Chapter 624 Revisiting the Old Place 5

1.

When standing in front of the teaching building where they had studied and lived again, Spring and Sun Li couldn't help but sigh.

After more than 40 years of wind and rain, this once glorious time, in the minds of the students of Huxian No. 2 Middle School as sacred as a palace, in the drizzle to show its vicissitudes, just like an old man, quietly standing in the deepest part of time, silently telling the changes of time and history.

The somewhat gray and reddish exterior walls, the mottled wall skins, the quaint old doors and windows, and the crimson wooden staircase painted with anti-rust paint, silently opened its warm and enthusiastic embrace to the two returning wanderers of Spring and Sun Li in this quiet afternoon.

Sun Li stretched out his hand and pushed open the two heavy vermilion wooden doors of the teaching building, and a long-lost breath came from the surface, this smell of books, chalk, and the smell of youth hormones, this kind of mixed smell of various flavors has appeared in spring dreams more than once.

2.

How many students have been sent to this historic teaching building in Huxian No. 2 Middle School? Perhaps no one remembers it. It is only known that generations of young people have set sail from this harbor of knowledge and love with dreams to the journey of their lives.

Now, this teaching building is no longer a place for students to study and live, but has become a school history exhibition hall. Just like the old man who is about to retire, after decades of ups and downs and hard work, he dutifully completed his glorious historical mission.

A few years ago, when Huxian No. 2 Middle School expanded its enrollment and engaged in civil engineering on campus, some people proposed to push this teaching building to be rebuilt. Fortunately, the leadership of Huxian No. 2 Middle School at that time was far-sighted, and in line with the principle of repairing the old as the old, this teaching building, which had gone through half a century of ups and downs, was preserved, and the tragic fate of the "Red Mansion" was bleakly withdrawn from the historical stage.

The school leaders rebuilt the first floor of the "Red Building" into the school history exhibition hall of Huxian No. 2 Middle School, and the second and third floors maintained the original state of the students when they were in class, making it a natural museum to witness historical changes and development. In this way, Huxian No. 2 Middle School regarded this red three-story building as a landmark building of the school, and also left it in the hearts of thousands of students of Huxian No. 2 Middle School.

After stepping into the long-lost school building, Spring stepped on the creaking wooden staircase and slowly ascended to the second floor. Sun Li became interested in the school history exhibition hall on the first floor, and looked at the buildings with great interest.

On the second floor of the teaching building, I found a classroom where I had lived and studied for three years, and the furnishings in the classroom were the same as when I went to school in the spring, with crooked desks and chairs, schedules and schedules hanging diagonally on the wall, blackboard newspapers with graffiti, podiums and teaching desks representing the dignity of the teacher, and the line above the blackboard made of red blow molding cardboard, "Challenging life is my choice without regrets, and winning the college entrance examination is my unremitting pursuit" How many students have been inspired to change their fate?

Sitting in the former classroom, sitting in front of the desk where I had studied for three years, everything in the past appeared in front of my eyes one by one like a movie.

It seems that in the spring, I feel as if I am still the child who has just walked out of the mountains, or the poor student who studies hard in order to change his fate with knowledge, or the ignorant hairy boy who tosses and turns for love and can't sleep at night...

It seems that the spring seems to see the homeroom teacher of the year standing on the podium waving his powerful arms, cheering for the students' learning; as if, as if the spring heard the sound of the classmates reading and the laughter of the students in the classroom; as if, the spring seems to feel the breath of the girl he has a crush on, Liu Qing, as if Liu Qing is sitting in front of him, as if the two of them are talking for a long time, the sweet breath, the slightly hoarse voice, the delicate laughter... It seems that everything is within reach.

3.

Spring sighed deeply, lit a cigarette, took a few deep breaths, and exhaled a thick smoke, and the illusion of the memory gradually became a cruel and real reality in the smoke that gradually dissipated. Spring sighed again, stood up, and walked slowly to the classroom window.

Looking down, there is a small patio outside the window that once brought a lot of happiness and a lot of longing to spring, and once made spring haunting dreams.

Lying on the wet windowsill, Spring set his eyes on the small patio. The former bushes of weak bamboos have now covered dozens of square meters of small patios, and the bamboo has grown to the position of the window on the second floor, and in spring I feel that I can catch the bamboo leaves swaying in the wind as soon as I reach out, and those moonflowers, wisteria and stone benches that used to play the leading role in the small patio have long been hidden in the clumps of green bamboo.

The lush green bamboos swayed gently in the breeze, and the light rain fell on the bamboo leaves, making a subtle brushing sound.

Looking at everything in front of him, Spring couldn't help but sigh in his heart that time flies and life is fleeting.

Time is like a wind that blows away yesterday, but it leaves us with memories. Time is like a window, opening tomorrow, but opening a future that we can't touch.

Where the road will go in the future, spring does not know. Spring only knows, everything in front of me makes me full of sadness, two lines of hot tears involuntarily flow down the cheeks of spring...

I don't know when, Sun Li has quietly stood by the side of Spring.

Looking at the tearful spring, Sun Li sighed lightly, reached out and gently patted the spring's shoulder.

All kinds of seemingly unreasonable performances in the spring today, as a friend of the same classmate for five years, Sun Li can understand it in his heart. Because Sun Li understands that this place has too many memories of youth in spring, and it also carries too much happiness and pain in that period of life in spring.