Unforgettable Secondary School Days
Old classmate love, never fade! After running away for half a lifetime, he is still a teenager when he returns. If they meet in the vast sea of people, it is not that they can no longer be recognized, and if it is not based on an old photo, it is not impossible to confirm. From each other's eyes, it can be seen that time is not biased towards anyone, there is no trace of dust at that time, and then gather everything has settled, how many ups and downs are separated between them, just like a big river passing through too many big waves of sand, only to see that the source is so clean. After so many years of separation, I saw that we also had a carefree youth, and I don't know when youth has become a distant dream. After so many years have long been used to, youth is just a roll of nostalgic film. Looking at the scenes on the film, it seems to be a step back in time, with a spotless self. The reunion we omitted the past, did not mention the ups and downs, did not mention the cangsang, did not mention the ebb and flow, only in that time, looking for the dream of their own. Looking and finding that we are not old, the years have left wrinkles, but we can't carve a trace of the heart. People who dream are always not old; naïve people are always not old; interesting people are always not old; people who are relieved are always not old; people who are carefree are always not old. Yesterday's heart and today's heart are the same heart, and the heart is not old and young, and it is not far away. The love of the old classmates who ran away for half a lifetime will never fade!
At the invitation of the students, I hurriedly put aside my memoir of "Childhood Memories", and suddenly entered the middle school era, feeling that I had grown up and matured a lot. Although the writing is not gorgeous enough, the content is not perfect, the colorful childhood left me with infinite fun and is worth remembering. In the process of writing, I received great support and support from the students, and I would like to express my gratitude here. To write about the middle school era, the campus changes experienced, the gathering and dispersion between teachers and students and the same as when I was a child, I can only comb through and write everything I experienced in the middle school era from the blur of my own memory, and hope that the students will actively participate in the writing and complete it as soon as possible.
The development and evolution of the forty classes of Jingping Junior High School
In September 1981, the students of the 40th class of Jingping Junior High School, at this time, Jingping Junior High School was rumored in my ear to be called Xinjian School, the specific year it was built, I don't know, only know that Jingping New School is located in the north of Cemetery Road, west of Martyrs Cemetery, east of Pinglu County Water Conservancy Bureau. Sitting north facing south, north high south low. According to the name of the well, Xiliang, the history is a wasteland, also known as a mass graveyard. Jingping farmers also opened up land to cultivate land, and later after the founding of the People's Republic of China, in order to protect the environment, they planted red poplar trees, which was a complete junior high school at this time. According to President Li Shengcai and I, he was here when he joined the work, and before September 1978, it was a seven-year school (five years of primary school, two years of junior high school) And the principal was the elderly teacher Ma Deyun. At that time, the superiors called on the school to run a "small factory", and the school set up an "ink factory" according to the arrangements of the Education Bureau. Principal Ma appointed the hard-working Wu Cunbang as the director of the factory. I don't know who made up a slip of the ink factory: "The school has set up an ink factory, and the director of the factory is Wu Cunbang, and the red and blue ink two warehouses." Regardless of whether the ink is qualified or not, the red ink is red and the blue ink is blue anyway. Ink is marketable and can be used by primary and secondary schools throughout the county. The workers of the ink factory are junior high school students, and the class teacher leads the students to take turns to participate in the labor, and under the guidance of the factory director Wu Cunbang, the ink is made according to the process. The school running a small factory is a new thing, for a time, the ink factory is red and hot, very lively.
Photo of all teachers at Jingping Junior High School (circa 1980)
The first row is from left to right: Wen Guimei, Fan Ru, Shi Feng, Guo Cuizhi, Zhu Guilan, Yin Yumei, Su Feng'e, Lu Jianhua, Tian Ying, Gao Sen, Zhang Guihua, Jia Yumin
The second row is from left to right: Ding Yin, Liu Yu'e, Meng Qingyu, XXX, Wang Han, Zhao Jike, Zhang Fu, Rong Busheng, Ma Deyun, Liu Jinyi, Song Xian, Zhang Chuangye, Jia Shi, Ma Yaolong.
The third row is from left to right: Zhao Yumei, XXX, Dong Maocai, Bai Xi, Shihualong, Liu Furu, Guo Liang, Zhao Jinrui, Gao Binguo, Wu Cunbang, Gao Xian, Li Junying, Zhang Yue'e, XXX.
The fourth row is from left to right: Bai Shoubiao, XXX, Wu Wudan, Kou Zhenming, Rong Quanren, Petrochemical Long, Song Zhu, Lu Heng, Guo Wanfu, Bai Hanzhen, Song Shijiu, Song Zhu, Wang Huan, Liu Shuming
Speaking of the forty classes of Jingping Junior High School, it is necessary to mention the forty-third class of Jingping Junior High School (this time the three-year junior high school), due to the campus change, it is composed of two parts of students, of which some students of the forty-third class of Jingping Junior High School (cemetery road site) are the main body and relocated to Jingping Nanping School in the autumn of 1982. There are thirty-nine classes, forty classes, forty-one classes, and forty-two classes. Class 43 is a junior high school student.
Jingping Junior High School Class 40 (formerly 43 Class Junior 1) students flower name
Li Hongbin Xu Jianjun Yang Bowen Gao Shijie Jia Zhigang Zhai Zhenping Cao Fang Zhao Min Zhang Xiaolong Gong Wenping Xu Jianzhong Yang Zheng Huang Fenglan Wang Ruihong Zhang Ying Wang Shaojun Han Lei Li Hongmei Li Hongqing Liu Hua Liu Runqing Zhao Biao Yang Yeshu Li Yan Wang Yuping Ma Wenlin Zhao Yongsheng Tang Cheng Liu Yong Zhang Li Li Li Yuyao Chen Wencai Zhu Jiangang Zhai Huilan Golden Leaf Zhao Jihua Bai Cuifang Cao Yingshu Nanjie Lu Yuhong Lu Yuhua Lu Bing Ma Li Li Yuzhen Bai Cuimei Wang Jinbo Wang Wenxi Zhang Liang Zhang Bin Hou Cui Liu Ying
(Class Teacher Zhang Chuangye Mathematics Teacher Gao Fengying Guo Cuizhi Geography Lu Jianhua Politics Teacher Duan Bichun Huo Jinsheng Biology Senior English Teacher Bai Shoubiao Class Committee Member: Class Chairman Li Hongbin Life Class Leader Yang Bowen Learning Class Leader Xu Jianjun Health Class Leader Cao Fang)
Jingping Junior High School Class 40 (Nanping Junior High School Second Junior High School Junior High School Third Classmate Flower Name) increased students
Zhang Wanjun Liu Jiayu Liu Jianguo Zhang Weidong Qiao Lei Bian Xu Kou Peng Liu Xingping Wu Zhi Hou Ling Wu Zhiming Li Hua Qiao Liyun Hao Ruisheng Wang Xin Wu Qiang Li Gailan Jia Shufang Li Ji Su Zhimei Ding Xiaoping Li Yuqi Daniel Zhang Wu Cuifen Zhang Xiaoping Zhao Wenfu Guo Cuilan Wang Chunlin Liu Xiping Tang Lingxiu Jia Yuxiu Zhang Zhirong Kou Guiping Yang Shun Ding Xiuping Yang Yinhua Zhang Xiulan Li Lin Han Jin Du Cuizhen Lin Ye Guo Cuiling Wang Cuilan Wu Jianmin Yang Ling Guo Jianhua
(Class Teacher Zhang Chuangye Mathematics Teacher Zhang Xinggui Guo Liang Gao Wensheng English Teacher Tian Ying Chemistry Teacher Wu Zhangui Physics Teacher Zhang Maolin Lu Heng Politics Teacher Han Ye Geography Teacher Gao Xian Biology Teacher Duan Bichun History Teacher Jia Sheng Class Committee: Yang Bowen Life Class Leader and English Section Representative Liu Yong Cultural and Sports Class Leader Xu Jianjun Study Class Leader Cao Fang Labor Class Leader Kou Pengtuan Branch Secretary)
Brief description of Jingping Junior High School Campus (Cemetery Road)
Jingping Junior High School (the former site of Cemetery Road) campus terrain north high south low, the school has the main gate, that is, the south gate, the south gate is slope road, the two sides of the school gate are earthen pagodas, I don't know how many years of two rows of bent poplar trees stand there quietly in spite of the wind and rain, like the guards guarding the door to greet our group of energetic teenagers, once you enter the school gate, on both sides of the school gate are two rows of wooden bungalows, the east side has the school storehouse, the school branch secretary's office, the west side has the teacher's dormitory, and the two rows of neat houses are in front of the brick flower railing wall, which is planted with flowers and plants. Opposite the gate is a row of teaching and research rooms, there is a principal's office, teaching office, the middle door opening can lead to the back row of classrooms, the west and the middle teaching and research group away from the westernmost (adjacent martyrs cemetery) there are several bungalows, called water rooms, there are hot and cold water is the place where the whole school teachers and students use water. Behind the last row of the classroom is the playground, behind the playground is a row of stone caves, is the northeast corner of the residence of the faculty and staff family area is the north gate, outside the north gate is the stone road, close to the water conservancy bureau family courtyard, He Ying lives here, at noon I do not wait for the backpack He Ying to take it back to his home, when the class is brought over, the impression of He Ying in the forty-second class. When it came time for the whole school to open the teacher-student conference, the venue was in front of the row of the teaching and research office, and the principal Zhang Fu was full of local words, just like our past Shanxi parents' official Secretary Hu, vigorously criticized men and women for handing notes to write love letters "I love you" and so on, of course, not to those of us who have just entered the school, only the secretary of the school branch Rong spoke like a scholar. Jingping Junior High School Committee Organizational Structure: Principal Zhang Fu Secretary Rong Busheng Teaching Director Zhao Jike
Memories of Jingping Junior High School Campus (Cemetery Road Campus Site)
Jingping Junior High School forty to implement the five-track system, a total of five classes, namely 〇, 1, 2, 3, 4 classes, the fourth class and the teaching and research group is a row, the middle of the brick steps road, the west is the water room, when it was my turn to fetch water on duty, I used to meet many students in the third class of primary school, chatting for a while before leaving. 〇, the first, second, third class in the back of the teaching and research group of this row, at that time is not like now divided into experimental classes, key classes, basically parallel classes, I and many students who finished small are divided into three classes, I remember that there are Li Hongbin, Xu Jianjun, Gao Shijie, Cao Fang, Wang Yuping, Bai Cuimei, Zhao Jihua, Wang Jinbo, Li Yuzhen, Zhai Zhenping, Zhu Jiangang and other students, the class teacher Zhang Chuangye, I and Li Hongbin, Xu Jianjun at the same table, sit in the Bank of China, at that time it was the north-south line to change seats a week, the Bank of China did not move, we sat in the third row of the Bank of China, Li Hongbin is south, I am in the middle, and Xu Jianjun is north. Li Hongbin class chairman, I am the life class leader, Xu Jianjun study class leader, Cao Fang sat behind us is the health class leader, at that time the school stipulated that each class cadres take turns to be on duty every week, wear red armbands to type the word Tuesday, check the self-study labor discipline of this grade and make a record and then report. Once I and Li Hongbin, Xu Jianjun self-study week came back I wrote down the labor discipline inspection of each class, Han Lei ran over to see, I did not let me see, I took the record book, Han Lei took the opportunity to punch a fingernail of my right hand with a fist to hit the black purple, and later Teacher Zhang criticized, Han Lei took the initiative to admit to me, the next day from home to take two bags of tetracycline tablets anti-inflammatory drugs for me to eat, I don't know Han Lei can not remember now.
In the first year of junior high school, Xu Jianjun students learned the best, the math score was always full of points, let me admire the five bodies to the ground, I was always diligent to ask him for advice, the three of us were three classes of students all the way, Li Hongbin was busy with class work to make an example, at that time my pen word class was the best, most of the male students' homework books were written by me, until I arrived at Nanping Junior High School, a large stack of homework books was issued at the beginning of the school, the homework books at that time had no words, I had to write myself, Gong Wenping all hugged me and let me write the skin. At this time, Chinese, mathematics and English tests are all written tests. Geography, politics, biology are all oral tests, oral tests are given by the teacher in advance of the two hundred questions, let the students memorize themselves, when it is the turn to take these three exams, the classroom teacher draws three to five questions to answer, and immediately gives the results after answering. It is incorporated into the total score of Chinese, Mathematics and English. In the midterm exam, I ranked ninth in my grade, and at that time, the list was published on big red paper, and the brush was written out and posted on the side wall of the classroom in the middle of the campus, west of the teaching and research group.
At that time, Xu Jianjun led me to his home in two brick coupon-roofed bungalows opposite the school gate, went back to move dry food, opened the cage window to find dumplings, took out the corn nest from the bottom of the tank, and we both ran back to the classroom after eating well. In the summer of the first year of junior high school, Teacher Zhang Jingping Xiaodongliang (in fact, it is now the Ping'an Street HSBC piece) planted black beans, quinoa, I and my classmates went and pulled grass, in the autumn Teacher Zhang cut down the wheat, told me, organized a few students to go to the field to turn over and then snort and then pull back, Sunday I organized a few classmates to go to turn the wheat, and then the teacher on the street met my mother and said: Let you Bowen and some classmates give up the wheat ears to turn the wheat.
A short year passed quickly, Jingping Nanping built two teaching buildings, the junior high school to be relocated, some of the students on campus according to the family address to Pinglu No. 1 Middle School, part of the Nanping Junior High School, so that the original Jingping Junior High School has become Jingping No. 2 Elementary School.
Salvaging my first year in the long river of years
Jia Zhigang wrote
Memory is an incomprehensible thing, belonging to oneself but not completely obeying one's own orders, calling it but lingering, often not remembering things when my memory is strongest, and now memory has begun to degenerate, and the past is full of imagination. A few years ago always think of college life, then think more about the high school years, recently retracted back to the junior high school stage, whether in a few years will return to primary school, preschool, also unknown, maybe this is the cycle rate of people, the law of circulation, time forward, thinking backwards. My junior high school was completed in two schools, the first grade was in Jingping Junior High School, which is now Pinglu No. 2 Middle School (the original site is in the current Second Grade), and the second and third grades in Pinglu No. 1 Middle School were later renamed Lilin Middle School (the original site was in the present-day Pinglu No. 3 Middle School). Being able to enter the city from Baozigou Village Primary School to enter the city to read junior high school is the dream of our children in the village, I am one of the lucky ones, my notice was taken back by Hou Cui's father to the school, since then, I have begun to fantasize about what the school in the city looks like, from what class is the same teacher to a few classes, there are several teachers, which makes me full of curiosity; from sitting in the cave to listening to the lessons on the clay kang to sitting on the desk and stool in the spacious classroom, I have been yearning for a long time. Looking forward to the look forward to the beginning of the school, but at that time the school not only had to charge tuition, book fees, but also pay homework fees, desk deposits, this time the family to prepare the Mid-Autumn Festival to play mooncakes money out of the hand, to the city to study in the panic and no mooncake Mid-Autumn Festival has become my deepest memory of the beginning of the first year of the first year. After entering the school, I was assigned to the 43rd class, and our class had Zhang Ying and Hou Cui, who were admitted together from our village. The new school is a novelty, from my home to the school to walk half an hour, but also to cross two ditches, if you encounter a rain ditch flood time is not easy to say, either wait for the flood to recede, or risk wading water, anyway do not want to detour the west bridge in the city. Once, five or six people walked through the torrent hand in hand, and as a result, a classmate was washed down by the water without standing still in the flood, and almost had a big incident. I can't think of anything else, I just remember the scene when the school just started, because there were so many students in the city at once, I was panicked and worried, I didn't know how the teachers lectured, I didn't know how the students in the city read aloud, I didn't know how to get along with them...
I remember once Teacher Zhang talked about the poem "Street Market in the Sky", randomly named me up and read aloud, because before I listened to a classmate lengthen the voice to read, I also imitated reading, the result of reading the effect "stunned" the students, so that the whole class can't help but be funny, the funny and rich expression is still difficult to name, I myself also think it may be scared of the teacher and classmates, such as Mang in the back, hate can not find a seam to drill into. Afraid of making the classmates laugh, but it has really become the laughing stock of the students, the more afraid the more, the more hidden and exposed. At that time, there was no concept of family composition among the students, but there was also a strange upstream and downstream concept, that is, it was necessary to separate the people in the neighboring places into upstream and downstream, such as the Jingping people said Xiashuo County, Shangdatong; the villagers said to go to the city, the city people said to go shopping; the people in the city said to go to the street, the people on the mountain said to go down the street, and so on. There are also jokes with each other, such as they are all city people, Nanguan people are not convinced of the North Street people; they are all people in the same place, and the people in the city look down on the people in the village; they are all people in the village, and the people in Chuanli look down on the people on the mountain; they are all people in the mountains, and the people in the West Mountains look down on the people in the North Mountains. The downstream said that the upstream was stunned, and the upstream laughed at the downstream. At first glance, it seems to be regional discrimination, and the scrutiny is just looking at each other. The Jingping people are telling stories such as "the mountain han enters the city and the two-eyed prison forest (or the four customary ma forest)", but the villagers are saying jokes such as the Jingping people", such as "the gate is facing the street, the kiln road (chimney) is facing the sky". There are even cases of critics of dishes, such as "even home kiln cabbage, garlic in the store bay", etc., almost all of which are amplified and promoted to all people with some special cases, and the result is that some people amuse the upstream people, and they are also made fun of by the downstream people, and they make jokes about others, and they are also joked by others, and everyone is difficult to avoid, and there are a lot of jokes, who is or who. This concept also seems to be a little bit among the students, because the students in a class come from all directions, from the county seat there are organs, units, and brigades, and from the village there are Kawari, Xishan, and Beishan divisions. Although the quality of academic performance is not obvious, the prestige of classmates is very much about the source. The first semester of the mid-term examination school list announced the results, my name was at the bottom (the penultimate, I don't remember), from the countryside and there were no good grades, I was marginalized in the class, but the child wanted to be recognized, needed to be recognized, since the grade was at the bottom, so the interest was transferred outside the classroom. At that time, the Pinglu Government Auditorium had just been built and had not yet been used, and there were several vents on the wall next to it to enter and exit, especially the underground pipeline passage, which was like a winding tunnel, like a labyrinth, and it took a lot of effort to find the exit. At that time, the school's afternoon extracurricular activities were very long, so a few of our classmates ran out of the school to explore the underground passage of the new theater during this time, and they had a lot of fun, and the poor test results had long been forgotten. There is also extracurricular activities to run to the Xiquangou apricot orchard to the tree to steal apricots, the first time they entered, they were chased out by the people watching the garden. The next day, we divided into two groups, one group led the dogs watching the apricot orchard away, the other group went in to pick apricots, and finally divided the victory results equally, but the green apricots that had just grown were sour and bitter, and most of them were discarded casually. The result of the greedy play is that a semester has passed, not much homework has been done, a lot of criticism has been criticized, and the decline in academic performance and the rise of the fun of crazy running and walking have become the most memories of my junior high school. In the second semester, there are two things that I still vaguely remember, one is that the school has made a library card for each student, stipulating that you can borrow a book from the library every week, and when it comes to opening hours, the students rush from all classes like a tide to borrow books, squeezed until the water leaks, and the result of the hard squeeze is that I finally borrowed a copy of "Water Margin", and when I have time, I will look at it, which is my first experience in the library. The other thing is that the east side of our classroom is the third graduating class, the order is a little poor, the classroom has rotten desks and chairs every day, and the school requires graduates to return the desks and chairs to receive the deposit, so our first grade classroom has become the warehouse of those who have no desks and chairs to graduate. For several days in our class, the stool was lost, and the stool I was sitting on was also lost, so I had to stand and listen to the lesson, and share the table with the same table. At the beginning of the school year, the school announced the relocation to the new school in Nanping, which was originally the field of the Jingping Brigade, and later built a road, and the new campus was on the south side of the road, which was a two-story building. Our class was still upstairs, the original desks were redistributed, my stumps stools were replaced with new ones, and my worries became superfluous. Just when I was glad not to withhold the deposit, the class teacher informed several of our classmates who lived on the west side of the old campus that we had been assigned to the Pinglu No. 1 Middle School and could report to the school tomorrow. I don't know what kind of mood it is, worried about the deposit being deducted, worried that the classroom is too wet, worried that the road to school is too far, worried that the teacher will blame the teacher for poor grades... My original worries vanished in an instant, and my relationship with the new school in Nanping was only for three days. Looking back at the first year of the first year, Yoshimitsu Katayu, fragments of fragments, there are few things that can be continuous, but one thing is more real, that is, novelty, from village to county school, from the novelty of old school to new school, from the novelty of the second middle school to the first. In the novelty, he forgot the inferiority of the village baby, lost the self-blame of the inferior student in the novelty, and spent the ignorant childhood in the novelty. Because of the existence of novelty, the first stage was naturally drawn out of my junior high school era, although this period of time is only one year, it is a year that I remember deeply, and it is also a year that I cannot ignore when I grow up.
Teachers Duan Bichun and Hawking Sheng in memory
Everyone I met was more or less my teacher, because I learned a lot from them. When I was just in the first year of junior high school, the political class pushed in a medium-sized, with two natural braids, a young man of about twenty-three or four, she was our political teacher Duan Bichun, Teacher Duan had a loud voice, clear speech, after a little self-introduction, began to lecture, at that time our political textbook was "Youth Cultivation", the title was to be an excellent middle school student, Teacher Duan explained, both hands back and forth at the same time alternating half a chalk, From time to time, he walked off the podium and walked between the alleyways of the classroom and explained endlessly. Through Mr. Duan's half-semester hard work and study of "Youth Cultivation", we, a group of dolls who have just entered the school and are not deeply involved in the world, understand that our great motherland not only has magnificent mountains and rivers, a long history and a hard-working and brave people, but is one of the largest countries in the world and is almost equal to Europe. There are mountains that span the size of the whole country, and it is also one of the earliest countries where the world's civilization was developed, and many scientists, thinkers, military experts, politicians, writers and artists have emerged. Under the leadership of the Communist Party, the Chinese people established a new China after arduous struggle... This is something we didn't know before. It inspired us to love the motherland, the people, the Communist Party of China even more, and cherish today's hard-won happy life, which was our high-scoring class at that time, and patriotic feelings deeply penetrated into our blood.
In the next semester, in the political class, suddenly a smiling young man stood on the podium of our classroom, introduced himself, classmates, my surname is Huo, is Huo Yuanjia's Huo, and then wrote a strong and powerful "Huo" character on the blackboard. Later, the students learned that the teacher's name was Hawking Sheng, a native of Shuozhou. (Because of the good attitude, the students privately gave a nickname of "smiling and squinting" behind their backs) In the first lesson of the school, what did Mr. Huo talk about as ideal? Picking up the chalk and writing the word ideal on the blackboard, I began to explain to us, which has two meanings: one ideal is the goal of struggle, and the other ideal is the wish that cannot be realized now, but the grand plan that can be realized in the future. The next step is to explain how to achieve the ideal? Through the teacher's patient explanation, we understand that the ideal is not a reality, to achieve the ideal to establish a correct outlook on life and world view, at the same time to cultivate a tenacious will, starting from small things, the accumulation of quantity to a certain extent will undergo qualitative changes, the realization of ideals sometimes requires the efforts of several generations, one step to the sky is not an easy task. Later, when I got married and had children to educate my babies, I deeply realized that it is impossible to go thousands of miles without accumulating steps, and it is impossible to become a big sea without accumulating small streams. If you work hard, you can go up a step, and if you don't work hard, you have to go down a few steps.
For decades, I have not seen these two young teachers who were heroic and energetic, and recently my classmates said that Teacher Duan went north to Beijing, Teacher Huo worked in the city, no matter where they are, their valuable qualities and dedication to their work are forever engraved in our hearts, and I hereby send them deep blessings, wishing the two teachers good health and eternal youth!
Jingping Junior High School campus changes
With the reform and opening up, the vigorous development of Pinglu education, in the field of Jingping Nanping developed a road running through the east and west, and later it is the current Ping'an Street, and two two-story teaching buildings began to be built on the south side of Ping'an East Street, which is the new site of Jingping Junior High School (Nanping School) at that time. In the autumn of 1982, the campus began to relocate, according to the students' home addresses, some students went to Pinglu No. 1 Middle School, some students arrived at Nanping School, so that some of the original forty-three classes went to Nanping School under the leadership of Teacher Zhang, and gradually there were students who transferred from the village, and students who were repeating grades formed the forty classes of Jingping Junior High School (Nanping). Spacious and bright classrooms, neat desks and chairs benches, classroom lighting are all lamp tubes, finally bid farewell to the era of bulb lighting, and then the classroom installed loudspeakers, the school opening class teacher and students sat quietly in their respective classrooms to listen, the principal and the teachers and student representatives who spoke spoke in a room next door to the teaching office to speak remotely, this is an unprecedented technological revolution, and it is also a fact that we have never seen before us. The campus presents a derivative of vitality, teachers and students to build a new campus momentum, the use of extracurricular activities began to level the east and west of the two teaching buildings in front of and behind the site, made an indelible contribution, history will remember us, Jingping Junior High School will not forget our generation of Nanping School first generation of teachers and students.
And Teacher Zhang went south to buy porcelain jars
1982 early two autumn moved to Nanping, autumn late autumn caught up with our hometown side of the pickle winter, Teacher Zhang's home with wire wrapped in two broken cylinders can not be used, once on Sunday eve in the school said good three students to help go to the second shop ceramic factory to buy two cylinders, the next day our three classmates went early to live in the old city of the old street East Street Lane Teacher Zhang's home, pulled the small flat car set off, through Shengli South Road, passing through the uninhabited South Liang forest, along the curved and bumpy dirt road to continue to move forward, tired can not take turns to drive the slave flat car, When encountering a classmate who is a little downhill, he pushes the other two classmates to sit on a small flat car to relieve the fatigue of hiking and enjoy the feeling of getting off the car. To the second shop ceramic factory really saw the burning, the process of porcelain cylinder production, kneading mud cylinder workers and masters of the energetic hard work, burning out can only sell a three or five dollars, the next point is two dollars, Teacher Zhang chose to choose to hesitate, look a little expensive, look at the cheap quality is not smooth, and finally selected two large porcelain cylinders, discussed to send a small helmet, our three classmates and Teacher Zhang lifted a small flat car and began to reverse the road, although late autumn, it has been nearly half a day at noon, The great sun is still spewing its power and energy, we are tired and sweaty, taking turns to alternately drive, three pushing behind, one pulling in front, tired really can't sit down and rest for a while and then go. I vaguely remember Xu Jianjun, due to the bumps in the road, the rope that bound the large vat was loose, I didn't notice that I slipped a small helmet to the ground and hit it, and the three of us students panicked and didn't know what to say? Teacher Zhang sighed and said: What a pity! Then we re-bundled up and continued to hurry, although it was very tired, it exercised our fearlessness and perseverance, and achieved the spirit of perseverance and unremitting efforts in our future study and work life, which is a valuable spiritual wealth.
Dear homeroom teacher Zhang Chuangye
Even if the memory is also to be collected, when I think of the middle school time, I feel more and more respectable and valuable to the middle school class teacher, Mr. Zhang. His impression was the clearest and most unforgettable in my heart. His words and deeds have subtly influenced me for many years. Ms. Zhang was our homeroom teacher and Chinese teacher when we were in junior high school.
A gray hair, a delicate and lean figure, a serious and gentle face, a pair of arms with high sleeves waving a delicate and slightly sharp pen character, we are amazed and admired. In the memory of Teacher Zhang's life is frugal, simple clothes, usually is the washed gray polyester card mountain suit, never saw him change into new clothes, the impression of a hobby is to love to smoke, he will always be such a full of energy of the old man, he seems to be a burning flame, flashing in the depths of my memory, let me at the end of the year, with nostalgic warmth and gratitude, but also with a vague sense of regret and shame.
Talking about the homeroom teacher of the three years of junior high school, Mr. Zhang, I always have some complicated and touching feelings in my heart, ten years ago, the long-lost classmates contacted me, and organized a large gathering of forty classes of students, Teacher Zhang also came, I was ecstatic and did not know what kind of mood words I could use to express my admiration and gratitude to the teacher. Only in this scattered memory, write some memories of the teacher.
When I first met Mr. Zhang, I was only twelve years old, I had studied in primary school for five years and entered junior high school with excellent results, on the day of registration, I saw that Mr. Zhang was also very busy, and I took the initiative to tell Mr. Zhang that I signed up to lead some students to clean the classroom, the teacher was very happy, and took the initiative to give me the key to the classroom, and since then I have become one of the members of the class committee. Among the three years of students, I also helped the teacher manage the class work and organize class activities, and Teacher Zhang also trusted me very much. Many things are entrusted to me, and in terms of learning, Teacher Zhang often encourages me to guide me, and sometimes criticizes me. When I was in Nanping School, I often represented the forty classes to the second floor of the teaching in the west to attend the class cadre meeting organized by the school, and in the winter, I also helped Teacher Zhang's teaching and research office to be on duty. I remember the third graduation season of junior high school began a comprehensive comprehensive review, Teacher Zhang prepared the teaching plan in advance, a thick handwritten copy of the "Chinese Grammar" teaching plan was brought in during the class, when I listened carefully to the lecture and made a lot of notes, I don't know if Teacher Zhang is still in this hand-copied thick book, I really want to take a look. I vaguely remember that one year during the New Year, I followed Zhang Weidong to their home, Teacher Zhang bought thick red paper to write couplets, it turned out that Teacher Zhang's brush writing was really good, and the couplets that were written and dried were helped to paste, I remember that Teacher Zhang lived in two net-based earth kilns at that time, the ground at home was much lower than in the courtyard, and there was a small house in front of the earth kiln...
In the years to come, occasionally strolling the streets and meeting Teacher Zhang in my spare time, I always stopped to chat with Teacher Zhang for a while, watching the thin and exquisite figure of his old man gradually disappear from my sight, and my tears flowed down... But in my heart, Teacher Zhang is still so majestic, upright and noble.
Graduation Photo Roster (top-to-bottom, left-to-right order)
Wang Cuilan Guo Cuilan Li Gailan Du Cuizhen Wang Bo Wuzhi Ding Xiuping Qiao Ye Zhang Xiaolong Gong Wenping Zhang Wanjun Liu Xingping Lin Ye Qiu Liyun Guo Cuiling Hou Cuiye Yang Yeshu Zhai Huilan
Yang Zheng Daniel Zhang Gao Shijie Cui Zengwen Hou Ling Li Yuqi Kou Peng Xu Jianjun Zhang Zhirong Cao Yingshu Liu Jianguo Lu Rihai Zhang Weidong Li Ji Zhu Jiangang Yang Bowen BianXu
Han Yan Rong Quanren Yang Peisheng Wu Zhangui Wang Huan Meng Tao Meng Tingtang Rong Busheng Zhang Chuangye Zhang Fu Nanhai shan Bai Xi Gao Wensheng Wang Han Tian Ying
Ma Wenlin Jia Yuxiu Liu Runqing Cao Fang Wang Yuping Huang Fenglan Wu Cuifen Liang Jinping Zhao Jihua Golden Leaf Tang Lingxiu Bai Cuifang Yang Yinhua Liu Xiping Wu Zhiming
Li Ji Gong Wenping Kou Peng
Zhang Wanjun Li Ji Liu Xingping
Gao Shijie, Zhao Jihua, Cao Fang
Zhu Jiangang Golden Leaf
Bai Cuimei Liu Jinhua
Zhao Jihua Zhai Huilan Hou Cui
Sister Flower (Lu Yuhua Lu Yuhong)
Yang Zheng to all the old students:
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When people are quiet, lie down and think carefully, it is really not easy for people to live, knowing that they will die in the future, they still have to work hard to live, why do people live for a lifetime? Complex society, incomprehensible people's hearts, can not let go of the worries, experience endless bittersweet and bittersweet, endless ups and downs, more helpless, can not forget yesterday, busy today, unexpected tomorrow, and finally do not know which day will disappear, this is life. So no matter how busy and tired you are, don't forget to feel sorry for yourself, and remember to take good care of yourself! Life is like the weather, predictable, but often unexpected. Whether it is sunny or scattered, a good mood is the only wealth in life that cannot be deprived. Grasping the daily life and taking good care of the unique body is the best to cherish. Gaining calmly, losing calmly, going with the flow, going with the flow, and following the circumstances of everything is the most open-minded and wise attitude towards life. What a good passage:
We all have flaws, so be tolerant of each other a bit. We all have merits, so appreciate each other a little bit. We all have personalities, so be humble to each other. We're all different, so accept each other a little bit. We're both sad, so comfort each other a little. We all have joy, so share a little with each other. Because we have the opportunity to know each other, please cherish every family and friend in life! Have fun every day!
Ten years later, you've maintained a healthy physique and can still travel around, punching and dancing. Your child will say, Mom and Dad, you are so wise!
The best gift for children is their own health! Important things, again, please remember the last sentence: the best gift for children is to maintain their physical and mental health.
In fact, life is to do two things well: First, educate children well, do not endanger society; The second is to take care of yourself and don't drag your children down. [Smile]
In a few years, we will all be gone, and for the world we will be completely nothing.
We struggle all our lives, and we can't take away every grass and tree. We cling to it all our lives, and we can't take away a single bit of vanity and admiration.
In this life, no matter how rich or poor, one day we will come to this last step. When we arrived in heaven, we suddenly looked back, and our life was like nothingness.
Therefore, from now on, we must live with our hearts and be happy every day. Three thousand prosperous, a hundred years later, but a handful of yellow sand. Please be kind to everyone, because there is no next life.
A lifetime is really short, how many people say that they want to live a lifetime, but walking and walking is left with the past. How many people say that they want to be friends for a lifetime, but they can turn around and become the most familiar strangers. Some people clearly say that they will see you tomorrow, but when they wake up, they are on their own.
Therefore, while we are all still alive, lovers, comrades-in-arms, classmates, friends, colleagues, and colleagues should not miss it, love seriously when we can love, embrace when we can hug, and do not let go when we can hold hands.
Play when you can, and eat when you can. Please cherish the people around you, and don't be people who turn their faces faster than books.
Mutual understanding is the real feeling, don't leave too many regrets in your life. Even the best fate cannot withstand perfunctory, and even the deepest feelings need to be cherished.
There are no absolute fools, only people who are willing to play dumb for you. The person who forgives you is unwilling to lose you. Sincerity can always keep each other, cherish to deserve long to have.
When it is advantageous, do not let people; when it is reasonable, do not unforgiving people; when you have ability, do not laugh at people. Too shrewd is hated; too picky is hated; too proud is rejected.
When people walk in the world, it is an emptiness, so why bother everywhere and not let go step by step. Words hurt more people, hate more hurt God, rather than hurt people and hurt God, it is better not to bother God.
A lifetime of unashamed and leisurely. The reason in the world cannot be finished, and the struggle has won the hearts of the people; the profits in the world are inexhaustible, and it is almost enough. Wealth gathers and people scatter, and wealth scatters and people gather.
Happy heart, easy life; people are at ease, life is worth it! Think too much, easy to annoy; Care too much, easy to bother; Pursue too much, easy to get tired.
Cherish the people around you, because there is no acquaintance in the next life! Feel the joy of life because it's fleeting! Appreciate every day of life, because there is only this life, not the next life.
Dedicated to family, classmates, colleagues, comrades-in-arms, good friends, good brothers, good sisters, and people who love me and I love.
If you have read it again, you may be able to deeply appreciate the true meaning of life again.
2020. The epidemic situation is felt.
Time flies, and the years fly by. Qu refers to a calculation, we have graduated from junior high school for twenty-six years, I think at the beginning, we were young, studying hard with the same window, getting along day and night, struggling to study in the same social environment, growing up and mature in a difficult environment, and now looking back, it is vivid, the story that happened that year, heavy for twenty-six years, is still so fresh, so exciting. Maybe we have to spend our whole lives to remember, to taste, to collect
Wind and frost rain and snow for decades, with the window to read the friendship deeply. More than 20 years of separation, more than 20 years of concern, to give us the reason to meet together, Gengyin February 2010 (the twelfth day of the first lunar month) initiated by Gao Shijie, Cao Fang, Bian Xu and other students gathered at the Pinglu Huizhi Hotel, the students stranded their busy work and all the dust servants attended the party with an expectant mood, and also invited the class teacher Zhang Chuangye and the English teacher Tian Ying to participate. You at the same table today, the "nasty" him, the quietly waiting for her, all came, with more than twenty years of thoughts and worries, I came, we all came...
Don't ask me how far I am forever, we have a relationship, we think of each other, the moment is eternity.
Don't go for twenty-six years, come back is still a young heart! Looking at today's gathering, all the handsome men and women are still full of youth, and the stadium is once again showing their majesty, and the wine field is colorful. Although it is a short period of three years of the same window, it is the fate of the past life that has been predetermined. I believe that every encounter in life is the best arrangement. Say a word to an old classmate, that sense of intimacy, innate. Just as the so-called same window accompanied by several autumns, the reunion is still the same. Let's: the feelings of youth and youth are like dreams and reminiscences, and the past of the years is like songs. I would like to commemorate our friendship and laughter in this photo album. I wish our classmates a long and lasting friendship.
"Classmates Get Together" testimonial
Christmas coincides with a happy banquet, sleepless all night is difficult to sleep, imagining the events of the year, and the memory is always in sight.
Time is like an arrow sun and moon shuttle, a flick of the finger is middle-aged, when the teenager and the girl, the smile has been added to the charm.
Classmates gathered at the Xiangfu banquet, just like the little Erlang in the past, the playfulness and fighting were still unabated, as if returning to the big class.
There are true feelings everywhere in the world, and the feelings of the students are the most sincere, and I wish you all the best and enjoy living in this life.