The sound of knocking at the door; It was a teenager from Wen Ya who came in. When I asked him "your name", he wrote his name on the paper.
I see; Mr. Su said that Jia Rong introduced him. Mr. Su is my classmate and his fellow countryman. He said that he had come to see me the night before.
Yes, I am not at home; So I came here on purpose this time. We talked for a while, and he said he was afraid of delaying my time and left.
Yes Yes, we only talked for a while, and there was nothing important to say; -I forgot now.-But I think
I understand him, and I believe he is a lovely person.
The second visit was a few days later. At that time, the freshman screening exam had just ended, and his Chinese class was assigned to Mr. Qian Ziquan.
In the class. He came to tell me that he would transfer to my class. I told him that I have always admired Mr. Qian's knowledge; Before him.
This class is definitely better than mine. And the established situation is not convenient to change because of one person. He should be a few times, also.
Nothing, just left. He hasn't come to see me since. Once, I met him at the back door of the first row house in the Third Hospital.
He smiled and nodded to me; He was going to take books and ink cartridges to class, but then he stopped and said to me, "I often think of my husband."
At school, I just want to go because I am too busy with my homework. "I said," you can come and talk to me when you are free. "We only order the first song.
Don't. The Third Hospital seems to be far away from Gu Yue Hall where I live. Sometimes I think about it, it's similar to the front door. So for half a year, I only worked in
I met him three or four times before class and a few minutes after class. Except for the last time, they just nodded in a hurry, never.
Say something. But I often think he is a lovely person.
His fellow countryman, Mr. Su, I met him once when I came to Beijing, but I haven't seen him again for half a year. I haven't been able to talk to him about Wei Jun; I
I have never told anyone about Wei Jun except Mr. Qian Ziquan. Teacher Qian told me one day that Wei Jun always wanted to transfer to my class. money
Mr. Wang added: "He knows that he can't turn the clock. He works hard and takes detailed notes." I said, naturally.
Did well in teacher Qian's class. This matter has been talked about once or twice since then. Until the early morning of March 19, someone misreported Wei Jun's dead letter;
Mr. Qian stood on the steps outside my house and said regretfully, "He came to talk to me during the winter vacation. I asked him because he was often depressed.
Why is he like this; Is it for me? He said,' No, your husband is fine; I am always worried because my family is not rich.
Look at that. He said that he still has an old father and an underage brother at home; He said that his brother had dropped out of school because there was no money at home.
Yes He also said that a small part of the money he spent studying abroad in recent years came from dropping out of school to become a teacher, and more than half was borrowed from others.
Here it is. He added that the tuition fees for the second half of the year have not been settled. "But he doesn't want to collect money for no reason; We just looked at him.
The letter drafted for the undergraduate student union requesting that the bonus system be changed to the loan system and the work-study program system shows that although he is young, he is a man of backbone.
Anger.
The last time I saw him was on the morning of March 18, when Tiananmen got off the tram. As usual, point at me with a smile.
Head. His smile shows his pure heart and tells people that he is willing to be close to everything; I won't forget it. And his silence.
Mo, I won't forget it either. According to Mr. Chen's travel notes, Wei Jun is very talkative; But what we've heard in the past six months,
But only his silence. His silence contains melancholy, bitterness, perseverance, Wen Ya and so on, which is the most impressive.
Thinking and caring. According to Chen's report at the memorial service of our school when he was ill, although he was very anxious for a while, he was
Before he finally left us, he wrote two calm words to the headmaster; His two sentences contain endless sadness, which
It's silent sadness! So now I think he is a lovely person after all.
On the evening of March 18, I knew he was in danger. The next morning, I heard that he was dead, just sighing! But go to school.
When I learned that he was still alive, I felt very encouraged and was busy telling others the news. If you don't believe me, I will stand.
Engrave the student union notice as evidence. Go to town on the 20th and visit him at Union Medical College Hospital. But I don't know the hospital rules. go to
It's a little late. You can't go in. I lingered outside the door for a while in frustration and asked the doorman, "Do you know any in Tsinghua?"
A Wei Jiesan, is he dead? "His answer, I also know, is" I don't know "two words! Come back that evening;
On the morning of 2 1, I got the news of his death-this time he really died! He died at 2 1 morning 1 8: 48,
Even on the evening of the 20th, if I leave earlier on the 20th, I can see him again. What a pity! twenty-three
Japanese colleagues and classmates went to town to welcome the spirit. I didn't read the newspaper until twelve o'clock in the city, so I couldn't catch up. I came back in the afternoon and saw a bar outside the school gate.
Everyone in the room knows that Chang has come. I asked in Gu Yue Hall and found the coffin in the old auditorium. When I went, it was heavy.
Wei Jun has put on mourning and is taking pictures. It is said that he also took a nude photo of the wound. I didn't see him.
Wound; But don't look at this scene. After the photo shoot, I walked to the coffin: Wei Jun's face had changed.
Son, I hardly know him! He has prominent cheekbones, flat cheeks and bare lips. Is this what I looked like when I first met Wen Yashi?
This must be caused by his pain for days on end. Alas, you can imagine! I was thinking, the coffin has been covered; Alas, Wei
Jun, this is really the last time! We will never meet again! I don't know the truth about life and death, but I can't see you again.
Actually, Wei Jun, we have lost you. Where can we find you?
Wei Jun is now sleeping alone in a shabby room in Gangbing Temple, waiting for his father who has traveled thousands of miles, and the weather is so bad; leather
Jun, your soul is wandering too!