The school past
01
In 1970, I was 8 years old. After the Spring Festival, I went to school.
The academy was converted from an old warehouse. At the east end of the village, south of the street, the doorway is facing a toilet on the north side of the street. This barn is very old, and it was originally a place where the horse rich man's family stored farm tools and miscellaneous items. When the land reform was divided equally, the poor association often called the villagers to hold meetings here. Later, somehow, it became an academy.
The old barn was upside down, with the door facing north, facing the street, no yard, and no windows. The warehouse is used to store things, and the more an opening, the less security, so there is no window, so it appears dark and damp. It is extremely inappropriate to use it as a classroom for children to study. But that's where my schooling started.
Sir is a woman. Very young, about twenty years old, surnamed Ma, called Yue. He is not tall, but well-proportioned and has a fair complexion, which is rare among country women. Most of the village girls in our area are relatively dark-looking, which may be related to water and soil. In fact, in the eyes of children, no matter whether they look black or white, young female gentlemen are always beautiful.
In the first Chinese class, Teacher Ma asked us to learn to write, and she wrote five big characters on the blackboard - Long live Chairman Mao. It is the first lesson in our language textbook. The barn was very quiet, the children wrote seriously, and I wrote seriously, although the pencil in my hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and the first two words were finally written crookedly on the paper, but the third "seat" word was difficult for me to die. So many strokes, how can you put them into that little grid? In the hesitation, there was a cry in the warehouse, and it turned out that I was not the only one who was clumsy and timid. Teacher Ma smiled and comforted us: "Don't worry, practice slowly, write more, it will be good."
What puzzled us was that of the twenty or so children in the class, only one female doll wrote well, and the five words "Long live Chairman Mao" were neatly put into a small square grid by her. This girl, also surnamed Ma, is called Lotus, and is the little daughter of the rich man of the horse.
Lotus is not short, thin, small eyes, but beautiful, clothes with many patches, but neat. Fair complexion, just like Teacher Ma. Few words, oligarchy, low eyebrows all day long, never seen her smile. However, her homework was indeed good. No one in the class was comparable. I have also discussed with other students the reasons for the good study of lotus flowers, some said that lotus people look handsome, have more hearts and eyes, and study naturally; some say that her dad is in charge of money strictly, although she never lets her cut grass in the ground, raise rabbits and herd sheep, but the homework is tightly focused, maybe before going to school, I have recognized the words; some say that the lotus family is high, no one wants to play with her, the lotus is lonely, and she spends her mind on homework... The reason I came up with was this - the lotus flower study well must be related to this house. It's like playing football, making noise at home and making noise at other people's home stadiums, the mind should always be different.
As it turned out, my idea was not entirely correct, we finished the second grade in that barn, there was a more formal primary school in the village, leaving the lotus in my house, learning was still so good, no one in the class could compare. People are also longer and more handsome, but what remains unchanged is that she still speaks less, is widowed, and has low eyebrows and pleasing eyes all day long, and is as calm as a summer lotus. The strange thing is that none of the wild boys in the class bullied her, and some jealous girls deliberately looked for her stubble, and they all stepped forward one by one to fight for her. Especially the one who no one dared to mess with, if anyone provoked lotus, he would make you uneasy within a few days.
02
Where there is a warehouse, there are many rats. Our academy is no exception.
One morning, Mr. Ma was giving us an art lesson. Teacher Ma's drawing is still very good. Especially the flowers and grasses, the fish and the birds, the paintings are all the same as the real thing. It is said that this was all learned from her mother.
Teacher Ma's mother is skillful, and paper-cutting and embroidery are famous in ten miles and eight townships. At the New Year, the villagers asked her to cut the window flowers, magpie branches, fat pig arches, carp jumping dragon doors are not a word, who hires a girlfriend, marries a daughter-in-law, embroiders a flower curtain, gets a pair of embroidered shoes, is also the mother of Teacher Ma. Just as Mr. Wang Zengqi wrote in "Ordination": "Danfeng Chaoyang", "White head to old age", "descendants and grandchildren", "long life". Twenty or thirty people from all over the world came to invite her: "Big lady, the good day is sixteen, when are you going?" "Fifteen, I'll be here early in the morning!" "Definitely!" - "Definitely! certain! ”
Our teacher Ma is also similar to the big YingZi in "Ordination", very quiet, and rarely speaks. From a young age, he has been drawing and cutting those big red and green patterns with his mother. When he was in junior high school, Mr. Ma studied painting with Ruobai, who taught geography, for three years. Mr. Ruobai is a disciple of the painter Wang Minde in this county, and Mr. Wang's ink chrysanthemum painting is the most wonderful, and he is known as the king of ink chrysanthemum. It is said that in those years, all officials who had served in this county asked for a picture of Mr. Wang's ink chrysanthemum before leaving. Otherwise, the county magistrate would have done nothing.
Teacher Ruo Bai studied painting with Mr. Wang since he was a child, graduated from high school, was admitted to Yangcun Normal School, and after graduation, he became a geography teacher at Niucun Junior High School. After Mr. Ma graduated, Mr. Ruobai went to the county group art museum and became an art tutor. In the following years, the county produced many famous painters at home and abroad, all of whom were from The Teacher Ruobai. For example, Tang Jialiang, who is known as a painter monk at home and abroad, Song Jing'an, a leading figure of the Northern New Literati School, and so on.
When Teacher Ma graduated, he quietly painted two paintings, one for Teacher Ruobai and one for a male classmate, who was the second brother of Yueqi. Also blame this Second Yue's love to show off, the next day, was two years older than her village secretary's boss to know, this boss belly ink is not a few drops, flowers and intestines are a lot, he did not put Teacher Ma on the ground, The second was beaten by a nose blue face swollen.
Originally, Teacher Ma wanted to go to the county town with Yue Er to attend high school, but Teacher Ma did not go to high school, and the village party secretary left her and let her become a teacher in the village primary school.
Three years later, After graduating from high school, the next year, the university that stopped enrolling began to accept workers, peasants, and soldiers recommended by the grass-roots Revolutionary Committee, and the village branch secretary recommended The second yue to Fudan in Shanghai, and from then on, the second was never looked back. ...... Teacher Ma did not become the daughter-in-law of the village party secretary when he arrived.
03
Also said that rat, that day, Teacher Ma drew a vivid carp, just turned around, a huge mouse as big as a cat suddenly came out of the southeast corner of the adjacent podium, straight to Teacher Ma rushed away, Teacher Ma "Ma" a sound, panicked to run towards the door, face as pale as paper.
After a riot, Teacher Ma returned to the podium calmly, with a smile on her face but tears in her eyes.
After lunch that day, I was called out of the house by my classmate who was two years older than me, Jiuqi, who was a bad boy with a lot of mischievous ideas, and the children loved to play with him.
I came to school with Jiuqi and two other children, and it was the broken warehouse. Jiuqi took out two mouse clips from his broken pocket, locked the bait, and placed them in the corner of the wall a meter or two away from the mouse hole, asking him why not put them at the entrance of the hole. Jiuqi said, "You think rats are as stupid as you!" You put a clip in front of its door, and it doesn't get fooled! ”
We put down our clips and hid outside the door, and in a few moments there was a "popping" sound from the barn, and we rushed into the room, and a mouse as big as a cat was caught. We rejoiced, and one of our partners said to smash it with a brick, and the other said to burn it with fire, but The Seventh Ofe, without hesitation, took out a steel needle with twine in his pocket. The needle was thick and long, the kind that women used to hold the soles of their shoes. We don't know what kind of moths the Seventh Dragon is going to make.
He asked us to tie the head and claws of the big rat, take the steel needle in our own hand, and sew it up randomly at the anus of the mouse, and soon, the rat's ass was bloodied by him, and when he finished the last stitch, he shouted a "give up", and before others understood, the rat had slipped out of the way and entered the hole in a blink of an eye.
Two classes in the afternoon, safe and sound, the classroom is quiet, there is no mouse shadow. By the next morning, the classroom was in turmoil. But I saw rats of all sizes coming out of the corner of the classroom, one by one, running around desperately. It turned out that the rat that had been slit by the seven slits of the fox had gone crazy, deranged, and bit the same kind. Think about it, just eat or pull, no one can stand it, not crazy to blame it.
04
Despite Lotus's good studies, it was not she who was admitted to college in the village, but me. After graduating from junior high school, lotus flowers were blocked out of the high school gate because of the composition problem, and my three generations of root Red Miaozheng, although not as good as her, still entered the county high school.
In 1979, I graduated from high school, because I gambled with a person in the village who asserted that I could not pass the university, I tore up a secondary school admission letter, I went back to school to repeat the study, after the Third Plenary Session, Lotus returned to Niucun Junior High School under the supervision of her father", "Ma Rich Lord", and a year later, I was admitted to high school. I became her senior. In 1980, I was admitted to a normal university with the results of being ranked among the county's liberal arts champions, and two years later, Lotus was admitted to a famous medical university with the results of being ranked among the county's science champions.
In 1977, He went to the army as a soldier. He was mischievous, did not study well, and the army was a good place to go. Sure enough, soon after joining the army, he went to the front line in Yunnan, and the deer could not change his bad and bad wherever he went. The men and women in the cat's ear hole opposite were often used to deal with rats, and they were written by war correspondents in the article, and his evils and badness became witty and brave. When the chief of the unit appreciated him, he joined the party in the line of fire, promoted him, and became a deputy company commander. During a stealth operation, he was wounded by a mine because he rescued his comrades, and the lower half of one leg was left on the battlefield.
When Jiuqi was wounded and disabled, he returned to the local area, and the municipal leaders arranged the combat heroes in the Civil Affairs Bureau to be responsible for the preferential care of disabled soldiers. Later, I graduated from university with Lotus and entered this emerging city in the Beijing-Tianjin Corridor. In 1988, the Disabled Persons' Federation was established, and Yueqi was elected as the chairman of the Disabled Persons' Federation. He is also the shooting champion at the National Paralympic Games.
05
So many years have passed, and now, we are all over half a hundred years old. Since I went blind, I've made a living writing. Lotus became the famous chief pediatrician. We are both members of the CPPCC Municipal Committee. The lotus flower is still less talkative, oligomeric, calm as a summer lotus, although it is a half-old Xu Niang, it does not reduce the charm of that year. The two of us often come and go, every year, and go back to our hometown in the countryside to see our teacher Ma.
In the early years, every time we returned to our hometown, it was The Seventh Horseman who let the driver send us, in the past two years, the state allowed the eligible disabled people to take the driver's license, and the Seventh One was the first to take the driver's license, and whenever he drove us out, he always complained unwillingly and reluctantly, saying that he was the chairman of the board of directors, I was the chairman of the Blind Association under him, and it was a bit of a loss to me as a driver. I also have something to say to him, saying that the lotus flower has followed you without legs, why doesn't she say that she has lost money!
Teacher Ma is more than sixty years old and has never married. Today, living with her nieces and grandchildren, she is healthy and clean, not at all like the older country women.
The rich man died in his old house a few years ago, without illness. In this life, he lived clearly and died peacefully. As for our academy, the old barn, it's long gone, the vacant place... It's empty.
About the author: Li Donghui
About the author: Li Donghui, shortly after graduating from university, was blinded by illness, and since then he has begun to create literature, publishing more than 300 novels and essays, more than 100 million words. Published two books of his own works. He has won the second prize of the first Chinese Blind Excellent Literature, the first prize of the Hebei Provincial Prose Competition, the second prize of the first "Haoran Literature Award", the "Langfang Literary and Art Prosperity Award" four times, a member of the Chinese Writers Association, and a member of the Chinese Prose Literature Association.