My senior year, my Maotan factory days.

Wen | Yu Yu together

It's been four years since I graduated from college in 22. No matter whether I am in college or at work, whenever I face the pressure of exams, I always dream that I am in the classroom of senior three, either studying math or taking an exam. In my dream, I still regret "I should have known to study math well!" I woke up suddenly at a loss.

with a sigh, "fortunately, it was a dream!"

I went to high school for four years, the first three years were in my hometown county, and the second year was in Maotanchang Middle School, a famous college entrance examination factory in Anhui. At that time, I just wanted to repeat and start all over again. I never thought that this year would make me have nightmares for many years to come. Even so, I have never regretted it, because this year, under the supervision of teachers and with my own efforts, I was admitted to the provincial key book with less than three grades, which is no regret.

I lived in Mao's life that year, summed up in eight words-bad luck is on the left, luck is on the right, and the intertwined bad luck and luck make me feel so incisively and vividly whether I am sad or happy.

I didn't expect to fail in the college entrance examination in the first year. How can I get a reward if I don't pay? Today, I tell people around me that I went to school in Maozhong, and everyone who knows Maotan Factory will be surprised and say, "Are you from Maozhong?" It feels like a prisoner I was released from some prison. However, at that time, I was really ignorant and fearless. The night after the college entrance examination results came out, on June 25, I decided to register in Maozhong. At that time, my parents were working in other places, so I couldn't make it back for a while. I had to ask my fourth aunt to accompany me to the ravine to register. Yes, the Maotan factory was in the ravine, and my fourth aunt was still pregnant at that time. It is estimated that she was tortured badly at that time. Registration is also very simple, even if you hand in the admission ticket, you will sign up, and you will be notified later. You must know that the repeat students in Maotan Factory will be full in one and a half days.

after half a month, I paid more than 4, yuan in tuition fees freely and went to school. At that time, I was resolute. I didn't think twice, only the newborn calf was not afraid of the tiger's fierce strength. Now I am very grateful for the reckless and fearless momentum at that time.

The balance of grades is always tilted

My English grades are ok, and I rank high in every monthly exam, so every time I finish writing English words by heart and walk in the toilet, there are always classmates who say hello to me and say, "Hey! Depend on you! " Because I don't know why, obviously there are still many English scores better than mine, but the head teacher always likes to ask me to correct the words written by dictation, which may be my luck.

I don't know if you know what it's like to have two tremors while reading, so I have a deep understanding. Every time the head teacher reads the math score, my legs really tremble in my seat. Even if my hands are pressed tightly, I will keep shaking. When I hear my score read, you can always hear the head teacher yelling, "What score did you take!"

Every time I get my monthly exam results, it's because of math, and my results are always in the middle. Every Sunday night, the class teacher likes to cut off the math papers that have been tested one by one, and then find math scum like me to stand on the balcony and do it. Sometimes I can't do it, and sometimes I let the water go when my classmates know it. I swear, I gave math half the time when I repeated my studies, but he has become a pain in my life, so when I chose arts and sciences, I gave up my favorite biology and chemistry teacher in Shuai Shuai because of math. Because of math, it takes me only one and a half hours to finish English every week, and half an hour to watch math, because as soon as the exam is over, the class teacher will call me to the balcony to do math problems; Because of math, I stood on the podium when I first entered Maozhong. It was quite happy to stand on the podium for the first time after going to school for so many years.

I always write here regardless of the image. It seems that my image has already appeared in front of me. When I first entered school, I carried a schoolbag every day, and the straps were too long to put on my arms. I always ate steamed buns and drank soy milk regardless. When I enter the classroom every morning, it's dark. Once, in the dark corridor, a person may not be able to stand it any longer, so he gently pulled my strap onto my shoulder. This person is J, who is still in contact with me and is one of my few good friends. Besides, I just make do with it in winter. I drag gray Snoopy slippers on my feet all winter. Because they are dirt-resistant and have no heels, I can go to the classroom in the morning and save time. Later, I was dressed so big that I didn't follow my feet when I walked, and I could always hear the harsh "ta ta". Hair will always be a low ponytail. To save time, you can't even use conditioner when washing your hair. Now that I think about it, Mao Zhong's life has also been quite enriched by me. I really want to go back and help the little girl buy clothes and shoes because she has no time.

I'm obsessed with flowers occasionally

Do you have a favorite color for what you're reading?

I liked blue very much at that time. No matter what I bought, blue was the first choice. I came out of the canteen at noon that day and walked in the empty canteen square. A boy wore a blue jacket with some gray, and a gust of wind passed by me. I turned my head in surprise. That moment was the first time I saw a boy dressed in blue so well since I was so big. From then on, I remembered the back of that blue dress. Sometimes when I walk on campus, I always want to meet. I believe that God loves me. I really met her later. She was in the lower classroom opposite our classroom, and I saw her clearly. She was really good-looking, with big eyes, fair skin and yellow hair that set off white and made the sun shine. I wonder if he knew there would be a girl at that time, and once she met her, she would secretly look at him.

once, I was having dinner with my deskmate y in the corridor, and that beautiful blue figure caught my eye again. I dragged her to watch it together until he sat in his seat, and y laughed at me for being a nymphomaniac. Now that I think about it, although I don't know his name, I don't know how he did in the exam in the past and how he is doing now, as long as I see blue, I will think of that beautiful blue figure. Even if he is standing in front of me now, I don't know if it is him, but as long as I remember, in that depressing environment, I still have my own little thoughts and my own little happiness, which is a warm-hearted thing. Thanks to the blue boy for giving me a boring life.

Girl J was the girl who used to sleep in my upper bunk. Later, she moved out and was admitted to medical school. For me, she is also an angel who gives me warmth. I still remember that Sunday, the weather was getting colder. At that time, I ate two bags of spicy fish, and as a result, I studied at night, and my stomach ached so much that I could hardly breathe. Unfortunately, I happened to meet the class teacher and get angry. The reason is conceivable. The class failed in the monthly exam. At that time, I always felt that I didn't have enough oxygen, and I couldn't hold on any longer. I felt suffocated, but I didn't dare to raise my hand. I finally got up the courage to raise my hand slowly. He didn't see it yet, so I thought, forget it, it's a big deal. Later, maybe God wanted me to live well. After the self-study class, I was all fluttering. My deskmate helped me back to the dormitory and lay on the bed, motionless. It was J who filled a big plastic cup with boiling water and stuffed it into me to warm my stomach. That night, before I washed it, I fell asleep with the quilt in my arms ... I think that night was really painful and moving. J is the first classmate who cares about me when I was a teenager, so I always remember her clearly, and I hope she will get better and better on her way to angels in white.

Girl Y is my teasing deskmate. She always tells me many interesting things, occasionally leans on my shoulder, and hates me for being too thin. The bones on my shoulder hurt her, and she listens to me every day. I want to eat white rabbits and drink fish soup. She always listens silently. In study, we always encourage and help each other. On June 5th, I was lying in bed bored, thinking that I would go to Lu 'an in the afternoon, and I was about to take the exam. She was still in the corridor, and she was shouting "Yuer, Yuer". I turned around and saw her holding a disposable cups, reaching out to the bed and saying, "Tell me I want to drink fish soup every day and give you fish soup." Later, I learned that it was brought by her roommate's mother. It's a pity that I'm still so thin and have so many bones on my shoulders. When we meet next time, when you still lean on my shoulders, will you still think I love you?

Girl C is my roommate who sleeps head-to-head. Although she is tall, she is actually a lovely girl with little feeling. I told her that watermelons grow on trees, and she was dubious ... She looks ordinary, but she passed the piano level 1 and was once a member of the women's basketball team of Hefei No.8 Middle School. Once, she and I stood on the balcony of the dormitory to watch boys play basketball, and we also agreed that we would have the opportunity to go to Hefei and she would play basketball for me. As a result, this agreement has not yet been realized. At that time, we would often eat together and go back to the dormitory. She would tell me things I didn't know. Once I had an accident, she would hold me in her arms and cry. She really wanted to tell you that I would go to Hefei to see you and watch you play basketball if I had the chance! I think your lithe figure must be beautiful.

The boy W is my friend when I was a student in No.2 Middle School. From the first year of high school to now, he has always called me Sister Yu, who is obviously older than me and act young, but I have always been glad that I have such a friend, just like my friend in the third year of high school said, I really envy you, and there is a friend like W. We have rarely contacted each other since graduation from No.2 Middle School, but I know that whenever the other party has difficulties, a phone call or a text message. I wrote about him because I had just gone to Maozhong at that time, and he was not afraid to go a long way to see me. A few days before he left for school, he contacted me and asked me what I wanted to eat. On Sunday afternoon, he arrived as scheduled, and I said a lot of snacks and bought a few more things he liked. Perhaps, he thought the delicious ones were the best. We had a simple meal with Lamian Noodles. He sent me back to the classroom and left. He came to see me, and I was really happy. He left, and I was very sad. My mood was like a roller coaster. At that time, I just went to Maozhong and didn't have any friends. I was really happy to have an old friend come to see me. Perhaps, you will think that our friendship is not simple, but everyone who knows us knows that we are just very good friends.

On the day when the college entrance examination scores came out, I was still working as a summer worker in the factory, and he called to help me check the scores. I'm timid, afraid, afraid to check, afraid of not doing well in the exam, so I keep crying, crying … I don't know how to face the bad results. But he was on the other end of the phone, always comforting me that it's okay. It's okay. Like a child, he coaxed my ID number. I reported it word by word, and he waited word by word, and he wouldn't get angry with me. When he knew the result, he shouted at me happily, "One book, one book, it's okay!" . At that moment, I felt that having this friend was really a happy thing.

Boy B is a friend I want to thank most when I repeat my studies in Maozhong. I don't know if you are doing well now, but I really want to tell you that year, thank you for your encouragement and blow. Without you that year, I might not have scored in my later college entrance examination. B is a white-skinned boy who loves to be funny and is a big float in the eyes of the teacher, but a mysterious person in my eyes. I forgot how to talk to him, and I met him. I only remember that I was poor at math, and I was afraid that others would dislike me for being stupid. I only dared to ask him math questions, and he wouldn't say I was stupid. After the explanation, he would ask me if I understood it at night, and he would tell me again if he didn't understand it, or he would tell me if he thought of another simple method. At that time, I didn't know how to repay him, so every time he asked me an English topic, at night, I would list a series of grammar knowledge of the same knowledge points to him, and I was afraid of being misunderstood. Fortunately, I went early in the morning and put my notes on the knowledge points on his desk.

At that time, in order to encourage us to study hard and have a good monthly exam, the head teacher would set a challenge object before each exam. As he later told me, he said a lot of things to discourage me, so every time I challenged my opponent, I set a B. Even in the college entrance examination, I wrote him a challenge book. If I can still read that challenge book now, I will really feel that I am quite struggling. Perhaps in the first year of Mao, many of us were repeat students in the same boat. After going to college, we rarely contacted each other. I vaguely remember that on the day of the end of the college entrance examination, he was drunk at night and called me and said a lot of words of thanks. Actually, he was quite surprised. I always thought that I was the one who should say thank you most. Really, I never said thank you to him properly or said goodbye properly.

I want to say to B: "If you can see what I wrote, please remember to accept my most sincere thanks for all your help and encouragement that year;": Thank you for bringing me some food that Simon doesn't have when you go to the North Gate to improve my life. Thank you for taking the initiative to help me with my meal when you saw that I didn't go to dinner. Maybe that year, you were just charitable, but I remember it in my heart. Really, thank you! I hope you will be as fond of laughing and optimistic as I remember, and you must be happy in the future. "

If the boy B is the person who helped me a lot in the process, then the boy J, the boy who put my strap on his shoulder, put a good end to my repeat life. J is a sunny and talkative person in my impression. In fact, in private, my roommate and I both think that he looks a bit like an Indian. In fact, he really looks like an Indian. During my college years, J and I kept in touch and became good friends. To get to the point, there is a reason why he gave me a good end to my life in Maozhong. The last monthly exam should be the best one of all my monthly exams, but I was close to the college entrance examination, and my heart was very uncomfortable. I was afraid of losing the college entrance examination and the gap was too big. I was listlessly lying on the railing that day. He should have seen my anxiety and stuffed me with a note that read: "The direction of the wind."

Actually, that note was written to him once when he failed in the exam. That time, it also made me feel that helping others is actually helping myself.

"A world in a flower and a heaven in a leaf." I don't know if you, like me, like to pay attention to every grass and tree around you, for example, the grass that I've been paying attention to these days, struggling out of a crack in the stone.

This is a small green leaf struggling to grow under the small stone pier in front of the canteen square. Hundreds of people pass by it every day. I don't know if anyone has ever stopped for it. I like its toughness and it adds green and vitality to this hard and cold concrete floor. I remember one afternoon, I studied too hard, and when I passed by it, I squatted there and looked at it, thinking that the heaven it carried should be happy, because it kept going outward and upward, and it should be to give the heaven on my back a wider world. It's just that it shouldn't have a chance to grow bigger. Maybe when it wanted to grow bigger, it was removed by the cleaner because it didn't fit in, but it is still the eternal green in my heart.

that's almost the end of the story. Although it was a memory eight years ago, I still remember it vividly and miss it now.