Wandering youth
Coming to this brand-new environment, in addition to being fresh and confused, the biggest trouble is the pain of idle eggs!
After entering the secondary school, there is basically not so much, large and strong learning intensity, all of a sudden from the cramming teaching environment, to a free range of environment, really a little uncomfortable, you have a lot of time to adjust and control yourself, which requires your own creative ability and planning ability, otherwise you will become idle, idle, so you have to find something to do, let yourself be full of real busy!
Although the study is not as tense as when I graduated from junior high school, to be honest, this makes an 18-year-old young man who has been doing everything step by step to arrange it is really a bit dazed and at a loss!
People always have to walk for a while, stop to review and summarize themselves, I think of the oath I once made when I stood at the gate of the primary school when I was skipping school in the fourth grade of primary school: I must write my words better than your teacher Yu Caiqin!
Soon I was idle at night self-study time, and even after class, I was always practicing calligraphy, recalling the words of encouragement from Yin Hongxiao, a teacher in the fifth grade of primary school: better than printed calligraphy!
I also practiced calligraphy with my friend roommate Xu Zhi, and later the fat and surprisingly fat classmate Fang Jun in the dormitory next door also joined in, thinking that a good hand, always able to make people think of words as their people, and also to prepare and pave the way for the future life, of course, in the end, people are not counted: 10 years later, a good hand is still abolished by the computer.
It should be said that whether it is pen or brush in this class I have been counted as a first-class good hand, in order to test and temper their courage, or bravely signed up for the calligraphy competition organized by the school, and even miraculously won a second prize, which is also considered to be a light for the class, but the whole class does not seem to know about my signing up for the competition, because I didn't say anyone, in fact, I am also afraid that if I don't win an award, my classmates will laugh at it.
A few years later, when our class president Wang Fang came to my house, the first greeting I greeted my wife was: When I was studying, your husband was a silent idiot, who never talked to people and never participated in any organizations and clubs in the school.
Although I am not short in the class, I just like a quiet and quiet lifestyle, and I don't like those strenuous sports, especially when the class organizes basketball teams, football teams, volleyball teams, etc., I always tell the class leader who comes to me: so many people grab a ball, how boring, just serve a ball by one person!
So I was like air in our class, but after winning the calligraphy competition, I felt that I had fulfilled my vow!
Soon after entering the school, the formal class began, and the Chinese teacher asked each student to come to the stage in the first class: give you about 3 minutes to introduce yourself, so that the students can get to know each other, but when it is really my turn: good guy, I have already stood on the podium as a child, I don't know how long I have been delayed this time, after a fierce ideological struggle, like Huang Yongjun's first night from the bed fell off the bed like a pain and stiffness, I feel that I am carrying my left leg and right leg to move to the podium in small steps, finally, my face is like a monkey's ass I stand on the podium, but I do
"Constipation" was stuck, and I couldn't even say my name when I stood on the podium for more than a minute...... It stands to reason that when I was in elementary school, there were a lot of podiums and command platforms.,At least it's commonplace.,Why is it like this?,(cough...)Is this a legend?
"If the female university changes at 18, the male university will also change?" Fortunately, the Chinese teacher Chen shouted in time
"Next", otherwise the heart hanged on the classroom door frame is gone...... Our school was about 600 meters south of Changzhou Normal School, and I had a lot of male and female classmates with good grades in junior high school who were admitted to Changzhou Normal School, so I would often go to the neighboring school to find junior high school classmates to play on weekends.
Soon I found a pen pal in my small class, and the pride of not admitting defeat in my heart was still lingering on the failure of the high school entrance examination essay.
Because I have more time to cultivate my hobbies, I can practice calligraphy in the evening self-study or when I don't go home on weekends, write letters with pen pals to increase my expression skills, and by the way, I also secretly signed up for the school's prose essay contest later, and the result also won the second prize, maybe I was in our class
"Second goods" geek, yes, as the class leader Wang Fang said: I still didn't tell anyone in the class to complete the operation alone, so this is not a class honor.
In order to show the students' literary and artistic talents and their ability to practice writing, Mr. Chen will send an A3 paper every week, asking each of us students to learn to arrange newspapers and compile their own articles, which is quite similar to editing a handmade version of the newspaper by ourselves.
Probably because I have already started to study advertising on my own, and I am familiar with some theories of advertising, plus my calligraphy skills and writing articles, every time Ms. Chen has to take the previous newspaper homework to mark and send it down, and then she will send another A3 blank paper as this week's homework;
After class, she will be put into the main window at the entrance of the school, anyway, I have never gotten it like other students after handing in this homework, but my Chinese score has been above 90 points, although I have passed through the school window countless times, but I have never read the content of the content, so until graduation, I don't know that my wonderful newspapers are in the school window.
(I didn't know about the shop window, until 2019, two classmates in the same dormitory said, "I still have a collection of what you did in school back then.")
"Newspaper", ask where it came from, wow, when I graduated, I came from the school window, and there was a piece in the window that was basically all yours
"Work" Wow, seriously, I really don't know, and I've never seen anything in the window, so I was rated inexplicably
"Literary youth"?!)