The times are advancing, society is developing, and time seems to be speeding up, harshly pressing us. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoWhen the morning bell of the new century suddenly rang, we suddenly looked back, we have gone through most of our lives.

If survival itself is a kind of luck, then it should be a kind of destiny for us to meet again thirty years later. Tears, fluctuating in distant memories, stirring up the many desolations, sufferings, strengths and maturity left to us by history. Everything, no matter how far away, seemed like yesterday, as if everyone was still young, fanatical, simple, impulsive, reckless, brave, stumbling forward with blood and sweat.

Life was so wonderful for us when we were young. Born in New China, he grew up under the red flag, bathed in the sunshine of the party, edified by the auspicious wind of Uncle Lei Feng, and released the ideal white dove in the blue clear sky: study hard, make progress every day, and strive for the cause of communism......

Unfortunately, just as it was the time of jointing and tasseling, we were also caught in and involved in that "unprecedented" catastrophe like the people of the whole country, and then we were suddenly thrown into a "vast world" that was completely unfamiliar with the dazzling halo of ideals. History has played a pathetic joke on us! The contrast of reality, the alienation of ideals, the coldness of the world, and the distortion of the soul make us full of idealism taste almost harsh whipping and rough grinding, like a nightmare.

When I woke up from a nightmare, it was no longer the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning.

Thirty years ago, the young man in the flower season is now full of autumn frost. There are so many things left over from that era, and they are pouring out of our hearts. We burst into tears, laughed and fell into longing. That history is always immersed in the tide of our feelings.

So, thirty years later, we got together again, and the incomprehensible "Educated Youth Plot" dragged us to look back at the depth of the years and years again.

The girl who was like a flower and jade back then, her red face faded, and the fine lines in the corners of her eyes were full of wind and rain; The young man who was vigorous back then, calm and sophisticated, his gray sideburns were full of mature vicissitudes. In the face of history, the textbooks of life have taught us to be calm and understand the coldness.

There are no complaints, no curses, no laughter and singing wind, and no helplessness. We just look at it affectionately, with laughter and tears, but we try our best to find the shadow of the past through the ruthlessness of the time tunnel. He, she, he, she...... Him, she!

The beautiful, friendly and so familiar shadow was gone!

A low sigh made our eyes suddenly moist again, and made our hearts chirp.

Wang Puji! Li Yulan!

A sad and poignant heart-wrenching story unfolds wet after the dash of going up the mountain to the countryside......

Although the two of them are in the same school in Jinan Railway No. 1 Middle School, they actually don't know each other like most of our classmates. When the educated youth in the countryside get together, they have the cordiality and honesty of brothers and sisters, and the common love and hatred and common soul of the vast majority of our classmates have been forged on the land of Chiping.

On April 6, 1970, Wang Puji, Li Yulan and nine other classmates from Jitie No. 1 Middle School came to Chiping and settled in Sanli Village, He Pan Brigade of Chengguan Commune, and began their careers as educated youths. Three years later, Li Yulan, who worked as a private teacher in the village primary school, was recommended to go to Zaozhuang Normal School.

At the farewell party held for Li Yulan by the educated youth group of the He Pan Brigade, people said many words of hope and blessings with sincere feelings, but Wang Puji was silent. In the second half of the night, a bleak and tactful harmonica sounded in Wang Puji's dormitory, and it continued to chant until the light of day......

More than three years of life as an educated youth have been in the same boat through thick and thin, so that the thoughts and feelings of the two of them have quietly undergone subtle changes. The mutual affection in the common destiny and the like-mindedness in the yearning and longing have connected the two young hearts together.

Probably from 1971 onwards, some of the cadres who had been incorporated into the "Revolutionary Committee" by the "three combinations" began to take power, and their children flew away from the countryside with happy flapping of their wings. It can be said that the phenomenon of "going through the back door" corruption, which has caused widespread dissatisfaction, also started from this, and said in the letter that the front door is not all good, and the back door is not all bad, which further fuels the spread of this trend.

Millions of educated youths seem to understand all of a sudden, "What is it to take root in the countryside and do revolution?" I see! -- Since then, the morale of the military has been weakened, and the ideals have collapsed. The illusory cause of "anti-repair and anti-repair" has lost its camouflage, and there is no way out and hope for the future, so the educated youth began to become wild and uninhibited, cynical, and the spiritual kingdom fell into confusion.

Male and female intellectuals who are in the turbulent period of adolescence, once they lose the temptation of their ideals and the goal of struggle, the feelings of loss are naturally attached to each other who are sympathetic to each other.

On the night before Li Yulan's departure, the two had a heart-to-heart talk. They talked a lot, a lot. The night breeze chirped, and the young people's hearts were very uneasy with each other, and they couldn't finish saying how many words, and how many words didn't seem to need to be said again. The two of them walked side by side on the path outside the village, and it seemed that they could feel each other's heartbeats.

Li Yulan looked up at the deep night sky, sighed softly, and said, "After graduating in two years, I will come back." ”

Wang Puji was silent for a while and said, "Come back, I'll wait for you to come back." ”

Li Yulan glanced at him and smiled: "He Zhishu and the people in the village also said so. ”

"Really? All said so, so do I. Wang Puji also smiled.

It doesn't sound like a rhetoric, and it doesn't seem to be any Top Gun, this simple and sincere word, only the educated youth in the situation can taste the rhyme, it can be said that this is a natural outpouring of water, and it is also the only feasible choice for them at that time. Because the distribution principle of students at that time was "community to community" (note: community is commune, that is, students recruited from the countryside are still assigned back to the countryside after graduation), and in the face of the unpredictable fate of the educated youth, they did not dare to have vain expectations.

Perhaps it is also a kind of providence, a year after Li Yulan left, Wang Puji was also admitted to Liaocheng Normal School.

Since then, the "life of educated youth" rooted in Chiping has begun to fall apart, and the originally relatively complete and vigorous educated youth group has gradually withered like a dandelion after autumn.

What is unexpected and bleak is that the movement of going to the mountains and going to the countryside, which once affected tens of millions of students and families across the country with such vigorous gongs and drums, has actually dragged on for an inexplicable length and disappeared in such a vague way.

Almost every student who left the educated youth group had mixed emotions before leaving, and had mixed emotions about the empty shelter they had lived in and were about to say goodbye to. On the smoky loess walls, there are remnants of high-spirited posters and propaganda columns when he first went to the countryside; There are remnants of the letter of determination full of bold words, the experience of touching one's soul, and the exchange of experience in learning the worldview of the poor and middle peasants. On the faded red paper, slogans such as "Take root in the countryside to do revolution, oppose repair, defense and build the Great Wall" were faintly discernible.

Now that's all over, and it's gone! If it is a kind of spicy satire and ruthless whipping of the distorted era at that time, then what remains in the hearts of our educated youth is the indelible sourness and hidden pain.

"Can anyone tell me what is right and what is wrong? Who can-who can tell me what is, what is, what ......" Listening to Li Chunbo's desolate singing today, isn't it a true portrayal of the ending of our generation of educated youth?

Regardless of the tone of this ending, what kind of positioning history will give it, for the vast majority of our educated youth, this history has come to an end after all. For Wang Puji and Li Yulan, it is a new stormy journey and the beginning of another difficult life.

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