? Lao Jia has hurried to the next stop and returned to the office. Open this article written on 20 15, edit it again and relive the memories.
? From Jincheng West to Expressway, go all the way west along Yangyi Line, pass Qinshui, Yicheng and Houma, turn north, pass Xiangfen where Ding Cun site is located, and reach Linfen. Linfen was called Pingyang in ancient times, also known as Woniu City, with Taiyue in the east, the Yellow River in the west and the hinterland of ancient Kyushu. Twenty-two years ago, there were no expressways and no steamed buns. I got on the bus in the provincial traffic at six o'clock in the morning, ate something at a roadside shop in Qinshui at noon, and arrived around four o'clock in the afternoon. In winter, in the cold carriage, everyone only relies on a thin tube on the ground to keep warm from front to back. It was not until the graduation year that the trains from Iveco and Yangcheng to Linfen were available, and the conditions improved.
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? Every place has lingering concerns about hometown people. Dough and black rice porridge play an important role in every life in Linfen. It stands to reason that dough is the characteristic of Xi 'an, but in the streets and lanes of Linfen, dough and black rice porridge can be seen everywhere, and you can eat them for breakfast, lunch and dinner. In the year of graduation, I once brought back some black rice and cooked it several times. The rice is still the same, but it tastes completely different.
? Dumpling houses occupy most of my leisure time. It is also a major activity base for Jincheng people.
? I remember the day after I reported to school, after my sister and brother-in-law left by car, I strolled at the school gate alone. Suddenly I heard a cry. I turned my head and saw Gao, a classmate of Class 205 in Grade Three, whose parents had just come home by bus. We have lived under the protection of our families since childhood. At first, we came to a strange environment alone, bored to death, and admitted to the university. When we were admitted, we walked into the school gate and suddenly became at a loss. After persuading Gao, we found Yu Haiyan in the class again. Because Grade 205 is a mixed class, everyone doesn't know much about it, but in such a strange city, three students can get together to comfort each other and feel relieved. They have been together since high school, and everything will be fine. They are both husbands now. When I first arrived at the university, they gave me great encouragement and help when I was most lonely and at a loss. We talked about everything, eating together, sightseeing together and chatting together every day, until I talked about the object and gradually lost contact with myself because I was worried about playing. I haven't heard from them for a long time since I returned to Jincheng, and I didn't get in touch with them until the Spring Festival of 20 15. I'm sorry that I can't attend their wedding. In retrospect, it was a great pity that I didn't invite them to jiaozi.
? The first gathering of Jincheng people was not in jiaozi, but in the northernmost street of Ximen Hotel on campus. A short boss, eight people drank nine pounds, Zhao Jintao fountain on the spot, lying on the sofa fast asleep. The rest of the people drank until the end, and spent their money on accounts in 85 yuan and Wang Jindong. From then on, the tangled college life began. Get together in three or five days, n+ 1, and don't give up until you have a drink, and the dumplings will become a fixed stronghold.
? The best food in jiaozi is not jiaozi, but fried noodles. In Hotel Street, drinking in Jincheng is a major feature. Everyone eats a bowl of fried Lehe first, and then two cold dishes and a few bottles of Erguotou with more than two pieces are served before they can officially drink. Chang Qing, the boss, is so careless. Every day, he sits at the door of the restaurant, kicking and pulling a pair of slippers, stretching his legs, smoking a cigarette in his mouth and picking his toes with one hand, which really turns the diners off. The proprietress is outstanding in character and beautiful in appearance. At that time, my wife and I fixed two dishes every day, green pepper potato chips and garlic tomato strips, 5 yuan. After getting along for a long time, the boss just earns popularity with us, and the money only needs to be symbolically negative.
? In the dumpling house, we cried, laughed, got drunk and quarreled. I once had a night of drinking with the dumpling shop owner and Changzhi Xiao Fei. It can be said that dumplings have witnessed the growth of each of us.
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? Baihui is the largest small commodity wholesale market in Linfen, leaving the east gate of Normal University, walking 500 meters south along Gulou South Road, and then walking 500 meters east along Wuyi Road. Every weekend, it has become a habit for normal college students to hang out in the dormitory with a few people and have nothing to do, or to buy a box of toothpaste and a pair of socks, even if they don't buy anything. ?
? What made Baihui famous all over the country was the report of Focus Interview. Baihui was once the largest book piracy market in North China. I once bought some pirated materials, and what impressed me the most was the excellent test papers of all subjects in our senior three simulation exercises, which cost about 8 yuan. At Baihui, it only costs 2 yuan, and the printing quality is absolutely excellent. It used to be said that as long as there are bestsellers on the market and published on the same day, pirated books in Baihui market can be bought in large quantities on the third day. The quality of pirated books is still very high, which has a great impact on genuine books, because the exposure has been sealed up. ?
? Linfen also has a special place to buy and sell clothes-God of Wealth Temple. In Linfen for four years, I have only been there once, but I have a deep memory. When I was in college, it suddenly became popular to wear space cotton shirts. They are light and fashionable, and the price is also very interesting. They need around 200 yuan, and our tuition for one semester is 250 yuan. After school, we mostly do part-time jobs to earn some extra money. I mainly proofread the manuscripts of Chinese newspapers and be a "gunman" like most people. My wife is a very lazy person, and she mainly reads novels in the wild grass bookstore of Zhezhe in her spare time. I may be graduating, and I want to send a souvenir. First, I learned to knit a white scarf. To tell the truth, I dare not compliment my workmanship, but I still took it for a while. Later, I made up lessons for a leader's son for a week, because at night, I was responsible for picking up and dropping off every time. It took about two months, and I earned enough money to buy a dress. I'm going to the Temple of Wealth to buy myself a shirt. One weekend, she also showed off her wallet borrowed from Wang. We walked to the temple of the god of wealth, which is similar to the gable of a cave, with small stalls selling clothes on both sides. I have asked several families and I have been reluctant to buy it. I saw a pair of women's trousers wandering. She tried it on and it was not bad. I said I would buy it. I will use the rest of the money to buy an ordinary shirt. We'll talk about it later. When I checked my wallet, it was empty. I don't know when I was visited by three hands. Fortunately, I am a master. I just took the money, not the wallet, or I would have spent money on a leather wallet. Later, I learned that, just like the bus in Changzhi, the God of Wealth Temple is also a place where Linfen thieves can show their talents.
? Houma belongs to Linfen and has the largest wholesale market in Linfen. During my four years in college, my mother visited me in Linfen once. We went to Houma and bought a dress in the market. It's corduroy, deep red, knee-length, and elastic band around the waist. It was very popular then. I don't pay attention to clothes, and I have no conditions to pay attention to them. I am notoriously sloppy in the Chinese Department. Always a cowboy, a pair of brown lace-up shoes, long curly hair, sloppy. I didn't wear a suit and tie every day until after the second grade because someone was in charge.
? study
? Chinese language and literature has always been my favorite major because of my yearning for poetry and music.
? Teacher Zhang Ping, who taught pre-Qin, was self-taught and wore thick glasses. It is said that his left eye is nearsighted 1500 and his right eye is hyperopic 1500. He studied medicine, Zhouyi and divination first, and then specialized in pre-Qin literature and obtained a doctorate. Teacher Zhang is a very bookish person. He often tries to tell some interesting stories in class, hoping to make the classroom atmosphere more active, but he doesn't know that it is very difficult to understand his jokes without enough pre-Qin literature. We students prefer professors and Professor Yang's classes. Mr. Wang is the bishop of classical literature, and Mr. Yang focuses on modern and contemporary literature. Both of them were not my substitute teachers, and later they were poached by Xiamen and Fujian University. I have only attended one class of Mr. Yang. Teacher Yang is short, with shiny hair and wears sunglasses all year round. Never bring a lesson plan in class. A piece of chalk, a big lesson, quotations, passion and frustration, more than 300 people in the audience were packed, listening to the air, still wanting more. I heard that he passed away a few years ago. Miss Su Han is thin and her eyes are shining with anger. She likes wearing leisure suit, which is full of elegance. I once regarded his Dream of Red Mansions as my reverence. I go to the classroom early every class, sit in the first row, and play the role of monitor spontaneously. Like a junior high school student, I called all the students in this course to stand up and assign homework.
? Later, because of the more activities of the student union, the curriculum was gradually affected. When I first entered school, I chose red candle without hesitation. In colleges and universities in Shanxi, Red Candle is a literary banner. A year later, I was the chairman of Red Candle and the vice chairman of Social Union. When I was a junior, I served as the Standing Committee of the Student Union and the President of the Social Union. I was in charge of the school 12 student association and organized the first association debate competition of Shanxi Normal University, which received great response. Along the way, I have my own efforts, and more is the care of my brothers.
? yearn for
? After three years of fermentation in high school, any man, whether physically or psychologically, is eager for the attention and comfort of the opposite sex.
? The pigeon who heard the news in the dormitory was booked into a parent university, and the other six were single men like me. Taigu's little Lizi is precocious and has a crush on a fellow villager in her department of political science and law. She pesters me to accompany him to other people's dormitories every day. In the long run, I had an idea about Li in a girl's dormitory in Xixian County and wrote the first love letter that was taken away in my life. I tossed and turned all night. Out of shyness, I woke up Xiaolizi, and early in the morning I ran downstairs to the girls' dormitory and took it back from his hometown. Three years later, we all have our own fixed objects, so we mentioned this past to each other. I really can't imagine what it would be like not to answer that letter that night.
? The first woman who really dated was Xian, a girl in black. I am a freshman and she is a junior. She will graduate from the physics department. She is from Linfen, fair-skinned, slightly fat, quick-thinking and knowledgeable. I like to sit at the back door in the last row of the classroom in class. The teacher doesn't speak well, so it's easy to slip away. Xianxue's science department especially likes liberal arts, and often goes to the classroom of Chinese department in his spare time. I accidentally jumped into our class and chatted with both of us for a class, which was very speculative. The next day, I deliberately sat in the last position, and at the same time, she came. So I got to know her better and gave her our schedule. Sometimes she comes to accompany me to class, usually chatting around the campus or in their dormitory. It's the first time for us to talk. When we meet an acquaintance on the road, her face will turn red because of shyness. More than half a year passed, Xian graduated and was assigned to Houma Middle School. We never met again. Only Zhao Jintao goes to the movies with us on weekends.
? My wife met by chance on her way home from Linfen to Jincheng. Short hair sits in my front row, listening to songs back and forth with a radio and a small tape recorder. The long journey was really boring, so I borrowed a radio from others and listened to it for a while. I was also bored, so I made an excuse to strike up a conversation. Her accent belongs to Qinshui, Gaoping and Jincheng, which particularly appeals to me. Chatting all the way, then I didn't contact again, and gradually forgot. Maybe a month or two later, I was walking near the girl's dormitory, and I met her by chance, which reminded me of her voice and started dating. I still remember that the first time she took the initiative to find me was during their military training. I'm in class. She cut her arm or leg, her face was black and red, and the green uniform was covered with dust. I quickly took her to the small clinic outside for dressing. During the period of love, the huge playground, classroom and library left beautiful memories everywhere. What I remember most is a quarrel. I went on a trip to fool others. I bought a station ticket overnight and took a train to Yongji Pujiu Temple and fenglingdu Yellow River for two days.
? As my second hometown, I have gained knowledge reserve, life experience, friendship and affection in Linfen. Today, 22 years later, the former Tucheng wall has gradually faded out of people's sight with the dispersion of smoke and dust, and Linfen, which was washed by Fenhe River, has taken on a new look. When I first walked through the majestic Huamen, I was proud that I was from Linfen.