As for whether he is born after 80 or 90, I haven't asked, and I can't say.
He is a good student and a child of others' family, but he is not annoying. I think he looks like a scholar. I am a little older, so I found many words in the book, such as tenderness, elegance and scholar spirit ... this seems to be the most appropriate way to describe him. He writes calligraphy, Ou Kai. Write poems, but he prefers to write lyrics. I think it's because you don't have to think too much about rhyming when writing lyrics.
The first time I didn't listen to anything, I happened to meet him listening. He said it was a very popular song in the 1980s.
Shen Zhi said that this song can remind him of many things. I said me too, and I felt a little empty inside.
I passed a big yard and heard people say, "You know, this family is very rich ..." Looking up, I saw four big characters on the door-"Heaven rewards diligence"!
There are not many college students in Q city, not to mention undergraduate courses, and many people have told me that I want to grow up like him.
Since primary school, many people have said that I study well, and I don't know if I study well.
Once he asked me:
"What are you going to do when you grow up?"
"Tsinghua, or Peking University. My math is ok, as if Peking University is more suitable, and Tsinghua's words are ok ... "
Haha, when I was young, I thought about going to Tsinghua or Peking University every day.
He said:
"When I was young, I was like this, thinking about how great I was when I grew up. As far as going to college is concerned, the closer to the college entrance examination, the more I find that there are many places that restrict a person, such as environment, such as vision, such as conditions ... "
"At least Q city won't believe it, and I don't want anyone to be admitted to Peking University or Tsinghua ..."
"A lot of things haven't been done, not to say that people don't want to do ..."
I remember him saying that with a sigh.
In primary school, I was very disdainful.
In high school, I was very disdainful.
In high school ... at least I was very excited when I saw the words "Man can conquer nature". I believe that heaven rewards diligence.
When I was a freshman, I had a history teacher named Man. Tell us in the lecture:
"The post-80s generation is the happiest generation."
"People in the 1980 s respected scholars, especially college students."
"The post-80s generation is the freest generation."
It is prudent to say so.
When they talk about the word freedom, I can find that their eyebrows are raised freely. ...
Slowly, for the 1980s, they miss, but I yearn for: nothing, Teresa Teng, bell bottoms, hair gel, split points, riding, vitality, freedom, rebellion … and love.
Cautiously, the older you get, the more books you read, but the more things you worry about.
There was a girl who liked him and he loved a girl.
Now a person, lonely. ...
There used to be a saying that "if you want to be rich, the railway will run." It is said that after graduation, he seems to have gone to "open the road on every mountain, bridge the bridge when encountering water" and far away.
Q city, everyone who knows him says that he is doing well.
I haven't seen him for a long time. Until last year.
I asked him why he was going far away.
He said:
I am used to traveling everywhere.
Since so many people in Q told him that he was doing well, let them tell him. ...
I have a vague feeling that he is not doing well. He didn't go far, he escaped. ...
There is another saying in my hometown: there is no turning back arrow before opening the bow.
Later, I also went to many places and found that no matter where I stepped on my foot, it was dirt; What floats in the air is dust.
He later said that in this era, you can't be a scholar, you have to be a rogue.
I know, one night, he lit a cigarette, took a deep breath and looked up at the deep night sky. There is no moon, only a few lonely stars. After a long time, he slowly spit out smoke, and then a word popped out of his mouth:
"Damn it!"
I don't know why, inexplicably, I found a job in a bureau of China Railway to make a living after graduation.
When one day I lit my first cigarette. ...
Just like him. ...
Late autumn, a little cold. Every time I see the sunset, the sun is bleak. Trees on the roadside clung to the last leaf and shivered in the wind. I always feel flustered and empty. One day, a word came to mind-forbearance. My heart thumped: "It's over ..."
I often think of him.
Be careful, be careful ...