Take advantage of this good day in the autumn, and waste this leisure time without exerting effort. Along the way, I found a treasure-like trip, and unconsciously walked to my alma mater in elementary school.
The gate is now closed, standing at the door, you can't see what it looks like inside. Just because there are fewer and fewer children now, the school has stopped enrolling students for many years. At that time, this school was the second school in the town except for the town center elementary school. We have many facilities that other schools don't have, and many teachers who have graduated from teacher training are also proud to be assigned here. In those years, my alma mater was also very beautiful, whether it was Chinese, mathematics, or sports competitions, it would come out on top. Later, when there were fewer and fewer children, children from several nearby schools came here, and then there were fewer children, and there were no more students here, and all the children went to the primary school in the town.
I heard that this place was contracted, and the factory building was rebuilt on the original basis, and now it is a food processing factory, and there are people who are idle at home nearby, who work here. While I was wandering at the door, I happened to run into an acquaintance who said I wanted to go inside and have a look, and he opened the door and let me in to visit. The original classroom has been renovated, of course, not now, and has been renovated many times in more than thirty years. The huge playground was built with a row of bungalows. Now the machine is roaring, fortunately the noise is not very loud, and some workshops are still playing hi-le. The open space is full of cars of all sizes, some delivery, and some commuters.
The impression is that the alma mater used to be the most beautiful school, really. The school had three rows of classrooms, a row of teaching buildings and teachers' offices, and a row of teachers' dormitories. Behind the first- and second-grade classroom is a shrub forest with all kinds of miscellaneous flowers, anyway, all year round, there are evergreen trees, there are flowers that bloom every day. In front of it is a row of French plane trees, tall and tall, which is a good place for shade on hot days. In front of it was a row of classrooms of three or four grades, and against the courtyard wall was a row of willow trees, willows, weeping willows, and our favorite thing at that time was to fold branches to make lanterns to play after the willow tree sprouted. In front of the classroom are French sycamore and paulownia trees planted in a staggered manner.
At the back of the fifth grade classroom, there were a lot of fruit trees, peach trees, neem trees, and locust trees, and some trees that I could not name, which was the most fragrant and best place in the school. In front of the classroom, there are paulownia trees, which are the most planted in schools, and when the flowers bloom, the whole school seems to be shrouded in the lilac spirits. In front of us is a big lawn, which is our recess entertainment place, jumping leather bands, throwing sandbags, kicking football, rolling. How happy we were then!
Now, the lawn is gone, the flowers, the trees are all gone, they have all been turned into cement floors, fortunately, there is one place that has not been demolished, that is, our flag raising platform, at that time we wanted to go to the fifth grade, because the flag raisers were only selected among the outstanding students of the fifth grade, and the flag was raised once a week, which seemed to be very ceremonial at that time. Probably because the National Day has not passed for a long time, the five-star red flag is still flying on the flagpole.
Many years have passed, everything is no longer human, fortunately, I can still see the flag-raising platform that I have returned to countless times.
