How to find the room number of 98 live beauty?

In the moonlight, you can see the way home. On the contrary, he

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Song Qingfeng and half a hundred educated and enlightened young people have not given up practicing calligraphy. Song is the boss, and fate is the end of Selinsing.

If I count all the places where I studied in primary school as my hometown, there are at least four, but what I remember vividly is Dongyishun Village, Yishun Township, Zhaoyuan County.

I was in the second and third grades of primary school there. Two years later, I moved away with my father's work.

Forty years have passed in a flash. To tell the truth, in addition to muddy country roads, adobe houses and grasslands, the face of my hometown Dong Yishun has been washed away for 40 years. How many names can I remember? Looking back on the people and events in those two years, it seems that only a few fragments can be found. For example, there is a dry fence in the northwest corner of the residential area of the forest farm, which is very high and wide. I ran over, dug out the eggs on the wall, inserted long branches into the snake hole, and stirred out the oversized snake. Who else am I with? On the temple of Peking University, the big-eyed thief was watered, his belly was cut open, his intestines were taken out, salted on the shelves, and dry wood was roasted to eat; Also, one night in late autumn, the electronics of Peking University caught fire, saying it was a mountain fire, for fear of burning into the Woods. The adults in the forest farm all ran to Beishan, and I also ran to Beishan, lighting a fire with branches. In the dark, the fire is particularly bright, and it is a long line of fire from a distance. At close range, it feels like a salamander.

The man behind the fire is like running after the fire.

At about midnight, the fire was put out; I still remember a classmate, who is Mongolian. During the summer vacation, he took me to ride a horse on Peking University Electronics, taught me how to grasp the reins of a horse, how to hold the horse's belly, how to prevent the horse from shoveling its ass, and encouraged me to get on the horse. But I just couldn't get on, so he got on the horse with me. After a few steps, I fell off my horse.

Later, I learned intermittently that he was the wrestling champion of Nadam Convention in the county, and his name was Bao Yuhuan.

At this age, I wonder if he can still fall? According to this train of thought, I can still think of some people, such as Liu who lives in my front yard. His father is a big fat man who can kill pigs, and his living conditions are better. In my memory, he was always wronged, and he could cry as soon as he said he was unhappy.

I heard that he became a soldier and was later assigned to the railway. I don't know whether he is brave or not. Another classmate, named Li Yuxiang, lives in a small post in the north of the supply and marketing cooperative. His father is the director and salesman of the supply and marketing cooperative. I once passed him with eggs and changed exercise books, pencils, erasers and other school supplies in the supply and marketing cooperative.

I went back to Dongyishun this time because of him.

That day, he suddenly called me and said, I am your classmate Li Yuxiang, do you remember? I took the liberty of asking him: When did you become my classmate? I am a classmate of yours in primary school. I'm Dong Yishun. My name is Li Yuxiang. Don't you remember me? I got your phone number from your reporter friend. When can you come and see if we can get to know each other?

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You may have forgotten that my family lives in a small post in the north of the supply and marketing cooperative.

Remember, remember.

In fact, how much I want to know him, just like an old friend I haven't seen for a long time, looking forward to a warm hug after meeting.

I haven't seen you for 40 years. I wonder how many memories I have of him. Today is my first day at work. In order to realize my dream of meeting my classmates, my reporter friend will come to Dongyishun for an interview and take me with him.

The car starts from Zhaoyuan county, passes through the seat of Yishun township government and travels north along an asphalt road.

This is that only way to the east and Yishun. Forty years ago, it was a potholed and muddy dirt road, and even a three-horse cart often missed the train.

Every month, the workers in the forest farm need to drive a carriage to Gezhi prison in the east of Yishun township government to get food supplies, and sometimes they send people back to the fields because they take the wrong bus and get on the carriage to meet them.

The asphalt pavement is worn out now, and it has changed a lot compared with that time.

The car just passed the racecourse and was stopped by an oncoming flock of sheep. We had to wait for the bleating sheep and walk on both sides of the car with their necks upturned.

Looking at the lovely sheep, I feel close to others. This is a unique ceremony to greet me in my hometown.

After the welcoming ceremony, the car continued to drive on the asphalt pavement, with endless grasslands on both sides, cows grazing, or in pairs, or in groups of three or five, and a unique beauty of the grassland unfolded before my eyes.

Yishun used to be a Mongolian gathering place, where people like to eat beef and mutton, drink a big bowl of black tea and sing Mongolian songs.

Yishun is the abbreviation of Mongolian semantic virtue, which means nine boys. Boys are boys. Mongolians like boys, and boys are good at riding and shooting, hunting and being brave.

Imagine that a long time ago, the descendants of Genghis Khan, including nine handsome teenagers, lived on the grassland with good luck and virtue, were brave and tenacious, and became a symbol of grassland in a period, hence the name "good luck and virtue"? There should be an unusual history on this grassland. There are not only the ruins of Tuchengzi ancient city, the legend of catching wolves, the ruins of King Ye Fu of Hade, but also the ruins of Little Laha, a national key protection unit.

Later, I learned that the fence with a bird's nest, snakes and running people when I was a child was the former site of King Ye Fu of Hade, and I don't know how many can be preserved now.

People haven't arrived yet, the phone has passed, and our car has just turned into the village.

In the courtyard paved with red bricks, there is a row of brick houses in the north, white plastic steel doors and windows set off the blue tile cover, and colorful flowers are under the courtyard wall, each of which is in full bloom. Outside the courtyard wall is a green cornfield, which is green in the sun.

When you step out of the car door, you will return to your hometown 40 years ago.

Li Yuxiang had already stood in the yard waiting, and we got off. Through the introduction of a reporter friend, I got to know my classmates.

Shake hands, look at each other and ask their parents, families and children.

Actually, Li Yuxiang's life is very good. He is an accountant in Murakami, and both boys are married in other places.

At the moment we met, none of us could find the shadow in each other's memory, but the subconscious reminded me that the obese and gray-haired man opposite me was my childhood partner who I hadn't seen for 40 years.

Do you remember what this place is? Li Yuxiang pointed to the village department and said.

Isn't this the brigade headquarters? This is our school, and now it is the village department.

What about school? The school moved over there.

Li Yuxiang pointed to the southeast.

Do you remember when we played with firewood? The school wants firewood, and we mow the grass on the edge of the woodland? Li Yuxiang talked about my memories with him 40 years ago.

The weather in the early days was a bit sultry. Li Yuxiang let us into the village office. The reporter said that he was looking for Secretary Li and was anxious to record the program. Li Yuxiang left the conversation and got on the motorcycle. I have no time to catch up with him.

So, I also walked out of the village and walked north along the asphalt road, watching while walking.

I can't believe this is my hometown 40 years ago. There is no trace of the potholed dirt road and the mud house with upside down slope 40 years ago. The asphalt road is like the central street, with red roads and blue tile houses on both sides, and a row of street lamps stands beside the asphalt road.

There are telecommunications, Netcom, postal services and credit cooperatives; There are hotels, hotels, supermarkets and health clinics here, just like a small town in the depths of the grassland, which is a paradise for the tired.

Where is my home? I can't find it. I even lost my sense of direction.

Home, my home, where is it? When I climbed the slope, it was the northern end of the village. At the top of the slope, you can see Beida Dianzi, the Beida Dianzi where I caught the big-eyed thief.

At this time, the driver drove over and said that Secretary Li had arrived. Let's hurry back. After recording the wolf camel, I will go to Tuchengzi to record the ruins of the ancient city.

Old classmates, it's not like before. Now it's three times a day. As long as you go to the countryside, I can pick you up whenever you want. Very convenient.

Li Yuxiang read my mind.

I turned around and went to the magical Laha bubble with the reporter to explore the desolate wolf lump.

My hometown Dongyishun was soon left behind by the car. I may have a chance to come back again, enjoy your heat and appreciate your beauty.

Dong Yishun, my hometown, so goodbye! Wang Zhengren was at home on July 9th, 20 15.