Chapter 20 my show
At noon today, I saw Jiang Yuanlan playing basketball by himself again. From the most basic three-step hurdles to long-distance throwing, Jiang Yuanlan's movements were standardized and clean, and his every move and throw showed the taste of professional training.Teacher Chen Danjuan, who teaches physical education, led a group of students to ask for a fight with Jiang Yuanlan. Jiang Yuanlan was silent at first, and then waited for Teacher Chen Danjuan to plead urgently. The clothes on the shelf left, and he didn't speak to Chen Danjuan from the beginning to the end, so that Teacher Chen Danjuan stood there like a bronze statue, and invited the solemn air and the whistling north wind to accompany him all the time.
I haven't attended Mr. Jiang's class for another two weeks, and the more I think about him, the more I'm afraid of seeing him, and the more I'm afraid of seeing him, the more I miss him.Jiang Yuanlan sticks to me even more than my shadow, especially at night, he rampages in my dreams and penetrates every corner, including him asking me to help him change rice, buy old hens, and fetch tofu from Shangyang Lane. As soon as things were handed over to him, they immediately changed: a bag of rice became a bag of sand, an old hen became a weasel, a piece of tofu became half a brick, I apologized and apologized again. Apologize until I can't cry, wake up crying from a dream, or be woken up by my classmates...
"How vast and vast the kang should be, what dreams can't be dreamed, but you cry so hard every night that you are so scared that the Yellow River and the Yangtze River dare not flow, you are responsible!" Yang Meiren sat on the kang with her quilt in her arms, and once again His neck was red when he accused me.Yang Meiren also said: "Whether it is a dream of a happy place or a sad place, it is intoxicating. If you are drunk with longing, drunk with thoughts, and then drunk with tears, you will be drunk with all your limbs and bones, so drunk that you have no surroundings. I just indulge in everything, I hope I can indulge in it. For several days in a row, the drunken tears in the dream, it seems that washing the world can be done lightly."
I don't understand why Yang Meiren has to recite to me the words of the love letter she received.I don't know who stole her love letter from.After I left the basketball court, I went to the reed forest by the small lake. The lake was frozen into lard boards, and the dead leaves, dry branches and decayed grass made the reed forest look dwarfed.There is no water to push the waves, and the lake looks old and broken.I sat in the reed forest and squinted my eyes to bask in the warmth. When my body felt numb and sleepy, the preparatory bell for class rang.
Class after class, starry nights streaked across the sky again and again.Cycle through the seasons throughout the year.Tigers and zebras wear stripes, while jaguars and thylacines wear spots.Intricate wave trains run across oceans, and very similar rows of dunes run across deserts.Colorful arcs of light interweave into a rainbow to dress up the sky: bright halos sometimes surround the moon in winter nights; Clues to the laws of sand and air movement, what the stripes of a tiger and the markings of a jaguar show about biological growth and the mathematical laws in biological form, what the rainbow in the sky tells us about the scattering of light, and indirectly proves that raindrops are The fact that the little drops of water.In addition, when the halo is a clue to understand the shape of ice crystals, etc., I feel that it is redundant to fart and take off my pants in this class.What is the difference between proving that raindrops are water droplets and proving that farts are gas?I was humming and thinking about it, and suddenly, there were chaotic and angry quarrels outside the door, and then I heard a rough voice shouting: "Yang Meiren, come out, Yang Meiren, come out and see who you are!" Already!"
The class was interrupted immediately, and I stepped out of the classroom door one step ahead of Yang Meiren, and saw the school gatekeeper, Cyclops, arguing with a man: "Why did you come in? Why did you come in? Is this the place where you came in?" What a look!" The man was dark, thick and strong, and he didn't even have a single eyelid.This person is driving a donkey cart that is handsome and handsome.This fellow wears black trousers with Verdin pot bottoms, which are so short that they hang half his legs, and a navy blue army dry suit, which is below the knees. He has an army overcoat on top, a pair of maggot-gray felt nests on his feet, and a plant hat on his head. A velvet hat, a string of heavy key chains pinned to the waistband, and a sheepskin water bag slung across the waist and shoulders.He was holding the whip like holding a pen, and he was still stepping on the joint between the shaft and the body of the car. It was obvious that Lady Yang had already left the classroom, but he turned a blind eye and shouted: "Miss Yang, can you give me the dowry gift?" You brought it!"
"Why are you here?" Yang Meiren asked with a dark face.
The man turned around and squeezed Yang Meiren's body up and down, and then turned his eyes viciously to a group of boys and Teacher Jiang: "Why can't I come? My wife is engaged to study, so it's okay to study well." I'm just afraid that if you read someone who is playing tricks and ambitions, you will forget that you are engaged!"
"Can't you believe it?" Yang Meiren said.
"Hey, the scholar said it lightly. The Dongfeng brand watch that the matchmaker asked for 120 yuan, the Feige large chain box manganese steel car was 206 yuan, and a Shanghai brand sewing machine with a hidden seat was 154 yuan. Two catties of green woolen yarn, towel, washbasin, pancreas box, comb, mirror, sewing box, Butterfly brand cream, green leaf brand head oil, Xinxiang brand fragrant soap, all water, not counting the money, the corduroy fabric is 13 meters, the gabardine is 10 meters, and the twill is 12 meters, less It is said that the master also spent 600 yuan. What is trustworthy, but who can trust whom? What is exchange for another? Can the money be exchanged? The reason why the master moved the bride price here today is to let this school pretend to know how to read Let us be your witnesses, although Grandpa Duan Tiedan is selling grain everywhere to fight the famine (borrowing debts.), but the bride price promised by the Yang family is not lacking, not a penny. Give a message, send a post."
Ever since Duan Tiedan came, Yang Meiren's face was like a cloth on a slide, changing from red to white to blue, tears streaming down, the teardrops were fat and sweet, which made the people present feel like spring water The long sympathy, the words reached the throat, but after thinking about it, it really wasn't a big deal to say it.Therefore, everyone cast their supportive eyes on Yang Meiren, hoping that she would beat Duan Tiedan hard and express her heart.
Yang Meiren has been stupefied these days, she has lost her mind for some reason, and her expression is in a trance. Yesterday she said that she had the spring breeze in her hand, and she just killed the old man under the moon, but this morning she said that I accept my fate, and people will die if they don’t accept their fate.Her changes, including her self-talk, did not attract the attention of the students. It was not until the appearance of Comrade Duan Tiedan that the students realized that even Yang Meiren was suffering.
The male students have latent hostility towards Duan Tiedan's arrival. Duan Tiedan's arrogance and arrogance clearly hide obvious superiority, otherwise, why would he come to school to show off.Otherwise, why did he insist on giving Yang Meiren a newly sewn sheepskin water bag.In that era, when the sun had not dyed the fish belly in the sky red, all the villages became empty cities!All the young and strong laborers, women and girls went to the fields, reservoirs and canal dams. Has anyone seen a leisurely donkey cart being thrown away in the construction of a new socialist countryside, in the fiery struggle of imitating Dazhai and chasing Dazhai? A strong man like an iron tower rushed to the school to show off?
The female students sighed emotionally at Duan Tiedan's arrival. They usually don't feel the future is far away, and the ideals they have calculated are as bright as autumn rainbows. Now, Duan Tiedan, who is more real than Shi Lian, stands in front of him. Feeling that the future of life is chaotic, my heart is also chaotic; even Yang Meiren is in this situation, so who can be better?The person we want to marry might not be as good as Comrade Duan Tiedan.
Thus, the fight between Duan Tiedan and our classmates inevitably began. At the beginning, Yang Meiren still watched the fun with her mouth half open, even though Duan Tiedan had been beaten and her mouth and nose were bleeding, but when When Teacher Xiao Cheng, Chen Danjuan, Jing Jing, etc. came to dissuade her after hearing the news, Yang Meiren howled and cried as soon as she saw Teacher Xiao Cheng's whole figure clearly.
At that moment, I understood everything.
In the "Hu Yiwei" noodle restaurant in the east of the city, Teacher Xiao Cheng and I sat across the table.Teacher Xiao Cheng ordered a bowl of haggis and mung bean noodles.A plate of cold kohlrabi, a plate of stewed eggplant in mutton oil, I ordered a bowl of egg pimple soup, I didn’t order anything else because Wei Fengyan and I just ate a catty of fried oil cake and half a catty of steamed oat noodles at Dongfeng Restaurant dumpling.
Teacher Xiaocheng asked me: "Can I do it if I don't go to evening self-study?" Let’s go.” “Where are you going?” I asked again, but Teacher Xiao Cheng didn’t answer, and started working hard.
I asked, "What about Aqi? Does she know you're leaving? Besides, what happened between you and Yang Meiren?" Teacher Xiao Cheng's eyes were red, and the tip of her nose was red from the cold. The light shone on his black hair, making me believe that he was playing a helpless woman and a proud general at the same time. On the sheep, be tight and look for bitterness.
Teacher Xiaocheng said: "I'm already in Waterloo, why are you talking about Yang Meiren? Let me tell you that an amorous woman is scarier than a woman who smokes shats, and an innocent woman is worse than a woman who smokes shats and smokes opium." Terrible." "What happened?" Actually, my question was just to prove my hunch was correct, and sure enough, as expected, Teacher Xiao Cheng said: "Aqi is missing, Aqi has been missing for a week. "
"Then what happened to Yang Meiren?"
"She's experiencing unrequited love." Teacher Xiao Cheng said with a distressed expression, "If there is something wrong with Aqi, alas!"
In fact, not long ago, Teacher Xiaocheng wrote a letter to Aqi, in which he said that we met by chance and let each other float in the same world as Ping, when our relationship is like Ping, and our longing is like Ping, Going with the flow is Ping is our only choice.Teacher Xiaocheng was worried that Aqi would be overwhelmed after receiving this letter... I told Teacher Xiaocheng in relief that the Lin Biao incident was only communicated to our village during the winter solstice of that year, and your letter will be good if it arrives in the twelfth lunar month.Teacher Xiao Cheng asked me to guess whether Aqi was alive or dead. I finished a bowl of egg pimple soup, wiped my mouth and said that the green-faced Yan Luo Wang was not me, but if you want to leave, I will not take your leg bundled.
In October of the same year, French President Pompidou once passed through the third-class small station by special train——Xicheng Station——I sent Teacher Xiao Cheng to the eastbound train.The stone walls, brick buildings, and fences of the small station are all in winter colors, as is Mr. Cheng’s plump forehead and water chestnut mouth.His rice-white teeth and his mind did not reveal a bit, he silently left me an address, a winter farewell gesture: goodbye.
On the day of the winter vacation, I went to the reception room to see if there was any letter from me, and I happened to run into Mr. Jiang.I called out: "Hello, Mr. Jiang!" Mr. Jiang told me that he was going back to Guangdong tonight. "Didn't it mean that all the teachers went to Luo Wenzao Commune to study?" Teacher Jiang didn't answer my question, which made me guess that he was rebellious again. "You don't want to go, okay?" I was a little worried. "I want to bring rice back!" Mr. Jiang said firmly, I said oh, and waved goodbye to him. Suddenly, he came to my side and asked me: "Need, do you need me to help you buy something?"
"Headband! Can you buy me a headband?" Suddenly, I thought of the headband that Mr. Shi Leilei wore on his head: it was made of plexiglass, with a tortoise shell pattern, one finger wide.I said to Teacher Jiang: "The headband can lift up all the broken hair in front of the forehead, and the foundation will not mess up the bangs when I put on makeup." "You went to the propaganda team again? Didn't I disagree with you? ""You don't agree with me going back to the village on vacation, of course I want to join the propaganda team." "Why don't you go back to Beijing? Isn't your home in Beijing?" Suddenly, my heart was stabbed again, I looked at With a thin corduroy face, Teacher Jiang sniffed and said stubbornly, "No, I want to dance."
It was the end of the year and the winter vacation was approaching. The always bustling school suddenly became quiet. Fang felt that the severe cold outside the Yanmen Pass in the north of Saibei slaughtered the city, the new wind handed down the knife, and the bitter fog added to the gloom.The ice-solid Han Emperor’s Pool and the snow-covered An’s House described by Mr. Wei have reappeared in Yunlin Temple.The road outside the campus was icy, snowy and muddy, the gray houses were ruined and the tiles were scorched and black. A group of our publicity team danced non-stop from morning to night under the banner of Teacher Jing, hoping for the day of the performance.
The day after Mr. Jiang left, I went to the mailroom to pick up the letter. The family letter was hard to find, but I got a letter from Jiang Yuanlan, and there was a key to his room in the envelope.
Mr. Jiang said in his letter that the days of parting are like cold clouds blowing across Xiuxiu, bringing fallen leaves to float in the sky, fresh air floating in the river, and looking for words in the shabby room.My house has a furnace and coal, books and ink, and the two pots of fuchsias sent by Director Guo have buds in them. I think they will be there in half a decade. The petals are delicate and beautiful, and I look at each other. I just hope you one sight.Also, every time I have a holiday, I want to return to my heart like an arrow, in order to go back to the southern country to eat rice, fried rice cakes, chicken cakes, Wenchang cakes and other cakes when I drink alone. Only his mathematical creation and calculations in solving problems are a kind of moral torture; I thought that there is no more profound ending in this world than the x2mod7=3 proved by Gauss, but now it seems that the ending is the beginning.Allow me to tell you a fact: in all the mathematics content in middle school, there is nothing new that was discovered after 1800. Let go of your fear of difficulty. I left you an exercise book on the table. I think you will Done, because my luck lies in finding you.
I would like to wish Dong An’s words and his inscription this time have nothing to do with it. I wanted to see him or found “urgency” in my desperation, so it was anticlimactic.
On the second day after I got the key of Jiang Yuanlan, Teacher Jing said that the seed selection meeting of the Yanbei Administrative Office will be held in Xicheng, and our publicity team will perform jointly with Xicheng Jin Opera Troupe and Xicheng Art Troupe for the representatives of the meeting. Make-up at 5 p.m. .
So, I brought five or six girls to Teacher Jiang's house. "Do you still have the key?" Wang Huanxuan was so surprised that I said triumphantly, "What you said is nonsense. Without the key, can you enter the door?" "Why did Albania give you the key?" Yu Runlan asked, I said, "I'm Algeria." They laughed together, saying that the little boy was so funny that people died of laughter.
I lit the stove in three minutes, rolled up Jiang Yuanlan's quilt to the end of the bed in one minute, and let them sit on the soft cylindrical "chair" to make up. In addition, I used my elbows to move piles of books on the desk to calculate manuscript paper, etc. They all rushed to the ground.I dare to do such harm to Mr. Jiang's house, so that they feel that their relationship with Mr. Jing is as thin as a film, but like a glutinous rice paper wrapped in milk toffee.Therefore, when I boiled the hot face wash water, I humbly refused to wash it, and insisted that I wash it first.
I wash it first, I wash it first, and then wait for the last girl to finish washing, there is a circle of black foam sticking to the side of the washbasin, the whole basin of water is as black as sesame paste, I point to a basin of black water and say shameless shameless shameless, Washed a pot of thin soup mud!Everyone laughed, clicked open the makeup box, after applying Vaseline oil, they were busy applying foundation, eyebrows, eyes, blush and lips.
The colder the day, the hotter the stove, the more popular people are, and the lights in this small house brighten up happily.I used Mr. Jiang's big mirror to make up, which made them jealous with the small hand mirror. I couldn't help but snatch it away. I didn't have a mirror to do my makeup, so I had to keep adding coal to the furnace. When the coal was full, I wanted to hurry up. Time to go to the bathroom.
I pretended to be an old woman, pouted and said, "I got an old donkey and went out. I want to find out when Sammy will be open." Yu Runlan smiled and said, "I won't be acting in "The Old Landlord." I let you play the grandma in Chapu." I said, "If I want to act, I will play a mountain sculpture and eat a hundred chickens." "Then you might as well become a weasel!" Someone joined in the corner of the room, I gave them a blank look with feigned annoyance, and went out.
When I got back to the hut, I was about to close the door, but felt a force push back from outside the door. "Damn! This door is possessed by a ghost," I cursed, and pushed it hard several times. "It's me!" There was a voice from outside the door, I loosened my hand, and the door opened, and standing outside the door was Jiang Yuanlan who was as high as the gallows.
Everyone in the house was stunned like wood plastic.
Wang Huanhuan and Sun Xiaofen, whose faces were covered with makeup powder, covered their mouths with their hands in fright, Yu Runlan and the other two also covered their drooping heads with their arms, Jiang Yuanlan looked at us in a room full of green and red, thinking that When meeting a ghost exorcist, he loosened the travel bag in his hand, and retreated like a puppet until he reached the corner of the back wall. His hands were hanging down, his lips were slightly parted, and his eyebrows were tightened. He seemed to be wondering: did I go to the wrong door? up.
I slammed the door shut: "Oh, why did this guy come back?" On weekdays on campus, Mr. Jiang is like a mysterious and famous garden where no one dares to visit the strange flowers and stones, fierce birds and beasts.At this moment, they all stared at me for three seconds, and then suddenly flew out like a chicken fried chicken nest. In the blink of an eye, I was left alone in the room.
Jiang Yuanlan's eyes burned like silver candles. He approached me step by step, but his hands kept groping in his pockets. When he walked in front of me, I couldn't help but took two steps back. Jiang Yuanlan took a half-moon shape The light pink plexiglass hairpin was raised in front of my eyes: "Look, I bought the hairpin for you." Jiang Yuanlan's voice was suffocated, as if he was suffering from asthma.
"Issuing the card?" I was a little confused for a moment: "What is the card?" "Aren't you...at the door of the reception room," Jiang Yuanlan's eyes flashed a shadow: "Forgot? You also mentioned Teacher Shi Leilei..." Suddenly , I recalled soberly, "Hey, where is this kind of hair clip I want? What's the use of the clip? I don't want it!"
"Did I really buy it wrong?"
"There is no doubt!"
Hearing my firm answer, Jiang Yuanlan closed his eyes and even shivered. When he pleaded with his heart to hope that I would accept the card, his eyes showed an inexplicable apology; I was smiling I looked at him intently, but my smile seemed to be business-like, like a scale worker at a grain station—suddenly, he changed his face because he saw my smiling face, and he said to me with difficulty and regret: "I'm sorry, I didn't understand it, so I decided to buy it back for you without authorization. I visited a lot of shopping malls in Beijing. After buying it, I didn't drink a sip of water or eat a sip of food. I rushed back in the starry night... ..."
"But you bought the wrong one!" I reminded him again.
Jiang Yuanlan nodded silently: "You look so good with makeup on!" After speaking, he put on his travel bag and went out. "Mr. Jiang, where are you going?" I shouted anxiously.
"Go back to my hometown!" Jiang Yuanlan's answer came back together with the whirring north wind, and I couldn't help but chase a few steps: the poplars on both sides of the canal are thicker than an American woman's thigh, but There are hardly one or two dead leaves left, and a few nests of magpies or crows are faintly exposed on the branches, trembling in the north wind.
When I got to the county auditorium, I pretended to be excited and said: "Jiang Yuanlan has gone back to his hometown!" Teacher Jing Jing heard my words, and he came up to me and asked me: "Didn't Jiang Yuanlan go back to Guangdong? Why, he came back Already?" I nodded. "This person is too weird. He came back after only three days of walking. What are you doing?" I shook my head.Teacher Jing asked suspiciously: "You really don't know? I guess he is sleepwalking." My answer aroused Teacher Jing's deeper doubts: "Sleepwalking can still buy a ticket to take the train? Why can't sleepwalking be? Swimmed in the sea," I said.
The first program performed was "Red Silk Dance".A small wooden stick as thick as a cigar is wrapped with red silk more than three feet long. The more you dance to the rhythm of the music, the happier you will be.It turned out that Diao Meimei, who was leading the dance, was admitted to Yanbei Art School and left a week ago. Teacher Jing asked me to lead the dance.Wang Yuanyuan and Sun Xiaofen got me the qualification to lead the dance effortlessly. I once approached Mr. Jing Jing and asked why?The little guy has a Cuban butt, do you have one?Mr. Jing Jing answered very well, but since then, I have also been nicknamed "Cuban Butt".In fact, when the music played that day, my whole body became excited like thousands of thorns, and when the curtain slowly opened, six teammates and I jumped on the stage with a modified crane step, wearing Yishui's green silk clothes and green silk trousers, a pair of golden red embroidered shoes, and being hit by lights that are sweeter than rain, I feel that the seven of us have become fairies, and the stage has also become a fairyland. I'm going to forget my form, and I'm even more proud after I forget my form. The moment I threw off the red silk wrapped on the stick, my mind went blank, and I even threw the stick and the red silk in my hand off the stage and into the audience The second row of seats!
Immediately, I covered my face with my hands as if I was extremely shy, turned my back, and shot through my armpits to the auditorium unwillingly.What a coincidence, my bundle of red silk was thrown into Jiang Yuanlan's arms impartially. As for how he came to the county auditorium and watched the performance, it didn't matter at all. Throw it on stage again!
Jiang Yuanlan threw it crookedly, and I caught it with a big jump of the splits and another one of turning around to explore the sea. As soon as the boos and whistles started, they were replaced by enthusiastic applause. Instead of seeing the flaw, the audience thought that we were right "Red Silk Dance" carried out innovations and completed a rather unique stage idea.
When we went on stage to dance "Laundry Dance", Jiang Yuanlan's seat was vacant, and his whereabouts were unknown.I was not at ease in my heart, so I sang loudly: The warm sun has passed over the snow-capped mountains, and the golden light on the Yarlung Zangbo River...
After the performance, the county guest house arranged sheep blood sausage soup and oil cakes to entertain us.Seeing my teammates hugging Teacher Jing, talking and laughing, I went out of the back door of the auditorium and turned east, so I went out of the back door of the auditorium and turned west. I was afraid that Teacher Jing would ask me: Do you think you have The most important thing is the fire stick, where do you want to throw it?I'm even more afraid that Mr. Jing, the leading sheep, will keep silent and look at me, waiting for me to criticize myself.
As the year approaches, the cold air from Inner Mongolia becomes more and more continuous. The washbasin and kettle in my bedroom are frozen, the water tank is even cracked, and the ice on the window is as thick as sheepskin. Getting up and doing exercises shows a kind of human spirit.
My blue cotton monkey is a remnant of my brothers, and it has changed from pure blue to gray over the years.This blue cotton monkey is an invincible warmth in my heart. The colder it is, the more I use it to keep out the cold.
When I got to the rehearsal room, there was only one person.At first, I thought it was Teacher Jing, so I took a hasty glance, nodded, and then quickly took off the blue cotton monkey and cotton jacket, and started bouncing around.
The auditorium in winter is filled with cold smoke, as if the clouds and mists are coming to the peak one after another, covering every corner of the auditorium with a layer of fluff.I just jumped a few times and found something was wrong. Teacher Jing usually leans his body against the pool railing of the stage, resting his elbows on the pool railing. walking towards me, and the man actually walked towards me.
"Teacher Jiang!" I shouted so unexpectedly that my scalp felt numb.Jiang Yuanlan's expression was more natural than that of mountain torrents rushing deep into ravines, and even calmer than that of levee grass roots. The sound of his steps probably got the echo of the entire auditorium, click, click, click, it was extremely loud.Jiang Yuanlan took out a hairpin from his coat pocket - a burgundy butterfly with a plexiglass hairpin with six small gold dots on its wings.
"Wrong, you bought the wrong one!"
"Hey, you bought the wrong one again."
………
"Hey, no, no, do you know what a half circle looks like? You've always seen half a circle. A headband is a half circle. It goes from here to here," I said, gesturing with my hands , I was in a hurry when I said it, but when I saw that petty butterfly issuing cards, I was so angry that I stomped my feet.
"I'm not very sure," Jiang Yuanlan explained, beads of sweat dripping down his pale face. He had prepared many, many words, but at this moment they all took a detour. Jiang Yuanlan sighed and said, "Buy it for women." Stuff is a terribly difficult thing. What women want is really too complicated, a thousand times more complicated than mathematics."
Only the wind knocks on the knocker.Jiang Yuanlan returned to Xicheng for the second time on the eighth day of the holiday. He passed by the house twice but did not enter, and left again.When he left the auditorium, his steps were hesitant, and he was a little stooped. When he passed the brick-red gate of the auditorium, the morning light rushed in, and his figure was narrow and thin, which seemed so narrow.
I looked at Jiang Yuanlan's figure and lost my mind. I remembered my complaint: "You bought the wrong things and I did the wrong questions. It's a matter of nature. You are too serious." He didn't take a sip of water and fell He kicked his feet, turned around again and again, and went back and forth, as if he had become a postman or a shopkeeper.Regardless of whether his behavior is good or bad, he doesn't talk about stupidity and wisdom, it's still fresher than the warm goat's milk just squeezed out, it's really unpredictable... "Little boy, why are you so dumb?" I heard Voices from behind.It's Teacher Jing!I hurriedly turned around. "Who did you see?" Seeing that I didn't answer, Teacher Jing asked, "Aren't you hallucinating Debussy's Fragrance of the Night?" I shook my head. "So are you hallucinating?" I knew that shaking my head would be disrespectful to the teacher, so I said, "I want to ask the teacher a question: Chairman Mao said that there is no love for no reason in the world, and there is no love for no reason. Hatred for no reason, in addition to clarifying the relationship between the enemy and ourselves, can it be understood that there will be love and hatred for no reason among the contradictions among the people?" "Little scorpion, what happened to you?" When Teacher Jing asked again, I ran to the brown hemp mat to practice front handsprings and back handsprings.
The next day, our Xicheng Middle School publicity team went to the commune below to perform, including the underground Shenjing Commune where I jumped in the team. This time I went to the countryside, and I went there for 25 days. Went out.