My university alma mater, Shandong Normal University, I miss you!
▲Dongfanghong Square of Shandong Normal University
Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, I unexpectedly received an invitation letter, which made me overjoyed and warm in my heart, writing: "Time is like an arrow, and the years are like shuttles." In the blink of an eye, it has been fifty years since we graduated from Shandong Normal University, and the beautiful university time is just like a glittering picture scroll, burned in the depths of our memory, the past is like a dream, warm as yesterday, still in our hearts.
Fifty years apart, how are you, old classmates? Is everything going well for you? Dear old classmates, on September 26th, let us gather together in Jinan, Quancheng, relive the days we walked together, and enjoy the warmth of the old classmates getting together. After reading the letter, tears filled his eyes, his mood could not be calmed for a long time, and half a century of waiting finally realized his dream.
On September 26, the sky was beautiful, the wind and the sun were beautiful, and at five o'clock in the morning, I boarded the high-speed train and headed for the provincial city of Jinan. Sitting on the car, looking at the distance through the car window, the scene of going to college fifty years ago loomed from time to time, in 1965, after the college entrance examination, fortunately received the university admission letter, handled the procedures such as household registration transfer, prepared a simple bag, from Zaozhuang Xuecheng Railway Station, spent a dollar and a dime (can buy 60 eggs) to buy a train ticket to Jinan,
At the exit of Jinan Railway Station, I got on the Jiefang truck that came to pick up the station, got on the train and was excited, so the treatment was flattered, when I arrived at the school, I first entered the university gate, as if "Liu Grandma entered the Grand View Garden" Everything is fresh, I don't know where to look, with the help of young political counselors and senior classmates, I completed all the formalities, led me into the three-story red building of the physics department dormitory, and was welcomed by the orchestra (the physics department is the main force of the school band) at the entrance of the building,...... "Comrades, Jinan station has arrived" The sound of the radio in the trunk of the train interrupted my memories and returned to reality.
Walking out of Jinan Station, A glance at the "half a century reunion" of the station sign, next to the station sign stood our former squad leader, stepped forward, the two hugged tightly, saw each other speechless, got on the car, came to the school gate is no longer the small gate building of the year.
▲ The high-level university gate is in front of you, looking inside, the high-rise buildings are lined up, and between the buildings, the cultural buildings and the antique teaching buildings that have experienced vicissitudes are still "the sound of the waves".
▲ The author of this article, Dai Zhongqun, took a photo in front of the teaching building fifty years ago
Entering the teaching building, the decoration of the new era has changed its original appearance, but the careful organizers redrawn the "65, 1" class of 50 years ago, the class door number is particularly eye-catching, I can't hold back the excitement, I want to rekindle half a century as soon as possible, so I rushed into the classroom.
▲ The author of this article took a picture in the classroom fifty years ago
There are quite a few classmates in the classroom, see me, suddenly come over five or six classmates, everyone hugs together, tears, long goodbye reunion, intoxicating, wait to come back to God, you look at me, I look at you, stare at each other, looking for the youthful face of the year, and the old days of a trace of wind, fifty years away, a flick of the finger, once full of childish young boys and girls, now have become white-bearded old men, white-haired old ladies, become grandparents, Teacher Zhang, the political counselor of fanggang at that time, was also in the same class for four generations.
The students arrived, each sitting on the seat of the year, the class leader roll called, one by one stood up and answered "to", don't look at the ancient rare old people, each sonorous and powerful, and found the feeling of the year. Remembering the sunset, crossing the same window, going up and down the bunk, getting along day and night, leaving a beautiful story.
Deep classmate affection is like old wine, Yu JiuYu pure incense, Yu Jiu Yu precious, several classmates improvise words, long and endlessly reminiscent. Finally, Teacher Zhang, a political counselor who is nearly eighty years old, "painted the finishing touch": When you came to Jinan to study and meet, you have a fate in this life, a thousand words, it is difficult to tell at this time, let us remember this unusual day, and look forward to your "often go home to see"!
After the meeting, the students strolled on the university campus, mooing back to the stars of fifty years ago, the deep woods behind the seven rows of houses, still so quiet, the basketball court in the southwest corner had left us bouncing figures, the small trees under the south wall of the campus carved the annual rings of the hard reading window, the winding trail behind the cultural building left wandering footprints, the middle classroom on the second floor of the teaching echoed with the sound of books, the warmth of the red building dormitory of the Physics Department next to the printing plant of the alma mater...
▲ Group photo in front of the student dormitory fifty years ago
At noon, we had lunch together in the student canteen, half a century is a rare gathering, everyone drinks freely, full of words in the wine, when the wine is hot, four large plates of dishes: "white boiled Cabbage", "stewed tofu carrot slices", "moss stewed small crispy meat", "cucumber shredded fried tofu skin" plus a basin of sweet potato noodle soup.
Such "four dishes and one soup" pushed the banquet to a climax, so that everyone could smell the aroma of the food when they were in school, as if they had returned to the romantic years of fifty years ago, this scene is unforgettable.
In the song "In another twenty years, we will meet again", "Singing gold to collect soldiers". The short day reunion left good memories, although they did not meet until fifty years later, there is a way: the late spring is more beautiful.
▲ Alma mater Dongfanghong Square group photo front row left author
November 11, 2021
Author: Dai Zhongqun
Editor-in-charge: Huang Sumei's "White Wave Love"