The girl's words were surprising, as if this was something new.
Green years, ten years at a glance.
If that big banyan tree could talk, people would definitely complain about it. After decades, how could it not be taller? In the past, young people would have thought that they were old men. Is it too much to grow a tree that blocks out the sky and the sun? In fact, it’s not too much at all.
The girl pointed out to Feng Wuli that next to the old banyan tree, there used to be a house there, which was the school kitchen, but now it has been demolished and a large, new gymnasium has been built, which is very impressive.
The banyan tree is an evergreen vegetation, and it is lush and green even during the winter solstice. When the evening wind passes, it makes a rustling sound like waves.
In her mind, it was indeed yesterday, but this yesterday was almost sixty years ago.
"It's time for you to go back." The young man beside her urged her. After Feng Wuli unlocked the bicycle, he put the lock on the back of the bicycle and sat on it. The tripod clicked, and he pushed the bicycle and prepared to leave.
"It turns out that you really will turn into a ghost when you die." She was only now beginning to be surprised by this.
"Well, it will scare others."
"2017 is so amazing. If I hadn't died, would I be a gray-haired old woman now?"
She spoke with the agility of a girl of her age, but if she thought about it carefully, the people of the same age she knew during her lifetime were probably in their late seventies or eighties. Feng Wuli felt that he was talking to an old woman with the mind of a girl, which was a strange feeling.
Like a conversation that spans time and space, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl from the 1950s travels to the present to talk to him.
"Maybe."
It's sunset now, and the boarding students have started to study in the evening. It's cold. They all have their pockets in their pockets and their necks are hunched. They are wearing thick clothes like penguins. There is white mist at the corners of their mouths when they speak.
Feng Wuli pushed his bicycle out of the bicycle shed, and the girl kept following him.
On the way, he saw two classmates, a boy and a girl, hunched their necks and put their pockets in their pockets to greet the wind unreasonably. He was able to respond with a smile. There was a section of the road that passed the teaching building, so several people were traveling together.
"Day study is great. The weather is cold, so I can't even study in the evening."
When the boy talked to him, the old woman had to shut up. She thought that these two children were not in a relationship. Oh, how old they are.
"It's not bad. I have to ride back every day and the road is freezing."
"I don't know what happened in the gym just now. It seemed like something exploded, and there was a sudden loud noise."
"At this point, the gym should be closed."
"Yes, but it was so loud that many people heard it. There seemed to be people shouting inside..."
"What kind of new version of the ghost story is this?"
"Hey, seriously, just ask her."
The girl next to him was shy and nodded and heard what he said. Feng Wuli said that someone might be quarreling inside.
"Let's go, be careful on the road."
"Well, bye." Feng Wuli replied.
The girl followed Feng Wuli, looking around. When she saw the boy walking away, she followed him again.
Every brick here does not belong to her, and it feels like things have changed. She must have been unable to wait for the letter. The girl looked at her feet, and it turned out that ghosts have feet.
amazing.
"Hey, wait for me, aren't you going to save me?"
….
"You are more stubborn than I thought. It's too troublesome. I have to go back to eat."
"??" Is this job so flexible? Just say you won’t do it and you won’t do it?
"There should be a boy with a bad look on his face who will find you later and give you a blessing. He may not be very skilled. Please be more tolerant in advance."
The girl didn't react to his words and was stunned. The other person had already walked far away while pushing the bicycle.
"Comrade, comrade, please wait for me."
"No one calls me gay anymore."
There were more people, and Feng Wuli tried his best to look away and ignore her presence.
There is a section from the bicycle shed to the school gate
road.
When a girl sees novel things, she keeps asking about them. She feels novel and excited about the future world. Her memory is incomplete and she only remembers waiting for a letter. One of the letters will be sent back.
Whose letter is it, why are we waiting, where is her home, and who is she? I don’t remember anything.
She just saw the banyan tree and suddenly remembered the memory of reading a book under the tree with the boy in the past.
In her memory, she looked up at him with a smile. He had the sun behind him, and she could only remember the smile on her lips, the clean black tunic, the sound of the sun, the color of the wind, the smell of cicadas chirping, and the falling leaves.
It was a beautiful scene, but unfortunately she could only remember the man's height, hair color, tunic suit, and face that was a bit unclear.
Shazhong has a history of 115 years, and this old campus is nearly 60 years old. They are the first batch of students.
Although things and people have changed here a long time ago, many places still have shadows of the past.
For example, the grapefruit tree blooms every year but never bears fruit. Even the gentlemen look forward to it every year, but it disappoints everyone every year. The gentlemen smiled and said, like you, they can’t become talents. The boy secretly told him, There was not enough fertilizer, so he brought the cow dung from his family to school tomorrow. As a result, his husband was so angry that he asked him to clean up the smelly pile of cow dung. Everyone couldn't stop laughing.
For example, there was a man and a woman holding books and walking towards the teaching building. The girl looked at the boy next to her. The boy was scratching his head and laughing. They seemed to be talking about something. She would not be able to hear it clearly from such a distance, but the conversation was ringing in her ears. The girl's voice was hers, and the boy's voice was that person. They were talking about the winter solstice in a few days, and you were feeling cold. Would you like to go to his mutton soup shop for a bowl of mutton soup? She shyly said that would be embarrassing, In the end, the boy said he was sorry, so he called out all the other classmates, but you were the only one... so angry!
For example, there were people running on the track over there. Because it was dark and far away, she saw the boy excitedly saying that maybe the country would participate in the Olympics again in a few years. He wanted to win glory for the country and start training now! As a result, he gave up again after running for a few days. He also said with certainty that he didn't know what year he would be born. By then, he would be an old man and the country would definitely not need him, so he should rest.
For example, when he saw the students practicing chorus there, he ran over excitedly and said that there was an opera troupe in the county yesterday, and they sang a really good Kunqu opera, like "A Dream in the Garden," and he wanted to sing it too. Go and learn it, and when you learn it, come and sing to her. She smiled and said yes, but within a few days the matter disappeared again.
….
What a stupid boy who loves to mess around.
He always has all kinds of strange ideas and likes to tinker with a lot of things, but each time he is only interested in it for three minutes, gets tired of it quickly and then gives up.
But every time, the girl would tell him, you can do it, I believe you can do it.
She had been frail and sick since she was a child, her body was weak and she would be out of breath whenever she moved, so she could only look at him from the side, looking at him like the sun, with endless energy in her body, and she felt warm next to him.
It was obvious that things and people had changed here, and there was obviously no trace of the past anywhere, so why was that person's shadow everywhere she could see.
Who is the ghost? Why can't he get rid of it? It turns out that memory is like candy stuck to the sole of your shoe. Once it sticks, it can't be kicked away no matter how hard you kick it. The further you go, the more it sticks to the sole of your shoe. The stronger the adhesion, the more you step on it and you think it is gone. When you look at the sole of the shoe one day, oh! It has been stuck to the chicken feathers and fallen leaves, and I can't even remove it.
As she saw more and more, the girl remembered more memories about that person, and his appearance became clearer and clearer.
Beautiful, irritating, regretful, hilarious.
That happened sixty years ago, in the same space, in a different time and space.
"Do you know a man named Li Quansheng?"
The girl suddenly asked Feng Wuli.
Feng Wuli shook his head, indicating that he had no impression of the name.
"We are students of this school, so you are still my junior brother."
He started chatting with her.
It turns out that the letter she was waiting for was a letter from a boy.
The love story of the old lady and the old grandfather.
"I'm not an old woman. Look, I'm still a big girl now, so I'm no longer an old woman."
The boy said that this war must be fought. The country's international relations are very tense now. Without the trust of the Soviet Union, industrialization will be more difficult to start. The two superpowers are eyeing each other. No matter who is stationed on the 38th Line, How can I allow others to spy on my bed?
She doesn't understand.
"There are so many people, but you are a weak scholar. You are not allowed to go!"
He was silent and didn't say a word.
She was very angry, but she could only act anxiously, grabbing his arm and begging him over and over again not to go.
"You are just on a whim. You are a person who can't do anything well. How can you persist? You are passionate about everything for three minutes and can't endure hardship. It's not good. You can't do it. You are just talking. Right, just like before, just like in the past, just talk to me!"
"Don't go!"
She burst into tears.
Just like in the past, wouldn't it be nice to give up quickly every time when you are in high spirits?
"I like everything to be hot for three minutes, but there are two things that are not. One is my country."
He smiled and said, "I will write back and leave the day after tomorrow. Can you send it to me then?"
The girl turned and ran away.
On the day of departure, the boy stood on the train platform and waited for a long time in a huge sea of people.
He used to like to mess around with everything, but he couldn't stick to anything for long. He just talked about everything verbally, just like being an athlete, going to practice running, and after running for two days, he thought it was nothing. In this way, the girl will smile and support herself every time and say you can do it.
….
For the first time, he had something he must do, but for the first time, she said, "You can't do it."
What a failure.
He scratched his head. The train was about to leave, but she didn't come.
He still had something to say to her.
One is my country and the other is you.
It seems that there is no chance to say it.
The train whistled and roared away.
What he didn't know was that the girl was planning to go to the platform to see him off that day.
She also put on minimal makeup and the most beautiful clothes.
As a result, on the day I went there, I lost my footing and fell into the pond. I was wet when I came up.
That winter was very cold, as cold as this year. The north wind was like a knife, the sky was dark, the wind was strong, and it started to snow.
You have to go to the train station quickly. Your makeup is all gone, and your most beautiful clothes are wet. It's really embarrassing to send him off like this.
"Meituo! You said that bus just left! Why are you all wet!"
The person at the platform told her this.
She was breathing heavily and left the platform dripping with water.
This stupid look really doesn't make it better for you to see.
It's just that the girl has been weak and sick since she was a child. She had a high fever that winter and didn't wait until spring or the letter.
Feng Wuli pushed the bicycle all the way to the school gate and was almost at the security booth. The old woman followed him as she talked, that was her past memory.
[By the way, currently the best one for reading and listening to books, @
Someone came to replace him at the security booth. It was cold, and Lao Li had just taken a nap. He seemed to vaguely hear someone calling his name. It turned out to be Xiao Zhao, who was filling in.
He smiled and said: "Oh! It's a shift change, hey!"
"Uncle, you are already old, you should take a rest."
"It's bad! This is not because I'm a toss-up. If you ask me to go home and sit still, I won't be able to sit still. It's great to be here. It's always interesting to watch these young people."
"It's cold, uncle, please keep warm."
"OK!"
Lao Li walks with a slight limp. I heard that he went to war when he was young and his right leg was injured, but his body is very strong. He looks about the same as he is in his fifties or sixties when he is in his eighties. He has been a security guard at the school for more than twenty years. The leader tried to persuade him many times, but he said he could still run and jump and didn't want to go home and sit around.
Lao Li put a felt hat on his forehead, held on to the hat, wrapped his coat tightly, limped out of the security booth and walked into the night. It hadn't snowed yet, but it was already very cold. That winter It seems to be so cold too.
Lao Li lives next to the school and lives with his nephew, who is the vice-principal. As he said, he can't sit still and doesn't want to go home and sit around after get off work.
….
I was walking inside the school and came to the top of the old banyan tree.
As soon as the evening breeze passes, the sound of leaves is like waves. Occasionally, students walk by, and before evening self-study is about to begin, the figures are in a hurry.
He sat in front of the tree, his furrowed face smiling like an old chrysanthemum. He took out a small wine bottle from his pocket, took a sip to ward off the cold, and sat there with his hands folded, as he did many years ago. Same.
"All over the green mountains, the hooves are red~ Du Juan~"
He hummed in an old, dry voice as dry as wood.
Among them there seemed to be children who were misbehaving in the countryside, a young and ignorant boy who saw the girl he loved with a stupid mouth, a resolute young man who walked with the army in the cold snowy night, and a silent middle-aged man who limped back to his hometown and learned that the man was dead.
"Peony, although it's good, he returns in spring, how can he get the first advantage!"
This song "Wandering in the Garden" was sung entirely out of tune, and it was extremely unpleasant. As expected, this person couldn't do anything well.
Under the night, two young people walked up, a boy with a bad look on his face, who was so dirty that he thought he was rolling in the mud, and a girl wearing a white lamb suit.
The two of them were there quietly listening to the Kunqu opera sung by the old uncle.
…
Feng Wuli was riding his bicycle. As soon as he came to the intersection of the school, he saw a little Xilou standing in the cold wind with his pocket in his pocket with a stinky face.
"Why are you here?"
"I just passed by...didn't I tell you to work here? Are you listening to me in your head?"
"Do you want to go back together? Can I take you back?"
Chifu reluctantly sat behind his bicycle, and the little girl sat sideways. After thinking about it, she still hugged his waist.
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ps: The company duo appeared in the end because the girl (Wandering Soul) was standing next to Uncle Li, scolding him for not being able to do anything well in his life, and all the songs he sang were out of tune.
It's not a monster.
The mountains are full of pine nuts
