netizens have asked me in private letters many times what happened in the three years of high school, so that "Wenhao" is reluctant to mention it. In fact, there is nothing, it should be that the accumulation of feelings is not enough, and there is no impulse to find a thousand miles. So I write less and don't even want to write.
Yesterday, I watched a video on Douyin about a group of classmates gathering, no hustle and bustle, no pomp, only nostalgia, only memories. And a song "Please Come with Me" firmly tied their students who gathered together, lamenting how difficult life is. And I, along with the melody, think back to my high school, my high school classmates.
When I went to Longhui Fifth Middle School to report, it had been a month since the beginning of the school year. It is not that I was not admitted to Longhui No. 5 Middle School, but because I was not admitted to the junior high school teacher examination, even if the total score exceeded the admission score line of the provincial key high school, I still would not be admitted. Helplessly, he was admitted to Longhui Fifth Middle School. At first, I thought that only I had such an unfair fate, and when I reported to the school, I learned that Hu Qian and Xiao Qinghua were also like me, and the secondary school was almost a little bit worse, exceeding the admission score line of Longhui No. 1 Middle School and Longhui No. 2 Middle School, but I was admitted to the ordinary high school YiyiLonghui No. 5 Middle School.
After I reported to the school, I was assigned to class 100, and the class teacher was Mr. Wang Xiaotao. Maybe because of the good grades, maybe because the whole school was the last to report, I paid special attention to me, and I was still seated in the middle of the second row. Only half a month after going to school, Fan Menglin, a Chinese teacher, went to the school to check my file and wanted to know whether the articles I wrote were "copied". After learning that I was one of the top three high-scoring students in school, he came to me privately and said that I had written well, had a talent for Chinese language, studied hard, and was the material for the university entrance examination.
After going to high school, the results of various subjects were still good, but "Algebra" became a roadblock. The math teacher is a high-achieving student graduated from the Mathematics Department of Wuhan University, and it is said that he is the county's Olympiad tutor, but he lectures, I can't understand, the whole class almost can't understand, the midterm exam, the whole grade of three classes, it seems that only Zhou Hu passed. So that to this day, the conversion of tg and ctg is still unclear. However, the second year of high school changed the teacher Liao Bolian, and it seems that Mao Sai suddenly opened up, and the "algebra" of the second year of high school and the "analytic geometry" of the third year of high school are no longer difficult problems.
I am good at memory, "History", "Geography", "Politics" have always been my strong points, and I have a good relationship with teachers Fan Bo, Robertson and Wang Xiaotao. "Physics", "Chemistry", "Biology" are also OK, but my goal is very clear, and entering the Journalism Department of Beijing Broadcasting College is naturally not the direction of my ultimate efforts. Many people think that I am seriously biased, but in fact, I am not, almost evenly matched. It's just too much of a penchant for the liberal arts, so that everyone ignores my strengths in science. But to this day, when physics teachers, chemistry teachers, and biology teachers see me, they can call out my name, indicating that they were not the kind of students who mixed up their days.
A first-year English teacher, he came to teach high school after graduating from normal school, and by the time we were in high school, "English" had become very difficult. We often look for some weird test question teachers, and they are often wrong by him. Many students talked privately, but today I think, we really can't blame the teacher, he was originally a teacher training graduate, should teach junior high school, but the high school teacher is not enough, let him hard top. Who can blame? I still memorize by rote, I can still remember thousands of words, I have nothing to read "China Daily" and "Washington Post", without the help of translation software, I can also understand seven seven eight eight, which is not unrelated to the vocabulary accumulation of that year. From the second to the third year of high school, he was taught by Mr. Shao Leyun, who graduated from the English Department of Shaoyang Normal College, with completely different abilities, and the students' grades improved particularly quickly. Teacher Shao Leyun holds a ruler every day, if anyone does not listen carefully, throw chalk, and even use the ruler to teach, students are actually bullying soft and afraid of hard, seeing Teacher Shao is equivalent to seeing a tiger.
I belong to the kind of nerd who "doesn't hear anything out of the window and reads only the books of the sages" and doesn't like to communicate with my classmates. The students who played better were Zhou Hu and Xiao Qinghua, who recognized brothers in their first year of high school. And Dai Jinmei somehow has always wanted to take three of us as apprentices.
To tell the truth, three years of high school, until graduation, did not call her "master". It's just that after ten years of graduating from high school and twenty years after graduating from high school, I didn't see her coming, and I, Zhou Hu and Xiao Qinghua seemed to miss the "master", and invariably mentioned her. Some say she immigrated abroad, some say she married a big boss, some say she became a rich man, but no one has found her contact information. I went through a friend from the government department and found her parents' phone numbers. But every time I do electricity, I always think I am a liar, either hang up in a hurry, or say I don't know. Disappointed again and again, hit the wall again and again. Later, a friend of the Hunan Provincial Department of Education found Dai Jinmei's phone through his classmates, and our whole class contacted her. At the graduation twenty-year party, many classmates saw me looking for me and asked me if I had a crush on her? Really not, the classmates of that era had pure feelings, that is, they felt that she was uneven, very chivalrous, and gave me a meal ticket, which was very grateful.
There seem to be more than twenty female classmates, and another particularly naughty female classmate is Hu Weiying, who actually bet with Hu Qian's male classmates and sent me love letters saying "I love you" near graduation. Where did I know that they were still so bored near the college entrance examination and would make fun of me in this way. I also gave the love letter to the class teacher, causing her to be criticized and cry her nose. At that time, I didn't have a good impression of her, and I always felt that she didn't like to read. But after twenty years of graduation, Hu Qian mentioned the old things again, and I seemed to have more strength, dialed her phone, and said that the "old lover" had returned from Dongguan and came to meet him. She was shy at this point, saying that we still made fun of her and didn't see everyone on the grounds that we had to take care of the children.
<h1 class="pgc-h-decimal" data-index="01" among > female classmates, Huang Youhua I also looked for twenty years, the last time I called her hometown, her father answered, especially polite, called me Xiao Luo, give me the mobile phone number, I let her return to the team. </h1>
I was impressed by Huang Youhua, I was doing research when I was about to graduate, and the other students were all ambitious, but she said to be a good wife and mother. At that time, we were about twenty years old, and it was not yet time to talk about marriage, but she said that being a good wife and mother was indeed beyond our imagination. But today, when I think about it, she is a great wisdom, and she realized the philosophy of life more than twenty years ago, which is indeed high!
Luo Xiaoli is our class flower and recognized school flower, with musical talent and strong communication skills. So far, when organizing class reunions, she has come forward. And I, far away in Dongguan, occasionally looked for her to help contact teachers and classmates when I returned to my hometown, and I hardly contacted her usually. Sometimes I wonder, am I too utilitarian? Find an old classmate when you need it, and forget her when you don't need it.
There were fifty-six students in our class, and by the time we graduated twenty years ago, there were still some classmates who could not be contacted, such as Qin Guoliang, Liu Lijun, Xiao Yongjun, Fu Xiangai, Tan Xianhua, and so on. Qin Guoliang liked to play the harmonica when he was studying, especially "Winter to Taipei to See the Rain", which impressed me. Later, I helped Peng Ru, a member of the CPPCC Longhui County Committee, to finally find my mobile phone number and learned that he was doing business in Changsha. And Liu Lijun, because listening to the song "Please Come with Me", was excited, and entrusted a friend to find out, and the classmates who had not met twenty-six years after graduation actually did business in Houjie, Dongguan, less than twenty kilometers away from me. It sounds like a joke, but the reality is so funny that when I contacted, I smiled bitterly.
The night is very deep, and there is still a reception task tomorrow morning, so I have to consider going to bed. I don't write about my high school teachers and classmates, but I will follow the rhythm of "Please Come with Me" and find the missing students one by one.
In a few years, we will be fifty years old, and when we get together thirty years after graduation, there is no thirty-year-old impulse, no forty-year-old recklessness, no more than position, no more than money, no more than mansions, not more than luxury cars, everything returns to nature, only about classmate friendship, only about past memories, maybe in each other's world, it will be so beautiful.