Grateful for my alma mater after graduating from college 1 I have been looking for what kind of word "alma mater" is. Is it what most of us think, a place where we study and live for several years and finally let us grow up and mature? Obviously, this answer is superficial.
"Alma Mater", I think, is at least a heavy word! Her massiness lies not only in simple high walls, numerous school buildings and huge teaching staff-all these tangible wealth. More importantly, her mother-like mind is always accepting and accommodating our shortcomings; More importantly, she is as gentle as her mother and always conveys warmth and care to us; More importantly, she has the same hard work as her mother, and always maintains a spirit, persistently reclaiming our pieces of land with different shapes and insufficient nutrients until they are neat and fertile. Yes, the reason why she is called "Alma Mater" is that she has brought intangible wealth to thousands of students in Qian Qian.
Today, xxxx is our alma mater here. Although we just entered this school, we can't feel the beauty brought by our alma mater as deeply as our brothers and sisters who are about to graduate, but we have lived for several months, and we have also felt the moist love of our alma mater and absorbed the fragrance of wisdom in her breath. I always thought that it was a fate to find xxxx's name in many schools. I have been secretly happy that I can finally throw myself into her arms and enjoy her teaching: how lucky I am! Meeting is predestined friends, because predestined friends, I come thousands of miles; I have loved for thousands of years, because for thousands of years, I am firm!
Open the long page of history, let's take a look at this land at the foot of today, which still retains today's richness after vicissitudes; The footprints of many literati and poets have been precipitated, and today's rich culture is still preserved. However, what makes this land more profound and powerful when presented to people? Yes, this is our alma mater. It is her presence that makes this land more radiant! I dare not say that it is as bright as the sun and the moon, but it is clear enough; Her history doesn't need to be the longest, and her region doesn't need to be the widest, because long doesn't mean enduring, and vastness doesn't mean perfection. Our alma mater, dare not say that it is with heaven and earth, is enough to establish its own place and bring hope and wisdom to this land where we live!
Standing at the age of 30, you are healthy and have a bright future! On the eve of the 30th anniversary of our alma mater, what we can't forget most are those hard-working figures, our beloved teachers! It is they who, with their own efforts, cultivate our young trees and decorate our sky. Along the way, because of them, you and my little tree thrive; Because of them, your sky is blue and vast; Because of them, your dreams and mine have wings and the possibility of flying! They paid and sacrificed, but they became more and more tired, thinner and older. And we finally understand: Qingshan is not old because of its snow-white head; The green water is carefree, and the face is wrinkled by the wind!
Alma mater! How can I express my gratitude to you at this moment? What kind of words, how to express, how to interpret? A simple "thank you" is not enough to match my love for you. I am attached to you and respect you. In my eyes, you, Yunjuan yunshu, are beautiful, and all the flowers in bloom are a heart! Alma mater, did you hear my voice? Such a deep love, I just want to dedicate it to you!
A philosopher wrote that "the alma mater is a little different from the mother, the mother will grow old, but the alma mater will always be young", which is true. However, my two alma mater in junior high school disappeared forever like my dead mother, but the teachers who educated me, like my dead mother, will live in my heart forever and will always be remembered. Those friends and stories of my youth, not fade away in my mind, are also worthy of my eternal treasure.
My first alma mater in junior high school was 1958 No.11 Middle School in Ankang County, which was born during the Great Leap Forward in Education. We entered school in the autumn of 1960, which seems to be the second session. The temporary school site is now in the courtyard of the Municipal Cultural Center. The four walls of the classroom are all surrounded by bamboo fences and made of mud. The roof is linoleum on bamboo mats, but the tables and chairs are brand new. Because of the dense classrooms, the indoor light is not very good. At that time, my myopia was already very serious. Although I sit in the front row, I still can't read the teacher's handwriting clearly, but it doesn't affect my Chinese study. I remember that the first large-scale activity of the school was to invite an old revolutionary to recall our painful experience, and the first article was the feeling of writing a report on "Recalling Our Painful Experience". At that time, we had just learned "Who is the cutest person" by Wei Wei, so I wrote a beginning with Wei Wei's brushwork, and was chosen as a model essay by Mr. Chen. The teacher who taught us Chinese in Grade Two is Mr. Huang Keming. At that time, Mr. Huang Keming graduated from Shaanxi Normal University and his blood was boiling. He wants to write a movie script and get along well with his classmates. His first article was about his summer vacation experience. I made up a short story called "Change", saying that when I went to my uncle's house in Hengkou, I saw his hut turned into three newly built big tile houses, boasting three red flags and the people's commune. Actually, I don't know. Teacher Huang gave me a hundred points for the first time. I was really flattered at the time. I asked him how he gave me full marks. He said that your article is original and innovative, and so should my Chinese teaching. He warned me not to be proud.
It seems that it is a characteristic of education in that era to teach students to lie since childhood. From Yang Shuo-style prose to writing a review, the feeling after listening to it, from Mao Zedong's heart to Lei Feng's diary, comes down in one continuous line. When people all over the country are starving, Yang Shuo is still talking nonsense that farmers' lives are sweeter than lychees, but I made up a story of "change" out of thin air. Only he knows clearly that he is lying, but I am making up the story in ignorance.
Mr Hu Cheng is our head teacher and also teaches physics. After the mid-term exam, he announced his grades in red paper. I was among the best, which shocked me. Later, Dong Xiongsheng and I fought in secret, and you chased me to the rising channel of cultural research.
The biggest surprise for me in No.11 Middle School was that as soon as I went to school, I knew I could go to the library to get the wrong library card. I remember when I was in the second grade of primary school, I got a library card where I could only read comic books. Now I can borrow books like adults, and I am naturally ecstatic. At that time, I couldn't understand what was before liberation, what was touched by Hu Feng, what was touched by anti-Rightists, and what was touched by Peng after liberation. Only those novels were quickly swept away by me. I remember reading Lin Yuan all night. I spent most of the rest of the time in the reading room of the library. Although my stomach is often hungry, I am still full of energy.
The shadow of difficulties in the first three years of junior high school is getting more and more serious. At that time, an adult resident only had two ounces of oil in January, and he had to deduct 25 kilograms of grain from time to time. Five catties of Hongshan medicine is a catty of grain, so he has to go to the river to buy it himself. Some are black and bitter, and as long as they are not rotten, people are reluctant to throw them away. Sometimes the grain is miscellaneous grains transferred from other places, such as sorghum and highland barley. Tickets are needed for cotton, cloth, tofu, bean sprouts, food, kerosene, soap and matches. Because there is no oil, water and non-staple food, people have to supplement their food with melons and vegetables. Because of the large amount of soup, every household in the city eats in a locally cooked black basin. There are only a small amount of noodles, rice flowers and oil flowers in the rice, and there are a lot of vegetables, or Sophora japonica and elm money. 1960 Autumn harvest in the Jihe River, the first time I heard farmers say that there was no food in the drought last year, and some people in their village fell on the side of the road. The first time I saw hunger with my own eyes, I asked the teacher to sweep the floor and steal buns from the production team. At that time, in order to prevent students from consuming too much physical strength, physical education class changed to an activity class, and would not take such high-energy classes as basketball, football and long-distance running. The labor class at school is to fight pig grass. I often fish duckweed in the pond with my classmates Pan Hefa and Wang Zonggen as pig feed. In the winter of June1year, the financial situation could not be maintained and the school had to be cancelled. At that time, we mobilized qualified teachers to leave their jobs and return to their hometowns to become farmers. We don't know the meaning of leaving, but we clearly remember that Zhang Jizhong, a geometry teacher, and He, a geography teacher, wrote down on the spot that they would return to their hometowns to be farmers.
Hearing that the school is going to be dissolved, the students all look very sad. The pigs in the school are all fed by teachers and students. The teacher and the students had a farewell dinner because the pig had no food and was very thin when it was killed. At that time, each student had a meal and a spoonful of fried pork slices, but everyone was reluctant to eat them and took them home.
At that time, students could find their own schools. Some students went to middle schools in Baihe and Gao Lan, and we went to Ankang Chengguan Private Middle School, which required our own expenses (one semester in 9 yuan). Teachers in private middle schools are mostly aspiring young people, who have not gone to college or dropped out of school for various reasons. At that time, they were full of vitality and spirit. In addition, because of the political review, they recruited a group of high-quality students, which made their first graduates' performance greatly exceed that of the old county No.1 middle school and caused a sensation in the education sector. Our head teacher and Chinese teacher are Zou. He is very enthusiastic about his work, but his articles rarely get high marks. I often get about 80 points. I remember that in a speech contest to learn from Lei Feng, most students were begging for books, first writing their own mistakes, then comparing Lei Feng's words and deeds, and then expressing their determination. I'm a strategically located person, and I don't blame myself. I came to power because "Lei Feng said before his death that human life is limited but serving the people is infinite, and I will devote my limited life to serving the people indefinitely." , then demonstrated the dialectical relationship between finite and infinite, and finally put it into practice to learn from Lei Feng. My speech was well received by Li Youquan and other teachers. They also asked me curiously if my father helped me write it. In fact, my old father has been different for a long time, so it may be fresh to listen to these words that have not been said or written.
1962 After the autumn harvest, people's lives were slightly better, so they could buy some sweet potatoes to supplement their rations. However, the string of class struggle has tightened again, and my application for joining the League for two years was put in the cold shoulder because of different backgrounds. The head teacher made a lot of efforts, but there was nothing he could do.
1963 In May, under the leadership of the class teacher, I attended a mobilization commendation meeting held by the Youth League Committee in Anzhong. At that time, I felt that the auditorium was bright again and I was very excited. Wang Jianyuan introduced the experience on behalf of educated youth, and 62 people decided not to go to college to become farmers in Zhenping. Who would have thought that six years later, I really followed in the footsteps of these students and Zhenping jumped the queue for several years. Of course, my mood and thoughts are different from theirs.
In junior high school for three years, Zou Shengyuan had a great influence on me. He may be one or two years older than me, but he showed me several books that I couldn't see in the library at that time: one was Mustard Garden, the other was a comprehensive book, and the other was a book similar to adolescent sex education, with no cover, especially "Qian Qian has money inside and outside, how could it be without you?" These words have a great influence on me. It seems that a book, an elderly friend or teacher and a middle school are all important to a person's growth.
The two junior high schools I attended were very ordinary and short, and there were no big celebrities, but she used to nourish my knowledge and cultivate my character like my mother. Today, although they have long since disappeared like their mother's death, the teachers who cultivated peaches and plums will remain in my memory forever, just like their mother's voice and face.
If everyone in our society, from party and government officials to ordinary mothers, can always be grateful and respectful to the teachers and alma mater who have educated themselves, if our officials are willing to send their children to school as teachers, and if our dignity of keeping pace with the times can be carried forward, then the harmony of our society will be greatly increased, the management cost of society will be greatly reduced, and the great cause of national rejuvenation will be greatly promoted. I also wrote about my lost alma mater. I hope everyone will always remember the teacher's feelings and thank him forever. Don't let her disappear in the passage of time.
Grateful to my alma mater after graduating from college1July 3, 993 is the last day for me to leave Northwest Normal University after graduating from college. Since then, my alma mater has accompanied me to the depths of the Gobi in the west, from Yumen Oilfield in Gansu to Tuha Oilfield in Xinjiang. I have worked in the Gobi desert for 20 years, but this complex has taken root in my heart and accumulated more and more.
Working in the Gobi Desert, in order to record the working scene of oil people fighting for oil, I climbed the Yaoshan Mountain at the foot of Qilian Mountain, crossed Tianshan Mountain, waded through dangerous beaches, crossed grasslands, traveled all over Qaidam Basin, Lenghu Lake, Sebei and Huatugou, and also climbed the Flame Mountain in Turpan Basin to be on duty in the depths of the desert on the border between China and Mongolia. Along the way, there will inevitably be many difficulties and hardships, and there will be lonely and helpless days. At this time, the alma mater complex has become my spiritual motivation to tide over the difficulties and eliminate loneliness, urging me to keep forging ahead on the road of life.
Especially in the days when Niuquan Lake, where Santanghu Oilfield is located on the Sino-Mongolian border, is on duty for a long time, every day I look at the snow on Lafutik Mountain and Moqinwula Mountain, and my alma mater complex will ferment into my memories and nostalgia for my alma mater and college days.
Looking back on my college days, what impressed me most was the tolerance of my alma mater. For a rural child like me, who was born in a poor mountainous area, his parents died and his life was not enough to rely on, it is conceivable that he suddenly stepped into a metropolis from a relatively closed and backward mountain village and went to a famous university. However, the tolerance of my alma mater melted my inner fear and unruly appearance. At that time, my head teachers of audio-visual education department, Tao Lizhi, Yang Gaixue and Mr. Wang gave me countless spiritual encouragement and life care, which made me feel warm and enabled me to complete my college studies.
Another unforgettable thing about my alma mater is her humanistic atmosphere. The long history and strong liberal arts setting of the alma mater have laid a solid foundation for this humanistic atmosphere, and the independent establishment of student organizations has created a strong atmosphere for this humanistic atmosphere. At that time, there were many clubs in the school: poetry club, photography club, calligraphy club, martial arts club and so on. , often carry out activities. Students choose to participate according to their hobbies. As an engineering student, I stubbornly prefer literary writing, so I chose to join the poetry club. Through a series of activities organized by the Society, I got to know He Lai, Li Laoxiang, Yang Kui, Sang Zi, Ye Zhou, Tang and others who were active in Gansu poetry circles at that time. The poetry club was first organized by Wang Anmin, then by Xu Zhaoshou, and then by Yan Jun. Basically, I am a liberal arts student in the Department of History and Chinese, and I came from the Department of Audio-visual Education. Xu Zhaoshou and Silver call me an electrician. At that time, we often published some poems in the school newspaper and radio station, and occasionally published them in big publications, poetry magazines and other publications outside. I also got an essay activity organized by the National Federation of Students. It is also to participate in these literary activities, get in touch with these poetry predecessors or teachers, and give me some writing skills, which will really help me to get to work in the future.
Now every time I recall my college life, I deeply feel that it is the tolerance and rich humanistic atmosphere of my alma mater that changed me and shaped me, so that I can settle down in news propaganda, secretarial work, front-line production organization, logistics management, party affairs and other aspects since I joined the work. Although I have no great achievements, I have not humiliated the glory of my alma mater for a hundred years. Today, I am celebrating the 0/0 anniversary of my alma mater1/kloc-0. (Written in Shanshan, Xinjiang on April 5, 20 12)
About the author: Mingjing, formerly known as Meng Xingjie, is from Zhengning, Gansu. 1993 graduated from the department of audio-visual education of Northwest Normal University in July, and began to study poetry in college. His works were selected in Selected Lyrics of Contemporary Young Poets in China, and won the prize of essay competition organized by the National Federation of Students. Now he is an employee of China Petroleum Tuha Oilfield, living in Hami, Xinjiang, wandering in the western gully ridge, cultivating his feelings with mountains and rivers.