In fact, it is probably right to say that this road is smooth. I say "probably" because I often walk alone on this road, and many of my footprints are not clearly seen by outsiders, including my family.
My original school age was six years old, but my aunt thought I was too weak and my family was in financial difficulties, so she didn't let me go. The fortune teller said that my "flower root (that is, life)" was good at going to school at the age of two, and my aunt believed them. In this way, I was eight years old when I was in primary school!
Although I didn't go to school when I was six years old, my aunt used these two years to teach me how to add and subtract double digits. I have forgotten how I learned it at that time, and my neighbors praised me. On this basis, coupled with the advantage of age, my primary school grades have been among the best until I finally reached a peak.
In the last exam of junior high school and primary school, I happened to meet Zhong Ping Middle School, a middle school in our county, to recruit experimental students. Zhong Ping is the best middle school in our county. There used to be only high school, not junior high school. The purpose of recruiting experimental students this time is to recruit the best students in the county, starting from junior high school and sprinting to national famous schools six years later. So all the teachers and students in our school attach great importance to this exam, and I live up to expectations. Finally, I got full marks in mathematics and 92 points in Chinese, and got the first place in the township.
I still remember the morning when I got my grades. I was helping my dad cut wood. Aunt Hongbo, the school teacher, came home and told us the good news. I couldn't believe it myself at that time. Happiness really came too suddenly. Later, Mr. Xie Shengqi was led by Feng Chang. Feng Chang came second in that exam. Teacher Sheng Qi didn't know the way to my home, so she left. The teacher mainly discussed with my dad about the remedial tutoring in the next few days, because I had to take the exam again in the county, and the final result was like this.
In the next few days, the atmosphere at home was very relaxed, and the family talked and laughed. Aunt still got up early to cook porridge for me, but the wrinkles on her face were much longer. I go to school with a schoolbag in my hand every morning. On the way, I met a very familiar person and asked me why I went to school after the holiday. I just told them that I was different, and I was flattered without saying much else.
But the so-called impermanence of life, as Forrest Gump said, life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you are going to get. The joy at home didn't last long, and I also ushered in the first hurdle on my way to school. The results of the second exam came out. I got 196 (out of 240) and Feng Chang got 197. Feng Chang got in, but I didn't. The school said that I missed a point and that I was a little biased because I got 103 in Chinese and 93 in math. In addition, some villagers who work in the county said that the admission score is actually 195, and my quota was topped by others. What is the specific reason? I don't know now, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, I didn't win the lottery!
If you can't get into the experimental class, you'll have to accept your fate and go to our Fuzang junior high school. Although this middle school produced many excellent students, at that time, I didn't have much hope for it. When I entered the school, none of the students who scored the best in the senior high school entrance examination here could get into Zhong Ping, and I gave up a little myself. Moreover, most students will go to junior high school for training and learn basic English pronunciation at the end of primary school, so many of them have already known each other and become one, and I was absent from the preparation experimental class at that time, so I couldn't integrate into the class group at first, especially when someone asked, "Aren't you admitted to Zhong Ping?" I don't know how to answer.
When Feng Chang came back from the Spring Festival that year, I compared the final exam results with him. He is ten points taller than me, but I am still in the top three, and he is ten points behind. What a big gap!
Since then, although I still study hard and the teacher's praise can temporarily satisfy my vanity, I feel confused about the future. I told Chao Bin more than once that after graduating from junior high school, I would go to a technical school and then go to work in Guangdong. Although reluctant, this is probably my future life. I still remember that Chaobin told me every time, and no one knew until the end. Yes, he is right. My second trip to school was also an important turning point in my life!
I don't know what impression my words and deeds left on my family during that time, but I think they should see that I have no fighting spirit and lack of vitality. But ABBA and Auntie are both out-and-out farmers, who are not good at words and have a low education level. Even if they see my helplessness, they don't know how to work hard and where to start. Everyone is worried about the youngest member of this family!
Finally, in my first summer vacation, I was fetching water and taking a bath that night, and my father suddenly said to me, "Transfer to another school. I heard that the ordinary middle schools in the county are good." "But it's private and the tuition is very expensive." I'm a little worried. "Expensive is expensive, better than Fuzang junior high school!" Second brother spoke. At that time, the second brother had begun to scrape turpentine and was the main labor force in the family. He usually doesn't talk much, but this time since the second brother said so, things are settled. I was still a little confused at the time. Did they discuss this matter long ago, or did they decide it temporarily? Opinions can be unified so quickly, which shows that I care about my business at ordinary times!
The next day, my father and I went to the third year of high school to have a look at the environment, and felt that everything was fine, at least the building was much better than the rural junior high school. We paid the registration fee of 100 yuan, and since then I have become a transfer student here. I'm here with Chaobin, Jiang Chang and Huasi from the next village. Jiang Chang and I were assigned to Class 5, Grade 2, Huasi to Class 6 and Chaobin to Class 10. The head teacher of our class is Wei Zhonghui, who is one of the most grateful teachers in my life.
When I first transferred here, I felt very uncomfortable because I was not familiar with the people and things here. Moreover, because in rural areas, teachers often use our local dialect in class, and we use Mandarin in communication here, the pronunciation can't turn around for a while, so we often make mistakes and make a lot of jokes. However, with the passage of time, we can gradually adapt to these changes, but the gap between some people cannot be eliminated.
In this school, because it is run by the people, there is basically no entry threshold, as long as you have money, you can enter, so the students here are mixed and varied, some from remote counties, some from other cities and even other provinces. Some of these people have been well-off and have achieved good results. The dual advantages make some people feel superior and dislike our countryside. I remember that there were several such students in the class at that time. One of them was Chen, whose name I won't say. Several times, when I asked him questions, he always kept silent. One night, he told me that Mr. Wei Zhonghui wanted to talk to me, then turned around and left. I asked when and where, but he didn't look back, kept walking, waved his right hand back and said he didn't know. This action is very "chic", but I will never forget it! Later, this "chic" action was repeated several times, which made me really unforgettable.
Although I know there is a gap between the education level in rural areas and here, I used to be the top three in this rural middle school, but now I am not necessarily worse than anyone in the same environment. However, contact with these people also has "benefits", because they let me know that a smile can have different meanings and let me learn how to disguise myself. Although both of us don't recognize each other, there will always be some contact and some necessary conversations every day, so we can't think too hard about the good side of our relationship. In that case, let's put on our coats. The same smiling face, for some people, there is only sneer in my eyes!
Facing the expensive tuition, the ardent expectations of my family, and those neglected cold eyes, I struggled hard. At that time, I was in class for two weeks in a row, so I could have two and a half days off. I often didn't go home during the holidays and stayed in the classroom and dormitory. On holidays, the school canteen is closed and there is a temporary powder stall at the school gate. Grab the rice noodles, sprinkle some chopped green onion, add two pieces of lettuce and put them in a plastic bag. Half a bag, or mostly water. It's only one yuan and twenty cents each. This is my three meals. I'm not full or hungry. Ten dollars will enable me to spend a small holiday.
Daily necessities are sold at the school gate, and the school forces everyone to wear school uniforms, which saves me a lot of money and avoids the embarrassment of having no clothes to wear. Moreover, I don't need to go shopping, never go to Internet cafes, and I am a standard bookworm except books every day.
Morale was high, and my efforts were not in vain. First, it gradually emerged in the class, and then it broke out completely in the first mid-term exam. I got the fourth place in my grade, the first place in my class, and got full marks in history, completely surpassing that classmate Chen. At that time, the happiest thing was that the teacher always praised the top few when he came back with the test papers, but my name was always there, and the students changed from surprise to exclamation, "How is it him again?" Yes, that's me, a rural transfer student, no worse than anyone else! However, no one knows, that night, I lost sleep, and tears streamed down my eyes, for myself and my family!
That classmate Chen later came up to me and said, "I can't see it, it's awesome!" " "I smiled and said," is forced. "I also wanted to do something' smart', then I thought about it, but forgot, because he is no longer my goal, and it is meaningless to argue with him. Although he became very close to me after this, I never recognized him in my heart.
With the running-in of time and the success of the scientific research, I have gradually adapted to everything here. The once high-spirited teenager is back, basically getting along well with his classmates, and his daily life is full and happy. But with the end of the first semester approaching, my heart began to be restless again.
At that time, the cost here was more than four times that of the same period in China. Every time I go home, I can't bear to see my family working so hard for me, so I have the idea of transferring. At that time, there were basically several middle schools in the town, but in the end I wanted to return to the original Fuzang junior high school. Actually, I was ambivalent at the time. On the one hand, it is hard work at home, on the other hand, it is academic.
I told my aunt and them that ordinary middle schools are too miscellaneous and bad. Later, I called Mr. Ling Biqin, my head teacher in the first grade of Fuzang junior high school, and told him that I wanted to come back next semester and ask him to order books for me. The mood swings in my heart are also unstable, and I am often absent-minded in class. Later, the news that I was going back reached teacher Wei Zhonghui, who only said "what a pity" to me. Now think about it, these three words contain too many meanings.
It is necessary to introduce Mr. Wei Zhonghui here. She is from Nanning. She just graduated from college not long ago. She has a cheerful personality and a good face. She often tells us interesting stories about her college life. She looks like our big sister and can blend in with many classmates. She is our head teacher and math teacher. However, at that time, Class 25 was the noisiest class in the whole grade. As a class teacher, Mr. Wei was furious about this, but it had little effect. Evening self-study is often like a vegetable market, and sometimes the teacher from the next class comes over. So at that time, I had no sense of belonging to such an ordinary middle school. I'm only here because the teaching conditions here are better, that's all.
The final exam came as scheduled, and as the teacher expected, I failed in many subjects. I was already in bed the night before I left school at the end of the term. Teacher Wei came to inspect the dormitory and urged the students to go to bed early. You came to my bed, patted me and told me to go out. I followed her to the corner of the stairs. Her first sentence was this: "Political achievements have come out. Guess how much you got in the exam? " Her expression is so serious that I dare not look her in the eye. It feels much brighter than the dim lights in the corridor. I bowed my head and said nothing, like a prisoner waiting for a judge's verdict, but I knew the result would definitely be bad.
"You are only 78 points, and there are 9 in our class with more than 90 points!" She looked disappointed and I continued to be silent.
"Guo-,you this achievement is far from, what's the matter with you? Do you want to transfer to another school and become confused? "
"No, I ..." My first reaction was to deny it, but when I looked up and saw the teacher's threatening eyes, I felt that there was nothing to refute. What she said is basically true.
"Why must transfer? You are learning well here, "the teacher continued, but the tone has become very gentle, restoring the watery side of southern women." "
I didn't want to say it at first, but so many things have been pressing on a developing body, which makes me a little overwhelmed. No one can know the anguish in my heart. At this time, I finally found an exit.
That night, we talked from eleven o'clock to a whole hour in the morning. From my family, in the past, present and future, most of the time, the teacher was talking, but I became a listener. Teacher Wei Zhonghui's soft voice sounds weak, but every word seems to hit my heart.
Compared with a person's life, an hour is too short, so short that it can even be ignored. But for me, that hour that night was enough to affect my life.
Finally, Teacher Wei Zhonghui said, "Your goal is not to be flat, but to be expensive!" Gao Gui, that is, Guigang High School, is the best high school in this city. Hearing this sentence, I suddenly looked up and my heart was full of ups and downs. When I was in junior high school in the countryside, I wasn't even sure about it, and Gao Gui didn't even dare to think about it. How can I not be surprised that the teacher made such an assertion? This time, I looked the teacher in the eye. Her eyes are full of affirmation and encouragement. It's true. She really has confidence in me!
"Yes, teacher, I remember!" I nodded heavily. Yes, teacher, I remember your words, and I remember your feelings even more!
This night, I have no sleep again! Final decision, stay! As teacher Wei Zhonghui said, only when I am in good health now will I have greater ability to support this family in the future. Aunt ABBA, please forgive my child for being selfish this time!
Such a decision has contributed to a sense of gratitude, but at the same time there is a sense of guilt. Miss Ling Biqin, I'm sorry. I broke my word and couldn't go back as promised. I'm terribly sorry. I didn't even have the courage to call him to apologize. I'm a little timid. Although I will meet him occasionally when I go home a few years later, we can still talk and laugh. Miss Ling has long forgotten this estimate, but I can't forget it!
I am glad that I met teacher Wei Zhonghui on my way to school. She took me through another fork in the road.
In the second semester, I came with Chao Bin and Jiang Chang left. On the afternoon of registration, I went to the classroom and met Mr. Wei Zhonghui. She smiled with relief and said, "I've been looking forward to it all day." In the morning, I began to ask others if they had thanked me. Now you are here at last. " I also smiled and replied that I would definitely come.
When school started, our political teacher changed to a new one. Unfortunately, I'm not sure what her last name is now. I'm ashamed. After the first class, the new teacher came to me and asked, "Are you thanking me?" "Teacher, it's me." "Your teacher Wei told me that your politics is weak, and you can come directly to my office if you have any questions in the future." "Yes, teacher, I will, thank you!" I really appreciate it. On the first day of class, two teachers took special care of me! Later, my grades in political science rose steadily until the end.
At the end of the semester, we are about to enter the third grade. In order to adapt us to the heavy courses in advance, Mr. Wei Zhonghui gave us a lot of homework in the summer vacation and asked us to finish all the after-school exercises in the textbook. These questions are not difficult for me, but there are too many. I have never done them because I have to do farm work at home during the summer vacation.
Time flies, and the next day is the day of school. I didn't touch those homework. What should I do? I can't give the teacher a blank sheet of paper. The more I think about it, the more I feel sorry for Mr. Wei's special care for me. Do it quickly. I still have time, one night, don't I?
I slept in the stairwell of my new house at night. The house is not decorated and there is no electricity. At night, I light oil lamps and candles. My bed is simply to put a board on a few bricks and a mat on it. Outside the house is a field, but there is no interference.
That day, I went to a small shop near the village and bought a bag of candles. After a hasty meal in the evening, I came to my small stairwell, lit a lamp, took a pen, turned over a book and started my fight. I sat on a small bench, because the bed was too low, so I had to bend down to write. At first, I only lit the oil lamp. After writing for a while, I felt it was too dark, so I lit the candle. Although it's still not bright enough, I don't care so much. I just want to finish these exercises quickly.
It's just that I knew there was a lot of practice long ago, but I didn't expect so much. From eight o'clock in the evening, an hour passed, and I only wrote a small part. I knew then that I had to fight tonight. Besides, I have been having problems with my eyes. When I read or write for a long time, I feel dry and miserable, so I go out to the roof for air every once in a while. It happened that the weather was fine that night and there were few moon stars. The dark mountains in the distance are faintly discernible and rolling. Not far away, the village is brightly lit, with the sound of TV and voices, and occasionally dogs barking. It's just that every time it comes out, it's a different story The moon moves to the west, and the lights change from bright to dim, from the noise at first to the complete silence at last. Only frogs and insects in the remaining fields seem to have no concept of time.
I don't write again, my homework has been finished. Look at the alarm clock in bed. Just after four o'clock. Get up and go for a walk. This time it's not because my eyes are dry, but because I'm too sleepy. I hope the cool wind outside can refresh me. At this time, the surroundings have really calmed down, basically there is no sound, quiet and pure, quiet and serene, and the moon has passed more than half of the sky. However, such an environment has deepened my sleepiness. I told myself to sleep for a while, just for a while, and then do my homework when I woke up.
Lie down as soon as you come back, lest you overslept. Hurry up and set the alarm clock so that you can sleep well. That time, it was probably the fastest time I fell asleep. I fell asleep immediately after lying down, definitely a deep sleep. I just felt that after a while, the alarm clock rang and the time showed 5: 30, which proved that an hour and a half had passed. Reluctantly, I got up calmly and went outside to see that the sky was a fish-belly white. At this point, it was already a deep sleep. It is estimated that the villagers are still immersed in their dreams, leaving me with little time. Re-light the lights and continue the fight.
Finally, at eight o'clock in the morning, I finished all the exercises, and a new exercise book was almost full. At this point, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief Although I am very tired, I am proud of myself. From eight o'clock in the evening to eight o'clock in the morning, except for sleeping for an hour and a half, I was basically calculating and writing all the time. I didn't expect to stick to it until the end.
When I packed my things and went home, my father asked me why I came back a little late today. I said I was too tired yesterday and overslept. However, when I came to school with my exercise book, I was told that Mr. Wei Zhonghui had resigned and left the school, and there was no teacher to check those homework. But I don't regret my persistence that night. I learned a lot from the experience that night. The only regret is that I can't personally say thank you to Mr. Wei Zhonghui. It is estimated that such an opportunity will never happen in my life.
When I entered the third grade, many students complained that the schoolwork was too heavy, but I actually didn't feel anything, as if I was used to it. Most importantly, I'm not as lonely as I was in Grade Two.
Because every day in grade three is busy and monotonous, over time, no one will lose morale. At this time, you need to find a bosom friend who will fight side by side. And Chaobin is my good partner from childhood to adulthood. We transferred together, and naturally we got close. At that time, we ate together every day. In order to make effective use of these few minutes, we would ask each other questions, mostly historical questions, such as the content of a treaty, its historical significance, who signed it with whom when and where, and so on. If you can get it right, finish it in one breath and continue eating. If you can't remember, just eat and think. If the other party knows, you can prompt. If both sides can't remember clearly, go back to reading after dinner and ask again at the next meal. When we go shopping, so do we. By repeating this memory, the course of history is basically solved, so although I seldom take time out of class to read history books, I have always achieved good results in history.
Later, another such comrade-in-arms, Liuzhou young man Pan Yongdeng, lived in Pingnan with his grandmother. How did I know him then? I really don't remember. The first impression he gave me was very simple, very simple. Smiling is his trademark expression. After being with him for a long time, I was also infected by him and my personality became cheerful. Therefore, although I am busy every day in the third grade, I have always been in a good mood. Occasionally, he will teach me their local dialect, Guiliu dialect. I can still remember a few words at that time, but now I have forgotten them. However, having their company on the way to school is indeed a great blessing in life.
At that time, English was my weakness In order to remember English words, I write some words on my left hand every day and take them out when I have time. Many times I don't remember a few, and after washing my hands, it's all gone, but I don't care. Just remember that I can get acquainted.
At that time, we had morning reading every morning, and we read differently every day. We basically read three courses, Chinese, politics and English. Our English teacher and head teacher, Mr. He Peiling, once told me that English meant a sore throat and asked me to go to the podium to help me read English in the morning for a few days. I have been afraid to say yes. He Laoshi thought I was too shy to go to school. I know that I am not good enough and my ability is limited! I wasn't there when I thought of teaching phonetic symbols in the first year of junior high school, so many pronunciations were not accurate, and I didn't know it after practicing. It happened that I was a representative of the political department at that time. Teacher Guo, who taught politics, asked me to study politics in the morning, and I readily agreed. Although my Mandarin is not good, I should always be better than English. At least I know more Chinese characters than English words! Teacher He Peiling never told me about English reading again.
In the senior high school entrance examination, I was admitted to Gao Gui as I wished, and I finally lived up to everyone's expectations. This time, I won a breath for my family. It wasn't long after I heard that the admission notice came down, my alma mater knew that our hometown had made publicity, with my father and my father's names on it. As a result, my father's name is basically known throughout the town. Later, he often came home and told me that he was asked if it was true today, and of course he was sure. I was still very excited when I told you. Once, I accompanied my aunt to a market and went to a clothing stall. When she saw me, she asked her, is this the one who was admitted to your high school? My aunt said yes. To tell the truth, I seldom see my aunt so happy, and her face is full of heartfelt pride. It is worthwhile to make them laugh so happily once, and the hardships and tiredness they have suffered in these years are really worthwhile!
Compared with junior high school, senior high school curriculum is more difficult and stressful. Besides, in Gao Gui, I have no advantage at all. Most of the outstanding students from three districts and two counties and cities in Guigang gather here. Perhaps everyone is the best in his original school, and no one here dares to say that he will always be king. Many people can't stand such a huge contrast. Although they have studied hard, their rankings are far from what they expected. As time goes on, they have given up a little. Fortunately, I didn't become one of them.
In fact, the overall atmosphere in Gao Gui is very good. For me, being able to grow up here and enjoy everything here is more important than my grades. At that time, the high schools in the city basically implemented exam-oriented education, and students kept doing homework and making up lessons. For example, on weekends, many schools only take one day or even half a day off, but in Gao Gui, we still take two days off, like some long holidays. Those who should take seven days off never take six days off. These systems give us breathing space and more time to do what we want to do. Although such a system may make Gao Gui lose some students from Tsinghua Peking University, no matter what the outside world says, Gao Gui remains arrogant and unmoved, and is unique in this city.
It was also in Gao Gui that I learned to play badminton, a sport that fascinated me. I want to thank this "coach" Hu. At that time, his skills were very good, and I had never been exposed to badminton before. He can play with me then. How did he put up with my ignorance as a rookie? Boredom, I guess. In my sophomore year, I broke two badminton rackets in my class and interrupted a solo racket of the "coach". In the third year of senior high school, playing ball after school at night was our best way to relieve stress.
For three years in high school, I insisted on taking a cold bath at school every day. Although there is hot water in the back, you can charge it with a card, but I just want to see if I can stick to the end, which is also limited by poverty. In winter, in order to resist the cold, we all sing loudly and take a bath at the same time. Sometimes it's so cold that my teeth tremble and I don't even know what I'm singing, and I'm often the one who shouts the loudest. Because of this, I was promoted to the position of Culture and Entertainment Committee by Li Junlin in the second semester of Senior Two. There happened to be a drama party that semester, which was directed and performed by students. Two classes performed a script together, and the cultural and recreational committee members were in full charge. For this, I am exhausted. In order to find the script, I borrowed some plays from the library and watched them in class. I was still watching them when others were sleeping at night. Finally, I felt that those things were too old and dissatisfied. After spending a night in an Internet cafe, I finally found a modern drama "Wish".
The script has been decided, but how to arrange it is the most important thing. At that time, the director and actors had to be determined first. The cultural and recreational committee member of another class said that she was very busy, because the final term was approaching, and no one wanted to be the director. Finally, I accepted the position. I'm a director, but I really don't know anything, just who will arrange the first scene every day, and I can't help you. During that time, my mind was full of things related to drama. I am always absent-minded in class, which was once said by our class teacher Man Xinwen "Manniang". Fortunately, I was finally discharged from the hospital. Although the performance at the party was really unsatisfactory and a little hectic, I tried my best and had a clear conscience!
After the performance, Mannia and I had a short talk. In the corridor, she first asked me if I scolded anyone during the rehearsal. I said no, she asked why, and I told her that we were all classmates, and swearing always felt inappropriate. I still remember what she said, something like this: "People don't mind a person who curses for work, it is responsible for their own work." Now that I am out of society, I have a deeper understanding of this sentence and can let go of some swearing actions. Swearing people don't have to be annoying, on the contrary, they sometimes have to be respected!
It is puzzling that I actually got the second place in my class in the final exam, and my grades rose instead of falling, which is amazing.
Although I did a little wrong in the college entrance examination, I was finally admitted to the university by surprise, which took a complete step for my study.
I said it was a smooth journey, but it wasn't. I can go to the end not because my "home mountain" has good feng shui, nor because I am smart enough. This is an endurance journey full of sweat and tears. There are still many roads, which I have walked through and bumped into, and now they are buried in my memory and unknown. The long road to study is also the hard way for children from poor families to go out. Only on this tortuous road, because of the expectation of my family, the companionship of my partners, the comfort of my classmates and the selfless help of my teachers, I have come all the way with bitterness and sweetness, wind and rain and fragrance. Although the muddy footsteps are heavy, they are also practical, and the years leave traces and endless aftertaste!