1On July 28th, 1997, An Jinpeng, a senior three student from Tianjin No.1 Middle School, won the gold medal in the 38th International Olympic Mathematics Competition held in Argentina. When we went to the countryside of Wuqing County, Tianjin to interview this 19-year-old boy, this simple rural boy told us the story of his mother feeding him almost word for word:
Can't let the word "poor" delay the baby's future.
1September 5, 997, it was the day when I left home to report to the Mathematics Institute of Peking University. Early in the morning, cooking smoke rose from my shabby farmhouse, and my mother was helping me make noodles. My mother bought this flour from her neighbor with five eggs.
Holding the bowl, I cried. I put down my chopsticks and knelt on the ground, tears streaming down my face. ...
My home is in Dayoufa Village, Wuqing County, Tianjin. I have the best mother in the world. She is 47 years old and her name is Li Yanxia.
My family is too poor. When I was born, grandma fell ill on the kang. At the age of 4, grandpa suffered from bronchial asthma, hemiplegia, and the debts owed by his family increased year by year.
When I was seven, I went to school. My mother borrowed my tuition. But I found that since I went to school, my mother didn't like sitting next to me and watching me study. After a long time, I understand that the more sensible I am, the sadder she is, so she no longer watches me do my homework with a pencil point tied with a stick.
However, my mother has her moments of happiness. Whether it's a big exam or a small exam at school, I can always be among the best, and I always get full marks in math. With my mother's encouragement, the more I learn, the happier I am. I really don't know what is happier than reading.
1June, 994, I was admitted to the famous Tianjin No.1 Middle School, and I ran home ecstatic. But I didn't expect that when I told my family the good news, their faces would be covered with sad clouds.
At night, I heard a quarrel outside the house. It turned out that my mother wanted to sell the donkey that had just been pregnant with a pony at home so that I could go to school, but my father insisted on different things. Their words were heard by the seriously ill grandfather, who left the WTO in a hurry forever.
After grandpa was buried, the family owed thousands of dollars. I won't say anything about studying. I folded the admission notice and stuffed it into the pillowcase, and began to help my mother work in the fields every day. Two days later, my father and I found the little donkey missing at the same time. Dad asked his mother with a livid face; "Did you sell the donkey? When selling crops and grain in the future, will you push them with your hands and carry them on your shoulders? Can you sell donkeys for Jin Peng for a semester or two? "
That day, my mother cried! She shouted at her father in a fierce voice, "What's wrong with children going to school? Jin Peng No.1 Middle School is the only one in Wuqing County. You can't let poor words delay your baby's future! Even if I push it with my hands and carry it on my shoulders, I will let him learn ... "
The autumn after I was listed in No.1 Middle School, I went home to get my winter clothes. My father, weighing 80 kilograms, is sallow and emaciated, lying on the kang. Dad has intestinal polyps, and the doctor asked him to have an operation as soon as possible. Mom wants to borrow money again, but dad refuses to live or die. He said that all his relatives and friends borrowed it, but who can lend it to me again?
That day, my neighbor also told me that my mother finished the harvest in a primitive and tragic way. She doesn't have enough strength to pick wheat and thresh in the yard, and she doesn't have the money to hire someone to use a thresher. She made them one by one, then dragged them home with a trolley, then spread a plastic cloth in my yard at night, and then beat them on the big stones with both hands ... She cut 3 acres of wheat by herself, so tired that her knees were bleeding.
Before my neighbor finished, I ran home and cried, "Mom, I don't want to study …" Mom knows that you are the hardest-working child. My mother finally drove me back to school, and my father borrowed money for surgery, but the debt at home was 25,000 yuan! Then, my mother has a way to make me feel at ease reading.
In order not to let me go hungry, my mother takes 10 Duoli Road Wholesale 10 Jin instant noodle dregs to my school every month. At the end of every month, my mother always walks 10 miles to Dashahe Township Station with a bulging noodle bag and comes to Tianjin to see me by bus. In addition to instant noodle residue, there is also waste paper my mother asked for from a printing factory in Anping Town, 6 miles away-that is the draft paper I used to do calculus; And a big bottle of soy sauce and salted mustard. ...
I am the only student in Tianjin No.1 Middle School who can't even afford vegetarian food. I can only buy two steamed buns at a time. But I have never felt inferior. I have always felt that my mother is a hero who struggles with suffering and bad luck. It is my great honor to be her son! (continued)
When I first entered Tianjin No.1 Middle School, my first English class shocked me! The teacher's fluent spoken English and the students' skillful cooperation make me feel that the gap is too big. That's not the English I heard in the country middle school at all. When my mother came to send me money, I told her that I was afraid I couldn't keep up with English. Unexpectedly, she smiled and replied, "Mom only knows that you are the most hardworking child, and she doesn't like to hear you say it is difficult, because it is not difficult for you to suffer."
I remembered my mother's words. I have a stutter. Someone told me that to learn English well, you must first make your tongue listen to yourself. So I picked up a stone in my mouth and began to recite English texts desperately. Tongue and stone are ground together, and sometimes blood flows from the corners of the mouth. Half a year has passed. Xiaoshi rounded off and didn't make the top three in English.
1995 reported to the preparatory class of Tianjin No.1 Middle School Olympic Sports School, taking physics and mathematics as elective courses. A year later, I participated in the Tianjin Division of the National Olympic Knowledge Competition for the first time and won the first prize in physics and the second prize in mathematics. I will go to Hangzhou to participate in the National Physics Olympiad on behalf of Tianjin.
Give my mother a national first prize, and then represent China in the World Physics Olympiad! Who knows, my wish came to nothing after the results were announced! I only won the second prize. Although this is the best result among Tianjin players. I want to repay my hard-working mother. This achievement is too light!
Mom, your son succeeded.
1997 65438+ 10 I won the first place in the national mathematical Olympics with full marks and was successfully selected into the national training team. During the one-month training, I won the first place in the total score of 10 exam.
I haven't seen my mother prepare for the Olympics in these two subjects for half a year. I hurried to the post office to give my mother good news; "Mom, among the six players selected for the national team, only your son is an out-and-out farmer's child. It is the first time that he has been selected for the National Mathematical Olympics, and he still has full marks! ……"
When I returned to Tianjin to prepare for the Argentine International Mathematical Olympics, I received a note from 200 yuan Qian and his mother, which was entrusted to me by my classmates: "Mom is proud of you. Be modest and win glory for the country! " Holding this "huge sum" and the note, I cried.
According to the regulations, I have to take care of the registration fee and clothing fee for going to Argentina to participate in the competition. That day, I was chatting with my classmates, and the head teacher and math teacher came. They were commissioned by the school to check my preparation. When they saw that I was still wearing clothes of different colors and sizes changed by my kind teachers and classmates, they opened my locker to help me choose clothes. The head teacher pointed to my cotton-padded jacket with two sleeves and three inches long, and those patched undershirts and vests and said, "Jin Peng, are these all your clothes?"? ……! "He began to cry. I was at a loss and said, "Teacher, I am not afraid of being ashamed." My mother told me that she heard an old gentleman in the village say,' My mind is full of poems and books'! "
In the end, my clothing expenses for going abroad were solved by Tianjin No.1 Middle School. Full of gratitude, I flew to Valde Rama, a coastal city in Argentina, on July 25th. 1997.
On July 27th, the exam officially began. From 8: 30 in the morning to 2: 00 in the afternoon, we have to do five and a half hours of test questions. The results will be announced at the closing ceremony the next day. First announce the bronze medal winner, then announce the silver medal winner. Finally, the gold medal winner was announced. One, two, and the third is Ann Jin Peng. I cried with joy and silently shouted, "Mom, your son succeeded!" " "
Mom, you are my best mentor.
The news that several other students and I won the gold medal and silver medal in the 38th International Olympic Mathematics Competition was broadcast by china national radio and CCTV that night. On August 1 day, when we returned with honor, China Association for Science and Technology and chinese mathematical society held a grand welcoming ceremony for us in the lounge of the Capital Airport. At this time, I want to go home. I want to see my mother as soon as possible. I want to personally hang a golden gold medal around her neck. ...
In the afternoon 10, I finally returned to my door in the dark.
Mother held me tightly in her arms. Under the starry sky, my mother hugged me so tightly ... I took out the gold medal and hung it around her neck, crying happily!
On August 12, the auditorium of Tianjin No.1 Middle School was packed, and all the teachers and students gathered together to celebrate my winning the Olympic gold medal. My mother, an ordinary peasant woman, is sitting on the rostrum with the leader of the Municipal Education Bureau and a famous math professor in Tianjin. When it was my turn to speak, I didn't speak at all, not because I was careless, but because I had so much to say that I couldn't remember it on paper. The other day, I said something like this-
I want to spend my whole life thanking one person, that is, my mother who raised me. She is an ordinary peasant woman, but what she taught me to be a man can inspire me all my life.
I want to buy a Chinese-English dictionary to learn English when I am a freshman. Mother had no money in her pocket, but she promised to find a way. After breakfast, my mother borrowed a shelf car, loaded a car with cabbage, and dragged it with me to the county seat forty miles away to sell. It was almost noon when we arrived at the county seat. My mother and I only drank two bowls of sweet potato and corn porridge in the morning, and we were hungry. I can't wait for a buyer to take the food away at once, but my mother still bargains patiently with the buyer. After several repetitions, she finally clinched the deal at a price of ten cents a catty. 2 10 Jin of Chinese cabbage costs 2/kloc-0 yuan, but the buyer only gave it to 20 yuan. I want to eat first if I have money, but my mother says I'd better buy books first. This is today's thing.
We went to the bookstore to ask the book price, which was eighteen dollars and twenty-five cents. After buying the book, there was only one dollar and seventy-five cents left. But my mother only gave me 75 cents change to buy two sesame cakes, saying that the remaining one yuan should be kept for my school flower. Although I ate two sesame cakes, my mother and I were already hungry when we walked home for more than forty miles. Then I remembered that I forgot to make sesame cakes for my mother. She was hungry all day and pulled me 80 miles! I regret it so much that I really want to slap myself in the face, but my mother said to me while pulling the car, "My mother didn't have much education, but my mother remembers Gorky's sentence that my teacher read when I was a child-poverty is the best university!" If you can pass the exam of this school, then the universities in Tianjin and Beijing will be tested by you! "My mother didn't look at me when she said this. She looked at the dirt road in the distance, as if it could really lead to Tianjin and Beijing. I feel not hungry and my legs are not sore. ...
If poverty is the best university, I would say that my peasant mother is the best tutor in my life. ...
I don't know how many pairs of eyes are wet under the stage I turned around and bowed deeply to my mother with gray temples. ...