Today when I was seventeen years old, carrying ninety yuan from the seven aunts and eight aunts, I boarded the green train bound for Dalian.
This is my first long journey out of the four-tier town in the northeast alone, leaving my parents.
Before this, the farthest place away from my parents was the home of my aunts and uncles in the countryside thirty to fifty kilometers away from the city where I have lived for seventeen years.
At that time, as long as the school was closed for winter and summer vacations, they clamored and begged parents to go to relatives in the country to play.
said to go to the countryside to find cousins and cousins, but the main purpose is to be able to take advantage of the winter vacation to be at the relatives’ house, and to eat some pork in the city, and to eat something that you can’t eat in the city during the summer vacation. Melons, pears and pears...
However, in any case, at most relatives in the country, they can only stay for one night at most, and the next day they can’t take care of the enthusiasm of the relatives who are indistinguishable from true and false. They cry and make trouble. Going home.
There is probably no other reason for crying and screaming to go home, except for thinking about mom.
This time I boarded the green leather train bound for Dalian. It was a four-year journey one time and one out, but it was very different from the short two-day absence from home.
To be honest, at the moment when I learned that my college entrance examination score has exceeded the college admission score line of the year, I didn't feel any suddenness at all.
From elementary school to middle school, although academic performance is not top-notch, he has always been regarded as a good boy in the eyes of teachers.
Use the phrase "not praise is equivalent to criticism" to describe the evaluations of my teachers who have taught me during the nine-year compulsory education period, in and out of the classroom, there is no bragging element at all. .
Everyone’s IQs are not too different. If you say that this is because you have listened to the teacher's praise more often, forming a kind of conditioned reflex, forcing yourself to work hard to do one thing well, I think it makes sense.
If you don’t hear the teacher’s praise for a few days, which one is your subject,Or there is a problem in which section of which section.
Don't wait for the teacher to grind our eyes at us, let's bury our heads, and we are all done.
At that time, the college entrance examination had not been resumed.
No one knows what kind of schoolbags they carry to us every day with their brothers and sisters on their backs. Every day amidst the shouts of parents, I hurriedly put on good clothes, rubbed my eternal eyes, grabbed a few mouthfuls of food, and rushed to school in a hurry. What on earth can I have? No one knows.
has no goals, even no goals, why can you care so much about the meaningless academic performance? Especially so infatuated with the teacher's verbal praise that emphasizes spiritual encouragement? What is
for? It is really not clear in one sentence or two sentences. However, one thing is certain. That's the kind of pleasure when every hair can be erected at the moment when I want to praise the teacher.
That is a kind of triumph that comes from the deepest part of my heart. It was an urgent desire to focus all the classmates' gazes on his own face.
, to put it plainly, is the kind of vanity that is so typical that you can't be more typical.
It is precisely because of such a long period of inadvertent carelessness that many people have made a preparation for the "college entrance examination" that many people regard as an opportunity for success.
A teenage boy, apart from the vanity that everyone has, he really doesn't know what fate is.
When I watched the third-year tallest brother in the neighbor’s house next door, while coaxing my son who could go to the shop to buy soy sauce and buy shochu, he didn’t comb his face or wash his face. It was black and white, and when I was struggling to do mock test questions from various provinces (municipalities directly under the Central Government), I realized how hard it was for the man who was called "a road in Huashan since ancient times".
In ignorance, the teenage boy who was only praised for his greed, has control over his destiny and has new expectations.
Looking back, what if the big decision made by the great comrade "Xiaoping" who died twenty-four years ago was not for the restoration of the college entrance examination? Our lucky group,No matter how hard an individual is, no matter how good he is, it is impossible to have such a good opportunity.
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