Under the accompaniment of your piano, I posed in various shapes over and over again, and recited He Jingzhi's "Sanmenxia - Dresser" in a low tone: Looking at the three gates, the three doors are open/The Yellow River will not come back to the east/Kunlun Mountain is high and the mountains are short/The hooves of King Yu's horses are moss-growing/The horse goes to the door and can't see the house/The dresser/dresser is empty next to the door, thousands of years/Who is on the dresser/Who is on the dresser/The dark clouds cover the mirror/The yellow water swallows the golden hairpin/But when I see that, the generations of workers shed tears/But I don't see, the daughter of the Yellow River dresses up......

You enthusiastically encouraged me and said, "Yes! Not bad! Overall, you notice a sharp rhythm and take the pace accordingly according to the basic rhythm of the work. However, the heavy place should be a little slower, and the recitation should be calm. Also, if you pay attention to the beauty of the sound, it will be even better! "I admire your guidance very much, and my recitation skills have naturally improved a lot. Seeing the date of the show getting closer and closer, I was both excited and nervous. You say, "Baozi, let's relax!" I said, "Yes!" I'll give you a joke! You are stunned: "What paragraph?" I stared at my eyes, deliberately shivered a few times on my cheeks, and then held my breath and shouted like a machine gun: "Oh his father asked his mother to marry his son a daughter-in-law - amazing!" You couldn't help but laugh: "What a mess, sing a song!" ”

On a whim, you played the Soviet song "Evening on the outskirts of Moscow". I sang to the accompaniment and sang indulgently. When we sang to the happy place, we also exchanged happy eyes. The sound of singing and piano flew out of the window and drifted through the silent alley. Several young people gathered together, listening to the beautiful singing, with happy smiles on their faces. At this time, the lame man wearing a red armband on his arm limped along the alley. He pulls a few young men away, rushes to your door, and slams his fist desperately against the door. The thumping sound vibrated uneasily in the quiet. We didn't know what was going on, so we peeked downstairs through the window, only to see the lame man waving his fist and shouting hoarsely at us, "Come down!" Go to the neighborhood committee! ”

The two of us inexplicably walked into the neighborhood committee office.

The lame man slammed the table and shouted, "You are too arrogant! asked you to rehearse the program, and you dared to sing Su Xiu's yellow songs, Gong ...... Blatantly summon the soul of revisionism! Where did the thief dare to come from? You look at the lame man with contempt and say calmly: ""Evening on the outskirts of Moscow" is a song that is sung all over the world. Although its native language is Russian, there are far more people in the world who sing this song in Chinese than in Russian. In a sense, it has become an authentic Chinese song. Moreover, this song has gained a new connotation in China, it is beauty, love, hope, flowers, and sunshine. Do you understand? I also said angrily: "Xiaoya, don't talk nonsense with him!" Look at his virtue, he knows what a fart! The lame man pointed to his red armband and shouted hysterically: "It's against you! What is it? This is the dictatorship of the proletariat! Let you go to the stage of the revolution, wishful thinking! I pull you by the sleeve and say, "Go, ignore him!" ”

The two of us walked out of the neighborhood committee office without looking back. However, the two of us were too naïve to recognize the seriousness of the problem. The sub-district office received the report of the lame man and immediately disqualified us from performing. Lead-gray clouds hung over the Haihe River, and the buildings on both sides of the river looked gloomy. The two of us sat by the Haihe River, looking at the sparkling water, very depressed. The carefully prepared program was cut, and I felt angry in my heart.

You asked me melancholy: "Baozi, the show was cut, do you regret it?" I shook my head and said, "I don't regret it, I just feel a little aggrieved." Tell me: What's wrong with that song? You smiled wryly and said, "My dad said that we sang the wrong song at the wrong time and in the wrong place." He also said that we do not know anything about the current political situation. I said with some regret, "Maybe!" However, we also mistakenly dropped a lyric at the time! You think about it and say, "Oh, second paragraph! Come on, let's make up for it now? ”

So, the two of us held hands, faced the rippling Haihe River, and softly sang "Evening on the outskirts of Moscow": the river flows quietly and gently wavy / The water surface reflects the silver moonlight / A breeze and a song / In this quiet evening......

A drizzle was falling from the sky, but the two of us didn't know it. A lone fishing boat rowed silently across the drizzled water. Suddenly you screamed, and you pulled me and ran. We ran into the gazebo and couldn't stop laughing. At this time, on the edge of the Haihe River, it seemed that there were only two of us.

You wiped the rain on my face with a handkerchief and said, "Baozi, is it romantic to sing by the river while it is raining?" Or are you stupid? I smiled and said, "Let me say, it's called romance!" You smiled and said, "Stupid or not!" I sat down next to you and asked with concern, "Soaked through, are you cold?" You shake your head and say, "I'd rather be drenched by the river than go back to Yijing, which is too depressing." I didn't feel this way, so I said, "Xiaoya, I also feel that I can't stay in Yijingli, let's get out of there!" "You don't think my words are sudden, but ask me where I'm going? I said, "It's so big under the sky, you can't go anywhere!" You pout: "You, you are a fool talking about dreams!" A hukou, a grain will kill you. Besides, I was finally admitted to Nankai University, why don't you go there? I said very resolutely: "I told you a long time ago, if you don't go to college, I won't go either!" You suddenly stood up and almost shouted at me: "Nonsense! My mother can't look down on you in the first place, and if you don't get a college diploma, she will look down on her! ”

As he spoke, a gust of wind and rain blew into the gazebo. When I saw that you were shivering again and again, I hastened to take you into my arms. I'm bent on warming your body with my own body heat. At this point, our bodies get closer and tighter. Two young hearts were beating violently. The wind and rain were shaking outside the gazebo, but a fire burned in my heart.

A few days later, our opportunity to escape quietly came.

Do you remember? That day I pedaled the pigeon bike, and you sat on the back frame. Suddenly, two people popped out of the spurs. I didn't have time to pinch the brake before I slammed into it. When I looked closely, those two guys were none other than Guo Jiahang and Pang Shude, who had repaired the road with me. Guo Jiahang grabbed the handlebar of the bicycle and said in a Tianjin dialect: "Brother, you didn't bring eyeballs when you went out?" Pang Shude hurriedly stepped forward to support you, and said earnestly: "Sister, do you dare to sit on his broken donkey cart?" ”

I punched Guo Jiahang in the chest and said, "Hero, where did you come from?" Guo Jiahang said with a smile: "We are fighting far away, and your mother is targeting you!" Pang Shude deliberately pouted and said jokingly: "Look at his bear-like, who is aiming at him?" I've got my eye on this sister! Guo Jiahang also smiled and quipped: "Sister, since you dragged Bao Ye away from the construction site, he disappeared as soon as he stabbed down." Is the Gold List famous? I deliberately disdainfully said, "We didn't even go to the test!" Guo Jiahang said: "Brother, it's right that you didn't take the test!" The enrollment quota is limited, and the fresh graduates can't take care of it, and the previous students are even more useless! I'll give you a piece of news, since the discovery of oil in Beidagang, a team has come from the Daqing Oilfield to jointly establish the 'Beidagang Socialist Construction Group' with the city to cultivate reserve forces for the oil front. Do you two sign up? I said, "This news is too sudden, think about it!" Guo Jiahang said: "Okay, you think about it, anyway, the two of us have already decided to sign up." See you later! ”

As he spoke, Guo Jiahang put his arm on Pang Shude's shoulder, and the two hummed "Ouch, Mom" and walked away. Speaking of which, Guo Jiahang and Pang Shude, a pair of living treasures, are like Don Quixote and Sancho Panza. No matter where Guo Jiahang goes, Pang Shude is like a fart. In fact, the two don't have a common hobby, let alone a common language. The chubby Pang Shude is only 17 years old, while Guo Jiahang is 22 years old. The two can stick together, not just because of Pang Shude's admiration for Guo Jiahang. It was Pang Shude's pitiful life experience, which aroused Guo Jiahang's deep sympathy.

Seeing the pair of brothers and sisters drifting apart, I pushed my bicycle and walked along the street with you. You ask, "Baozi, are your eyes moving?" I nodded and said, "Yijingli is like a pool of stagnant water, I really can't stay!" It's just like this, and it takes the year of the monkey to find a job? How about it, let's go to Beidagang! You say, "I'm more anxious than you are at home all day." It's nothing for me to go to Beidagang, but I can't bear to let you lose Nankai University. I said disapprerovingly: "Nowadays, it is not hard to go to university." If you hadn't dragged it hard, I wouldn't have taken the test at all! You sink your face: "Say you cough, and you gasp." Knowing that I didn't get in, didn't I feel cold? I hurriedly said, "Wronged! Treat unjustly! A hundred wrongs! Xiao Ya, I'm a prince who can't be helped, let's give up our bright future and become a common man! However, it's a pity that the hands that play the piano will be ruined when they arrive in Beidagang! You say a little gloomily, "What's the use of having a good hand?" The desire to be a piano artist can only be a dream. However, when you go to Beidagang, you have to let me think about it again. You dare to slap your ass and leave, can I be as free as you? I asked, "Who dares to stop you?" You glared at me: "Oh my mother! ”

I got stuck. In your mother's eyes, you are really afraid to take it in your hand, and you are afraid to melt in your mouth, a living baby. If you want to get her consent, I'm afraid it's even harder than ascending to the sky.

Actually, I'm not without a little resistance. As soon as I got my thoughts out at home, my father immediately overturned. I didn't know the severity of what I said, and I even claimed that I was a legal citizen of the People's Republic of China and that no one else had the right to interfere with my freedom. My dad pointed at the tip of my nose and shouted, "What? I don't have power? Little rabbit, you eat me and drink me, you dare to say that I have no power to control you, and I turned against you! My mother hurriedly played the round: "If you have something to say, you can't say it well, can you blow your beard and stare at it?" My dad yelled at my mom, "You're going to mess with me!" Why don't you ask your dog-eating son, who was finally admitted to college, but he is going to Beidagang! I said confidently: "I dedicate oil to the motherland, and where there is oil, there is my home!" ”

His younger brother Bao Jiansheng and his younger sister Bao Aizhu clapped their hands cracklingly.

My dad shouted, "Why are you following along?" Aizhu smiled and said: "Dad, Wang Jinxi, the iron man of Daqing Oilfield, has never gone to any university, and he is still the vanguard soldier of our working class, and even Chairman Mao has met him." My brother went to the Dagang Oilfield, and Bao Jinxi became Bao Jinxi. When he takes home a gold medal for you, you'll be able to walk sideways! My dad said, "Shut up!" Count on your second brother to be a pioneer warrior, and the old hen will also crow. I didn't like it: "Hey, Dad, you are underestimating me!" Isn't it just a gold medal? I'll bring you a national model worker and go to the Great Hall of the People to see Chairman Mao, don't believe it! Jiansheng asked: "Brother, where did you get such determination, did you go with Ou Xiaoya?" I said, "Yes and what?" Jiansheng smiled wittily and said, "Yes, what else can you do with your old man?" My mother said worriedly, "Jianming, you have to think about it." Life is not child's play, if you take one wrong step, you will go on one wrong step. I nodded and said, "Mom, don't worry, I won't joke with my future." My mother waved her hand and said, "It's not too early, let's go to sleep!" ”

A family argument ended here. Although my father did not approve of his son losing the opportunity to go to college, he did not insist on opposing his son going to Beidagang. In his eyes, children grow up to fly. As for where he flies, he doesn't care, as long as his youngest son doesn't leave him. My mom was very worried about my decision. So, she came to my cabin.

My mother asked, "Jianming, are you really going with Ou Xiaoya?" I nodded, and hummed heavily. My mom asked, "Do her parents agree?" I said, "I don't know." My mother was silent for a moment and said, "Jianming, my mother is worried about you!" I casually asked, "What are you worried about?" Afraid that I won't be able to endure hardship? My mother sighed and said, "People, there are only blessings that cannot be enjoyed, and there is no suffering that cannot be endured." I'm worried that you're getting too close to Oshinia, what are you going to do if she leaves you? I said in an affirmative tone, "Mom, Oshiya won't leave me!" ”

My mother said thoughtfully: "Xiaoya has been pampered since she was a child, and she has never had a hard life. How can a young lady's body stand up to a beating in Beidagang? Even if she could hold on, her mother wouldn't let her go. I see, you should set your heart down and go to your university! I said firmly, "I've promised Xiaoya that she won't go to college, and I won't either." My mom said, "She can't take the exam again next year?" I said with some sadness: "With a background like hers, no matter how good she is in the exam, she will not be admitted." My mother sighed, patted me on the shoulder and said, "Well, since you've decided, you can do it yourself!" ”

My mother was against my decision, but she, like my father, did not interfere with me. And my decision came from my self-confidence, because I have no reason to doubt your affection for me. I have always firmly believed that you are the beauty bodhisattva in my heart, forever and ever!