Now, let's continue to talk about the beautiful spring afternoon in March 2065438+2008. In the apartment of the social saint G Xia, who is already frosty at the temples, I hold a hammer and talk to him about everything. Also learn to be elegant, sip half a sip of wine from time to time and verify your sense of existence.
Outside the wall downstairs is a middle school. Under the blue sky and white clouds, there are students playing basketball on the big playground, and there is a piece of music during recess on the tweeter. There is a teaching building not far away. What are the students doing in the classroom at the moment?
Standing on the balcony of Hero G, you can see the whole campus. I like campus, I like listening to students' reading sounds, I like watching students' lively appearance, and I like to feel the youthful atmosphere and life tension on campus. Being on campus, I feel young myself, as if I had returned to the distant past. I don't like factories, hospitals, especially government agencies.
Take a sip of wine, chat, or indulge in fantasy. Suddenly someone knocked at the door. Xia answered the door, and an unexpected guest came in, whom I didn't know. He is a gentleman and elegant, giving people a sense of aura. Mr. g introduced us. He is Mr. C, a special book for Master G, hey! A gentleman's friendship is as light as water, and a scholar's love is half a piece of paper. Nowadays, red envelopes are popular, and sending books is basically a rare thing.
While they were talking about some private affairs, I picked up the book on the coffee table and looked at the title: Our old headmaster. Open Bibliography is an article written by many authors to recall and commemorate the old headmaster Chen Shiyong. I am familiar with the names of several authors, and even one of them is a student I taught in middle school. I know Mr Chen Shiyong, and I have met him at least once. He is an old-timer of Jiuquan education and one of the heavyweight education veterans of Jiuquan. I first glanced at the article written by my student. I have sincere feelings and simple writing. I nodded and sighed!
C Jun and G Xia chat about the information in their circle, but C Jun will talk to me in due course and ask me where I live and where I used to work. Obviously, he changed the subject in order not to let me feel left out, which shows that his cultivation is different from ordinary people.
At this time, Master G gave me a supplementary introduction: Mr. C is the husband of Ms. W ×××. It suddenly dawned on me that I remembered what Master G had said a long time ago. Ms W and Hero G are college classmates, and Ms W and I are members of the same Democratic Party. We had several "organizational lives" together. Because of Mr. G's introduction, I know Ms. W very well, and Ms. W is also very friendly to me. Later, Ms. W became a full-time cadre of the party, and then she was promoted step by step in her official career, but she still took care of me and was very nostalgic. Of course that was a long time ago. At that time, I heard that Ms. W's husband was a government official, but I didn't expect to see Ms. W's husband's real body today. Because of this relationship, small talk has new conversation resources.
I am a confused person. I talked for a long time, and it was not until Xia reminded me twice that I fully understood that Mr. C was the eldest son of the old headmaster, Mr. Chen Shiyong. The book "Our Old Principal" was edited by Mr. C. Because the old principal was deeply expected by the public and worked hard, I had a legendary experience. After the old principal died in March of 20 16, commemorative articles flocked; At the request of many relatives and friends, Mr. C decided to collect it and give his father a commemorative anthology. Because of the endless stream of manuscripts, "Our Old Principal" was published in two episodes. In Our Old Principal, I saw the masterpiece of another middle school student who worked for me.
The two episodes of Our Old Principal reflect all aspects of Mr. Chen Shiyong's life from all angles. From his devotion to military service to his devotion to education; From the bank of Weihe River to the foot of Qilian Mountain. On the land of Long Yuan, like an ascetic, he sowed the seeds of teaching and educating people with a sense of mission, and devoted his enthusiasm and hard work to the lofty cause of running a school and promoting education. The authors of nostalgic articles, with their own experiences and personal experiences, wrote the integrity, frankness, hard work, humiliation and striving for fame and fortune of the old headmaster, showing their sincere admiration and praise for the old headmaster. Peach and plum are sown in three thousand gardens in spring, and Qiu Lai is rich in China fruits. "Our Old Principal" contains nearly 100 articles recalling the old principal, from the north and south of the great river, inside and outside the Great Wall, and from elites from all walks of life. It is not an exaggeration for me to paraphrase the phrase "fame is everywhere, and fame will last forever". There is a poem by Munk: "Death is not the end of life, but the eternal beginning ..." It can be said that these words of colleagues and classmates who participated in the * * * activities are a deep memory and high praise for the old headmaster, a towering monument standing on the land of Long Yuan, and show the immortal spirit of President Chen Shiyong. The old headmaster saw his life affirmed by the world in the spirit of heaven. I think he must be very pleased!
When I first met Mr. C, I found that there were several people I knew, many things that * * * knew, and many places where * * * was familiar with mountains and rivers. No wonder: I'm from Hexi Corridor, and we know each other. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? ! All three of you here spent your youth in Jiuquan and regarded Jiuquan as their second hometown. Speaking of Jiuquan and Dunhuang, the Three Musketeers are like a few treasures. The sun shone outside the window, and Huaying sat forward during the dinner. Just then, Mr. C suddenly looked at his watch and got up hurriedly, saying that he had a tight schedule today and would be late for an appointment. He said "sorry" and left in a hurry.
It's really late. I'm going home. But Master G insisted on having a meal. It's really hard to refuse. Respect is better than obedience! I followed Xia downstairs out of the community and came to a small restaurant on a quiet side street. This is a family restaurant. The dining room is very civilian and clean. The boss seems to be trying his best to create a warm feeling of being at home. Master G seems to frequent this shop. In a short time, the pretty proprietress brought us two bowls of home-cooked sweet egg noodles, while the boss sat in a chair next to the big freezer, smoking with his legs crossed, pretending as if nothing had happened, and observing the proprietress and the guests' every move. Sweet egg noodles are delicious and affordable. The weight is enough, but Master G ignored my objection and forced me to distribute some of his food. I can't help it I try to eat it all, and I often spit out the soup. This pair of eating makes G soldiers dumbfounded.
Alas! How can I put it? It is unacceptable to eat so much for dinner. I know this common sense, and it is also very painful. But who knows the psychological shadow caused by the great famine in childhood? One of the shadows is that splashing things has become my most annoying behavior; Moreover, my gratitude and awe for food has alienated into a disease.
In hotels and restaurants, people with status are used to showing their nobility with extreme extravagance and waste; Vanity ordinary citizens, though cautious in their own homes, deliberately squander food in public places and try their best to attract the attention of diners around them with a mess of broken soup, thinking that they can't enjoy the pride of earning enough face. And I may have gone to the other extreme. At the dinner I have to go to, I always try my best to finish the dishes for the sake of CDs, even if I am despised by others as a gluttonous monster. That's why I always hate going out to eat with people. Who wants to suffer this "unbearable" foreign crime? At that time, I almost starved to death. Now, I have to die sooner or later.
Hunger can make people crazy, make people lose their minds, make people become animals, and make people's dignity and personality disappear. Understand the rural areas of Gansu for 60 years (not just Gansu)? Hungry in the provincial capital for two years, jaundice edema, mental half crazy; Have you ever heard of ×× ditch in Jiuquan? Do you know how many professors, experts and scholars who come back from abroad to serve the motherland are exhausted by terrible hunger, fighting for a little food, stealing, gossiping and hating each other? They all ended up starving in the Gobi desert. Only bastards accuse them of sweeping the floor and being polite! However, half a century later, the famine is unprecedented, but the maker is still enshrined in the shrine, still shining! Alas! People in this country don't have a long memory. It's hopeless! Every time I think about it, I really want to cry like a wounded beast in the dark wilderness!
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Writing often digress, this is my so-called writing style, I am proud! Others laugh at me for rambling and not understanding the transition, but this is my means to hide others' ignorance and a magic weapon; It's good to know that digressions can be fierce occasionally.
Goodbye, master g, I'm going back to my place; In order to digest the sweet egg noodles, I learned to lie on the sofa like the famous star Ge You. Open the magazine "Yellow Land" that I just got from Master G and have a look. ?
In this magazine, I read the 80,000-word documentary "Father and His Colleagues" published by Mr. C. By interviewing his father's colleagues, friends and students, this work reflects his father's suffering and legendary life in a panoramic way, that is, "three times of clear water immersion, three times of blood bath and three times of cooking with alkaline water" (a word from Tolstoy). Through sincere and simple language, the image of an educator who is simple, diligent and tenacious, "despite hardships, he still does not change his mind" is vividly portrayed. Lu Xun said: "If the dead are not buried in the hearts of the living, they will really die!" Mr. Chen Lao's character, knowledge and lofty ideals are well known to many people. It can be seen that although Mr. Chen returned to Daoshan, his heroism will last forever and he will live forever. "Father and His Colleagues" has a unique structure and a unique span of time and space, which truly and vividly shows people a dramatic and changeable era and the fate of characters. Elegant writing, gorgeous literary talent. The author is really a skill of "strategizing and burning the boat"!
I learned from Master G that Mr. C is not only an official, but also a well-known and prolific writer. I don't know how C Jun did. With all due respect, being an official is not as happy as writing freely!
Two episodes of Our Old Principal were officially published by Mr. C on the basis of Father and His Students and Father and His Colleagues. I noticed that in the two books, the author didn't talk too much about his impressions and feelings about his father. The main content is the father in the eyes of a third party. I saw an article called "Clouds, Water and Pines, Bai Haoran", which was about the old headmaster's love for his three children and strict family education. I think my first impression of Mr. C is very deep, and it certainly has something to do with it. It makes sense to say that "your mind is full of poems and books".
President Chen Lao's colleagues and students have made good comments on his life achievements and personality charm, so I don't need to say more. But I personally have some exclusive information, so I might as well share it with you. But I think I'll digress again.
1In the autumn of 965, as junior students, we were ordered to participate in the social education movement in Jiuquan. We took the train to Jiuquan, stayed in the auditorium of Jiuquan Middle School, received two weeks of training, and then went down to the commune and production team. At this time, Mr. Chen Shiyong is the president of the liquor company, and he is in charge of logistics. Needless to say, we have already met. But after a long time, I didn't leave any impression. 1973 (? ), Jiuquan Education Committee held a teaching exchange meeting or something, and all counties under Jiuquan's jurisdiction sent teachers to participate. Subei County is a middle school with seven or eight teachers, so I decided to go to Jiuquan from their nest. Although I live in a guest house in Jiuquan, I meet and communicate in wine. At this time, President Chen had just been released from the bullpen. My brother-in-law, Mr Sharla Cheung, is a wine teacher. I met President Chen once at home. Later, I learned that President Chen had been liberated (implemented the policy), but he had no job and became a general Chinese teacher. So we may have participated in the teaching exchange meeting together and discussed "skills" in the Chinese group. But I didn't leave any memories. At that teaching exchange meeting, I only left a vague picture in my mind: a Mr. Dong Bing and a three-village pedant talked about four ways to write fennel beans. The two men are calm, but in fact they are fighting to see who has more knowledge.
Almost all the authors in Our Old Principal talked about the vicissitudes and hardships of Mr. Chen Shiyong's life. But the crime committed by the old headmaster in WG seems vague and embarrassing. It is estimated that editors still "focus on the overall situation" and can only downplay it.
Mr. and Mrs. Sharla Cheung once told me that wine is the hardest hit area in WG. It's not too much to say bleeding. In particular, there are "three kings" that make people feel terrible. That is to say, three wang xing rebel teachers. In order to seize power, they gathered a group of brave elements and brutally persecuted the headmaster Chen Shiyong and more and more "ghosts". They put all kinds of trumped-up charges on President Chen, trying to overthrow him completely so that he can never turn over. President Chen, however, has a stubborn personality and a natural arrogance. He would rather die a fair death than beg for the whole thing and never confess. This made the "Three Heavenly Kings" angry and annoyed, and held criticism meetings almost every day, giving President Chen a "jet plane", which was a torture that insulted personality and destroyed the body and swept the country during the WG. Hot-blooded men with stubborn personalities are often tortured to death.
On one occasion, the "Three Kings" put a paper hat on President Chen's head and hung a big wooden sign around his neck, and put him on a big truck and dragged him to the farm for criticism. The headmaster's wife, Qiao Yu, who is also a teacher, knows that this trip must be extremely dangerous. In order to save her husband's life, Teacher Yu squatted on the ground in front of the big truck and shouted that she would not drive away unless the truck ran over her. The driver sympathized with the headmaster, because he didn't dare to devote himself to life and refused to drive. After a long stalemate, the "three kings" could do nothing but give up and put President Chen and Teacher Yu in two dark rooms respectively.
My sister still remembers one thing, saying that she was once given a piece of paper to pretend to pass by the door of the teacher's room and put it in. The words written on the note seemed to persuade Mr. Yu not to speak for President Chen, because the more he spoke, the more he angered the "three kings" and the more they persecuted President Chen. Who wrote the note? My sister doesn't know. She just wrote it. In Our Old Principal, there are memories of passing notes, but it seems different.
1973, the situation eased and the policy was implemented. Sharla Cheung dared to say that it was because of his good background, and that he and President Chen were fellow villagers and colleagues, and their tempers were similar, so he took the lead in proposing policies to President Chen. The "three kings" blocked it with various excuses, and finally, under the pressure of the situation and most of the school staff, they had to "liberate" President Chen.
One of the "Three Kings" is a typical ultra-leftist. He is very popular in Jiuquan because he actively rebelled. This person even led a "live learning and use" group to "teach and use" in counties under Jiuquan. He came to northern Jiangsu to introduce his experience, and I was ordered to attend the meeting. Witness this glib and eloquent scene. He can regard trivial matters as right and wrong issues related to the future of the country and the destiny of the nation; He declared that his obscene behavior was the result of fierce and repeated hard ideological struggles, and finally the chairman waved him forward. He talked in Kan Kan, and I listened to the same taste as chewing wax; I can't help but think of "asking for instructions early and reporting late" during the "Three Loyalties" movement, especially "reporting late"; Students in the dormitory lined up under the portrait of the leader and reported their thoughts one by one. Some guys talk endlessly about "criticizing private practice", which makes people sleepy, but he dissects himself endlessly, bored, but afraid to listen. This king's mouth cannon is also a trivial matter in everyone's eyes. From his mouth, it is the result of an earth-shattering revolution in his soul. Sophistication and fucking logic are his strengths. There are less than ten teachers in Subei Middle School. Basically, they were exiled here, so they all lived with their tails between their legs. Now they see the red man in the wine swaggering and getting carried away. They all despise him and are indifferent to his "teaching". Therefore, he was very disappointed with his trip to northern Jiangsu. But oversight appreciates this person very much, so he can make waves in Jiuquan Middle School for many years.
When the disaster fell from the sky, President Chen and his wife left a deep impression on my elder sister. Instead, the husband and wife are not together, but they are doubly dependent on each other, caring for each other, sighing, suffering and * * *, and they are always in awe when talking about these. WG, as Mao said, "This is a turbulent tide, and all monsters have revealed their true colors ..." Indeed, the violent surge and the torture of human nature show how fragile the conscience of China people is! "Husband and wife are birds in the same forest, and when disaster strikes, they fly separately" became "fashion" for a while. Because of different positions or political views, couples turn against each other everywhere. Glaring at each other, fighting and exposing private words are not uncommon; In the worst case, it is common to report someone and frame them and try to kill them. The ancient civilization suddenly exposed the clues under the Kirin skin, and the truth of barbarism and ignorance was exposed in broad daylight. It can be said that WG is a magic mirror, which fully shows the ugliness of China people. From the family relationship of social cells, people can't help questioning this society.
However, Yu and his wife, whether it is rainy days, dark clouds over the city, or blood shed, always stick to their own ethics, their own commitments, affection and righteousness, support each other, walk through the storm together, and grow old together.
Looking at their backs now and looking back at those strange things in reality, I feel very confused and at a loss.