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< Childhood >

In everyone's life, childhood should be the most carefree and interesting. Many people talk about their childhood with a flow of words and excitement. But unfortunately, I am a forgetful person, and my childhood memories are either vague or fragmented, and may even be mixed with other people's childhood stories. Nevertheless, everyone's life journey starts from an innocent childhood. Looking back, the story of childhood may have to be told.

However, my childhood seems to be less colorful than other children in my memory. I am a precocious child. I thought about many things when I was very young, and I had a heavy heart. I seem to have never had a particularly naughty and rebellious stage like other children. I had a plain and steady childhood.

when I was born, I was very thin (according to my mother) and my head was bare without a hair (of course, I heard from my mother). So my mother's colleagues gave me a nickname "Little Monk", and my brother also had a nickname-"Big Monk", all because of my trouble.

After I was born, my mother didn't have much milk, so her kind colleague, Aunt Zeng, fed her newborn daughter and me together. Later, I was in the same class with her daughter, Zhang Ying Primary School, for six years. We were standard childhood friends, and I still call Aunt Zeng "Aunt Zeng" until today.

My family lived in the house of Hunan Institute of Chemical Technology, where my mother worked. I grew up in the courtyard of the Institute of Chemical Technology, and later went to the kindergarten run by myself in the courtyard. What I remember most about kindergarten is the crispy rice in kindergarten. The kitchen in the garden uses a big pot to cook, and there will be some crispy rice every time. At that time, I don't know why, all the children in the garden thought those crispy rice were the best in the world, and the first food in the world. As soon as it's time for dinner, everyone is crazy about grabbing the rice crust and desperately trying to please the chef. Because I am small and lovable, plus a pair of big eyes, I want to say goodbye. The master always takes extra care of me, and every time I don't have to grab it, I can get a big golden and delicious rice crust, which makes other children salivate.

the family education in our family is very strict. Parents are very kind and dutiful people, and of course their children are not allowed to be unruly. For example, even if it is hot in summer, my parents won't allow us to run outside with bare arms like other children, which is not elegant. As a matter of fact, although we didn't have any bright clothes at that time because of the poor family conditions, we dressed neatly and cleanly every day, and we had a simple and generous cuteness.

when I was a child, I looked very different among a lot of children. Other children are crying and crying to go out to play, but I don't like going out. At that time, I liked reading in my room best. I was obsessed with everything with words, and I couldn't put it down even more if I happened to be able to read it. At that time, my family ordered a copy of "Childhood" for our two brothers. Every month, the publication date of this magazine is simply my festival. I will hold it like a lifeline, gently touch the cover and deeply smell the fragrance of ink. Then I will read it endlessly for the next month, until I recognize every word, until I can recite every article, and until the next issue is published. I think "Childhood" should really evaluate me as a "loyal reader".

I write when I'm not reading. My father taught me Chinese Pinyin before I went to primary school. Although I couldn't write many words at that time, I still kept a diary. No one will ask a four-or five-year-old child to keep a diary. As a child, I still seriously lie at my desk every day and write my pinyin diary tirelessly. For example, one day I went to the park with my parents to watch the Lantern Festival. There was an elephant lantern that sprayed water with some toilet water, which was very fragrant. I was so excited that I wrote with deep feelings when I got home:

"Go to the park today, elephant PEN perfume!" "

at that time, you could sit at your desk for hours. This may be inherited from my father who studies philosophy. But my mother can't tolerate a child who is still in kindergarten being so quiet. For my health, my mother often throws me out of the door: "Don't stay at home all day, go out for activities!" " Look at me going out again, and my face is as ugly as the child who is being called home in a good mood!

because I don't like to go out, every time I have dinner, there will be a scene with quite comic effect in the courtyard: other people's families are either fathers or mothers looking for their children to go home all over the yard: "Sanyazi, come back for dinner!" And our lineup is special. I saw 5-year-old Xiao He calling my playful brother all over the yard: "Hao Hao, come back for dinner!" " I'm a small man, and I'm sandwiched between a group of big adults, which is also a spectacle.

Although I am honest and can't go out, strangely, on the other hand, I am a child who likes to show his face. My father often proudly recalls that when I was just two years old, I recited Chairman Mao's poems to all the staff at the assembly of the whole unit: "I have been in Jinggangshan for a long time ..." It's amazing, and I may not be able to recite them well now. I think that at that time, I couldn't even say a few words, and when I was carried on stage by an adult, I was like nobody's watching and my speech was extremely inarticulate. I really think that being a host today was the foreshadowing of that year. And "Little Monk" I often do free shows for everyone, which was a smash hit in our yard!

I couldn't play when I was a child, which is a regret that I still have today. I'm not good at any popular games. It's too dirty to shoot "foreign bodhisattva" (a small picture), and the roller hoop is too monotonous. The only thing I think is that bungee jumping is still artistic and creative, and I'm afraid of being laughed at by other boys. In retrospect, I really didn't play much when I was a child, but it's a pity.

At that time, our family was not rich, and the children didn't have any toys, so they weren't as happy as the little baby now. A few days ago, I was fascinated to see a child trying on his newly bought electronic pistol in the shopping mall. The little pistol made a noise and spewed fire, which really amazed me and envied me. I think we used to play gun games when we were young, just shouting with our hands: "bang, bang, bang!" " You'll know your mouth is tired after playing for an afternoon. But at that time, my little friends were really happy. They got together every day and found the interest of equality, cooperation and "fun for all" from collective games.

I think people, as social animals, should learn to live in groups from an early age. Today's children are mostly only children. Although their living conditions are much better, they always stay at home, either watching movies or playing video games, and rarely go out for some outdoor group activities, which can easily lead to physical weakness and withdrawn personality. Because I stayed indoors when I was a child, I still often worry about interpersonal relationships until today, and I have spent a lot of energy to make up for my clumsiness in dealing with others. If I could do my childhood all over again, I think I would live in a different way!

I wonder again: If I changed my childhood, what would I look like today?

< That's me >

In September of p>1981, I ended my kindergarten days and became a student in Changtangli Primary School in Shinan District of Changsha.

At that time, I was just a little over 6 years old, not old enough to go to school at 7 years old, but my parents wanted me to go to school early, so they took me to the headmaster for an exam. The headmaster thought he could accept me after taking a few words and several additions and subtractions. I still wondered in my heart: "My father taught me these things two years ago. How can I still take the exam?"

So, on the pony road from the Institute of Chemical Engineering where my family lives to Changtangli Primary School, every morning and evening, there is another little figure skipping back and forth with a small schoolbag, and that is me.

So, there is a nervous boy in Class B, Grade One. Because he didn't like dealing with other children since childhood, he was terrified when he first came into contact with the campus environment. He has a very kind and excellent first teacher named Yang Xiuwen, but he is afraid of Yang, and he is afraid to raise his hand to tell the teacher if he wants to pee in class. The more I am afraid, the more I want to pee, and the more I want to pee, the less I dare to talk about it, so the little classmates around him often shout in class: "Ah! Why is the ground wet again! " He stood up with a sad face and his trousers were wet. The kind teacher Yang always helps him clean his pants. There was a girl in the class who lived in the school, so Teacher Yang sent her home to get a pair of trousers and put them on for him. So in the first two or three weeks of grade one, there was always a little boy in class one and class two of Changtangli Primary School, and that was me.

Later, the little boy gradually adapted to the life in primary school, because his parents taught him to read and count when he was very young, and he showed a good foundation among his classmates. In addition to getting a high score in the exam, his characteristics of being pushy when he was a child were also revealed. He designed one theme class meeting after another, which made the head teachers of other classes envious: "Look at Class B, students can hold class meetings themselves, which is not as laborious as me!" The little boy also published a blackboard newspaper, choreographed for the dance team, wrote allegro words, punched and kicked, and blossomed all around. Not only did he get three good reviews every year, but his captain, mid-team leader and battalion chief were "prosperous in official career" and became one of the best model children. Sorry, that's me.

But this little boy also has many shortcomings. Because I think I am smart, when I am excited in class, I will "duet" with my teacher. Often the teacher says that I am happy, and this little boy actually dances in class. Once he was so excited that he threw his small straw hat for shading into the air of the classroom again and again, which was stopped by the teacher's anger. After a while, the little boy couldn't hold back his excitement and threw a small straw hat again. The consequences were naturally unimaginable. From then on, a boy in the class was killed and refused to wear a straw hat to school. I'm sorry, that's me, too

One day, I don't know what mistake he made, but he was left behind by the teacher and taken to the office to be reprimanded. He cried sadly. Seeing that he had realized his mistake, the teacher sent him home. The little boy walked out of the office, tearfully thinking that he could finally go home, and couldn't help laughing through tears. It happened that the teacher came out to pour water and was furious when he saw this scene: "Wow! When I cry in my face, you will be happy when you leave the office. You really know how to act. Come in! " So he was taken back to the office for training. This time, he was crying sincerely, but the teacher no longer believed him. He cried while crying: "Look, teacher, I am really crying!"

don't think this little boy is a naughty boy, he has a kind and sincere heart. He mingles with all the classmates, both boys and girls, and has great respect for the teacher. A classmate in the class is slow to respond. When the teacher talks about the envelope format, he always can't figure out where the recipient and the sender should write, so the teacher is so anxious that he gets angry in class. The little boy volunteered to stay after class to help the classmate understand the envelope format. He taught at noon, and when the teacher went to work in the afternoon, the boy rushed to report the good news: "Teacher, he will write and seal!" " Take a breath and ask timidly, "do you have anything to eat here, teacher?" Neither of us has eaten yet! "

By the time of the sixth grade mock exam, this kind little boy happened to be sitting with a classmate with high myopia. The nearsighted students couldn't see the questions on the blackboard clearly, so the little boy enthusiastically helped him copy down all the questions for him to do. When he finished copying and just started to answer, the exam was over. He was so anxious that his eyes were red with the test paper that he had just answered two or three questions. Fortunately, the teacher was observant and arranged an extra test for him. So there was another boy in the teacher's office who was immersed in the answer sheet, and that was me.

At one time, the school organized to have lunch between classes and distribute bread and peach cakes. Some girls in the class have small appetites, and often the whole bread and peach crisp is left. The little boy collected these untouched foods and gave them to the children of households with difficulties along the way from school. So he was very popular on that road. When walking on the road, children often rushed over and shouted sweetly: "Brother He Jiong." I think the name "He Jiong" must be synonymous with bread and peach crisp in those children's childhood memories.

The head teacher of his senior primary school is Li Caiying, who is a warm-hearted and kind teacher. Once, when Miss Li organized her classmates to watch a children's play, she accidentally sprained her foot on the steps of the theater. The little boy was very distressed, so he made himself a crutch and gave it to the teacher. And every afternoon, no matter how late the teacher worked overtime, he waited to help the teacher to take the bus. On the way, someone asked Miss Li, "Is this your son?" Teachers and students answered in unison: "Yes!"

Although primary school was more than ten years ago, that memory is still as vivid as yesterday. Now the little boy's smile and sorrow are vivid in his mind, as if he were reading other people's stories. And I sorted out my memories and finally knew: whether that little boy is cute or naughty, whether he is smart or considerate, that's me.

< Red wooden cases and small ink cartridges >

I always consider myself a very lucky person. Many things that I secretly hope will happen naturally by myself, and I don't need to dig into the design too much. So I believe more and more that many things depend on the usual efforts, not the temporary importunities.

Take entering a higher school as an example. The current education system makes entering a higher school a very lethal thing. Students regard graduation as the deadline and the entrance examination as a scourge, and parents are also having a hard time, worrying and worrying. Fortunately, I never let my parents worry about going to school, and I always feel that this is the most worthy thing for my parents.

When I was in the sixth grade of primary school, one day my parents asked me what middle school I wanted to go to. At that time, I didn't have any idea about middle school, but I was eager to win, and I replied, "The best in the world!" My dad said, "The best one is the middle school attached to teachers' college (it was not renamed the middle school attached to normal university at that time), and it is a boarding school. If you are admitted to the middle school attached, I will pack my little red box for you."

"really?" I quickly cast my eyes on the top of the wardrobe, and the beautiful little red wooden box lay there quietly. That's my coveted baby. Although it is very old, it is said that my father used it when he was studying at Wuhan University, but I just think it is exquisite, elegant and bookish, and I have long wanted to keep it for myself. Now that my father has spoken, I made up my mind at that time: I must be admitted to the attached middle school for the sake of the little red box!

now that I think about it, my dad was really profitable in those days. A small box just inspired me to win. Today, some parents don't know what kind of gorgeous promises to make before their children are willing to sit quietly at their desks for a while! Why was I so tasteless in those days?

In short, I began to prepare carefully for the exam later. The attached middle school is an excellent middle school with a high enrollment rate. It is said among the people that "entering the attached middle school is entering the safe". Children who want to go to famous universities want to enter this safe, and the competition is fierce. Naturally, I dare not neglect it, and the more and more "the door is closed, the second door is closed". When I am tired at most, I look up at the little red box on the top of the wardrobe, which arouses endless fighting spirit and great ambition in my heart.

who knows, one day, the counselor teacher of the brigade called me to the office and told me that the school decided to recommend me to the middle school attached to the Direct Normal College without taking the test, hoping that I would summarize the performance of primary schools in the past six years and collect certificates and prizes so as to report them for approval. I keep returning.