Why can educated youth never forget that life in the countryside?

A group of city dolls, who can't even tell the difference between wheat seedlings and leeks, suddenly changed their lifestyle and future destiny overnight. The memories left in the years of life are unforgettable, which invisibly laid the brand of that era. Therefore, knowing and never forgetting that life in the countryside is completely normal.

I have three retired eldest brothers, all educated youth. They told me that they are obsessed with country life for three main reasons:

The vast world in the countryside is promising. It is with this ideal that they went to the countryside and scattered all the green flowers on that land. In the youth of educated youth in the countryside, there are no notes, skipping classes, Internet cafes and mobile phones. Some just face the loess and face the sky.

No matter the girls in the educated youth point or the girls in the village, they already exist in the educated youth psychology, and they are the first in life. They may or may not have been in love. Just a touch of amorous feelings. This life is enough.

Life in the countryside is bitter, even more painful. However, what this animal remembers most is not happiness, but the most painful experience. Pain is a kind of practice, and only those who have experienced penance are qualified to be reborn from the ashes.

It was a period of culture, a baptism of thought and an unforgettable experience. How could you forget?

I also worked as an educated youth, the last group of educated youth. We have only been in the countryside for a year, and the educated youth point has been withdrawn.

1978 I went to the countryside. I was 18 years old and had many memories.

I remember the Datong store where I lived for the first time in the countryside. More than ten stores were connected together.

The first night of the educated youth, I didn't know the time until midnight, and I fell asleep in a daze. I was suddenly awakened by a cry. Sleeping next to me is an Jiao Jiao woman. Because I left my parents for the first time, I was not used to it. I slept until midnight and was homesick. She cried loudly, woke up a dozen of us, and caused a chain reaction. Everyone cried with her. The first night of the educated youth military academy is still unforgettable.

I only stayed in the countryside for a year, which is very short, but it is also very important to one's life, because this is the first time we have left home and eaten in a collective canteen. Although we have a bad time at home, we are in a good mood.

Every day after work, I go back to the dormitory singing songs. The corn flour, carrots and pickles I ate were delicious.

Because people in the same dormitory are not in the same production team, at night, they will talk about what happened in each production team. The girls' dormitory is like a frying pan, with endless topics.

We educated youths later lived in the building, girls lived on the second floor and boys lived on the first floor. The most interesting thing to remember is that: There are frequent wars on the second floor of 1 building. We took plastic stools and rubbed them on the floor of the house. The boys on the first floor stood on the bed and pushed them to the floor with big sticks. They work in the fields all day and don't feel tired. They quarrel every night.

Time flies, it has been more than forty years. Looking back now, I am full of passion and love for life, and I don't care about suffering and fatigue at all. Youth is capital.

The life of the educated youth military academy has left many beautiful memories and lush years of life. We are the newly employed youth in the eyes of the old educated youth and the last group of educated youth. After our recruitment, educated youth went to the countryside, a product of an era, and came to an end.

Because that is our youth! This is how our youth comes. Not everyone can choose when we are born. Time, luck and fate are not in the hands of people!

Can you forget? They all say that the past is like a song. But this song, there are songs of victory, songs of joy and songs of sadness. All kinds of "songs" engraved in the hearts of a generation are enough in this life. Those with good performance and deep background will immediately return to the city for reuse. Of course, this is a victory. Contact the masses and be willing to suffer. Although it has not been reused, it has a good mass base and has not been greatly tired. It is a happy song to be recommended back to the city. My family background is not good and I am not good at communication, so I have to wait until the final policy comes back to the city. It takes five years, seven years or even ten years, and youth passes like this. Isn't this a sad song? How much youth does life have? Isn't this unforgettable enough?

Just because it was a time of burning passion.

I left my parents for the first time and set foot on the rickety green leather train;

Rushed to the vast rural areas for the first time.

When I first saw the big crystal eyes of a newborn calf,

The first time I went to the henhouse to pick up hot eggs,

The first time I cut grass with a sickle and fed it to a fat pig,

The first time I went to the smelly toilet to pick up shit,

The first time I went to the hot kiln of the brick factory to pull bricks,

When I first planted curved seedlings in rice fields,

I ate my own white steamed bread made of wheat for the first time.

Chewing my own baked sweet potato for the first time,

The first time I drank honey harvested from the hive,

Pushing a fancy unicycle for the first time,

The first time I went up the mountain to cut wood and burn charcoal,

Living in a cave with warm winter and cool summer for the first time,

Sleeping on the warm kang for the first time,

Riding a donkey for the first time,

Swimming in the river for the first time,

The first time I took a shotgun,

The first time I climbed a tree to dig a bird's nest,

I fell in love with a girl for the first time,

The first time I wrote a love letter under a kerosene lamp,

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Where youth stays, memory stays.

There are so many firsts, how can you forget them easily?

The lush years, the best time of life, entered the society from school and grew up independently after seeing the world. Who can forget?

If I can, I really want to call my former friends and revisit the land I once dreamed of. If I can, I really want to be an old tree on that land, and always guard that period of youth that has been baptized by hard years.

The burning passion stays there.

The hazy dream stays there.

Young love stayed there.

Who can tell me:

Are the uncles and aunts who gave me affection still alive?

How are all my friends who have given me enthusiastic help?

The clear pool water, do you still remember what we were like when we were young?

Did the Metasequoia we planted by ourselves grow up by that river? Do you remember our naive laughter?

Can that towering mountain still remember our crisp and childish singing?

Do you still remember the tenderness of Niubei Mountain and the bamboo flute that blows the poetic call of the future?

A seed of knowledge failed to take root, blossom and bear fruit in that barren land after all. Have we failed history or has history failed us? Is it luck or regret?

Every gray hair of ours was stained with the frost and snow at that time; Every wrinkle on our body carries the wind and rain of the past. In our blood, farmers are kind, simple, cheerful and open-minded, and can treat every bitterness as sweet.

Thank you, my former teacher-the teacher who taught me to be strong! Thank you, my former relatives-give me warm relatives!

When the noise of the city is calm, when the lead of life fades quietly, I am haunted by dreams again-for that land, for every story on that land, and for every master in the story.

May everyone be healthy and happy forever!

Years go with the spring water, and the past cannot be traced. There is only one name in life, which we once had, capitalized between heaven and earth. The name is farmer!

Educated youth is like a song.

Educated youth comes through thick and thin, and people living in that era will never forget it.

Educated youth is a unique phenomenon in China from 1960s to 1970s. At that time, the industry was backward and the employment capacity of the city was limited. Comrade Mao Zedong called on young intellectuals to go to the countryside to receive re-education from poor and middle peasants. In fact, the so-called educated youth at that time were all junior and senior high school graduates studying industry, science and agriculture in the army, and their cultural knowledge was not high.

The scattered educated youth concentrated in the educated youth spots to study, live and work, and forged a deep friendship with local farmers and developed certain feelings.

People who lead an educated youth's life will never forget the life experience of having fun while suffering, which is a unique "educated youth plot" in China society.

Educated youth is synonymous with that generation of young people and the product of the Cultural Revolution. Its quantity, significance, history and memory are unforgettable! As a junior high school, it is the golden moment of youth for 16 years old. Everyone is full of vigorous physical and mental energy, which is a good opportunity to learn knowledge, science, broaden knowledge, create and make contributions. I don't know a loud slogan, which shattered the dream of thousands of educated youth in Qian Qian, Qian Qian. They took root in the new countryside and lived a life with their backs to the loess. How can people who have experienced everything these days forget? How could you forget? So the subject has a persistent word, educated youth has become a new term in history!