【Non-Fiction】
My Olympic Love Story (5)
10. One Thought Misses the Loss of "Beiwai"
I couldn't believe it! Once again, I wondered if I was dreaming.
Beijing Institute of Foreign Languages? The Beijing Institute of Foreign Languages that I have been dreaming of for a long time! That is the palace in my heart! How many nights, I have been lying on the big soil kang in the Great Northern Wilderness, yearning for the excitement of walking into the gate of Beijing Foreign Language Chinese School with the emblem of Beijing Institute of Foreign Studies, and longing for the comfort of sitting by the small blue pond with English books in my hand and memorizing words...... Every time I woke up from a dream, helpless tears soaked my pillow towel.
How did it suddenly appear? How could it be so coincidental? How could it be so easy? My mind couldn't keep up with this rhythm. I just promised Mr. Wu and Mr. Zhao that I wouldn't go to other schools, and it was less than an hour! I tried my best to find reasons and reasons for myself, but I failed. I can't get past this hurdle in my heart no matter what.
I looked at the ground with my eyes, I didn't dare to look directly at the teacher at Beiwai, I didn't know what to do, and whispered in my mouth: "Teacher Wu of Beiti just finished the exam for me, and I just promised Teacher Wu ......" He looked at me and called my name kindly: "Daguang, it's okay, you don't have to answer me now, you go back and think about it, you can come to me at any time after thinking about it." I'm still living here for the next two days, but I'll be back in Beijing the day after tomorrow. His kind words and the smile on his face were always etched in my mind. He called me "Daguang-san", and I was so excited that I almost burst into tears. However, although I was so excited and incoherent, I could not overcome the invisible hurdle in my own heart.
A few years later, I learned that after Nixon's visit to China in 1972, the ice of Sino-US relations was broken, and China established diplomatic relations with many Western countries. Therefore, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and other departments of the People's Republic of China began to look for those of us who were talented seedlings of foreign language schools back then. Before enrollment, we found a list of 96 students from Harbin Foreign Language School, and the school decided that as long as they were recommended, they would be admitted directly without exams. As an admissions teacher at Beijing Foreign University, he was so happy to find a foreign language seedling!
I wasn't confused, it was clear to my mind that this was the big thing that would determine my life, and this opportunity was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. But this hurdle firmly occupies all the space of my mind and is firmly engraved in the depths of my heart. No matter how uncomfortable I feel in my heart, how frustrated I am, and even how aggrieved I feel, this hurdle in my heart lies in my heart like the Xiaoxing'an Mountains and cannot be overcome! Years of family, school, and social education have firmly imprinted the word "integrity" in the bottom of my heart. Honesty is the first creed of man! "Honesty is greater than the sky!" "If you promise others, you must do it." As a human being, we must be honest when we speak! We must fulfill what we have promised, and we must never go back on what we say, no matter what the reason! "This creed has been firmly engraved in my heart since I was a child, and it has been around my neck, and I can't take it off or get around it.
After I came out of the teacher's room, my mind was cloudy, and I didn't know how to walk back to my room, and my brain seemed to be shut down again. I'm always overwhelmed by what has happened in the past few days. It's like a roller coaster, it's like a dream, everything seems so unreal, everything is so real to me. On the one hand, I can realize my life ideals, and the cradle of diplomats is calling, and on the other hand, I am bound by the principles of honesty and trustworthiness of Mr. Wu and Mr. Zhao. I was in a state of extreme grievance and couldn't extricate myself. I yearn so much for Beijing Institute of Foreign Chinese and become a diplomat. However, it was as if there was a giant in my head telling me over and over again that what I said was water that I had spilled, and I couldn't get it back. Honesty is greater than heaven! Honesty is more important than life! This has become the creed of my life. Now that you have promised Mr. Wu, you can't go back. No one forced me, no force could shake my belief. No matter what others think, no matter what the road ahead takes, no matter what, I can't be untrustworthy. I can't be sorry for the two teachers, Wu and Zhao, and I can't be sorry for the Beijing Sports Institute.
"Go your own way and let others do the talking!" is a phrase that has been written on the first page of my journal since I was in middle school. This is me, a stubborn young man who can't get past the hurdle in his heart no matter what, an authentic, typical, stupid little intellectual.
Fate played tricks on me mercilessly. From being unanimously elected to go to university to receiving the "holy decree" from the company commander; from suffering in the earth every day to being "rescued" by the central documents; from the excitement of being able to go to university again to the helplessness of having only four local universities to choose; from the surprise of hearing the word "Beijing" from the mouth of Chief Shi to the surprise of hearing the word "sports"; from the hard work of taking the overnight train to the division headquarters, to the warmth of seeing the two teachers of Beijing Sports University Wu and Zhao; from the mood that had just calmed down to the call of the enrollment teacher of Beijing Foreign University......
In the past few days, my heart has been tied to a big roller coaster, from extreme excitement to extreme frustration, from extreme depression to excitement again, and then from excitement to frustration, frustration to excitement, ........ The god of fate lifted me up to the summit of the Little Khing'an Mountains for a while, and threw me from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the valley for a while. When I almost felt hopeless, they lifted me up, sent me to the mountain, and then threw me down again..... I'm exhausted.
I Chinese thanked the teacher from the bottom of my heart, but I didn't go to the teacher again, and I didn't even ask for the teacher's surname. I was afraid that I wouldn't know what to say when I saw him. I didn't have the courage to talk about it to anyone again, and I wanted to keep it to my heart forever.
In this way, I left Baoquanling with great depression, even a little tragic, and extremely frank and calm, and took the train back to the company.
Baoquanling Railway Station in the eighties of the last century
But the more I feel that something is monolithic, the easier it will be to be broken - less than a month, not long after arriving in Beijing, this "ironclad" hurdle in my heart collapsed, and this "belief" is like a window paper, which can be easily pierced, but it is too late, this is a later story.
Let's talk about the first few days before I left the Great Northern Wilderness, because it was an unforgettable day in my life.
11. The days of leaving the Great Northern Wilderness
After a painful choice in the cadre unit of the regiment, and after being cared for by the two teachers of Beiti Wu and Zhao in the division headquarters, and especially after the "adventure" with the teachers of the Beijing Institute of Foreign Languages, I calmed down. After returning to the company, I felt everyone's concern and concern even more, and my heart warmed. As always, I got up early every day to ring the bell, assigned tasks to each platoon on behalf of the company commander, and then went to work with everyone. I often come back late at night, and no matter what time I return to the company at night, there will always be baked sugar cakes in the cauldron of the cooking class.
One night at about ten o'clock, I came back from work in the field with the last tractor, and I saw some people chatting in the big canteen. They said they were waiting for me, and Da Cui said, "Daguang, you are not interesting enough, after you came back from the division, you didn't tell us about your situation in the division, we have never been to the division, and we would like to know what you have encountered there." Zhan Shouqing continued: "You will leave in two days, and you will never come back this time, and the rest of our buddies will have to pass on the lineage here and take root completely." "Listening to them, I felt a little sour in my nose. Yes, I really can't come back after this walk, six years, seven years, the Great Northern Wilderness has turned me from a 16-year-old child into a real man, but now I am about to leave this black land, leaving these comrades-in-arms who get along day and night. Without their support and trust, I would not have had the result of a full vote for the entire company; without their help and arguments, it would have been impossible for the provincial investigation team to "fish me out" from the "cold palace" and realize my dream of going to university.
As a matter of fact, on the day I arrived at the cadre unit of the regiment headquarters, I already knew about the arrival of the provincial investigation team in the first company, and my comrades-in-arms at the regiment headquarters told me the detailed process. They told me that many people in the regimental headquarters knew about my college trip. After hearing that I was stuck, many people felt that it was unfair, why did the first place recommended by the masses not let go, but let the fourth place go? This obviously does not conform to the spirit of the central document. It just so happened that two people from the investigation team of the Provincial Admissions Committee came to the regiment that day, just to implement the spirit of the central document, correct the wrong situation of stuck and pressed, and ensure the delivery of outstanding talents to the country. The two men from the investigation team arrived at the regiment headquarters in the morning, and when they were eating in the regiment headquarters canteen at noon, they heard that a company of people had been stuck. The two of them were very responsible, and after lunch, they did not rest, and went to the first company in the jeep of the regiment commander. After arriving at the first company, he did not enter the company headquarters, but went directly to the wheat field, because there were two platoons of men working there. I heard that it was the investigation team from the province, everyone put down their work, gathered around the two people in the investigation team, and told the investigation team in detail about the voting situation of the whole company and the fact that the company did not let Sun Daguang go and let the fourth XXX go. Moreover, they strongly demanded that the opinions of the masses should be respected. The two comrades of the provincial investigation team worked very conscientiously and responsibly, and they worked tirelessly, and they rushed back to the regiment headquarters in the afternoon without stopping, and reported to the regiment party committee overnight in the evening. The Youth League Party Committee also attached great importance to it, and immediately convened a meeting of the Youth League Party Committee and the Youth League Admissions Committee, which did not end until more than 12 o'clock at night. Later, there was a story in which I received a call from the deputy political commissar of the regiment at the company headquarters at night.
That afternoon, when I was working on a tractor in the field, I saw from a distance the regimental commander's little jeep heading in the direction of the company, but I could never have imagined that it was a moment that would bring a great turning point in my fate. When I returned to the company in the evening to eat sugar cakes, I was skeptical. It wasn't until I received a call from Deputy Political Commissar Xiao at night that I wondered if I was dreaming.
I told everyone about meeting the head of the regimental cadre unit and why I went to the division headquarters for the examination, introduced the general situation of the division headquarters, and talked about the process of the examination and physical examination taken by the teacher of Beijing Sports University. But I didn't talk about meeting a teacher from Beijing Foreign Language Institute in the division, because it was a very serious heart disease for me.
There is a custom in the Great Northern Wilderness called "welcoming people's noodles, giving people's dumplings", also called "dumplings on the bus, noodles on the car". Most people in the Northeast love dumplings, and I love to eat them too. But there are not many dumplings to eat in the Great Northern Wilderness, only when it comes to the Spring Festival, it is necessary to eat dumplings. At this time, the cooking class should mix the dumpling filling, and then notify each class to come to the noodles and the dumpling filling, and return to the dormitory to make it together. At that time, we all used basins to serve noodles and dumpling fillings. Many people don't know how to make dumplings, especially the young people in Hangzhou, and the dumplings they make are all kinds and varied, but the comrades-in-arms are lively and elated, and the atmosphere of the New Year is also very strong. At this time, it is a time of frequent mischief. It's not uncommon to make you face and make him white, and it's not strange to eat a foreign object in a dumpling. If anyone can eat a penny or two cents, or eat dumplings with sugar cubes inside, everyone will cheer and wish him good luck. The dumplings are cooked on the heating stove in the dormitory, and they are also cooked in a basin. At first, I didn't know how to cook dumplings, sometimes the filling was exposed after cooking for a long time, and sometimes it was just put into the pot, and it was fished up and eaten before it was cooked. Young people have a good appetite, everything they eat is fragrant, and they can digest everything they eat. Of course, there are also stomach troubles.
I remember that when I went to the Great Northern Wilderness, I made a joke when I ate dumplings during the first Spring Festival. That time, our literary and artistic propaganda team went to Jiayin County to give a condolence performance, and returned to the company very late in the evening, and the comrades-in-arms put the wrapped dumplings outside and froze them for us to keep. A few of us were so happy that we started cooking dumplings with washbasins when we entered the house. At that time, it was just a few months after arriving in the Great Northern Wilderness, and several of us didn't know how to cook dumplings, and when we saw that the water in the basin was boiling, we poured all the frozen dumplings into the basin and boiled. After a while, a pot of dumplings all stuck together, and the filling and noodles were stirred into a pot of porridge, and finally turned into a large noodle lump. We had to dig it out piece by piece with a spoon and eat it, and the noodles and stuffing were mixed together, which was also delicious. Everyone gathered around the stove, eating big gnocchi, talking and laughing, waking up all the people who had already fallen asleep, some put on their clothes and went down to the kang to eat with us, and some people lay on the bed and asked us to taste it. This little episode added a lot of color to the first Spring Festival after we arrived in the Great Northern Wilderness, and I still think about it now, and there is still that lingering fragrance in my mouth.
The most fragrant dumplings I ate in the Great Northern Wilderness were the morning I left the Great Northern Wilderness. Because I was leaving, the first night everyone drank and chatted and sang in the dormitory, some played the piano, played the erhu, and played the flute, and it was lively for most of the night before going to bed. But at about four o'clock in the morning, before dawn, someone came in and woke me up. I opened my eyes in a daze and saw that it was Ma Qiang, and he pushed me and said, "Hurry up, the cooking class has wrapped all the dumplings for you, tell you to eat them quickly, these are the dumplings that sent you to Beijing to go to college, you must eat them." As I got dressed, I asked, "What time is it, when did you make the dumplings?" and he said, "The sisters in the cooking class got up at two o'clock in the night and called me to help them make dumplings for you." They said, you are going to get on the train to Beijing, we must let you eat this hot and unforgettable dumpling, so that you will never forget the Great Northern Wilderness, and we can not forget our young comrades-in-arms. Listening to Ma Qiang's words, I thought that I was going to leave my comrades-in-arms today, and I was very reluctant to give up.
Composite photo: Comrades in the first cooking class, from left, Li Xiuhua, Zhao Jian, Gu Xulan, Wu Shuren, and Cecilia Kang
That morning in the cooking class, my comrades-in-arms sent me off in the strongest and most solemn way of the Great Northern Wilderness.
I arrived at the cooking class in the morning mist, and the house was steaming hot and busy. The white soup and dumplings shuttling back and forth in the cauldron are like the tumbling river and the boats running on the river. The steaming air in the cauldron floated into the air like white clouds, drifted to the roof and back, and the whole kitchen was shrouded in "clouds". In the "clouds and mist", the young, beautiful, sincere, and simple faces of Cecilia Kang, Li Xiuhua, Zhao Jian and other comrades-in-arms suddenly appeared, which looked particularly beautiful and moving. In my ears, there are their whispered blessings, entrustments and reluctant words. There was no noise in the house, no lively scenes, only warm currents with fragrant dumplings eating into my stomach and constantly flowing to my whole body. While tasting the last dumpling of the Great Northern Wilderness, I greedily inhaled the fragrant smell that permeated the air, which was the steaming taste of the Great Northern Wilderness, the youthful surge of the young comrades-in-arms of the Great Northern Wilderness, and the most beautiful true affection in the world.
After eating the dumplings, the sky is almost dawn. I really want to leave, and the feeling of being inseparable is indescribable. At eight o'clock, a few comrades-in-arms carried the large wooden box that Lian Li had sent me to the trailer behind the Ute (big wheel tractor). At that time, everyone who went to college and left, even Li made a big wooden box of pine for it, and all my things were packed in it, and there was a big empty place, because in addition to loading things, the main purpose of sending a large wooden box was to send some wood, and the red pine wood in the northeast was strictly controlled by the state at that time, and it could not be shipped out privately. In this way, the policy of the state is circumvented, as the only welfare package for those who go to university. Therefore, the large wooden boxes are nailed up with stubble and large wooden boards, and the wooden boxes are disassembled after being consigned to the home is half a cubic meter of good wood.
That morning, all my comrades-in-arms came out to see me off on the side of the road, and the scene was very touching. The company commander and the instructor spoke separately. Then I said goodbye to everyone one by one, shook hands with my comrades-in-arms one by one, and said a thousand words, earnest encouragement, wishes, hopes, and more importantly, "Don't forget us!" and "Come back to see us if you have the chance!" When I walked next to the sisters in the cooking class, they didn't say anything more, they had already said what they had to say many times. Especially when I ate dumplings in the morning, I could memorize their repeated advice. At this time, they just silently shook my hand and looked at me silently, seeing that I was so sad and uncomfortable. When I walked to Zhan Shouqing and Cui Houxin's side, Da Cui said goodbye to me in his unique way - he looked at me with his big eyes and didn't speak for a long time, with a bad smile on his face, and suddenly he hit me on the shoulder with his fist, and said in his mouth: "This is to make you never forget the Great Northern Wilderness, don't forget our buddies!" Then, I saw that the evil smile on his face disappeared all of a sudden, his expression seemed to freeze, his two eyes widened, as if he was trying to restrain himself, and I saw his eyes flashing and shining....... Then, suddenly, he turned around and strode away, never looking back.
I went to the side of the 66.3 veterans, and their passion I didn't expect. These demobilized officers and soldiers, who are more than 10 years older than us, are closer to us than our own brothers, and they are the ones who teach us all kinds of farm work, teach us the skills of shooting, fighting bayonets, and throwing grenades, lead us to camp and train, go up the mountain to fight fires, and let us learn all kinds of skills for living in the Great Northern Wilderness. Some of them often let us go to their homes for dinner, and they had to invite a group of educated youths to "help" when they killed pigs, which was actually to let us go to satisfy our hunger, eat a meal of fresh pork, and drink a cup of wine. Even when they go back to their hometown to visit relatives, they let the educated youths live in their homes, and it is convenient to eat, drink and play. The deep affection accumulated over the past six years exploded at this moment, and first the families of the veteran soldiers surrounded me, gossiping, and grabbed my two arms, as if they were going to kidnap me. At this time, the steak captain came and pulled me out of the pile, and several old soldiers came to shake my hand and say goodbye.
What I didn't expect was that several old soldiers took me in their arms and hugged me goodbye. You know, there were very few hugs in those days, and even young people from my city were not used to it. But at that moment, I was touched by them. Although some of them exuded the sour smell of sweat and exhaled garlic in their mouths, I did not hesitate to hug and say goodbye to them one by one when I saw the expression of their true emotions and the tears shining in their eyes. My nose was sour, and tears were rolling in my eyes.
Finally, it is to say goodbye to the comrades-in-arms of the literary and artistic propaganda team, these brothers and sisters who ran all over the regiment and Jiayin County and the border guards together, performed together, rehearsed together, sang and danced together, and fought together, how many innocent and beautiful memories have been left behind, and they will be separated today. Goodbye, dear comrades-in-arms! Goodbye, dear brothers and sisters! Goodbye, accompany me through the Great Northern Wilderness of my youth!
With the words of Company Commander Zhuang: "Okay, Comrade Daguang still has to catch the train, and there is always a time when the banquet is dispersed, except for the people who went to send Daguang, everyone else is dispersed, and each platoon will work according to the work I just assigned." "I could tell that half of the company commander's words were for me, obviously with emotion. I left, and the task assigned to each platoon every morning was temporarily arranged by himself for the time being. I climbed into the trailer and sat with a few comrades on the big wooden box, and the tractor started. The people had not dispersed yet, and they were standing there watching me. At this moment, I couldn't control it anymore, tears had blocked my vision, and I couldn't see the faces of people on the side of the road.
I subconsciously wiped my eyes with my hand, and suddenly saw two familiar figures waving to me behind the big tree next to the crowd, I didn't notice them just now, and I hadn't said goodbye to them yet. But it was too late, the car had already driven, and it was driving faster and faster, and I stood up and waved vigorously in that direction, and the crowd was waving to me.
The crowd is getting smaller and smaller, the company is getting farther and farther away, and the Heilongjiang River is like a shining white line, gradually leaving the sight, blocked by the Xiaoxinganling Mountain Range, .........
In this way, I bid farewell to the vigorous and unforgettable life of educated youth, and left the Great Northern Wilderness where I had lived for six years.
I took off the yellow cotton jacket and big-toed shoes of the soldiers of the Corps, put on the army green shirt and a pair of newly bought cloth "slip-ons" that my brother had given me when he was in the army, and carried simple luggage, with complicated feelings, with infinite longing and dreams, boarded the green train to the south, and went to Beijing to realize my dream of university.
But the road ahead of me is not a smooth road, and more twists and turns, hardships and trials are still waiting for me on the road ahead.
12. A poignant episode: A female intellectuals on the train
I left the company with mixed feelings, changed cars at the regiment headquarters to Tangwanghe, boarded a train to Harbin, and prepared to go to Beijing after staying at my home in Harbin for a few days. Tangwanghe Station is only two stations away from Wuyiling, the starting station of the train, so there are not many people on the train.
Once in the car, I sat down in a window seat. Sitting opposite was a young woman, who also seemed to be a young intellectual, but she felt a little weird, she hadn't seen her face since she got in the car, her hair was a little messy, and she had been lying on the small table and sobbing. The train from Tangwanghe to Harbin took 16 hours, and she didn't eat or drink all the way, didn't say a word, and lay there without moving. I was weird, but not good to ask. After a night of bumps, when the train was about to arrive at Suihua Station, she raised her head, turned sideways, straightened her hair to the window, and then, motionless, looked straight out of the window. I saw her face, very delicate, at first glance she was a Jiangnan girl, but her eyes were red and swollen, and her face was full of sadness. I tried to ask, "Are you also an educated youth?" and she looked at me with no expression on her face: "Yes". I also said, "I am also an educated youth, and I go to school in an independent group and a company. She let out a soft "ahhhh After a while, she slowly turned her head to look at me: "I heard that your corps implements the central policy well, as long as you recommend it, you will be guaranteed to go to university, you are so lucky." I am a Hangzhou educated youth from Jiayin County Farm. She looked at me and said slowly, "I'm the unluckiest one of the people who went to college on the farm in Jiayin County. I saw that her eyes were a little moist again. After a while, like a wronged child, she told me her story of misfortune with tears in her eyes.
She is a Hangzhou educated youth, and in May 1969, she came to Jiayin County Farm with dozens of Hangzhou educated youths. Over the past few years, she has worked hard, insisted on studying, and has performed well in all aspects, and has been trusted and liked by her comrades-in-arms and employees. Years of hard work have finally paid off, and this year she got her wish and was recommended for college. She filled in the volunteer with joy - XXX College in her hometown, and it is a major she likes very much, and it is also the dream major of many female intellectuals. I heard that the venue has been approved, and I can go back to my hometown to report as soon as I receive the admission notice. In those days, when she thought of returning to her hometown to go to college, she was happy in her heart and happy on her face. She was going to give her family a surprise attack and celebrate with her family. That was her happiest day after she arrived in the Great Northern Wilderness, she prepared and looked forward to it every day in everyone's envious eyes, and everything seemed to be going well.
However, as time passed, I heard that many people had received admission letters from the school one after another, and some had already registered. Her XXX Academy notice has not been received for a long time. She called the field department twice to inquire, and the comrades in the field department told her: "No problem, don't worry, you should receive the admission letter soon." However, a few days have passed, and I still haven't waited for the notice from XXX Academy, but I have waited for someone to come. The arrival of this person was like a big stone falling from the sky, which knocked her unconscious, broke her vision, and shattered her dream of returning to her hometown to attend XXX Academy.
The person who came was of medium to tall stature, big eyes, white skin, a handsome young man, and also her fellow countryman, all of whom came from Hangzhou by a green train with dozens of educated youths. He was smart and very active, and when he first arrived, he was also working in the production team, and later transferred to the field department. At that time, those who could be transferred to the field department were the best among the educated youth, which meant that they didn't have to do farm work, which was very enviable. That day, he came to the production team from the field department to find her. She happily received him, and a few days ago she heard that he was also recommended to go to university, which is "Bayi Agricultural University". It seems that he is really a good young man worth learning, and he will appear for the Great Northern Wilderness for a lifetime. It's just the right time to talk to each other. But before she could speak, he smiled on his face, but said to her in a very tough tone: "The field department asked me to inform you that due to work needs, the field party committee has decided that you will give up XXX College and go to the "Bayi Agricultural University" of the Corps instead, you are ready, and you will receive the admission notice soon. After a pause, he added: "The party committee also decided that it would be more suitable for me to go to XXX Academy, and it has been coordinated with the two schools. ”
"Huh?!" she couldn't believe her ears, his words were like a muffled thunder, and she felt as if the blood was rushing to her head, and her head suddenly ached. She was at a loss, her chest was breathless, her throat seemed to be choked by a ball of goose feathers, and she couldn't open her mouth or make a sound. After a long while, she held back a sentence: "How can this be? How can it be ?............like this?" she stared at him with straight eyes, and kept talking like a fool. Later, she didn't hear what the male intellectuals said. I only remember that tall, handsome back, which became so ugly, like a ghost, quickly disappeared at the end of that bumpy path of the production team.
In the next few days, she didn't smile, rarely spoke, worked in the field with everyone during the day, and when she returned to the dormitory, she lay on the kang under the quilt. Later, when the admission notice of the Corps' "Bayi Agricultural University" arrived, everyone learned that she had been replaced and could not return to her hometown to go to college at XXX College. Her comrades-in-arms sympathized with her, but nothing could be done. I heard that fellow had also received a notice from XXX Academy, so he went to report soon. She silently packed her luggage and rested alone in the dormitory for a few days, refusing to leave, as if she was expecting something ....... It wasn't until the deadline for school registration was approaching that she boarded the train escorted by her comrades.
Listening to her story, my heart was touched again, and I tried to comfort her several times, but I didn't know how to speak. The car was about to arrive at the terminal Harbin, she took out a small mirror, and arranged her hair in front of the mirror, tiredness and sorrow did not cover her beautiful face of a Jiangnan girl, but her eyes were still red and swollen.
I silently helped her with her luggage, got out of the car, and escorted her to the waiting room where the transfer bus was transferred. When we were about to break up, she suddenly shook my hand vigorously and smiled at me reluctantly: "Thank you for listening to me so much, sharing the pain for me, I am much better." You're the first and probably the last to hear me tell this story. I won't tell anyone more, it's all fate, everything will pass, don't worry, I'll gradually forget about those unbearable things. After all, it is not easy to go to university, after arriving at school, I will study hard, and after graduation, I will go back to the farm to work for the construction of the Great Northern Wilderness for the rest of my life. You are welcome to come to the Great Northern Wilderness again in the future. Then he said: "You are luckier than me, how good it is to be able to go to Beijing, I wish you continuous progress in the future!"
I don't know what to say. Let's bless each other in different places from now on. But her last words and the forced smile on her handsome face were forever fixed in my mind.
In fact, the story of "Tanuki for Prince" she told also almost happened to me. But in order to reduce the irritation and pain for her, I didn't tell her. I think that in the future, if I have the opportunity or necessary, I will tell her about it. If you don't have a chance to talk about it, let it go with the wind.
I silently bless her in my heart, wish her good people good rewards in the future, and wish her a safe life!
Nearly half a century has passed, and I have never seen her again, not even heard a word about her.
After seeing off the female intellectual-in-arms comrade-in-arms from Hangzhou, my father and brother and I walked out of the Harbin Railway Station with my father and brother, who had come to pick me up. I'm going to report to Beijing after staying at home for a few days.
(To be continued)
Sun Daguang, male, former Heilongjiang Production and Construction Corps Independent First Regiment (now Jiayin Farm) First Company, Harbin Educated Youth (1968-1974). Later, he was admitted to Beijing Institute of Physical Education (now Beijing Sport University), stayed in the school as a philosophy teacher after graduation, and then transferred to the State Sports Commission (now the State General Administration of Sports) until his retirement. He is currently a supervisor of the Chinese Sports Science Society, a professor and a doctoral supervisor.
Participated in the whole process of China's Olympic bid and hosting. His monograph "China's Olympic Bid: The Story Behind the Two Olympic Bids" was nominated for the 5th National Reportage Award and the Lu Xun Literature Award. Some of these chapters have been selected as Chinese textbooks for middle school students across the country.
In 2019, he was selected as CCTV's "40 No. 40 Firsts in the 40 Years of Reform and Opening-up" special program, in 2020, he won the "Global Chinese Influential Person Award", and in 2021, he won the "Excellence Award for the Story Collection of Old Party Members" by the central government organs, and won the "100 People in the Centenary of the Founding of the Party - Outstanding Chinese Contribution Award".