To our youth.

Written in front: I dreamed of the teachers and classmates in that classroom countless times and was deeply touched by a certain news countless times. Memory is the existence of an individual. Because of the sensitivity of the borrower's identity, it seems that his memory has also improved. Although fragmented and chaotic, it is as clear as ever. I only recorded it from my personal point of view as a souvenir to restore our former teenagers in my eyes. ...

In life, there are always some things that are hard to erase in memory, and there are always too many fleeting things. When I feel that I don't remember yesterday, but some details and faces more than 30 years ago are vivid, I certainly know that what I remember is the gift of God, including youth and ignorance, happiness and suffering. Some innocence, gone forever, deeply missed.

The seasons are changing, but those moments are eternal. ...

We come from the same group: 190 Class 3, Grade 1, Middle School.

The clip flows in the montage:

The monitor's words are always funny and infectious, and a party is finalized after three or two times in the group. Of course, I don't know how many words the monitor said when communicating with everyone. There is nothing to say. Sir Yao, who runs everything silently, is their style. We also put gratitude in our hearts.

We get together on a beautiful day with blue sky and white clouds. Although we have only seen them once in more than 30 years, they are not surprised at all. Yao is still so deep and cherishes words like gold. Dr. Yuan is very artistic. From the shoulders, we can see that the monitor is still very humorous. What he says and does is the monitor's appearance. The goddess of architecture adds beauty and gentleness on the basis of the past. Yang Tao's face is my familiar smile with brackets, talking about all topics. Young naughty children's shoes or jokes. They have said goodbye to their thick black hair. Now it is estimated that it will take some effort to imagine a person's face being completely covered in the sports meeting. Guo Tan, always mentioned by the monitor as a girl with a pigtail, is unfamiliar and never talks. I describe him as he described me, little reincarnation. Laughter omitted)

Needless to say, zhangyan is as familiar as her sister next door. As soon as she saw me, she came to pick me up and see me off. She was afraid that I would get lost. She is afraid that the timid little girl from other places hasn't grown up yet. I remember that one year she was going to emigrate, and I was frightened, so she always came and went in my dreams. Finally, Chen Yanwen, who has been promoted for some time, has made my time trance. I haven't seen you for a long time, and I can't always transition from today's dignified maturity to the simple young girl in my mind. There is also an impression that Mr. Ma, who is sitting at the back of the classroom and especially likes to learn how to keep his back straight, carefully looks at every teenager in the classroom. Years have infected our faces, but things in our bones are always difficult to change.

But also can not help but sigh with emotion once:

I can't bear the fleeting time, but I can't escape the teenagers here. ...

On the 105 floor, you can see the sky in Beijing. The monitor asked us to leave a window and a group of photos with artistic conception and no face. The human figure of our regiment in the Nuo Hall feels very poetic. Of course, this day will be remembered, but when we are 80 years old, how can we find that invisible face and vague figure? Monitor, developing magnifying glass and reading glasses, otherwise who are those little black shadows?

During the dinner, the male students discussed who should be cleaned up first in national affairs. In the end, there was no conclusion, only remembering to pick the coward first, but the high-end topic of this "high-end" conversation brought infinite fun to everyone, especially Dr. Yuan's enthusiasm. Dr. Yuan also asked about our ancestral home one by one, and finally came to the conclusion that we came from all corners of the country. The second half of the sentence should be better than brothers.

Then Chunsheng dominated the discussion of western tourism, and the goal seemed to be Qinghai Lake. I'm too idle to remember, and then more interesting childhood stories are dragged out from time to time, which makes me laugh: for example, Chunsheng said that he couldn't be a policeman because he had a mark on his face when he wrestled by bike, so I'm worried that if he became a policeman, he would talk and make those bad guys dizzy and lose their dignity.

When he was about to raise a glass of red wine, Mr. Yao said leisurely: Is this a wine tasting? Hey, when you sent out the tall buildings and the wide-angle Second Ring Road, I felt that I was standing in the country watching Beijing. I remember many years ago, when my monitor and classmate Yang rushed to Huangcun from the city to see me, they were excited to meet face to face, but they passed by at the school gate. They are looking for a little girl with pigtails, while I am looking for two naive teenagers. Then, with some regrets, time passed, but fortunately, we met. Time urges us to become the pillars of middle age. I didn't even know what to do with the cream on the cappuccino in the cafe, the monitor said with a smile, while stirring and drinking. I still remember it today, as if it were yesterday's kindness. I am a country girl, haha. There is an expression pack missing here.

After dinner, in the high sky, the Milky Way and the Deng River face each other. The night in Beijing is hazy and gorgeous. A group of childhood friends are still wanting more between the two rivers ...

You must remember a good day of the year, especially in early autumn.

When I got home, I was still immersed in the joy of meeting each other ... only a few words popped up in my mind:

You can fold flowers straight, don't wait until there are no flowers.

Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! .

A party is like a catalyst, and memories pour out like a flood. ...

Lens 1: The iron gate at Yaner Street 19 in Nanhe has been walking back and forth for five years, becoming a memory post. The chapel on campus is the auditorium of our students, where we attended numerous meetings. The scattered lights in the church will certainly record the way we listen carefully or whisper or peek at novels, as well as the way we recite poems, sing and dance on the stage. That is our youth.

The playground reminds people of the way we run and exercise, and the way we practice group dance for National Day. In this way, at a certain moment, we also appeared in Tiananmen Square and danced hand in hand, but now we can only remember the music of Dolaji, but only unforgettable emotions have no details and content, but how many people can remember the intersection of memories? It is also memorable, because the fun is hidden there.

I remember our morning exercises and running around the surrounding hutongs. Some students joked that Zhao Jie and Liu Guimei could take the opportunity to go home. I'm afraid it's hard to see such scenery again now. It has always been a pity that we went for a spring outing. When we came back, we heard that four generations of movies were shot in our school church and playground, and many students and teachers became extras.

Many years later, I remember Yang Qiang and Xin Li walking into the campus to watch. The teaching building is still the same, and the office of the Youth League Committee at Moon Gate has not changed. It seems that I heard the laughter of the beautiful teacher Jiang and the training of the hoarse voice of Mr. Bu, which made the students very scared. The church seems to be surrounded.

Things are inhuman and sentimental.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. ...

Scene 2: Teacher Song is the most important and unforgettable class teacher in my life. That day, I heard on the table that she had been gone for five or six years. Although I have already laid the groundwork emotionally, my heart still hurts a few times. In addition to teacher Song's enthusiasm and positive energy, she once said to me by the pool after class: I really hope you are my daughter. This has warmed my life. For me, far away from my parents, it is a bright light. I feel that Class One and Class Three in Senior High School have made me feel much kinder, and I have lost the sense of alienation that has been rippling in my heart and the loneliness under the wall. She also affected my cognition. After teaching, I have never said harsh words to my students, because I know that one of your words may affect your child's life.

Scene 3: Miss Gao, a Chinese teacher, came in, prone on the table, his glasses wobbled in his hand, his big eyes and deep eyelids or eyes drooped, and he shot at us from above. Usually he speaks ancient Chinese, and he always asks us with a southern accent: We were laughing all the time on the way home. Now we can't see the age in the distance, and we can only feel that time is the most powerful thing, and all tangible things will be restricted.

Teacher Fan's single eyelid and thin lips left a deep impression on me. She always throws us a string of English words, which is very simple. Whether you can answer or not is our business.

Lens 4: The ranking of each exam should be posted like a poster. Zhang Ke almost always comes first. It is my pain that I can't be surpassed. I remember I was humiliated when I came fourth in the exam. I have been planning in my mind how to sneak into the classroom in the middle of the night to make the poster disappear, but it didn't come true in the end, otherwise it would be a joke now. It's ridiculous to think about that silly one-track mind now, but is that stubbornness and stupidity also a commemoration of youth? Now everything can be laughed off, which also proves that time is old. ...

Lens 5: Lian Chunhong is a girl with strong working ability in the class. I remember when she went to the blackboard to answer questions, she always pulled her skirt back to her seat. He Laoshi said, you can turn around and go, but she insisted on returning, which became a vivid picture in my memory. Xin Li always wriggles when answering questions, perhaps to relieve his nervousness? Zhang made fun of him at the last party. Li Xingang wants to introduce herself. The monitor said, Xin Li, give me some twists to make everyone laugh again. She is a talented woman. The long poem she once wrote seemed to praise China and was recited by the whole class. I still remember that she always went to Donghuamen to eat fried pimples with Xin Li at noon, so she had deep feelings. ...

I remember Yongjie can draw. Many years later, I was pleasantly surprised to learn that Chen and I were in Australia. I finally met my own people. Chen Wen in my impression is a handsome and stubborn representative of chemistry class. I always see his hurried back in the narrow alley near the toilet opposite the school. Now that the schools have been demolished, there are no traces of the past. There is no reference to finding a school. I still remember joining the army with Chen and receiving photos of their young and youthful female soldiers, which have been treasured until now. ...

Zhangyan is always prone to study there, ignoring her looks and remembering only a pair of big eyes, so that after graduation, the photos of her red skirt and black skirt surprised me again and again. It turns out that green flowers can be so beautiful. Too much intersection with her can be an independent chapter.

Lens 6: I always look up and see the navy down jacket on the bus. That's Yang Qiang. Because we both borrow books, this same identity adds a kind of feeling of not talking and being kind. I also appreciate his exquisite calligraphy. I feel that Yang and Yao are always conspiring together in a low voice. Is it like the state affairs that Yuan cares about now? Later, Mr. Yang completely subverted the old impression. He is already the eldest brother of a thoughtful and knowledgeable neighbor. Thanks for time, he is very talkative, so we can enjoy listening. If we were still in middle school, wouldn't we just be speechless and lose our brilliant joy? Just suddenly, I heard that I went to Tibet, and I was still a little sad. I have always felt that seeing or not seeing you there will be very reassuring, and this long distance will inevitably make people feel scared, so Mr. Yang's villa on the hillside. However, the remote video at the dinner table is a bit disturbing. Why did you run so far from England? How about missing each other? Or did you change the venue for the rest of your life? Just kidding. I hope that several students abroad will be safe from the virus.

Scene 7: Yang Tao can always talk about various topics about Kan Kan. Physics is so good that I envy it, because He Laoshi's southern accent and my natural barrier to physics always break me down. I am also a photographer in our class. Many photos have been kept, so we should have two more drinks next time. What I remember deeply is that Yang Tao sat in a seat by the wall until the teacher came in. At that time, I thought: How do Beijingers know so much? Why am I so stupid?

The monitor changed several times, Zhang,, ...

In my recent visit, I only remember that Mr. Song often held class meetings at the class gate, and what happened was already outside the cloud nine. ...

I don't remember Zhang as a monitor, except for that pair of thick glasses. Wang Leyan's campaign speech still lingers in my ears, and it is very effective. Needless to say, Zhang, a humorous monitor, always wears a very spirited black jacket, with two black and white neck edges shuttling freely in his memory. ...

Scene 8: In the dream, we often go to a park for a spring outing and find a note to answer questions on the prescribed treasure hunt route. At the dinner table, we finally know that this is the eight best places to go. The clearest plot is a cross talk between Wei Lun and Zhang Banzhang while resting in the gazebo, surrounded by girls' attentive eyes. The eye-catching power of these two handsome guys is proved by photos, but what did they say at that time? Who remembers? If only there was a recording, how precious it would be, and you can know how interesting and stupid we were, haha.

Everything is invincible in my mind, which becomes the above idea. ...

Class 3, Grade 1 roll call:

Telly, Gao Jun, Guan Hongyu, Zhang Yunqian,, He Xiaohong, Jia Jiongfeng, Xu Hong, Huang Haihong, Li, Liao Hui, Chu Donghui, Wei Lian, zhangyan,, Lou Liming, Wang Yibing, Xu Bin, Liu Jun, Chloe Wang, Zhao Lixin, Jason, Chen Xuemei.

Many people have never met after graduation, but they miss it very much. We met in the purest emotional age, with the same past and memories. We participated in and witnessed the best part of each other's lives.

Green and purple stripes are lingering in my heart. The world is so big, but only we have been together for three years. Can we say that this is not a precious life-long love?

The autumnal equinox has passed, the rain is falling, and the memories are lingering, but they can't be written into a chapter, just like this little idea. ...

Paper short love, classmates, are you okay?