I sat by the south lake, listening to an old tune, and the melody just started, intoxicated my old classmates and friends.
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20 1 1 At the beginning of September, we packed our bags with anticipation and set foot on the train to Lanzhou.
When I first set foot in the door of the "Institute of Education", most people were disappointed. Sparse and old buildings, exquisite playground, Sashido, are far from the university we imagined.
There is no time to read more, so we are nervous, holding various documents and shuttling in front of the windows of various new reports.
After a busy day, we met for the first time in the spacious dormitory for eight people. Friendly greetings and enthusiasm broke the initial strangeness and silence. Since then, we have another layer of relationship-roommates.
In the next few years, we were in the same boat through thick and thin, laughing and laughing.
On the military training ground, we wear green clothes. Although we are not as brave as the soldiers, we are also full of vitality.
In those irritable and sultry September days, we listened to the instructor's whistle, sweated like rain, thought about retreat, had depression, and silently cheered for ourselves.
In those brightly lit dark nights, we dragged our tired bodies, sat on the floor, sang or danced, or laughed and frolicked, and finally relaxed after a tense day's body and mind.
The days of military training are coming to an end, and we are looking forward to the end, but we are reluctant to part. We greeted the last day of military training with ambivalence.
No matter how lazy and playful we are at ordinary times, the last "good leader" made us use up all our strength.
The hoarse roar contains too many feelings, including admiration, release and our passionate years.
As soon as the bell rang, we walked into the classroom of Class Four, and our dark faces were baptized by the scorching sun.
Joy and trouble, novelty and frolicking, college life began.
In the advanced mathematics class, the advanced mathematics that Teacher Kan Kan talked about is the focus of the class. We can't remember the spell-like function problems on the blackboard, but we remember her exquisite dress and rigorous thinking logic.
In the math class with the highest attendance rate, I have a baby face with a hidden age, a light suit, capable short hair and a kind smile, and I get along as warm as a big sister. We may have forgotten the addition and subtraction, but we remember her appearance, our old classmate-"Yang Yangyang".
I don't remember what I learned in English class, but I haven't forgotten those English movies. The English teacher asked us to practice oral English, but we remembered the plot, but we didn't remember a word.
In the relaxed and happy biology class, we listened to all kinds of evolutionism and genetics, and finally only male chromosomes and female chromosomes could be remembered.
The biology teacher organized everyone to visit the provincial museum. Later, most of us don't remember how dinosaurs evolved, but we remember the joy of traveling together.
In computer class, we have done the most serious animation effect, that is, "every day for half a month."
In college physics class, we forgot all kinds of laws of cattle and horses, only remembering that old people love smoking.
The most terrible thing is physical education class.
Basketball class, three-step jump shot runs two steps, and then flies; In volleyball class, Qing Wu's wrist represents Lao Wang's determination;
I also complained about Lao Wang's seriousness. Later, we all thanked her for her seriousness.
The back lawn of the school has gathered too many memories.
In those frosty and foggy mornings, we also left the comfortable bed and walked hard with blurred eyes; In those hot afternoons, we also left the shady classroom and ran hard with batons; When the light is turned on at night, we still leave the exercises on the desk and play in groups of three and five.
Under the dim light, the cigarette butts at your fingertips are clearly extinguished, telling your unknown thoughts. Half of the beer at the foot is drunk, and the teenager's mood is melancholy.
How many times have you been sober and drunk in the pub behind the school gate?
How many days and nights did you stay in the small Internet cafe deep in the alley?
Do you still remember the miscellaneous grains pancakes made by grandpa at the small night market at Changqing Gate?
How many times did you take the bus 1 10 at the school gate?
How many strangers have you passed by at Xiguan Cross in Lanzhou?
How many times did you travel, stay in KTV and work part-time during those weekend holidays?
Do you still remember those nights when you were half drunk and half awake, because a song reminded you of someone, and then you burst into tears and were flustered.
There are many stories, memories, laughter and tears in this group called "Class Four for Beginners".
In that city called Lanzhou, there are many impressions of you, many years and many youthful memories.
In the graduation season of that year, did you eat the last bite of beef Lamian Noodles in the pocket canteen that you didn't like, go back to the spacious dormitory for eight people, carry all the things accumulated in recent years and run to your own life?
Passing by the playground, you stopped to watch those students sweating under the basketball stand. Do you think of yourself again?
Now we are either wives, mothers, husbands and fathers, or wandering alone.
Today, we have faded away from youth and ignorance, put on mature and steady gorgeous clothes, and gradually formed under the cutting knife of years.
Nowadays, we are far apart and chat with each other across the screen.
Now, is the name "beginner class four" still in your mind?
May the years remain the same, and you and I remain the same; May youth stay forever and smile like a flower; May time not grow old, and we will never leave.
Four times, I always remember, I cherish you as always.
The years are quiet, may you be well.