Rong'er, are you still so smart and beautiful
Brother Jing, are you still so stupid
When we grow up, can we return to the simplicity and beauty of the past
1
simple life
The origin of each person's character can be traced back to the family in which he was born and raised.
In this world, there are only bad families and no bad children.
From the first day of high school, my life has become very simple. I repeat the two o'clock life from school to home and home to school every day.
During the winter vacation, I slept in a deep sleep every day. After I woke up, I made a cup of tea, read English for half an hour to an hour, and then had breakfast, read books, and watched TV. I didn’t go out anyway, and the activity space was not the living room, but the bedroom.
My sister doesn't like to close the bedroom door when she is practicing the electronic piano. I used to be away from home and it didn't affect me, but now it affects me a lot, and I don't quarrel with her, so I can solve this problem from another angle. It is said that when Sun Yat-sen was young, in order to train his concentration, he specially went to study in the downtown area, so I regard this as a kind of training. As long as I concentrate enough, what my ears hear will be automatically blocked by my brain. After a long time, even if I drive rock music, it will not affect my geometric proofs, and my concentration is trained very much.
When I was in junior high school, I went out early and came back late almost every day. Today’s life is different from that of junior high school. Not only did my mother not feel relieved, but she was a little worried. She talked to me and persuaded me to go out to play more. My father also said that children should play more with their classmates and friends.
I find it funny that they are probably the only parents who persuade their children to go out more. I told them leave me alone, I know what I'm doing.
Mom and Dad can only maintain a relatively long distance to give me proper care, not lonely, but fortunately they also have a young daughter who has all the problems that normal children have. I will be lazy when I learn the electronic organ; I want to watch TV but don’t want to do my homework; I envy my classmates’ beautiful clothes; I dislike my shoes; I will bargain when I need pocket money; I will embezzle the rest of my money when I buy soy sauce for my mother; my mother The alarm clock was set for her, and she would secretly set it off by herself; every day she got up, she had to ask three or four reminders, and she couldn't afford it until the last minute. It made going out to school every day like fighting a war... Mom and Dad experienced parenthood from her. joy and frustration.
For me, it's a completely different case.
Once, my aunt came to live in my house and slept in my house, and I went to stay with my sister temporarily.
It was winter, when the power went out and the heating was turned off again. The house was dark and cold, and everyone was huddled under the covers. I didn't give myself an excuse not to get up 30 minutes earlier because of the power outage, so I still got up early, lit a candle and started to recite English.
Aunt Biao woke up very early probably because she chose the bed, she heard the voice, opened the door of the living room, and saw me wearing my dad's cotton coat, standing on the balcony, breathing the air conditioner, reading English under the candle .
The scene at that time probably shocked my aunt so deeply that many years later, she still couldn't forget it, always saying that she had never seen such a sensible and well-behaved child.
Actually, in my opinion, I just stick to the rules of the game that I set for myself. The power outage and heating are too trivial to let me break the rules I set, but Aunt Biao doesn’t think so. This matter was widely publicized among my relatives, and I became a "good boy" in the eyes of my relatives and elders.
My sister is sometimes very jealous of me and hates that I have won so many compliments. I looked at her apple-like face and was a little confused. In my memory, I should be jealous of her, adults should not like me Oh, why does everything seem to change in an instant
Time is such a cruel and wonderful thing!
On the third day of the Lunar New Year, I have the unstoppable habit of greeting Teacher Gao for the New Year.
Teacher Gao is married, and her husband is the vice-principal of the technical school. A man wearing black-rimmed glasses warmly welcomes me. After pouring a drink, he takes the initiative to avoid going to the study, leaving the living room for me and Teacher Gao.
Teacher Gao looked at me carefully: "Qiqi, you have changed."
I laughed: "Actually, my heart hasn't changed, it's just that my eyes on the world have changed."
"Zhang Jun has also changed."
I rationally told myself to keep silent, but I couldn't control my mouth: "He always thought that he was young and mature and smarter than others, but he was actually doing stupid things."
Teacher Gao sighed: "I've been worried about him all these years, for fear that he will go down the wrong road. Now I'm finally relieved, it's not easy for him."
"What's not easy for him? The only son in the family, his family is wealthy, his parents are spoiled, he has outstanding looks, he is talented and smart, he wants anything, people with really difficult conditions are good, but he has made a bunch of friends. Some things about stealing chickens and dogs." Although what I said was the truth, I seemed to be going against my own heart, and my tone was extremely sarcastic.
Teacher Gao got up to help me add a glass of juice, and suddenly laughed: "When I took you, I just graduated from secondary school and I was only seventeen years old. After every class, my palms are sweaty. You and Zhang Jun are both idiots. Da, I have never dared to treat you two as children, and I have always respected you as friends."
I smiled without saying a word, but said silently in my heart: "You are my teacher for life."
Teacher Gao said: "Zhang Jun's third brother-in-law and my wife are classmates in the university and are now the vice-principal of the Experimental Middle School. When Zhang Jun's accident, his brother-in-law was on the phone with my wife, who is a student of your old principal. ."
No wonder Zhang Jun didn't get fired for committing such a big thing, and his school probation was quickly cancelled, obviously just a passing scene. If Xiaobo had a family, the result would definitely be completely different, maybe he has...
It can only be said that the fate of people is completely different.
Seeing my expression, Teacher Gao seemed to have guessed what I was thinking, and said: "When you grow up, you will understand that God is very fair, and people are destined to lose some when they gain some. Losing is to gain, and sometimes gaining means losing, no one in this world has everything, so never envy what others have, but learn to cherish what you have.”
"What did Zhang Jun gain and what did he lose?"
"He has better material conditions than others, but he doesn't have a complete family."
I looked at Teacher Gao puzzled: "I heard that Zhang Jun has four elder sisters. He is the son that his parents have been looking forward to so hard. His parents ask for anything from him materially, and they spoil him very much."
"This is just an appearance. Zhang Jun's father is a very capable man, but he is a little filial. Zhang Jun's grandmother has a very traditional concept of incense, thinking that if his daughter-in-law can't have a son, he will cut off the children of Zhang's family, so he is Zhang Jun's. When her mother gave birth to daughters one after another, she kept encouraging her son to divorce, and even when Zhang Jun's mother gave birth to her fourth daughter, she took Zhang Jun's father on a blind date. In the end, the fifth child was born. Finally a son, but Zhang Jun's parents' marriage has come to an end."
"Are they divorced?"
"No, but it's similar to divorce. Because Zhang Jun's eldest sister was relatively old and witnessed everything her mother suffered, she joined the work very early. The first thing she did after work was to change her surname, from her mother's surname to another. I took my mother by my side and encouraged my mother to divorce, but on the one hand her father was unwilling, and on the other hand, her mother was unwilling, so she said to the outside world that her mother was not in good health and needed her daughter to take care of her. Separated. You certainly can't understand, but people in their era were like that, there was no way to live together, but they refused to divorce. "
"That Zhang Jun has no mother since he was a child?"
"Almost, he has been living with his grandmother since he was born. After his grandmother passed away, he took him back to his father. But his father was on leave without pay, and he was working on projects outside. I heard from his third brother-in-law that there can be one in a year. Moon is good here."
With my own example, his things are not difficult to understand. Zhang Jun's grandmother should be very fond of him, but as soon as the old man died, he suddenly became unfriendly to his mother, his father was not close, and his sister was disgusted. Because of the huge psychological gap, he was so rebellious when he was a child, smoking, drinking, fighting and stealing things, all of which were contaminated.
Teacher Gao sighed: "His third sister came to my house yesterday, mentioned Zhang Jun to me, and said that now that he is older, he is very sorry when he thinks of the things he had done when he was a child. Zhang Jun lived with his grandmother when he was a child, and his grandmother instilled a lot of negativity on his mother. Thought, she doesn't respect her mother very much, she hates Zhang Jun very much, and always beats and pinches him secretly with the fourth sister, so that when Zhang Jun sees a few sisters, he is like a frightened kitten, and is forced to quickly I learned to fight, and when I was eight years old, I could beat the fourth sister to the point of crying."
I suddenly remembered the scene where I was pushed by Teacher Zhao to the front of the blackboard. He also started to resist after he was forced into the corner!
I said, "Zhang Jun grew up with his grandmother, so he naturally wants to help his grandmother. He doesn't know the grudge between his mother and his grandmother. How can his sister blame him?"
Teacher Gao nodded: "Yes! How can children understand the right and wrong between adults?"
"Then now... Has the relationship between Zhang Jun and his sister eased?"
"Everyone has grown up and can understand many things. Otherwise, when Zhang Jun had an accident, his parents and four sisters would not have rushed back. I think Zhang Jun should also understand that his family cares about him very much and will definitely forget it. Unpleasant past."
Teacher Gao must have grown up in a very happy family, so she doesn't understand that no matter how good it is now, those shortcomings of childhood have long been blended with growth and become part of her character, which will be forever engraved in her memory. We just learned how to ignore the burial, never really forget.
Teacher Gao said, "Have your impression of Zhang Jun changed a little? Zhang Jun is really not as bad as they say. Come and say New Year's greetings to me next year! I remember you were pretty good when you were young and often went home together."
"I never thought Zhang Jun was a bad guy."
Teacher Gao said in surprise: "No? Zhang Junke complained to me that you ignored him first, disliked him, and didn't play with him."
I was stunned for a moment: "When did he say this?"
Teacher Gao missed his mouth, and smiled awkwardly like a child: "I always asked him to ask you to come and greet me with New Year's greetings, but he always kept silent, so I taught him that boys should be more generous and more active. , he was worried by me and told me that it was not he who ignored you, but you who ignored him. Is it true?"
I was stubborn and refused to admit it: "Where is it? It's true that he ignores me."
Don't dare to talk about Zhang Jun anymore. I chatted with Teacher Gao about my studies. Sure enough, she was more concerned about this topic.
She said: "According to your grades, there should be no problem with the famous universities."
"My goal is to be first in the class first, then first in the grade."
Teacher Gao was taken aback: "Don't put too much pressure on yourself."
"Without pressure, there is no motivation."
Teacher Gao said: "Just do your best, don't force yourself too much, there is only one number one in this world."
After we chatted for a while, I got up to say goodbye.
Walking on the road, thinking about the rhetoric I just made, can I really do it? Even Guan He just wandered between the eleventh and fifteenth grades.
I saw a motorcycle parked in front of the small shop, very similar to Zhang Jun's, I couldn't help but slow down, knowing that he had come to pay New Year's greetings to Teacher Gao yesterday, it couldn't be his car, but it was still I couldn't help but stop in front of the motorcycle.
Now, standing on the side of time and looking at the other side of time, everything becomes clear.
At that time, he was very similar to me. We were both very lonely because of the sudden change in the growing environment. It's just that I haven't learned to cover up, and he has learned to cover up at a young age. Maybe because of understanding, he gave me a little warmth. And caring, but I don't know that I can't forget it in this life. Just like, Teacher Gao is not the most enthusiastic and best teacher for me. As my grades improved and my personality became more easy-going, more and more teachers loved and cared for me, which was far better than that of Gao at the time. Teachers treat me, but no matter how good they treat me, I don't care about them at all, the only thing I remember is Teacher Gao.
Staring at the motorcycle, thinking of Zhang Jun, and Xiaobo, the days of riding a motorcycle and galloping in the wind are as far away as 10,000 light-years away. We have all put aside the corners of rebellion and started working hard on the trajectory of life.
After standing for a long time, I turned around and left. I saw a mutton skewer at the intersection. I went to buy ten skewers, and told him to put more peppers.
Eating spicy mutton kebabs, smiling against the cold wind.
2
first big thing
When our eyes are no longer black and white like babies,
The world in front of us is no longer black and white.
Sincere indifference, hypocritical kindness, ambiguous praise and criticism, mixed with black and white,
The relationship between classmates began to be complicated. It was no longer simple if you were good with me, and you were not good with me.
One of our feet is still in the heart of Lin Daiyu's likes and dislikes,
One foot has already stepped into Xue Baochai's slick sophistication.
We have realized that getting along with people is also a science,
However, we have not yet understood that this is actually a much more difficult and far-reaching study than entering a university.
The winter vacation is over and a new semester begins.
There are two major events this semester, the first is the candidate for the student council president, and the second is the literary performance.
We have Tong Yunzhu in our class. There should be no problem with the performance, but Tong Yunzhu just had an operation for acute appendicitis and cannot participate in this year's performance. Shen Yuanzhe can only do it himself.
Shen Yuanzhe had a terrible headache. He held an ad hoc class meeting in the evening to ask everyone for their opinions. However, apart from Tong Yunzhu, our class really has no literary talents. Lin Tang.
I have a strange feeling for Shen Yuanzhe. I always feel that I owe him something.
I raised my hand: "I have an idea."
Shen Yuanzhe motioned everyone to be quiet and listen to me.
"There are many boys in our class, so we can have a boy chorus. Although the chorus is a bit dirty, it is a formal program after all."
The inactive head teacher finally spoke up: "I can ask the teacher of the school choir to give us a few lessons."
Shen Yuanzhe said: "You can also directly ask them to borrow the costumes."
The boys chatted for a while and settled on this simple and feasible plan.
"What about the second show? Who has an idea?"
I raised my hand again, Shen Yuanzhe was a little surprised, smiled and made a gesture of please.
"I had a friend who was very good at dancing when I was in junior high school. I found that the stage performances made a lot of use of costumes and props at certain times, especially for actors like us who are amateurs and the judges who are amateurs. I happened to be listening to it on TV a few days ago. When I came to a song called "Rap Face Makeup", I really liked it, I felt it was very energetic, I was very tempted at the time, so I went to the library to borrow a book about Peking Opera Face Makeup."
I took a look at the catalogue I was looking at these two days, and then said, "No one in No. 1 Middle School has ever performed any content related to Peking Opera. Pop songs can't be played, and modern dance needs to grasp the scale. The dean of teaching brushed it off, so everyone is always performing folk songs and dances over and over, and we just caught this fresh."
Shen Yuanzhe said: "The idea is very good, but it is very difficult to implement. The costumes of Peking Opera are very expensive, and it is impossible to borrow it."
I said, "I've thought about this too. Can I use the class fee to buy some large white cloths, draw all the facebooks in "Rap Facebook", and then match the song, use queue changes, or express them in other ways? You can brainstorm ideas, anyway, the purpose is to show the facial makeup culture in Peking Opera.”
"It's a lot of work, who do you want to paint?"
I smiled and said, "I have learned to draw, I can draw a little, and Wang Qian can also draw. It would be best if she had time to help." I met her when I was in a drawing class. Said she was very talented. I handed the book to my classmates and asked them to pass it on to Wang Qian.
The class was quiet for a while, and everyone was excited. They all felt that the idea was fresh and feasible, and the theme was very healthy and positive.
Ma Li said loudly: "I can do somersaults. When I hit Facebook, I can turn over in front of the mask, just like on TV. I practiced martial arts when I was a child, but I gave up because of the hardships, but it's not a problem to do some somersaults. "
I looked at him and smiled, he glared at me and waved his fist at me, like "I didn't hit you at that time, but it wasn't that I was afraid of you".
The head teacher was very happy: "I'll do it like this. I'll go to the teacher in charge of video materials at the school and ask. If there is a video of Peking Opera, I can borrow it for you to learn from."
Wang Qian has roughly flipped through a few facebooks, and said with a smile, "It's not difficult to draw these facebooks. The most important thing is to ensure that the colors are brilliant under the light. I promise to complete the task smoothly."
I said, "There is a section in "Rap Face Book" that raps in the tone of a young man. In this section, we can have a few classmates dress up in a modern way and perform it in a more ruffian and life-like way."
The boys laughed: "Is this still a show? Just ask Ma Li and Wu Hao, the two rich young masters, to go up directly."
The whole class burst into laughter.
I smiled and said, "I still need someone to play the old grandpa, and see if I can borrow an old-fashioned long gown and white beard, so that there is a prominent contrast with the modernity of young people, and the stage effect will come out."
The classmates thought carefully, Zhao Miaomiao raised her hand shyly and slowly, and said in a soft voice, "My grandmother and mother are both tailors, and there are very old-fashioned clothes at home."
Shen Yuanzhe smiled and said, "Thank you for helping us solve a big problem."
It was probably the first time that Zhao Miaomiao saw the whole class laughing at her. She lowered her head and said in a low voice, "My family can get white cloth that is cheaper than the store outside."
The head teacher and Shen Yuanzhe said in unison, "Great!"
Clothing is settled, what about Whitebeard
Horseshoe said with a smile, "I have a white old whisk, I think it looks like a beard, but it really doesn't work, so I cut it off and find a way to hang it on my face."