The first camera I came into contact with was a Seagull.

Later, when I wrote my memoirs and looked up information, I learned that this model was a 4A type!

I don't know what types 1, 2, and 3A are, but it doesn't matter.

I would like to emphasize here that the Seagull camera I used back then was completely developed in China.

I searched Baidu Encyclopedia, in the early sixties of the last century, China's national defense, public security, news, medical care, scientific research, sports and other fields were in urgent need of domestic high-end SLR cameras. Under the circumstance that the industrial base is quite weak, Shanghai Camera Factory was urgently ordered to successfully develop China's first high-end SLR camera, Shanghai DF-7 in 1964. It is also emphasized here that the photographic lens adopts the F1:3.5f, 50mm lens drawing designed by Changchun Optical Machinery.

As we all know, the core component of a camera is the lens, and it was not easy for Shanghai Camera Factory to localize this camera.

What I know was that it could only hold 120 black and white films. This is a medium format film with a size of 120 mm × 160 mm, which has a larger format compared to 35 mm film, allowing for more detail and better image quality.

At this point, I can only say that not to mention more details and better picture quality, we people can't even shoot the most basic, and it's really a waste for us to use this.

Now, I have forgotten everything about how the film was loaded, and then how to dim the iris shutter and so on.

Only one of the photos I left back then recorded what I used to do (this one is quite clear, almost all of our own photos were blurry like this).

But according to my personality of showmanship, I can't rule out the possibility of posing for photos back then, and even this possibility is very large.

It doesn't matter if it's a pose. As Mr. Yi Zhongtian said in his book "Ancestors", the first volume of "Chinese History", the important thing is the node.

In that era when there were no mobile phones, large-scale class reunions were still a very desirable thing!

Almost a week in advance, people began to look forward.

Every time we get together, we all have a good time, we all feel that time flies too fast, and we all feel that everyone will never forget such a beautiful scene.

But as time goes on, it will be difficult for anyone involved to recall that day.

Some people don't even remember it.

Thanks to Seagull Camera, we can reconstruct a few fragments of those gatherings today.

When I first conceived the outline of the book and wanted to write the chapter "Photography," I thought about writing these dozens of black and white photos of high school reunions as a separate section.

Not necessarily how much text there is, just for these photos.

Just to recall the story behind these photos again!

Naughty Ding also.

This classmate who was played by me with the mysterious "C latter" has not seen him for many years, and he is the heroine in the poem "Guan Ding Ye and Lin Wei Quarrel" written in the previous chapter. Now it's just a little interaction in each other's circle of friends to learn about each other's recent situation.

If it weren't for this photo, no one would have thought that such a lady would have such a scene back then.

Judging from the back, the bow of the boat should be facing away from the camera, this Taoyuan classmate who I wrote in couplets "Yellow leaves return to their roots and often protect the tree, and the peach blossoms think more about the source with the water", went to Guangdong after graduation, and there were many letters earlier, and in a blink of an eye, I can't remember when the last time we met.

Back then, we didn't study so much, maybe it was just because I didn't like to study that I didn't feel that the study task was not heavy.

So we always have some time to meet. Sometimes it's small, sometimes it's the whole class.

At that time, there was not much place to play in Daqing, and most of the class gatherings were to go to several parks, one was a children's park, another was Longfeng Park, and the other was Liuchang Park.

These parks all have lakes and boats, so I have practiced my ability to row a boat.

Yang Hua said: "The rowing in the middle is Xu Qianjian, who was called Xu Qianjin at the time, and later changed his name, Song Zhitao on the left, and me on the right." (The photo used is provided by Yang Hua)

There is a blurry photo of a two-person three-legged game, how does it look like the female classmate on the left is running faster, and the classmate on the right who is tied to me I don't know who it is, if it looks like Wang Gang from the hat, but it's absolutely uncertain, it's really not visible, but it's certain that he dragged me back.

I can't remember this scene anymore and don't know what I'm doing.

From a photo that is not blurry, you can feel that the girl pushing the bicycle in the middle is Zhao Xinhong. The classmate on the right, who doesn't know male or female, should have looked at her bicycle tire full of dissatisfaction.

I also learned that we almost always rode bicycles around in those days, even when it was a class reunion.

I was sitting on a volleyball, and it seemed that we played volleyball in addition to the two of us and three legs, and I really don't remember that.

I could only tell from my clothes that I was serving. I will write about this most important set of clothes for me, and I will devote a separate section to Chapter 8.

For now, think of it as a prop that can tell me from the crowd.

Don't know who I'm wrestling with.

For me, who prefers to convince people with virtue, I don't really like this kind of violence.

I've always liked tricky exercises rather than clumsy ones.

I also don't like similar tug-of-war, wrist wrestling, etc.!

Still with little strength.

Although this classmate who jumped from the tree was extremely weak, I always remembered that he was Ran Fahai.

He is not very tall, and he once wrote the poem "Ye Yingying, Bi Yingying, who are the branches poured for", I don't remember the back, I thought these sentences were well written, and then I remembered them inadvertently.

I guess I haven't seen him since I graduated.

It seems like.

This must be an indefinite adjective, otherwise it is really easy to make mistakes in my memory. Especially when it comes to human memory.

There is no way, the ruler is short, and the inch is long.

Interaction with people is my "shortness".

The one with his head tilted in the sea of flowers is Wang Gang, a classmate who can rarely remember where I live.

Normally, I rarely pay attention to where my classmates are, whether I have siblings, what my parents do, and so on.

His home is at the Xinhua Power Plant. The reason why I remember it so clearly is because when a dormitory student introduced each other, he said it, but I don't know where this place is.

At that time, Daqing was a few places with buildings, and basically knew it. So when he said Xinhua Power Plant, almost no one knew where. I remember he should have explained, but I didn't have a concept. That's why I remember it so clearly.

Some time ago, when I wrote "Shuangchengzi Winter Xinhua Lake", I still thought of him, and I don't know where he is now.

This mirror action with me should be Wu Yunfei. He has been my classmate since junior high school. My impression of him comes from his love of stamp collecting, and we exchanged stamps back then. I don't know what I'm studying with someone in the photo (it should be Niu Weimin), I'm grabbing the camera in the back, this grabbing the camera should be deliberate, and I have memories after seeing the photo.

I remember this scene very well.

At that time, my classmates and the classmates who took pictures in the same boat with me said that I was going to raise Li Lishui, and you must take a picture of this moment for me.

After agreeing, I rowed slowly, approaching their boat as if nothing happened, and when I got closer, I suddenly raised the water. As a result, he was so stupid that he couldn't take care of it, I had already wet Li Li, but he still didn't take it, and then he only took this one.

Naturally, she refused to take a break and began to come back, but at this time he took a photo.

Don't be afraid of god-like opponents!

Unfortunately, I can't remember who took the picture.

Judging from the droplets of water dripping from Li Li's head, it proves that I have successfully poured it.

I always remember the birthday of this girl who has been in the same class as me since the beginning of junior high school, and almost every time it is her birthday, I will send a message to wish her a happy birthday!

At least thirty years of wishes!

I was young.

Now it seems that this kind of black and white film will not be particularly clear if the photographic level is not enough.

Many times I can't see who is in the photo, only after washing the photo at that time, I can recall it for the first time, this is so-and-so, this is so-and-so. And then as time goes by, it slowly forgets it all. It's even more vague, I couldn't see who was who when I washed it out, but I still kept it and didn't want to throw it away.

It's also an experience.

No matter how blurry, these photos will always leave some room for imagination in our gatherings back then.

These black and white photos were all left over from my freshman and fifth class of high school. Despite these photos, many of my classmates still don't remember them.

Some have never been seen again after graduation.

So I've always cherished these black and white photos.

It is a photograph destined to remember our youth.

Because I went to the liberal arts class in the second year of high school, I only spent a year with my classmates in the fifth class of high school.

It was supposed to be after the final exam of the first year of high school, and we began the first independent choice of our high school career.

Choose whether to study literature or science.

Before that, I always thought that I would study science because I was good at chemistry, and I made it clear to a few of my classmates that I wanted to study my specialty.

The only long item.

At that time, I hadn't met Mr. Peng, who was highly appreciative of me, and should have a lightning rod on his head, so my Chinese was not outstanding.

At that time, there was no Zhang Xuefeng. To be precise, at that time, Zhang Xuefeng was also studying blindly, preparing for the future that he was not sure about.

At that time, there was no tutoring agency dedicated to this, and there were almost no books on it.

Parents basically don't give any clear advice, and everything is on their own.

We don't even know the difference between liberal arts and science, and we can't even know the difference between majors in the same liberal arts or sciences, let alone what we can do after graduation.

The only thing known is that the liberal arts are English, mathematics, Chinese, politics, history, and geography, and the sciences are English, mathematics, Chinese, politics, physics, chemistry, and biology.

Then, among the few things we know, we have to choose the liberal arts or sciences that can be said to have a great impact on our lives.

Unlike many later times when we were confused, at that time we knew that this choice was an important fork in the road in life that Liu Qing said.

But there are no road signs, no introductions, no instructions, nothing for us to refer to except for the test subjects, and the key is that it cannot be reselected.

I always believed that I would choose science, and I finally chose liberal arts.

Now I sit in front of the computer and think about it, but I can't remember why I chose it this way, most likely because I didn't do well in physics back then.

Physics is a very magical subject, many people say that this subject is polarized, those who can learn it think it is too simple, and those who can't understand it think it is difficult and difficult.

That's how it should be.

Up in the air.

Back then, it was not only the liberal arts and science that had no clear reference for the application, but even the college entrance examination application was the same.

Almost all of them put school first, and no one thinks about majors first. And no one knows which school is better for which major. At that time, it was the key point that could go to the key first, the key to the key first, the bachelor's degree not to go to the junior college, and finally the technical secondary school. Basically, that's the order.

At that time, I only got 58 in the midterm exam in the second semester of my senior year, so no one thought I could get in.

At that time, people didn't have such papers, and if they couldn't get into a university, they would have a job if they were admitted to a technical school.

After the test, we don't wait for the score to come down before we apply for the exam, but we evaluate the score first and then report it before the score comes down. My assessment score is the same as the pitch line, which means that I can take a very general specialty.

At that time, I proposed that I didn't want to go to a specialist to make oxtail, but to go to a secondary school to make a chicken head. I think that these secondary schools should be much better than an ordinary junior college, and I insist on applying for a secondary school, but unfortunately in the end, my family and teachers think that it is better to go to a junior college, and there are no more professional people to give pertinent advice, so I finally went to a school across the wall.

In the blink of an eye, the gate of this school, which we have walked out of three years, has been replaced by a new and more imposing gate.

Compared with the only one photo that was seriously out of focus, the new gate is undoubtedly more beautiful and magnificent.

It's just that every time I pass by, I always feel that something is missing, and now it seems that I am missing the memory engraved in my bones!

A few years ago, when the class wanted to get together again, I wrote a paragraph with deep affection.

"How many times have we parted from the world

It's rare to get together again today

I had tears on my face

It was the joy that flowed out

Promises made at the time of separation

How can you and I forget

Ask about the harvest of life after saying goodbye

The green mountains and green waters will tell you

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The friendship between classmates is unforgettable

How sweet it is to get together! ”

Thirty years ago, when the song "Reunion" sung by the young Cheng Lin sounded on the dual-card tape recorder, we would never have thought that those parting wishes written in the summer of 1988 would go through more than 10,000 days and nights at any time, and the young boys and girls who were also young and flying at the beginning can only vaguely find the appearance of the year in our children.

We're going to meet!

It's time for us to meet too!

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Unfortunately, it didn't happen.

It's a pity.

Fortunately, a color photo was left behind that year.

All the classmates who attended the party at that time and our homeroom teacher were recorded.

A little to the right behind the middle tree is Ms. Tian Yumei, the head teacher of the fifth class of high school that year.

Very good to me, I met her once in Daqing Xinhua Bookstore after graduation.

It's better to have a color photograph.

This should have been taken by a Ricoh camera!