Received a confession from the goddess during National Day?
Li Hexin丨Wen
Speaking of which, it was already many years ago. That year, I was studying in a key high school and was an introverted and taciturn boy. One day, after the evening self-study was over, the classroom was empty, and Xia Li sat in the front seat to review her homework. Out of boredom, I walked to her and borrowed a book from her.
Back in the dormitory, Xiao Jun from the next bed played chess. I said I wanted to read the book. When he grabbed my book, I raised my hand and a note fell from the book. It read: "Because of you, there is an extra scenery in my lonely world."
Xiao Jun seemed to have discovered a new world, so the six roommates in the dormitory insisted that I confessed which beautiful girl wrote it for me. I stammered and my face turned red. That night, I didn't sleep well. From then on, "Honest, Monkey in My Heart" became everyone's evaluation of me.
In the following days, I didn’t dare to say a word to Xia Li. In my spare time, several roommates monitored me. The news reached the head teacher, and the teacher called me to the office for guidance.
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Speaking of Xia Li, she is the most beautiful and best-study girl in our class. The teacher likes her, and the classmates admire her. In the words of a male classmate in our class: Whoever wins her favor in this life will be the happiest person.
for several weeks afterwards, the central topic of our dormitory was about the girl who passed me a note. I was also proud that my roommate did not discover my secret.
The college entrance examination has finally ended. On the National Day, the class held a party. When it was about to end, Xiaojun suddenly ran to the stage and said, "I suggest that Ah Xin tell you the note I gave him. Is it okay?"
Suddenly, the students were all excited and clapped desperately. I stood up, looked at the classmates, and looked at Xia Li again. She laughed like the classmates, "Today is everyone's last reunion, and I won't hide it from everyone. That's a note I put in when I borrowed a book from Xia Li."
Before he finished speaking, the teacher and the students clapped again, looking at Xia Li in surprise. She stood up hurriedly with a blushing face. "No, no, this is a misunderstanding. The note says my understanding of the book. Because I like reading books, I write down my essays and put them in the pages I have read."
"Wow" teacher and classmates laughed, especially a few old friends in my dormitory who were so sad that they couldn't bend their waists. At this time, the head teacher walked to me and said apologetically, "It turns out that the criticism of you is wrong. This should be a beautiful misunderstanding..."
grew up and joined the work and also had his own beautiful wife. Whenever he talked about this misunderstanding with his wife, it added endless fun to our ordinary life. Two years ago, when the classmates gathered, when the white-haired teacher mentioned this misunderstanding again, everyone laughed knowingly. A misunderstanding became a wonderful memory in my life.
is National Day and also the wedding anniversary
Lilu丨wen
Before the National Day in 1994, my husband who had received his marriage certificate for nearly a year, and at the urging of his parents from both sides, he decided to go back to his hometown to hold a wedding during the holiday.
At that time, we stayed in Zheng Gang for two years after graduating from university. His parents were in , and my family was in western Henan. Everyone is very busy with work and wants to perform well at work in the unit. They are unwilling to take wedding leave specifically, so they discuss setting the wedding on National Day.
That was the era when love was full of water, and naked marriage was popular. We are the same. We started from scratch and didn’t even have a dormitory. After getting the marriage certificate, I still live with my relative’s house, and he lives with my grandfather.
There is no wedding house, so my grandparents moved back to southern Henan temporarily and freed up the small two-bedroom apartment that they lived in for us.
I didn’t rent a wedding dress, and I designed the wedding dress myself. In the department store south of People's Park, I spent 83 yuan to buy a silk quilt made in Hangzhou, and took it to the tailor's stall at the corner of the stairs on the second floor. I asked a master with a Jiangsu and Zhejiang accent to measure and hand-sew a maroon cheongsam for me.
cheongsam is made, the effect is very festive. The front is a large peony pattern, the hem is a golden phoenix spreads its wings, and the back is a round dragon border. It is comfortable and eye-catching when worn on the body. The only drawback is that I am a little taller and the length of the cheongsam is slightly shorter due to the size of the quilt. It failed to cover the foot as I wished, only reaching the ankle.
However, the wage plus fabric only costs 98 yuan, which is very economical and satisfying. Mr.'s dress is also sewn here. After
was about to stop, he called for opinions from both parents and agreed that the wedding would be held on October 1st.
Two days before National Day, we went to the station together and went back to each other's house. He went to Nanyang , and I went to Ruzhou .
On the day before the wedding, my two brothers also came back from another place to "send the wedding". I and a dozen family and relatives took three Santanas in different places, set off from home, and headed south with sunny sunshine.
For me, the journey to get married seems to start a pleasant and wonderful journey. At that time, there were no expressways, no service areas, and there were no traffic congestion during holidays. When I was resting on the road, my sister-in-law and I got off the car and walked around. We also accepted the peasant woman who we didn’t know in the vegetable fields on the roadside, and handed us the new harvest of green radishes to quench our thirst.
At around 5 pm, the wedding carriage arrived in the city of Nanyang and lived in the hotel booked in advance by my husband's house.
The wedding car arrived the next morning, and first picked us up to his house for a ceremony, and then went to the hotel to toast the guests.
I put on my feet with nearly ten centimeters high heels, knelt on the ground and bowed to the heaven and earth, worshiped the hall, and toasted one by one at the hotel one by one. My feet hurt like the "daughter of the sea" walking on the blade. I was envious of the simplicity and freedom of the church wedding in foreign movies. A couple took a sworn and started their honeymoon trip by taking a float.
did not go on a honeymoon trip. Early on the third morning, my husband and I accompanied my aunt who came back from Shanghai to attend the wedding and went to Zhugelu in the city for a tour.
On the fourth day, we will go to Ruzhou’s parents’ home to "return". The autumn is clear and the air is cool and we are in a happy mood, so we regard more than 200 kilometers as a honeymoon trip.
When I arrived in Ruzhou, my parents wanted to entertain guests again. I had to put on my stiletto-heeled wedding shoes and toast at the table like I was wearing stilts. After the banquet, I felt my face stiffen.
Wedding in Nanyang丨Photo provided by the author
According to the customs of Ruzhou, newlyweds cannot spend the night at their parents' home. That night, my husband and I lived at my sister's house. On the fifth day, I returned to Zhengzhou. I was busy going to work during the day and continued to host banquets from both sides at night. I was so tired that I swear that I could only get married once in my life because getting married is too troublesome and tiring.
The National Day holiday that year was just like this, and we were running around without stopping, and we were having a smooth ride.
This National Day is a celebration of the 45th anniversary of the motherland. As a member of the country, I have also accomplished a major event in my life.
From then on, National Day has added another special meaning, which has become my wedding anniversary.
The second year after marriage, I was assigned a newly built house of about 75 square meters by my unit. After the renovation is newly renovated, please invite your in-laws to come to Zheng Xiao from southern Henan. One day, while washing dishes in the kitchen, I heard my father-in-law happily say to my mother-in-law in the bright living room: "We have worked all our lives and have never been given such a good house. The children just started working and got into the distribution of houses. It's really good!"
My father-in-law was right. I often feel that I was born in the 1970s and was the luckiest generation.
On the National Day of Beijing that year, I lost my colleague
Wang Jiuyun丨Wen
National Day is coming soon, and my granddaughter is asking her grandparents to accompany her to Beijing to visit Tsinghua University. When she said that on the National Day of Beijing, I felt horrified and remembered the embarrassing incident on Beijing twenty years ago.
1999 National Day, in order to realize the teachers’ dream of Beijing, I decided to take advantage of the National Day to bring everyone to Beijing.
At that time, the travel agency was not popular, and the train did not speed up. I bought a train ticket at 9:30 pm. It is expected to arrive at Beijing West Railway Station in the morning, just in time for the flag-raising ceremony.
The train was crowded. After walking for a stop, a big boy came up and squeezed to Daqi and said, "Old lady, where are you getting off the bus?" Daqi said angrily, "Go to Beijing!"
Daqi is only 39 years old. He is usually afraid that people will say she is old, so someone calls her old lady and her face turns red. From then on, Daqi was awarded the title of "Old Madam".
After the hijacking boss came home, he called her old lady when he met. She was anxious and said, "Then I'm a generation older than you!" The boss replied immediately, "My aunt, please give me some food!" Of course, this joke is a later story. After
arrived at Beijing West Railway Station, I took the whole way to Tiananmen , and it was already past eight o'clock. I asked everyone to sit and wait on the west side of Tiananmen Square, and asked the male teachers Xiao Yang and Daqi to go to the hotel with me.
According to past experience, hotels are easy to find and are not expensive. However, this time, there was a sign of "Customer" hanging in front of every house. I finally found a bed with a bed, but we couldn't stay there.
There are two human tricycles parked at the door of
, and the coachman said that there are many empty seats in their store. I asked where he was and he said it would be there in about ten minutes. We seemed to have found a life-saving straw and got into the car to see it.
walked for ten minutes and ten minutes, and the coachman always said it was soon, it was soon. The road is getting narrower and narrower. Could it be that I have encountered a black store?
Daqi and I exchanged gazes and whispered, I'm afraid we'll be dragged to the black store or kidnapped. The coachman probably won't understand the Anyang dialect we muttered. I think no matter what happens, the coachman can't let the three of us separate.
After more than an hour, I finally came to a hotel with multiple people’s rooms, and each person costs 20 yuan. Who knew that when completing the procedures, the coachman had to pay a contact fee of 30 yuan per person, totaling 600 yuan.
The coachman was unreasonable and I shouted: Xiao Yang, take your phone and call 110! A hint of panic flashed across the driver's face.
I'm actually bluffing too. Finally, we bargained, and we went downstairs and gave the coachman 200 yuan per person before we registered for accommodation. When I returned to Tiananmen Square, when I saw the anxiously waiting eyes of my comrades, tears suddenly surged out.
Among the teachers, Xiao Guo is the youngest. I asked him on the train, if you lose you, can you return to Anyang by yourself? He said yes. Who knew that he was really lost.
Photos on Badaling 丨Photo provided by the author
The next day, it was already evening when it came down from Badaling, and it was drizzling again. The cars came, and a bunch of people rushed up. We went up a little, but Xiao Guo was missing!
Some people say that Xiao Guo should be able to think of going back by himself. Although there are many reluctances to leave, there is no way. We got off the bus at Qianmen Station and suddenly found Xiao Guo walking in front of us!
It turned out that when we couldn't even squeeze into the previous car, he only squeezed in. He said, I'll come down again after finally squeezing up?
The third day itinerary is to go to Grand View Garden and World Park. When I left in the morning, Lao Liu had dizziness...
This is really:
Lead the team to realize his dream during the National Day, and
Find a hotel to shed tears in Beijing.
Traveling to the Great Wall and losing Xiao Guozi,
Old Liu in the Grand View Garden was fainted.
was shocked in three days, and
is a joke in the second half of his life.
Captain sent each person a rice bran vegetable dumpling , but no one dared to throw it away
Li Enyi丨Wen
1971 After the September 13 incident, about half a month later, the incident was announced to the people. People were shocked that a legal successor of Chairman Mao actually defected to foreign countries, which greatly impacted people's mindset.
Cha winter the previous year, a young cadre of the county education bureau had an extramarital affair with a private female teacher in the countryside. He and his wife committed the crime, strangled the female teacher to death with a rope, and buried it in a pigpen next to the toilet at home. Later, the case was solved and the truth was revealed.
This incident spread throughout the county in an instant, becoming a new trend in class struggle. On the eve of National Day, the murderer will be punished. In this way, we have been more determined to consolidate the results of class struggle, talk about class struggle, and guide people to carry out the recall of bitterness and sweetness, which has been put on the agenda.
On the National Day that year, the brigade cadres came back from the commune to convey the spirit of the superior meeting: hold a special event on the National Day, and carry out a remembrance and sweetness activity based on the production team . The purpose is to keep in mind class suffering, to keep in mind class hatred, and to be sweeter than the current life, thereby inspiring people to love socialism more. The
task was assigned and the production team immediately implemented it. Someone brought dried sweet potato leaves from home, and somebody found millet bran. The production team borrowed some yellow noodles from their home. The production team leader sent several women to mix dried sweet potato leaves, rice bran and a little yellow noodles, and used their hands to make a dish dumpling, and steamed it in a large pot.
When I had lunch, I put the steamed vegetable dumplings in a willow basket serving steamed buns and went to the yard of the production team. The production team leader talked about the big truth, and then a young member of the league started to sing the song "Don't Forget the Pain of Classes" that the members would have long ago.
The low tune, the lyrics of crying and complaining suddenly brought people into the abyss of suffering. The old man and the old lady probably remembered her experience of suffering in the old society. The tears in the eyes fell down.
Captain announced that everyone would take a dish dumpling. Everyone slowly walked to the buns that served the dish dumpling, took out the dish dumpling, and started eating reluctantly. When the vegetable dumplings were eaten, the rice bran sounded and it was hard to swallow.
No matter how unpalatable it is, no one of them secretly spit it out. In this way, on this National Day, we celebrated a National Day that remembers the bitterness and sweetness.
National Day, and was once a hit name
Xia Lingli丨Wen
Every National Day, I think of that boy named National Day. I don’t know whether he was born on National Day. However, he is called National Day. He is either born around National Day or has some connections with National Day.
This is a very smart boy with good grades. But there are also common problems among boys, they are lively and active, and I can still think of some anecdotes about him when he was in school.
When we were in elementary school, we learned the article "The Tadpole Finds Mother". Everyone followed the teacher in unison to read the text aloud, but he asked one question: How can the Tadpole find its mother? Because frogs all look the same. This question stumped the teacher. Because he kept asking questions, the teacher's expression was even a little embarrassed.
In the winter at that time, there were often people selling sesame candy outside the school. In order to attract people to buy, the sugar seller made a round edge plate. After buying a certain amount, he could throw a edge for free. If he got the money, he could eat free sesame candy.
When we were in the fourth and fifth grades of elementary school, we happened to use the compass. One day in class, we suddenly heard the teacher ask him to stand up, but the teacher's expression was not angry but laughed. When the teacher raised his homework book, the whole class was amused. It turned out that there was a round dart board on the book, with holes made of compass.
It turns out that he is practicing accurate! From then on, he had a nickname: the old man selling sesame candy!
When I was a child, the drama "Huo Yuanjia" was popular and boys loved to watch it even more. Once during the break, the teacher called out the National Day to sing the episode in the drama, which is the familiar "The Great Wall Never Falls". A bunch of teachers and students surrounded him, but he was not embarrassed at all. He opened his mouth, and he was still in the Cantonese version.
I remember he sang very much, and the veins on his neck burst out. But at that time, did he experience the feelings of family and country in the song?
This smart boy went to the best middle school in our city, and it was rare in our rural junior high school. Later, I heard from a boy with good relationship with him that he was admitted to a university in the south and now he is a professor-level figure.
60th anniversary, we watched the military parade at the guesthouse in Beijing
Li Yun丨Wen
2009 National Day is the 60th anniversary of the motherland. At that time, my son was in Beijing and there were 8 days off for National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival. My wife and I decided to take a trip that was just a matter of walking, to Tiananmen Square to watch the military parade, and to give my son a surprise.
On the afternoon of September 30, we went home for dinner after work, and we rushed to the train station. During the holiday, there were too many people and cars, and there were no seats. We stood there without seats. Anyway, it took seven or eight hours and it was not clear.
called my son on the phone in the car and told us about our intentions. My son said that you are making an international joke. The national military parade is so serious that it is very strict. How can you watch it casually? ! I said I couldn't watch the military parade and I would see you.
When he heard that we had already gotten into the car, he hung up the phone helplessly.
The carriages are crowded, some are visiting relatives, some are tourist tours, and some are the same as our thoughts, wanting to see the military parade. There are many people who start pouring cold water, saying that we are childish and ridiculous.
But we have a firm attitude: not afraid of ten thousand, just afraid of if. What if our wish comes true, haha!
is very sleepy when riding the night train, but everyone is in high spirits, talking and laughing all the way, and not sleepy. Beijing arrived at dawn. My son picked us up at the exit and asked for a taxi to go to his school.
We didn't get on the bus, and we said we would have breakfast near the station, and we could watch the military parade by strolling around Tiananmen.
The son said he had to go back to school with him. This was an order, and there was no room for negotiation. If something went wrong, he would be jointly and severally responsible, and that was not a joke.
At this time, my son no longer looks like a son, but rather like a policeman on duty. We got off the car and were obediently "captured".
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Watching the military parade in the school guesthouse is different from watching TV at home, because we are in Beijing, the capital, and beating with the heart of the motherland. There is never any excitement, that kind of heartbeat, that kind of pride and pride before.
The Party Central Committee watched the warriors of the three armies pass through the uniform, majestic teams and various advanced weapons and equipment from Tiananmen Square and accept the inspection by the party and the people. I said excitedly: It would be even more satisfying if I went to the scene to see it.
My lover said: Although I didn’t come to the scene, it’s worthwhile to spend the 60th anniversary with my son in the capital.
National Day, I just want to go back to my hometown in the countryside to regain my memory
Cao Yanzhao丨Wen
National Day, for most people, what is most worrying about is those days of holidays, which is the only few long holidays that can be compared with the Spring Festival holiday.
After the National Day holiday, the scenic spots are crowded with people and people. I am used to the traffic on the expressway. When others ask how to spend the long holiday in our country, I always smile indifferently: Go back to my hometown in the countryside to let go.
As a farmer child who has been away for a long time, the mountains and rivers of his hometown and the rural feelings of his hometown are just like the fragrant bowl of Hu La Soup, and he always falls into his dreams from time to time.
, if you don’t go to the scenic spot to join in the fun on the 11th, you won’t be rushing on the highway to cause congestion to the traffic of the motherland. Avoid the peaks at both ends of the holidays, and return home across the province in just one hour.
The bedtime stories I usually tell my children are actually scenes that his father experienced when he was a child.
Now, with him, I restore the scenes in the story one by one. The gurgling river on the ground is still there. After experiencing the clearness and stench, it has now become a scene of fish and shrimp floating in childhood.
A bamboo pole and a gauze net, slowly practicing the ancestral truth of "pushing fish and shrimps and pushing shrimps and slowly pushing toads". Walking in the bean fields of harvest, seeing a pile of hamster holes in floating soil, chasing them relentlessly, and then I really found the hamster with rich granaries...
In fact, today in the country's revitalization, when the whole country celebrates the "Farmers' Harvest Festival", I go to the long-lost fields in my hometown, do farm work with my parents, and give my old and young men a practical lesson, and regain my child's fun. It is also a good choice.
"debut" appeared in the "National Day Special Issue"
Zhang Yanwei丨Wen
For people living in the 1970s and 1980s, there is no such thing as National Day holiday. But for teachers and students, the school will hold a series of celebrations around the National Day to add some fun to the boring campus life.
1983 to 1985 I went to junior high school.Two days before National Day, the school held a singing competition, and the songs such as "There is no New China without the Communist Party", "Singing the Motherland", and "We Are the Successors of Socialism" were trembling.
On the morning of the National Day, the school would also luxuriously change a new national flag. All teachers and students sang the national anthem together, looking up at the bright five-star red flag slowly rising along the bamboo flagpole as thick as a bowl.
What impressed me the most was the "National Day Special Issue" held by the school.
The picture shows the
special issue is different from the usual blackboard newspaper. The content is mostly about teachers expressing their praise and love for the Party and the motherland. The teacher written with good brushes uses different fonts to copy the white greasy paper, and then adds some colorful illustrations, and sticks them one by one with paste, almost covering the gables of more than 30 square meters of the school auditorium, making it look grand and enthusiastic.
When I was in the second grade of junior high school, the head teacher Wu was responsible for the special issue. He said to me, "Look at your good writing, please write a manuscript for the special issue." Due to physical reasons, I am flattered by this glorious and arduous task, who rarely participates in cultural and sports activities.
Looking at Teacher Wu’s trusted gaze, I couldn’t refuse. I racked my brains to piece together a “likable poem” from “Celebrate the National Day”: “Eleventh and the National Day, the people of the whole country laughed together; the red flag is flying, the flowers are beautiful, and the birthday of the motherland is here..."
Finally, this “likable poem” was modified and polished by Teacher Wu and copied by himself, and appeared side by side in the "National Day Special Issue" in a prominent position along with the work of the school’s general affairs director, which made teachers and students look at it with admiration.
This "debut work" made my passion for learning unstoppable. Teacher Wu carefully guided and encouraged me to participate in various reading activities, composition competitions, etc., which gradually allowed me to get out of the shadow of inferiority complex and enhance my confidence and courage in facing life.
person is not as good as a dog when he is middle-aged. Is there any triple overtime pay?
Zhang Daojun丨Wen
National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival are usually very close, and in rural areas, the atmosphere of Mid-Autumn Festival is much stronger than that of National Day. Every household prepares sweet mooncakes, crispy persimmons, and the most unforgettable taste in my memory: "dry cakes", which are also called "charred buns" in some places.
Two days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, my mother had to carefully bake a few dried cakes to add a festive atmosphere. When my mother was kneading, she added seasonings, chopped the clean pepper leaves, sprinkled them into the dough, kneaded them into a ball, sprinkled some sesame seeds, and rolled them into thin dough skins, the thinner the better.
On the pot, the kang is burnt and yellow, and it can be released from the pot. After it is slightly cold, we siblings are scrambling to share the food. The fragrance of pasta is integrated with the unique taste of sesame seeds and pepper, and it also gives a burnt, fragrant, crispy and crispy texture, making people full of fragrance and endless aftertaste.
So, at that time, children were looking forward to the National Day holiday and could eat more Mid-Autumn Festival delicacies.
jiaomo
1999's National Day was very special. China had the National Day holiday for the first time, and it was also the first time I watched the National Day parade in full from beginning to end on the TV. The shocking scene made me feel that the pores on my back were standing up, and a sense of pride and honor suddenly rose.
I remembered the scene of our history teacher speaking generously on the podium in the classroom after NATO, led by the United States, bombed the Chinese Embassy in Yugoslavia on May 8 of the same year.
When he said, "After all, we are too backward. If we fall behind, we will be beaten, and if we fall behind, we will be bullied", he cried, crying like a child who has lost his mother's protection. The students' emotions were mobilized, and the quiet classroom heard the sobs.
We all know that our motherland is not strong enough. As the successors of the times, we have a heavy burden.
The most memorable thing is the National Day in 2001. That year, National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival were the same day, and it was also the first time I left my hometown and celebrated the first National Day in Wuhan.
That year, the school held a grand National Day party. The night sky of was very beautiful that night, and the bright fireworks surrounded the bright moon.On the mottled tree-shaded road, there were pedestrians in groups of three or three, and in the quiet stands were the couple watching the moon. There were only the grasshoppers in the grass who were "singing" hard without any wit.
After the party, my good friend and I ordered a few dishes in a restaurant outside the school and ordered a few bottles of wine, which was very polite, "You must have fun in life, don't let the golden cup face the moon empty." But I couldn't be proud of it. That was the first time I got drunk in my life.
The brothers sat on the empty playground, facing their hometown, telling their past. I only know that it is the busy farming season, and I want to eat the persimmons that my grandmother picked up and the dry cakes on my mother's kang.
More than ten years have passed. Like the Mid-Autumn Festival, I have not celebrated the National Day at home. On the one hand, there are too many people traveling in the Golden Week and it is difficult to get tickets. I have never liked the excitement, so I don’t want to squeeze in with them. On the other hand, I have three times the salary when I work during National Day, so why not do it?
witnessed the ever-changing changes of motherland from 50 to 70 years old. I also went from teenager to middle age. "A person is not as good as a dog when he is middle age." It seems that we can't keep up with the development rhythm of the motherland, and we can only pray: the country is strong and the people are rich. Let’s not talk about it, I still have to work overtime this National Day!
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