During that time, that feeling

At 8: 00 am on May 1 2020, I drove to Guanzhuang to participate in the first offline sharing and exchange activity of "Bud Reading Club". The meeting address is in Guanzhuang Primary School, which was the former site of Yuanling No.6 Middle School many years ago. I spent more than 1000 days and nights of my high school career in this land. At about 9 am, I walked into the former site of my alma mater after 28 years' absence. My foot stepped on this familiar and unfamiliar land, and my heart surged. As if I were in that old time a few years ago, the fragments of memory kept surging and connecting in my mind, the picture became clear gradually, and the friendship of my classmates hit my heart. My heart suddenly softened and I had the urge to write a paragraph. However, the meeting is just around the corner and time doesn't allow, so pretend. Today's weekend, when I was idle, I remembered it again, so I took notes and wrote down: that was the feeling during that time.

"The majestic snow-capped mountains, the official village in the tea country, the morning dragon is high and the flowers are high, and the five streams are famous ..." This is the opening word of the school song of Laoyuanling No.6 Middle School, which concisely and clearly expounds the landform, products and places of interest of the official village. Guanzhuang is surrounded by mountains and the terrain is dangerous. It is a throat fortress in and out of the southwest. The "Longkou" mentioned in the lyrics is the natural defensive barrier of the fortress, because it is difficult for one person to guard it and Wan Fu, and its strategic position is very important. It was named "the first pass in the world" by Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty! Although the mountains in the territory are not very high, they are connected with each other, and they are shrouded in mist all the year round, with constant temperature and low humidity, which is very suitable for the growth of tea trees and has been rich in tea since ancient times. The famous tea "Guanzhuang Maojian" is about one inch long, green and fragrant, and it was a tribute to the court in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Therefore, Guanzhuang, known as "the gateway of Xiangxi" and "the tea town of Chenzhou", is a famous town in southwest China with a strong cultural background. Old Liu Middle School is located in a famous town, in the west of the street, backed by Xiangxi Gold Mine (also known as Woxi), with Laoguanzhuang Station on the right front and Laoguanzhuang Post Office on the left front. There is a cement road about five meters wide between the station and the post office. Go straight for about twenty meters and you will arrive at Yuanling No.6 Middle School.

1 September, 19891day, I waited for more than two hours at the door of the 3 19 national highway, and finally got on the only bus from Yuanling County to Guanzhuang at about 10 in the morning, and went to No.6 Middle School alone to enroll. When I was isolated at the noisy Guanzhuang bus station, with a quilt wrapped in film on my shoulder and a snakeskin bag filled with half a bag of rice and daily necessities in my hand, I was amazed at the endless flow of passengers, and four or five vendors rushed forward to sell "melon seeds, peanuts, ginger ...", which made me feel at a loss and couldn't see the southeast and northwest clearly. I cringed and consulted the ticket window of the station before I realized that I was only one step away from my destination.

I was assigned to Class 2 1 in Senior Three (1). Most of my classmates are students from seven townships and one town within the jurisdiction of Guanzhuang, and there are also three or two "foreign" students in Mazong District and Liangshuijing District. At that time, the head teacher was Liu, the current vice president of Yuanling No.1 Middle School. Although he is gentle and weak, he plays basketball very well. I also like playing basketball very much, so he often leads me to practice my skills in my spare time, which gives me more happiness and deep friendship between teachers and students.

At the weekend, I also occupied the only cement stadium near the back of the station with my classmates Xie SJ, Li, Shu Haiyan, Xiang F, Zhang J, Sun Z, Shu, Zhang and Zhang. They all love playing ball. Get up and play until the sky is black. Although I am sweating like a pig, I enjoy it. By the next semester, our class's basketball strength is second to none in all classes in the school, and it is invincible, including senior two and senior three, and it has the inside information to challenge the whole school. In Guanzhuang, YY, WW and ZZ, who were known as the "three outstanding basketball players" at that time, have been famous for a long time and are in their thirties. YY is good at running and attacking, and also has three-point stunts of stopping and throwing arrows in the back; WW is flexible, and when threading a needle, it will score quietly like taking something out of a bag; Strong ZZ is good at attacking under the basket, and back-to-back singles are his scoring weapon. I heard that we are very strong, and we also invited our team to come to No.6 Middle School to discuss with us frequently. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers! All the people come to us, and we will kill them with 18 kinds of martial arts. Because I just played against the adult team, they washed the formation apart in the first few innings I contacted, and the scene and score were quite ugly. Get used to it, and each other will have their own victory or defeat. With the gradual maturity of our psychology and tactics, our body and ball skills have also risen rapidly. After the second year of high school, they always came back on impulse and fell behind completely in the battle with us. At the end of last year, President ZZ- Du Jun, who retired from the post of principal of Guanzhuang Primary School, also came to see me in Nanmupu No.9 Middle School where I worked. On the wine table, I recalled the dashing and heroic attitude on the basketball court that year, and I couldn't help sighing and lamenting the ruthlessness of the years. In a flash, thirty years have passed.

Besides playing ball games, my classmates and I have become familiar with each other. I have lost my shyness when I first arrived in No.6 Middle School and actively participated in the activities of various teams.

199 1 one weekend in, I invited more than a dozen students to have a picnic in Gaohuashan, including Zhang Lihua, Deng Yongqing, Feng Lihua, Kang Fuxing, Luo Yi, Li Yi, Wu Yi and Yang Zhi. Li Y and Wu Y, two colleagues, have good conditions at home, so Li Y hangs the camera around his neck to take pictures, and Wu Y brings a dual-card recorder to render a happy atmosphere. Girls come to protect us, and Yang Z and I share the hard work. With wonton skin and fresh meat stuffing, and a car full of antimony cans on his shoulder, he looks like Sha Wujing on the Western Heaven Road. In this way, a group of people laughed all the way and headed for Gaohua Mountain in Luge.

Gaohuashan, a stone peak completely independent of other peaks, stands out among the mountains as steep as a knife and axe, smooth and bare. It is said that there was a temple on the top of the mountain in the old days, and the bodhisattva enshrined in the temple was extremely effective, attracting an endless stream of worshippers. In those days, the incense was extremely strong, and it was known as "the first mountain in Chenzhou". At the foot of Shenshan Mountain, people carefully lifted the extremely narrow stone steps protected by iron chains along the edge of the cliff. When they reached the top of the mountain, they were suddenly enlightened, and a flat land of about two or three acres was displayed in front of them. Only the temple where the incense was at its peak disappeared, and the southwest corner was in ruins. On the two couplets-like wooden boards, you can vaguely see "Gao Hua Ling Yun, people with lofty ideals climb the peak and spread the Dongting for 800 miles". The fairy temple is full of spiritual thoughts, infinite kindness and navigation, and Buddha's light shines on thousands of households. According to Wu Y, a local classmate who knows about it, when the "Four Old Houses" were broken, the temple was smashed by the Red Army from all walks of life, and the abbot was also driven down the mountain and returned to Guanguan.

I helped Yang Z support the antimony pot, make a fire and prepare to cook wonton. Several girls in the same trade have taken Li Y and Wu Y to take photos and karaoke. We haven't caught fire here yet, but a string of crisp laughter, a soprano like a nightingale and a magnetic baritone have rushed into the valley and circled for a long time. Among them, Wu Y and Zhang LL have the most beautiful songs and the best singing skills. Sang Wu Wang Jie's "Do I Really Have Nothing" and Zhang Sangtong Ange's "I Can't Forget" fascinated everyone present. Now that I think about it, the melody is clear in my ear: "Why does time fly like electricity in the blink of an eye, the years that I can't see clearly, the past that I can't erase ..." It seems to be specially created for the memory that I can't erase today, and I will never forget it.

I don't know if the antimony pot sulks badly, or if Gaohuafeng is too high above sea level, the wonton pot I cooked with Yang Z is not cooked well! But it didn't affect everyone's appetite. You ate a big pot of wonton with relish, regardless of the image of a lady and a gentleman, and regardless of the fact that half-baked things will hurt your stomach.

Sadly, Wu Y, a handsome, humble and intellectual student who has been the director of Guanzhuang Waterworks, was involved in a car accident on the 27th of the twelfth lunar month of 200 1 year. The song "Do I Really Have Nothing" sung by Gao Hua at the top of the mountain seemed to be a swan song and left us forever. When leaving, the sad scene broke my classmate Zhang's heart. He was the boss of the insurance company at that time. However, the dead are gone, and I only hope that the kingdom of heaven will be beautiful and peaceful.

The most unforgettable thing is our dormitory life. Fart Magic and Bedroom Percussion are ridiculous! I still can't help laughing when I think of it now, as if it were as clear as before.

From the second semester of senior high school, I have been studying with KH students, striving for perfection and striving for perfection. Every night at the end of self-study, the boys rushed into the dormitory as if they had an appointment, and couldn't wait to bolt the door to watch the performance. Xiangkai lay in bed like a toad, covered herself with a quilt and began to exercise. Half a minute later, I opened the quilt, and my ass, stunned by my classmates, made a "poof, poof" sound. "one! Two! Three! ..... "Boys who laugh into a ball often count to thirty or fifty, but when they see their classmates still lying in bed, they solemnly" poof, poof "and exhaust, all limply stagger on the bed, rubbing their stomachs, laughing with tears in their eyes ... Now I still feel childish and ridiculous when I think about it, but I think it is the brotherly friendship between classmates that makes each other unprepared and sincere, and there is nothing at all.

Percussion was prevalent in the dormitory at that time. I can't remember who got the percussion music of "Chicken Pecks Rice" and "heavenly stems and earthly branches", so the recitation of "begging" in the dormitory is endless, which is many times more serious than reading in class! After a while, I have memorized the music score, and my heart itches. I can't wait to actually operate it. Because the first bowl, the second bowl and the gong need three people to play together. As a result, Zhang San took the bucket, Li Si took the basin, and Wang Wu knocked on the rice bowl. The bedroom was hit with antimony barrels, which were convex here and concave there, and the antimony barrels were hit to the bottom; Ceramic washbasins and rice bowls are splashed beyond recognition; None of the boys in the dormitory can play a complete set of music skillfully! Among them, Shu, Xiang KH and Xiang F have the most tacit cooperation, which is seamless and perfect. I am surprised that barrels, pots and bowls can make such wonderful sounds that I always think that the music played by the "Dormitory Percussion Band" is the most beautiful percussion I have ever heard.

Time flies, in 2005, the "Changji" expressway was opened, Guanzhuang, as an important town in the southwest, was connected with it, and a high-speed entrance was built, which greatly facilitated people's travel. "Jackie Chan Guan AAA Scenic Spot" is centered on Jackie Chan Guan, connecting Gaohuashan and other surrounding scenic spots as a whole, and is famous for "Shanhaiguan in the north and Jackie Chan Guan in the south". Since March every year, thousands of tourists have come here, and thousands of tourists are crowded with scenic spots and streets of Guanzhuang every day. At the same time, Guanzhuang merged Woxi Town, Ben Lee Township and Huangmaoping Township, becoming a big town in Yuanling County after Chengguan Town. Two vertical and six horizontal streets are full of traffic every day. The whole street is full of tall buildings, shops and merchants and tourists. The resident population has exceeded100000. Yuanling No.6 Middle School also took the parallel express train, integrated the former Gongjiawan Middle School and Ben Lee Middle School, and cooperated with Yiyang Gaoping Group to lead Jinshan Middle School and Huangrangping No.9 Middle School. Limited by the lack of development space in the old sixth middle school, I moved out of the original school site and went to Gongjiawan Middle School on the west side of the expressway. It has developed rapidly and become bigger and stronger, second only to Yuanling No.1 Middle School and comparable to Yuanling No.2 Middle School.

The former site of the Old Sixth Middle School has become today's Guanzhuang Primary School. Strolling on the school gate avenue more than ten meters wide, passing through the tall and luxurious official gate, and entering the newly renovated campus, everything I saw was so strange that I couldn't remember anything. Just at the foot of this land, there is a familiar smell. It must have been thirty years ago, when I was studying here, that feeling was firmly rooted in my heart and I can't erase it.

? Jiu Nan May 65438+May 2020 afternoon.