? On the fourth day of the first month, the whole class got together, lucky 52, singing and laughing. Ten years ago, we graduated and went our separate ways. At that time, we were young and agreed to get together again in ten years. Ten years have come as promised. We work hard in different places and industries, but whether we are busy or not, except for a few students with special circumstances, others gather by the river to recall the original time, share the present and continue our friendship into the future.
? (1) The first meeting of friends on the third night.
? I'm afraid I can't arrive on the fourth morning. Qinmei and I kept in touch on WeChat to watch the departure, and later agreed to arrive on the third night, but I think the go-around was more than half an hour late due to the first arrival. Let Miss Miao and the monitor shoot it again. Thank you both for driving to pick me up on a cold night. At the beginning of the party, I felt the friendship and warmth of my classmates. That night, I also met Jieqiong, Guo Hua, our friends and Zhang Fang's children's shoes. Thanks to the four girls who accompanied me on the road in cold weather, bought water cups and had dinner. On my way to dinner, I met Lu and Fan. In the end, none of the girls rushed to pay the bill, but the gentleman paid the bill. I am grateful here. Although you didn't recognize me when we first met, after all, it was in 2000. That night, we experienced the feeling of living in a dormitory again. Qin Mei, Zhang Fang and Li Mei crowded into two beds and took turns wearing two pairs of dry slippers and one pair of wet slippers to wash. I was lying in bed chatting about my present life and past memories, looking forward to our reunion the next day. Then you said you might not be able to sleep. She said she was worried about the effects of falling asleep. I said I was worried that coughing all the time while sleeping would affect everyone. She said. So the four girls laughed and slept while chatting, and then you slept with me and I slept with her. When we woke up the next day, everyone said that we didn't sleep much, and we all felt that the other party was squinting for a while, half asleep and half awake. We spent the first time together after graduating from high school. Dear Miao girl, it's the first time that we share a bed. You didn't have a restless sleep that night, but I kept coughing. Thank you for your understanding, but I just had a rest that night.
The fourth day of the party, our big family.
At 7 o'clock on the morning of the fourth day, Dr. Cui woke us up and arranged the consultation task. Zhang Fang is in charge of signing in, Qin Meijie Joan is in charge of distributing souvenirs, Su Lu is in charge of the internal venue, Gao He is in charge of taking photos, one person holds a SLR camera as a souvenir, one person holds a selfie artifact to take photos of each classmate, and Wang He is waiting for the baby (please forgive me for not writing down the names of every friend who worked hard on the forum at first). ) and many other men are responsible for setting the table and placing fruits, drinks, melons and peanuts. At first, I was sent to let all the students and Miao girls write the party information together, and leave your notes in the notebook bought by friends of the organizing Committee as a souvenir for our reunion after many years. I want to ask Liu Xiaorong's forgiveness first. I stood there waiting for everyone, but I didn't recognize it at first sight. I am tall and gentle.
? /kloc-around 0/0, teachers and friends arrived one after another, and our symposium finally began. With the sand painting leading to youth slowly appearing on the screen, singing songs of youth friendship, and the voice of the host in Guo Da's excited Mandarin and Linxian dialect, our thoughts gradually fluttered and our atmosphere gradually became warm. The speeches of teachers, teachers, fathers and friends were like self-introduction and thanks at the beginning of the registration day. The microphone is constantly transmitting, sincere and simple words are ringing, the sound of the waves in Liu Caifeng is still the same, several newly created yangko songs in Guo Juan, Hou Qian's memories of the first year of high school choir, Xu Qin's smile when she graduated and her wish now, the national flower is not the school flower of the class, but a unique introduction of the national flower, and the introduction of Han Han, who can't come back in Singapore, which makes the teachers unable to respond at the moment. After solving his lifelong event, Hou Lijun began to worry about other students' speeches. Everyone kept holding each other's words, laughing and clapping, moving, grateful, sighing and sad. Unfortunately, time is short, the pace is hasty, there are too many memories in three years, and the friendship between classmates in ten years is too deep. Just a few hours is not enough for us to talk. I can only look forward to our regular contact, telephone and WeChat in the future. At lunch, friends were busy taking pictures as a souvenir. There were teachers, former deskmates, former front and back tables, former roommates, our teachers Guo and Xue, and two teachers Liu standing there. Students change the waves and take pictures over and over again, expecting to freeze this moment with cameras and keep it with photos. In the afternoon, we moved to KTV to express our friendship and exchange feelings with songs. There, many brothers' songs such as Guo Qiang, Xue Bin, Gao Long and Hou Baobao are full of warm atmosphere and friendship. As the only couple who tied the knot, Li Kai and Lv Liangliang are as affectionate as the original singer. It's almost as high as blank space. Unfortunately, I've only heard it once. Cui fell in love with a bow-legged folk song, and sang many songs, such as Guo Xiaojun's "Drunk Imperial Lady". Handsome and handsome, Fan's high-pitched voice and hoarse roar, Feng Guozhen's songs on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau are full of enthusiasm. Miao girls and Joan's children's shoes and sisters sing together. His wife sings deeply and beautifully, and there are many students' voices such as Liu Longlong, Guohua,,, and sang songs such as love, friendship, pop music and folk customs.
Of course, we had dinner at Chongqing Paper-wrapped Fish Shop in Cai Feng. I'd like to recommend Chongqing paper-wrapped fish shop here. It's delicious, very delicious, and the taste on the tip of the tongue spreads before the paper is opened. The meat is tender and delicious. After tasting the fish, we can add soup to cook. That night, we cooked Flammulina velutipes, noodles, potato chips, bean skin and evil (isn't that the word? ), really great. Forgive me for using the wrong words, but I don't know how to describe them. It's just that even I don't eat spicy food, so I can't describe it. Let's express it by action. Later, I went back to Linxian to open a gourmet shop, and of course I could meet my old classmates. It's a pity that Mr. Liu was too busy in another tea shop that night and didn't show up at dinner time. Congratulations to my old classmates on their prosperous business.
? The fourth night activity
? In the evening, with the efforts of the monitor and Dr. Cui, most of the students stayed and started colorful night activities, such as playing mahjong, climbing mountains, fighting landlords, watching videos and photos during the day, observing everyone's expressions and remembering everyone's thoughts. Of course, there are always a few friends in each class who don't like or play. Haha, this includes me, I have a single business life. We started chatting at 326. Qin Mei, Hailin, Liu Na, etc. Sit around and talk about the present life, the present entanglement, the present experience, the past friendship, the past interesting things, and the past dribs and drabs. As Liang Fang said, the hero is afraid to see the old neighborhood, haha, because the materials shaken out by the old neighborhood are very happy, which instantly makes immortal people infected with the local atmosphere. It turns out that we still have that past, and we still have that moment in the past. That night, I talked with Yang Xiaolong and Gao more than when I was a freshman. That night, I learned about the wonderful life of IT people in the big city next door. That night, I listened to Yun Fei's speech about Chongqing's climate life. That night, I enjoyed the photos taken by Liang Fang and listened to the interesting memories of his deskmate with Feiyun. They praised May in turn, which made us laugh. The vague memory gradually became clear in the collision at that moment. At that moment, I realized that Liang Fang was very young, had traveled so many places and could speak. I even know how to lie cicada. At that moment, I realized that Dr. Cui, a science and engineering man with the deepest knowledge and humanistic feelings, didn't know the story of double eyelids. At this time, Yang Xiaolong, who was sleepy in the chair for a while, continued to chat with us patiently. At that moment, he still washed grapes and served mineral water like a big brother, listened to our chat and expressed his opinions from time to time. At that moment, he still didn't forget the project he had been thinking about. Those who work hard look forward to your success. At that moment, Jieqiong and Qinmei were very happy and smiling. At that moment, the strangeness in laughter for many years gradually disappeared, as if we were young again, sitting in that classroom, chatting and playing between classes.
? (4) My old classmates and new friends.
? Yesterday, I met my old friend Jie Qiong, my deskmate Yang Jichao and Hou Lijun for three years and four years, and my college alumni Xue Bin, Zhang Yongfeng and Cui Feiyun. Among the 252 students, we added the identities of other classmates and alumni. Because of you, we were lucky enough to hear some stories of students there in the years when we left 252. Recent development, because you can still keep in touch with 252 after graduating from high school, I saw that little girl became a mother at that year's party, and I learned that Yang Hechao was still in the car to play the residual heat for the children and villagers there, and might settle in Lishi, and promised to invite all his friends to dinner. I learned that Xue Bin entered the school after leaving the army, and now she is called the People's Police, which solved the mystery of Hou Lijun's wedding that I didn't know. It turned out that he thought he told me not to go, but I learned it from someone else's circle of friends on his wedding day. Well, I forgot my four-year-old classmate, and now I am a colleague on a long list of classmates. For yesterday's sake, you are full of sincerity. For our colleagues and brides' sake, I forgive you for the time being.
Besides meeting my old classmates, I also met my new classmates Guo Juan and Sun Kaifeng who entered 252 after I left. I knew Sun Kaifeng's name before I met him, but I've never met anyone. I heard that he is a handsome young man. I heard that he works in a very high-end company, so I have to see him today. Sure enough, thank you for giving me a ride. Forgive me for worrying about driving all the way, but this is great. I sent Xue Bin and me home safely. Thank you for driving us home early in the morning Thank you for chatting all the way. Thank you for your new classmate. Many years ago, I first saw Guo Juan in Class 252. The first time I read her words and looked at her photos was when my classmates gave a speech. The first time I remember her yangko was when I spoke at the party. The first chat was at the lunch time of the party. When eating, we sit at a table and talk about our lives and our common classmates. We called each other names without introduction, as if we already knew each other. I think we already know each other. By the way, Qin Chao children's shoes say that Guo Juan and I look alike in the back. Is it true?/You don't say. Let's take a picture of our back when we meet next time. However, thanks to Qin Chao's children's shoes, they can still recognize me at a glance and distinguish us well.
? (5) My amiable, lovely and respectable teachers.
? I have written a lot, how can I not write about our teacher? I haven't seen them for many years, but I'm still very kind. Some fears in those days have now turned into deep goodwill and gratitude, and unprecedented uneasiness has turned into emotion after meeting. Some words have been brewing in my heart for a long time. I want to ask the teachers if they still remember that another introverted girl sitting in the fourth and fifth rows bowed her head and said nothing, and basically never took the initiative to answer questions unless she was named; I want to say thank you to all the teachers, thank you for your teaching in those days, thank you for your profound influence on our words and deeds, and teach us more about being a man while teaching us knowledge; I want to say sorry to all the teachers. I'm sorry that I didn't persist in those years. I'm sorry that I was loyal to my children in those years. I couldn't continue to accept your teaching when I was in trouble. I was more influenced by you. I want to say sorry to all the teachers. I'm sorry, I have lost contact with you for so many years that I can't visit you. Thank you for your kindness. Good. I'm glad to have this party. See you again and hear your familiar voice again. Sitting there seems to be back to the first year of high school. Thank you for your time. I hope I can visit you with my classmates at a suitable time in the future and continue to listen to your teachings as a teacher, father, sister and friend. But when I stood up that day, my mind went blank. Apart from introducing myself, I forgot what I said, so I'll make up the rest here.
When I entered the lobby on the day of the party, Mr. Guo recognized me at a glance and called my name accurately. At the symposium, he used gratitude, emotion, sigh, sadness, sentiment and other modules to recall many wonderful moments such as tug-of-war, singing, gymnastics, fire fighting, etc., told the particularly beautiful memories of each student, and shared natural, inevitable and rare confusion and ambition, as well as filial piety to parents, in-laws and elders. Talking about our work, parents and life when taking photos is just like an elder caring about the younger generation. To borrow a classmate's speech here, we are lifelong teachers and fathers, and we are also your children. I still remember your intention of always letting us have classes a few minutes earlier than other classes so that we can get water without being crowded. I remember the way you taught humorously and skillfully without taking textbooks or writing lesson plans. I remember our eyes when you woke up a little sleepy from self-study in the morning. Those memories are deep in my mind. The second person I saw that day was Mr. Liu, a Chinese teacher. As many students said that day, you have a great influence on me. Your class let me know for the first time that the language is so interesting and the literature is so profound. Knowledge can be acquired by reciting, giving speeches, and playing. The purpose of learning Chinese is not only for those superficial achievements, but also for the cultivation of one's sentiment, the improvement of one's quality and the subtle influence of humanistic feelings. In addition, although I didn't contact you, I chose Chinese among many majors under your influence. At that time, Chinese was weaker than other subjects in our small place, but your figure existed in my memory. I want to be such an elegant teacher in the future, a teacher who has influenced students countless times, a teacher who makes more people like Chinese and understand the profound literature of our country. It is also good and happy. It's a pity that I guessed right at first, but I didn't guess right at last. I entered the normal major, studied Chinese, and got the teacher qualification certificate, but I lost my way in college time and the reality after graduation. I didn't become a teacher, and I didn't try to grow up to be a qualified student in China. It's okay. Now I'm beginning to realize that I can't be a teacher, but I can't help reading. After that, I met my physics teacher, Miss Xue. Facing Mr. Xue, I am full of guilt and lack of rational thinking. I feel confused and helpless in the physics experiment. Finally, I saw the lowest failing grade in my student career in a physics exam with a high fever. The score is fresh in my memory, so I won't talk about it here. It was also that exam that dampened my enthusiasm for science study. I don't know how helpless Mr. Xue is in the face of our low marks. She teaches very carefully. For Teacher Xue, in addition to the memory of the strict teacher in the class, there is also the happy appearance of the little woman laughing. I held hands with you in the photo shoot. At that time, you were like our sisters and classmates and friends. The way you laughed at the party hasn't changed. After that, I was a PE teacher, Miss Wang. For a PE teacher, I should also be a failed student. I don't want to run, but I take gymnastics seriously. In my memory, physical education class always gave us some spare time to walk and chat in groups on the playground after intensive exercise, but compared with now, my sports ability at that time should be better than now. Now I belong to exercise, with constant illness and unlimited horizontal development. It's time to exercise. Of course, there are two teachers, Mr. Liu Runping and Mr. Zhang Linfeng. Unfortunately, I left early and couldn't listen to your teachings with other students. However, I still heard interesting stories of two teachers, one is gentle teacher Liu, and the other is teacher Zhang who is good at yangko. At the same time, I also want to thank Mr. Liu Hui and Mr. Zhang Qifang, who were not present that day but gave us lessons. Thank you for your hard work in those years.
(6) The party is over, but youth is not over.
Well, I write a lot. I lie down at three, get up at five and go home at seven. I was sleepy at first, sleepy, sleepy, but I was worried that if I slept, I would forget more, and my memory was not so clear, my memory was not good, and my sensitivity was not high. So now I use my mobile phone to type trivial words, and I only have real feelings and no literary talent. Everything you saw, heard and felt on the day of the party was recorded in the form of a running account. Finally, I want to pay tribute to your old age. May you return to Wan Li as a teenager. I wish you peace of mind and innocence. May we all get better and better and become what we want to be. May time not grow old, and we will never leave.
PS: Thanks to the organizers of the reunion, and all the teachers and classmates who contributed to the reunion. We will meet again today and invite each other tomorrow.