? A few days ago when I went to Xi'an, I had braved the rain to go to the Air Engineering Institute.
? I said the air engineering institute is the Xi'an Air Force Engineering College, exactly should be the original Xi'an Air Force Engineering College. Many years ago, the Air Force College of Engineering and the Air Force College of Communications in Xi'an merged with the Air Force College of Missiles in Sanyuan to form the Air Force Engineering University. The merged Air Force Engineering University was built near Baqiao in Xi'an, and the site of the former Air Force Engineering College was changed into the Engineering College of the Air Force Engineering University.
? At that time, the Air Force Institute of Engineering was located in Dongli Village, Maoxi Commune. Today, Dong Li Village is still using the original name, but I do not know whether the Maohsi Commune is now a township or changed into a street. I remember when the air engineering institute to send letters out of the code is empty word zero zero two troops, next to a zero three five troops, zero three five seems to be responsible for the printing of teaching materials unit.
? Into the college gate, the original direct face of the leader statue has ceased to exist, replaced by a wall of President Hu's inscription and a column flagpole, tall trees to the tenth building blocked tightly, I rarely see such a large cedar, counting on the estimate that there must be fifty years of age. The tenth building is the college's office building, it is next to the 20th building, the impression of the very tall 20th building is now so short.
? Back then it was at the location of this flagpole that I first saw the mango. It was a mango given to the leader by the Albanians, who sent them to the Beijing Workers' Propaganda Team, which then sent them across the country for people to admire. That day I lined up three times in a row and saw the mangoes three times in a row. The yellow mango in a glass box was very attractive. I heard later that that mango was most likely waxy, as it is difficult to keep real mangoes for that long. It seems that under certain circumstances, a fruit may also stir up national waves.
? Walking casually in the campus, the scene in front of me has long been a different person, the big change belongs to those trees, standing there silently record the wheel of the times. The original campus trees are mostly poplar, now the cedar, sycamore and paulownia trees have been sky-high, some estimates have been thirty to forty meters high. One of the soapnut tree, when we had to pick its pods to wash clothes, although there are some foam, but far less effective than with soap.
? In the teaching area, see the 2009 graduate students in the entrance to the military education and training assessment. Those in military uniforms are cadets admitted from the army, and those in camouflage uniforms are cadets admitted from local colleges and universities. I believe that they will become a big tree after a few years.
? College of the easternmost open-air swimming pool is my deepest memory of the place where I learned to swim, and from then on swam to the river, swam to the sea. The first time I saw the car, I saw the car, I saw the car, I saw the car, I saw the car, I saw the car, I saw the car. I remember that the way to clear the field was to hold a long bamboo pole and hit the head of the children who did not want to go ashore after the bell rang. The first time I saw this is when I was a kid, and I was not a kid, but I was a kid.
? Every time after swimming, we put the towel and swimming trunks together on top of the head, so that you can block the hot sun, but also by the way the swimming trunks dry, two birds with one stone. Once when I came home, I realized that the swimming trunks on my head had been blown off by the wind at some point, and I ran back and forth a few times but I couldn't get them back. My mom didn't buy me another pair of swim trunks for two weeks, and I couldn't go swimming again for two weeks. After that until today, I have always remembered this lesson, at any time, pants are never over the head!
? The college's family buildings are built according to the terrain, the head of the small building built on the highest part of the hillside, I remember that the president at the time was General Xue Shaoqing. Many of the houses now appear to be very dilapidated, when we were in these compounds to dance in the word of loyalty, and eat a meal of remembrance. The deepest impression is still the preparation for the armed struggle. At that time, the Cultural Revolution in the college was also very fierce, and the so-called armed struggle was to prevent local factions from attacking the compound. Each of our buildings had a soldier as the head of the building, and the residents on the first floor had already collected their belongings on the second and third floors and were ready to retreat to the upper floors at any time. The stairs between the first and second floors were nailed shut with thick wooden squares, leaving only a small door that could fit one person. The corner of the stairs also put a water tank, that is to prevent the "enemy" fire with. From the third-floor maintenance entrance you could climb to the roof, which was filled with empty wine bottles, furnace ashes wrapped in kraft paper, and more slingshot bullets rolled and dried with yellow clay by our children themselves, which were placed one by one in the corners of the roof. According to the division of labor, I was in charge of delivering "ammunition" to others in the middle of the roof, and the building manager told me not to go to the eaves, as it was too dangerous. Even so, I was quite excited, because more children do not even have the opportunity to go up to the roof, only on the second or third floor room on the ground.
? This martial arts fight didn't end up happening, and the adults exhaled y, while we dolls regretted it to the core.
? I read the school at that time called construction of elementary school, now renamed as the empty industrial yard children's school, it is estimated that the elementary school junior high school nine-year system. From the locked gate looking in, the school building in front of me is certainly new, there were only two rows of cottages and the grassy playground. I remember that the playground is surrounded by paulownia trees, spring and summer there are always some thumb-sized bean bugs falling from the trees, people do not have a little bit of cowardice. Years later I saw such a bean worm on the table in Yantai, Shandong, although the bean worm has been processed into dishes, my heart is full of fear.
? I have no deep impression of the school, remember the principal called Zhu Dehui, the same grade classmates are Ma Zhanjun, Che Zhuangzhi, Che Pangzhi, Liu Zhongzhong, Zhang Min, Jiang Zhenbang, etc., long ago, all out of contact. At present, only the Sanmenxia Liu students and Nanjing Guo students still come and go, of which Guo students are I searched out from the Internet. The year before last, we ate pizza in Nanjing while listening to Guo tell us about our school days, and in her mouth, I became a naughty student who often did pranks. Oh, she must have misremembered. The time has passed too long, and the past has become a fragmented memory.
? The clinic was what it was, has long lost its impression. I'm afraid that this small building was also rebuilt later. Before leaving Xi'an, I was in this clinic, tonsillectomy surgery. There were three appointments for the surgery that day, and a female student who was one grade below me was the first in line, and she ran away after having one side removed. I was the second patient and kept going. The third was a soldier who became a deserter before he could get into the operating room, and I became the hero of the day.
? A few days after recovery from surgery, our family moved to Xiaguanying. I remember in my new school, I told my classmates who mobilized me to join the propaganda team that I was brave enough to have my tonsils removed, so I couldn't sing. Later I learned that singing uses the vocal cords, which depend on talent, perception and effort, and has nothing to do with the tonsils.
? More than two hours have passed, I walked around the air engineering courtyard, the time is in a hurry, the line is in a hurry. Swimming pool, soapberry tree, No. 92 family building, outpatient clinic, all of which, from time to time, evoke my memories of the past. After all, in that particular era of the Cultural Revolution, I left my childhood and teenage footprints here.
Written on 2009/9/17