When I was a child, my family had a precious white silk shirt, my father only used to wear it during major events, and it was usually locked in the closet like a treasure. My father always showed off in front of us, said it was a dear friend studying in Mauritania gift, at this time, my father's face felt immense pride and pride. I was young, my heart was full of respect for my father's late friend.
At that time, I saw my father gave me a small book, said Zhou Enlai's story, I learned from the book Zhou Enlai was educated. From then on, I was filled with a new and unprecedented respect for those who had stayed in school, and my heart was even filled with good feelings for his family when my father had good friends in his life who had stayed in school.
Then later, I began to understand things, I learned that my father's late friend's home in the village of Zhuluan, with me is a village council, his name is Cao Guangwen, he is a water expert. He had two sons and three daughters. One of the daughter's age is similar to me, inadvertent ignorance of me, my heart looked forward to meeting his daughter, my mind often sketched her beautiful outline. Even she came into my dreamland: pear blossoms fluttering, like snowflakes flying in the sky; peach blossoms fluttering, like the sunset in the sky, she wore a red and white wreath of flowers, flamboyantly smiling towards me. When I woke up, tears of happiness stained the pillowcase, as if the dream 'she, really came to me in style.
September 1, 1978, is an unusual day, the day I met a dream girl, round face, smile with two dimples, head tied with two crocheted pigtails. , wearing a light green blouse. On this day, she was the first student in the class to recite the text, the image of her reciting is still fresh in my mind: she covered her small mouth, spitting out words clearly, her voice is pleasant and melodious, like a lark letting out a song in the forest. Her classmates all cast approving glances at her. In the evening, the school should have been dismissed, she is the only one in the class can go home early students, while everyone is the teacher locked in the classroom to continue to memorize, one of them is me!
A person when his dream comes true, and with his beloved person still sitting together every day, I feel like a happy flower bathing in the warm sunshine, enjoying the nourishment of the spring rain, the heart ripples with happiness, and the heart sketches a bright future. This beloved person is Cao Baoyu, my classmate, she turned out to be the daughter of the deceased friend mentioned by my father, I feel that the god of luck has descended on me, I feel that my dream has melted in the rainbow in the sky.
The sky is just fish-belly white, the sky is dotted with stars, the moon is still drifting in the clouds, the breeze gusts, I woke up at first. My hope is like growing wings, want to fly in the upcoming sky in the haze. The wisps of the sunset, reflecting the smile on my face can not be erased, today, I put the teacher to recite the text, made up a wonderful program, I want to show off in the class. In this way, my passion for reading has been injected into my bloodstream, because of her, there is a driving force for me to move forward. From then on, the classroom of the mud wall of the memorization list, our names have been far ahead of the "small lotus only exposed the tip of the corner", our knowledge is also day by day in the dark nourishing potential growth.
My father learned that my desk is his best friend's daughter, but also really happy for a while, pick up the chopsticks after dinner, pick up the bowl to knock up, can not help but humming "the sea sails by the helmsman, everything grows by the sun," that thick song, let me feel colorful life, let me cherish more with her in the reading together! The first thing I want to do is to get a good look at the world and the people who live in it.
Father once after a meeting, he stuffed me with a few candies, in the era of scarcity, candy is a luxury. I kept it close to my pocket, even though I was salivating. When I went to school, I took my favorite candy and secretly shared it with Baoyu. After class, looking at her cute appearance of eating candy, the heart really happy for several days.
I was a dreamy boy, and sometimes late at night, in my dreams, I still mumbled the name "Baoyu", and my brother was often woken up by me, and my mother would come over to push me awake in time. The next day, my father and I talked to the heart of the peasant children can not be stored in the heart of the non-thinking, the teenage should be six roots of pure, read a good book is the best dream.
At that time, there was a farm in the production brigade, which was close to Baoyu's village. The first thing I did was to get to a place where I could get to the farm, and I was able to get to the farm on my own.
This is the first time I've seen a watermelon in the world, and I've never seen a watermelon in the world that I didn't love.
I was able to get to the farm as I had hoped, and I was able to get up close and personal with the village for the first time. I thought if the highway was a ribbon, then Zhuluan village is embedded in the ribbon of a bright pearl. In front of the village, there is Poyang Lake with vast waves, and it is said that "Poyang Lake birds know a lot about it, when they fly, they cover up the clouds and the moon, and when they land, they don't see the grass beside the lake". Here is also a paradise for birds; the water of the lake is so clear that the fish are chasing and catching and playing on the surface of the lake, tumbling and jumping. On the shore is a group of washing women, they talk and laugh, their psychology flows a simple beauty. The village is a true portrayal of "the green trees by the village, the green hills beyond the slanting Guo". I think even if Meng Haoran came here, he would forget to come back. If he was served with fresh fish from Poyang Lake and bamboo shoots from Zhuluan Village, Meng Haoran would have recited a new song "Passing Zhuluanzhuang". In this way, my old classmate Baoyu and I have poems in our life, and the village with "wild fragrance, beautiful trees," that is so cozy!
The village around the bamboo forest, the breeze sent, dancing, there is no Xishi Wan yarn of the vague beauty, but this is because of the old Baoyu classmates, the old feel that the bamboo forest has her silhouette, welcome the wind and come. I don't want that Xishi, I dream of suspecting that Baoyu really come to me, but this dream is forty years.
I think this lush woods, verdant bamboo garden, whether there are snakes infested, which makes my hanging heart has been taut. For, Baoyu's old classmate could always go home early when she had finished memorizing her books. She walked alone through the woods and through the bamboo garden, and I couldn't help but worry about her safety in my heart. Every time I watched her walk out of the classroom, my eyes couldn't help but stare at her openly until she disappeared from my view. Later, I heard from people in her village that someone had encountered a snake. After that, the first thing I looked forward to every day was seeing her. If I had seen her late, my face would have turned pale and weak, and I would have even hidden in a corner somewhere and cried secretly!
When she was in fifth grade, her mother had an incurable disease, and her sister had long been married, and her brother-in-law was a board master at the countryside agricultural machinery factory. The family's laundry dirty work all by her one person to bear, but also by the two brother's scolding, but the young me, know that really can not help what help, can only complain about the fate of the unfair. But she gave me the influence, still heavily occupied my mind, I feel that the mind can not do without her. Once, my brother and I were playing chess, and the two brothers were arguing over a move, a little red in the face, when my brother suddenly said, "Baoyu is coming!" I instantly gave up the fight, rushed out the door, looking for it, causing my brother to laugh.
In the second semester of the eighth grade, her whole family went to live with her father in the city, and from then on we were on different sides of the world, nowhere to be found. During that time, I was off school due to illness, and my body was getting thinner and thinner. The flesh on my left arm also began to rot, and I should have gone to a big hospital to have my flesh plucked out. Because my family was poor, my father hired a local doctor, who used a knife to cut a hole in my arm, and then stuffed the hole with a bit of alcohol glued to gauze. My uncle looked at that time fainted on the ground, but I was calm and collected, quite a general style.
Because, my heart has long had a secret weapon against the disease, before the operation, I have to lie quietly on the bamboo bed, humming a "our life is full of sunshine", the image of Baoyu's old classmates in his mind, and became my victory over the disease after the endless power, Huo teach the disease to show off their heroism. I went through the pain of bone-scraping, I finally recovered from the disease.
I delayed nearly one and a half semester after the course, the seed of hope, has germinated in my heart, I still sing that song, I chose to repeat the junior life. As for later, I became a rural middle school teacher. Baoyu also entered the provincial city. Now I am only half a hundred years old, recalling those years, the memory is still fresh, and now the god of luck has come to me again. We have been separated for forty years, but now we are in touch again. "If two lovers are in love for a long time, is it not in the morning and the evening?" The best of the past has become the best of this life's affectionate nostalgia. My heart Baoyu old classmate, no matter how the wind and clouds change, you are my attachment in this life. I think there is a person, in infatuation obsessively thinking of you, she should be happy!