In 21, for inexplicable reasons, I felt that it was best to go to Wudaokou if I didn't go to Beijing or study in Haidian. Wudaokou has Tsinghua, Mining University, Land University and Northern Language, but Tsinghua can't go. Mining University doesn't go, and the land is not suitable, and Northern Language doesn't like it. There is Linda left, and it looks good on Baidu. Ok, then start choosing a major. I don't like any of them. If you can't help it, then choose a cheap one. Forestry and soil and water conservation were both two thousand and fifty-one, but "the courses of forestry specialty were enriched"-well, I see, this means more courses, so I decided to choose soil and water conservation.
I was admitted. The holiday was like cicadas in summer, endless and extremely long. Finally, at the end of August, my life in Beijing Forestry University began. I couldn't believe it for months. I became a college student.
I have a classmate. For inexplicable reasons, he went to college one year earlier than me, and he is also in Beijing, but in Changping, a remote place. When I was still full of longing for college life, he couldn't bear to look at me as if he had seen his young and ignorant self. He complained to me that the university was not good, and the dormitory was bunk beds, just like high school. Every day, I queue up with a kettle to fetch water. The water room is full of kettles, just like high school. Someone will steal the kettle, the stolen person will steal another person, and the other person will steal a third person. Things are like an unstoppable domino, causing a kettle chaos. The library is small, just like high school. The food in the canteen is expensive and unpalatable, which is different from that in high school, because the food in high school is at least cheap.
We were born in a small mountain town in the south. Our impression of the university comes from youth idol dramas such as Doumyouji Tsukasa Huaze and pirated movies in Internet cafes: the trees in the university are everywhere, spotless, and the girls in the city come out of the teaching building with books in their arms, wearing white skirts. The wind blows and the skirts shake slightly.
isn't this idea very puzzling?
We rural people often have all kinds of inexplicable ideas because of our ignorance-when someone said that they wanted to go to Inner Mongolia University, I immediately saw a boundless grassland in my heart, with blue sky and blank clouds floating, grass under the white clouds, and white sheep dotted among the grass, just like the white wool ball that God accidentally knocked over when sewing clothes. The camera moves slowly. There is a university over there. When the bell rings, the girl in Mongolian costume and Hada walks out of the school gate with a smile on her face.
"Why are they smiling?" After a long time, my classmates and I talked about it, and my classmates asked me.
"Yes, why are you smiling?" I also asked myself doubtfully.
for a long time, I haven't found any clues to the answer. When I went back to my hometown in the summer vacation, I inadvertently opened my brother's textbook, and suddenly realized that ethnic minorities always wore bright smiles in the textbook. On second thought, I found that posters were also there, and so were TV sets, and ethnic minorities all wore national costumes. Especially the Mongols, they can ride horses, wrestle, shoot arrows and even shoot sculptures.
The villagers put me on the train, and the train ran day and night. When I set foot on the land of Beijing, I felt dizzy and a sense of nothingness came to me. In the long years of my first 2 years, Beijing has only existed in textbooks, in ancient red songs and in the narrow space of TV sets. I never seriously thought that she would appear in reality.
my life experience has been very strongly challenged.
when I walked into the school gate, the words "Beijing Forestry University" on the main building made me happy. I took out the admission notice and looked at it. Wow, it really looks exactly like the photo!
The campus is much bigger than our high school. There are people playing ball in the stadium, who are very gentle, not as savage as Guangxi rural ball, and there are no slippers parties or barefoot parties wearing slippers to play ball. Girl lovers are holding hands and kissing, and big cities are really more open-minded. I walked to the dormitory against the crowd in class, and others saw at a glance that I was a new freshman dog, because I didn't dare to look them in the eye. Downstairs of the dormitory, I saw the legendary elevator, but I was afraid it would bite me, so I chose to climb the stairs.
We were on the tenth floor. When we opened the door, we saw a balcony under the table, which was spacious, bright and clean. I really wanted to call my classmates at the University of Chemical Technology, but I was afraid of being petty. Later, he came to our school and was amazed. He called his father and told him, "I wish I had applied to Linda University. Their dormitory is so spacious." When he finished the phone call, I told him that the dormitory of another boy in our class is more spacious. If they want, they can chip in to buy a table tennis table and put it in the middle of the dormitory. Even if they don't like playing table tennis, they can take photos and post QQ space, and then say,
"Ah, our dormitory is too spacious, and there is still a table tennis table. I hate this empty feeling, which makes people feel insecure!"
standing in front of the dormitory, looking at the strange names posted at the door, they will be my roommates for four years. They are as strange to me as the world. I will spend four years getting familiar with them and everything here. I put my luggage away and went out to check the environment: there are toilets at both ends of the corridor and a bathroom on the east side, but only cold water can be washed. There is an automatic water boiler, which is convenient to turn on the water, and there will be no hopeless domino incident. In the evening, the counselor will tell me that the hot bath will go to the bathhouse on the first floor. Everyone in the bathhouse is naked, which makes us southerners a little unaccustomed. So I always wash cold water at first. Later, when winter came, I went to the bathhouse, too. In the bathhouse, I used bath milk, and no one took soap.
Every year at the beginning of school, shameless seniors cheat freshmen of money. They pretend to be counselors and sell Tietong cards, saying that they have to use this card for eating and surfing the Internet to take a shower. Every year, people are cheated, and I am cheated by 4 yuan. Don't buy anything from door to door. It doesn't matter if you are cheated. What matters is that your new roommate will think you are stupid.
settled down, I contacted my brother, who told me to go to their school to find him. It turns out that the dormitory of Peking University has no balcony, the space is cramped, and the light is dim. On the left is a bunk bed, and on the right is a desk. There is no electric fan on the ceiling. Everyone buys an electric fan and puts it in a mosquito net, and squeaks at night.
Later, I went to Jiaotong University, and their dormitory was even worse. I am very happy.
Until one day, I visited the campus in Tsinghua. The campus was large and beautiful. There were four people in their dormitory, which was air-conditioned, and boys could enter the girls' dormitory. I have been lost for a long time, like an abandoned child.
The conditions for girls are not good. They have to live in Building No.8 with bunk beds, and the dark space is cramped.
In two or three days, the teacher will organize everyone to visit the school and introduce its history. Tell everyone Linda's strength, as well as the grievances she once suffered-exile in Yunnan, Beijing's territory was occupied by various units, and later they all came back, except the one occupied by the evil semiconductor research institute. Because Deng's daughter works in semiconductors, they can go to heaven. Deng knew this and said in Mandarin with a strong accent, "Semiconductors are very important!" " So Linda's territory is forever sunken. The architecture and greening of semiconductor research institute are tasteless, which affects the scenery here. The road from the boys' dormitory to the dining hall, library and classroom is therefore exposed to the hot iron plate-like sunshine in summer, and eating and studying in class will be badly sunburned. However, we are optimistic after all. We enlighten ourselves that if the artificial lake had not been occupied at the beginning, the school would have been much more beautiful, the score would have been raised, and we would not have passed the exam.
Linda's food is quite good, and every time friends and acquaintances come, they are a little surprised.
The girls' dormitory is in the southwest corner of the campus, and the boys are in the northeast corner. There are six canteens in the southwest, including the only Muslim canteen, so it is more convenient for girls to eat. There are two canteens for boys here, one canteen and Xinyuan. The meals are full, and people always occupy their seats and don't eat. Finally, two seats were vacated, and I went forward to sit down. A man ran quickly and sat opposite, pointing to your seat and saying, "Sorry, there is someone here." If the other person is a girl, you can't help it. My roommate likes to eat fried rice with eggs in Xinyuan. In this case, he will stand next to the girl and finish the meal.
DOTA and LOL are standard in universities.
On a hot day, boys open the dormitory door for convection, play with DOTA and LOL in shorts, and growl excitedly. The electric fan shakes its head endlessly, making a summer sound. Someone is sleeping on the bed and turns over helplessly.
I have a roommate. While playing a game, the phone rings, and it seems to be his girlfriend's.
"damn it, why call again!"
damn it, it looks like a fight.
we stared at him. He connected and asked softly, "Hey, what's up?"
"Your style of study is still very good," said my friend, who came to my dormitory for a month during the summer vacation. "We are in West University, and the nightlife just started at midnight."
get up early in the morning and go out.
"damn it, so many of you get up early to study for yourself! The Imperial Capital is really different. "
The school lights out at eleven o'clock, which had a profound impact.
The students from the University of Chemical Technology said to me in a fatalistic tone, "Have you seen the ranking of DOTA strength in colleges and universities? It turns out that people who do well in the exam also play well in the game. "
The students from West University told me, "Have you noticed that the top schools don't turn off the lights at night?"
because the lights are turned off at night, inevitably, at six o'clock in the morning, the desk lamps will be all lit up, disturbing people's dreams. We try every means to remind everyone to turn off the lights after turning off the lights every day. However, when the electricity comes, the problem still exists, and the brightness of the desk lamp is an inescapable fate. Time and time again, everyone was depressed. One day, the problem was finally solved, summer came, and it was dawn before six o'clock, and time untied all the knots that could not be solved.
The toilets on the east side often blow out, and the excrement in the sewer is tangled, entangled, fused, blocked and sprayed out, spreading from the toilet to the water room and from the water room to the corridor. The whole corridor emits a smell of fermented feces. All the doors are closed and all the pedestrians are extinct.
there is no wind, even the wind has been stinking to death.
The entrance to the small south gate is Ginkgo Road. In autumn, the leaves are dyed yellow by the cool breeze under the blue sky, and the bluestone slabs are covered. From the playground to the library, it is Bai La Avenue. The leaves are the color of wheat. They are so golden that they can be completely burned by a fire. I like stepping on fallen leaves and listening to the sound of them breaking under my feet, because it reminds me of the crisp noodles when I was a child. Out of the girls' dormitory is Platanus acerifolia Avenue. The Platanus acerifolia tree is tall, with a sunny outside and a cool bottom, like the place where the love story happened in the movie. Every year, there will be a flea market here. Brothers and sisters who will leave school come here to sell cosmetics, books, clothes, hair dryers and pigments. The aunts come here to collect treasures and bargain wildly. They enjoy the pleasure of victory. In order to promote sales, there are often activities to buy things to send lovely senior sisters. Remember, that's a lie. I bought them and didn't send them.
In winter, the campus is bleak. The ferocious branches of ash trees stab into the sky like wire, and at the same time, they are like cracks in the earth. When it snows, please forgive the students in the south. They will be very excited. They will take photos and send them to their friends circle to show them to students who are studying in universities in other cities, or to students who are studying at home.
When I get up early on a snowy day, the world is filled with white jade. I always feel reluctant to leave my feet. When I get up late, I can only see the trampled snow. I like the chimney with heating outside the window to emit steam, and the white is transpiration in the white background. This is the taste of snowy days.
The sky was still foggy, but one day Spring Festival suddenly opened and the gray background was bright. Followed by forsythia, peach and purple peach. There are two colors of mountain peaches. The white tree in the west of the old library is a little ambiguous pink, and the white tree in the north of the new library is slightly blue like pear flowers. They are all as pure as the early snow, which makes you afraid of accidentally desecrating her. There are also two kinds of mixed colors between the purple peach trees on the wall of the library, one is bright red, and the other is the old red like cheap red paper in the village. Peach trees are not yet ripe, and someone will take the old plastic bags away.
There are study rooms on the second, third and fourth floors of the library. The study rooms are very cold in summer and very hot in winter, and the bad weather diverts some people to the classroom. In summer, the library is full of big white legs of senior students, as white as washed onions. Last time I was excited, my nose was bleeding, so I quickly covered my nose, pretended to cough and ran to the bathroom. Linda girls account for 7%, and girls prefer to study, so there are many white legs in the library, and the air conditioning is enough, so the white legs all seem to exude a dense chill. However, I still don't like the study room. I love the reading room. Because I can't bring books in, there are few people in the reading room, mostly drawing girls.
I'm relaxed in college. I've been skipping classes since my freshman semester, and I haven't even met some teachers. It's not until the exam that I make up for it. After the lights are turned off at eleven o'clock, many people will preview with the help of the lights in the corridors and elevators, just like me. The endorsement went back to three or four o'clock, and finally I got a sigh: "That's it, that's it, the tide is gone."
I graduated last year. My roommates' jobs and graduate studies were all in Beijing, and only I left. They sent me away and set foot on the train, and the past was like smoke. Looking out of the window, I saw that there was no school in Beijing, and the train was slowly moving. I was in the upper berth, and the carriage locked my line of sight. I only felt that things were like a dream of spring, and tears almost flowed down.