If you go back to the past, everything repeats itself

Will I understand the point of life

Not afraid of setbacks and blows, no empty complaints

Let me see further

If you go back to the past, I still fall in love with you

Do you care about never forever

Or after a short talk of love zaijian

Give me a little space

I don't make promises lightly anymore

No more changing yourself for whom

After life, shiyanaiqing is inevitable

I'm still looking forward to tomorrow

Haizhuang, an ordinary and ordinary town under the jurisdiction of Pingchuan County, Qinxi Province, China Republic, is about a four-hour drive from the provincial capital Fengyuan. The town on the Loess Plateau has a population of about 20,000 people, and more than 60 percent of the adults belong to the Qinxi Calendering Equipment Factory, a heavy machinery factory that moved from the northeast to guard against the Soviet invasion. In other words, the town was built around a machine shop that ranked among the best in the country.

In 1983, there were only two "main streets" in front of and behind, and a dirt road connecting the two main streets, and on both sides of the street, except for the scattered small shops, were patches of bungalows and dirt floors. After the heavy summer rains, the whole street becomes muddy, and the ankle-thick yellow mud is enough to make all pedestrians frown.

The gate of the factory children's primary school is not far from the most prosperous intersection of Qiandajie, the school is not large, two dilapidated two-story buildings and a newly built four-story teaching building, plus a dusty playground make up all of it. In the eyes of the post-2000 people, it was here that the children who seemed to be dressed rustically began their "gray" childhood.

"Classmates, Dad gave you 1 orange, Mom also gave you an orange, how many oranges do you have in your hand?" On the podium, a female teacher in her early thirties, dressed in a gray coat and wearing old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses, was giving a math lesson to the children.

"Two ...... "All the children shouted in unison, puffed up their strength, and stretched their voices so loud that they could be heard clearly by those standing outside the hallway.

"Yes, the students are right! 1 orange plus another orange equals two oranges, so 1+1=2!" said the female teacher with a smile as she turned around and wrote 1+1=2 on the blackboard. As soon as his eyes flickered, he saw the boy sitting in the penultimate row by the window looking intently out of the window, and he didn't know what novelty had caught his eye again.

The female teacher couldn't help but sigh secretly in her heart, and shook her head secretly helplessly. If it were any other child, I'm afraid she would have screamed to remind him not to get distracted in class by answering questions, but for this child, first-grade math class is really nothing, and it's no wonder that he looks out the window.

At the beginning of the semester, when she took over the class, she didn't listen to the class at all, only sleeping, practicing calligraphy, reading extracurricular books, and looking at the children outside the window, but it took her a lot of painstaking work, but whether it was talking to him or talking to his parents, she tried her best to speak, this child still did his own thing, except for not listening to lectures during class, he did everything, and fortunately, he never disturbed his classmates to listen to the class.

But to tell the truth, this kid also has his outstanding points, just six years old, he has already read two or three thousand, according to his own words, except for "Dream of Red Mansions" after reading a few chapters of the other three books he felt incomprehensible and threw them away, the other three have been read no less than three or four times. He can memorize the ninety-nine multiplication table backwards, and arithmetic within the fifth grade of primary school is not difficult for him at all. Although the test did not get a perfect score, the mistakes were clearly caused by the kid's sloppiness. What surprised these teachers even more was that this child's knowledge of geography, history, and literature was not inferior to that of their teachers. After learning about this child's situation, she didn't care about him anymore, and let him be free in class, as long as she didn't disturb others to listen to the class. However, this Fang Mingyuan is also a well-behaved child, in addition to reading all kinds of extracurricular books in class, he just looks out the window in a daze, and never provokes other children.

"Alas, this kid is so young that he could have considered going straight to junior high school, and it's no wonder he's sitting here carelessly, these courses don't appeal to him at all. The female teacher thought as she wrote on the blackboard. At this time, especially in this small township, there will be no special classes specially set up for those talented teenagers, and as for the young college students who will appear in the future, it will be an unheard of miracle.

This is not tall, and even a little short among his peers, the boy is named Fang Mingyuan, his father is called Fang Sheng, a native of Qinxi, and his mother is called Bai Ping, who is an old third student from Yanjing. In addition to the two elderly people in the family, there are two uncles, one of whom works in Fengyuan, the other is not yet employed, and two aunts who have just joined the workforce.

Fang Mingyuan, who has been taught to read and write by his father since he was three years old, only stayed in kindergarten for three days when he was a child, so he said that he would not go to that boring and restrained place, fortunately, the two old people were retired, and Fang Sheng often worked night shifts, so he didn't worry that no one at home would take care of him. In addition, this kid has always had a sweet mouth, never caused trouble, although he doesn't look like Pan An, but he can be regarded as handsome, plus he is the eldest son and eldest grandson in the family, who doesn't like such a well-behaved child in the family, even his parents' co-workers, as well as the neighbors around him, have always been fond of him. Especially some young aunts, every time they see him, they have to hug him and make out a good time. And the uncles and aunts who have girls of the same age in the family can't put him down, and the doll relatives in the joke have already married him three or five families.

In China in the early 80s, although most people were able to live a subsistence life, for the vast majority of people, meat, eggs, sugar, peanuts and other things still need to be purchased with tickets. If you want to eat it on a regular basis, it hurts. Fortunately, Fang Sheng's parents have pensions, the family has a few chickens, and the two aunts pay part of the family's salary every month, and the small life in this small town is quite good. Adding an egg to Fang Mingyuan, the darling of the family, is not an excessive burden for them.

Fang Mingyuan put his right hand in his pocket, casually fiddling with a boiled egg in his hand, he was tired of eating this thing for a long time, in this era, the food with a very exquisite taste and fragrance is definitely not something that most people can enjoy, even if there are enough raw materials, no one has racked their brains to think about it. Eating enough is people's first requirement, as for what color, flavor, and how to make it more delicious, it is not within the scope of consideration for most people.

In order to earn more overtime pay to support the family, Fang Mingyuan's parents did not spend too much time and thought on tedious housework, and most of those housework was still undertaken by Fang Mingyuan's grandfather and grandmother, who lived not far away. And they have experienced the ups and downs since the founding of the People's Republic of China, how can they expect them to have outstanding good skills? Therefore, for eggs, either scrambled eggs or boiled eggs, the "happy" Fang Mingyuan has only room to choose one of the two.

"Hey, Fang Mingyuan, what are you looking at?" a little boy sitting behind him poked Fang Mingyuan's back and stared out the window, and asked in a low voice. Except for a few poplar trees and an empty playground, how could Fang Mingyuan be so fascinated by this, the little guy was very curious, and couldn't help his curiosity and asked.

"Liu Yong, stand up!" the teacher, whose eyes were like torches, noticed his small movements almost immediately, and immediately shouted. The little boy who was unfortunately named had no choice but to stand up with a red face and pitifully under the gaze of his classmates. At this time, Fang Mingyuan's eyes turned back to the classroom, and a smile appeared on his little face - this Liu Yong, why does he always remember to eat or not, this is the first time he has been punished for talking to Fang Mingyuan in class.

The class time of each class in primary school is not long, and soon the crisp bell rang, and the children who had been aggrieved in the classroom for half an hour immediately rushed to the playground like wild horses without a halter, after all, at this age, children who do not like to play are an absolute minority. "Fang Mingyuan, what did you look at outside just now? I was punished by the teacher to stand!" Liu Yong, who had been punished for standing for five minutes, still remembered Fang Cai's doubts, and asked with a pout.

Fang Mingyuan smiled slightly, waved his hand, but did not answer. Liu Yong muttered a few words unhappily, turned around and went out. For this smart classmate, he has always been afraid - in the whole school, I am afraid that he is the only one who dares to wander his mind without scruples in the teacher's class, read extracurricular books without being reprimanded by the teacher, and he never listens to the class, and every time he takes an exam, he must be a double hundred, the first place in the class, just these two points are enough to make the vast majority of students look at him with envy and fear. But more importantly, he has a lot of homework that needs this front desk to tutor him, and if he is unhappy and refuses to help himself, Zuihou will suffer from it. Although he is young, he still understands this truth.

"Brother Yuan, aren't you going out to play?" A little girl with fair skin and a round face jumped in front of Fang Mingyuan, holding his hand with a smile and coquettishly, "Will you go out with me?" Okay, okay?" This little girl who is slightly younger than Fang Mingyuan is named Feng Qian, and she is the child of Fang Mingyuan's neighbor, and the two families are only separated by a wall. Feng Qian's mother and Fang Mingyuan's father, Fang Sheng, worked in the same workshop, while Feng Qian's father was serving in the military in other places and would only come back once in a long time. The relationship between the two families is very harmonious, sometimes Feng Qian's mother works the night shift, and Feng Qian is afraid at home, so she will go to Fang Mingyuan's house to sleep. For this lively little sister, Fang Mingyuan is very fond of her, not only often telling her stories, but also using his pocket money to buy her food.

"Sissi, I have a boiled egg here, do you want to eat it?" Fang Mingyuan smiled. This thing has to be given away, and you can't always keep it in your hand, otherwise if you go home at noon and be found by your grandmother, you will definitely have to be nagged again. Fang Mingyuan is not afraid of the sky or the earth now, he is afraid that the old man will nag in his ear, which is even more uncomfortable than being beaten.

"Brother Yuan, if you don't eat breakfast, Uncle Fang and Aunt Bai will definitely talk about you when they find out. Feng Qian said softly, "Grandma and grandpa should be unhappy again." Feng Qian's father has already died of both parents, and the relationship between the two families is very close, so the grandparents in Feng Qian's mouth refer to Fang Mingyuan's grandparents.

"If you don't say it, how will they know. If you don't eat it, I'll throw it away!" Fang Mingyuan deliberately made the appearance of throwing the egg out of the window, so frightened that Feng Qian hurriedly took his hand and snatched the egg down. You know, her mother will only scrambled an egg for her for several days at home, where is she willing to give it. Fang Mingyuan smiled and watched Feng Qian carefully peel off the egg skin and eat the whole egg, he still took care of this little sister.

However, when the class bell rang and Feng Qian went back in a hurry, Fang Mingyuan frowned slightly, everything that happened just now, including what happened in class, made him feel a sense of déjà vu, as if it had happened a long time ago, even the little girl's expression, words, and movements remained unchanged at all. This feeling has occurred from time to time since he was sensible, and as he grew older, it appeared more and more frequently, and he was naturally deeply disturbed as a child.

But he didn't dare to tell his parents, but he still remembered that after he encountered this kind of thing for the first time, he was so strange that he talked to his parents, and immediately made the whole family restless. Grandpa and grandma concluded that they had hit an evil spirit, and they were burning incense and worshipping Buddha, so they sent to find a great god to exorcise ghosts for themselves. His parents felt that this matter was irrelevant, but they couldn't stand the nagging of the two old men, so they still took him to the hospital in Fengyuanli, the provincial capital, for two days, which made him really suffer a lot of crimes when he hated going to the hospital the most. So since then, Fang Mingyuan has kept silent about similar incidents that have happened again in order not to enter the hospital.

Fortunately, in addition to causing him some mental distress in this kind of thing, so far, no other consequences have been found, and Fang Mingyuan, who is afraid of going to the hospital, can only continue to hide it like this.