I can't remember the specific year of reading this book. Maybe it was 1994, maybe it was 1995, maybe it was 1996, probably at that time. Before that, my reading world was full of two generations of feelings. Alaret Robot Cat. I don't know many words, and I don't know why strawberries are called Stoppy. The well-known poem is limited to "The Mountain Residence Becomes the King's Flag and Covers the White Sun City Head". Later, I read "Blow Open the Petals of Ten Thousand Pears" in the text, and suddenly remembered reading it in "Hong Kong University Students". At that time, I had never seen snow. Many years later, I saw a lot of snowflakes in Luoyang City, and immediately thought of the sentence "Blow open the petals of ten thousand pear trees" in Hong Kong University Students. I vaguely remember the feeling after reading it. A child said to himself in the face of this thick book: I can read a big book! There are also some fragmentary memories: bright starry sky, distant Canada with snow, empty playground and Cantonese opera. Then, I yearn for the life of college students inexplicably, and work hard silently with a dream of nothing. I saw this book in Douban more than ten years later, and I gave it five stars without hesitation. In fact, four are purely a dream to commemorate ignorant teenagers. Because I can't even remember the reading time, let alone the content. Looking back on the past may make you look brand new, and it is more likely to destroy that wonderful memory. However, when I saw this book, I couldn't buy it anywhere. Many people on Baidu were looking for it, which greatly stimulated my enthusiasm for rereading it. Finally found in the city map, it has been buried deep in the library. Early in the morning, I braved the light rain to fill in the bill on the second floor of the library, ran to the first floor to deliver the bill, and stood next to the sign of "No readers allowed" waiting for the staff to reply ... Facts have proved that these tossing are worthwhile. The life of college students in Hong Kong in the 1970s is just around the corner. The anecdotes that happened in canteens, dormitories, classrooms and libraries 30 years ago are strikingly similar to those that happened in canteens, dormitories, classrooms and libraries 30 years later. There are dinners for classmates and banquets for teachers and students. There is a banquet and rhinoceros horn. Gossip, unrequited love, lovelorn love, love triangle. There are maverick students and strange teachers. There are haunted houses and ghost stories. There is a lifelong event that male and female teachers are deformed. There is a shady situation in which teachers with bad records are promoted and made rich. ..... is so similar. But today's university campus is convenient because of science and technology, impetuous because of convenience, and it seems that there is less persistence in learning and pure yearning for the spiritual world. After studying abroad for three years in the university for four years, Jin Xiangzao moved from youth to maturity, which is the main line of the novel. Maybe some people look at his love, but what I see is his persistence in learning. His tutor compared studying for a doctorate to a battle. "It is difficult to succeed without destroying more than a thousand books." So, he stayed in the library all day, even if he was upset, he would read the book: "Go to my library and never live up to it, and walk seriously and healthily." Turn the sadness of the snow under your feet into music and accompany me as a warrior on the battlefield. Give the majestic songs to the sky and leave the faint ones in the ground. You have joined the army. You can't turn back. You shouldn't turn back. "Let me walk steadily to the monastery of the college. Qin Wei is the responsibility ... where are the colorful high windows full of rich and soft light of religion? Milton's books are densely interspersed with various ancient poems from the East and the West. I read excerpts and wrote a whole A4 paper, which is only part of it. These poems give the novel a blend of eastern and western cultures, and also make the scenery and artistic conception more profound. There is no evil hero, and there is no heroine with a tight cherry mouth and breasts. Everyone's emotion is a mixture of reason and sensibility. Mi Fang is to ten thousand, Gan Youtang is to Chen, Du Zhiyu, and of course, golden elephant algae is to Gan Ruiji, which is both heavy in reality and romantic in the sky, which makes people deeply moved! Critics call it "full of ideological and aesthetic value". Maybe! What's important is that after rereading for more than ten years, it didn't disappoint me, and it was still five stars.