My educated youth years

There are too many memories in life, some of which have faded away gradually, but the bits and pieces of educated youth's life make me unforgettable.

The years of educated youth are full of passion and bitterness, and those unforgettable memories and true stories of fighting against heaven and earth have written a brilliant historical chapter of that generation. At the age of 20, we are now over 60 years old, and the years urge us to get old, which is the 46th anniversary of graduation.

It was1August 974 13, and white clouds were floating in the blue sky of Lingyuan town. Like all educated youths, I responded to Chairman Mao's great call and went to the countryside to receive re-education for poor middle peasants. We gathered in the square of the county party Committee to attend the farewell meeting of the educated youth going to the countryside. In the center of the rostrum of the conference, banners with colorful flags, loud gongs and drums, loud songs and promising prospects are hung. We wore big red flowers on our chests, drove Jiefang brand cars around our hometown, and bid farewell to our relatives, classmates and friends.

The car drove slowly and leisurely to the winding country road, dusty, but the willows on both sides of the road were lush and tall, and the mountains in the distance were covered with pine trees and fruit trees. We seem to feel that everything is new. After the Dawangtuozi Commune, we arrived at Lijiayingzi, and we were the farthest among the three educated youth spots in Ling Gang.

It was a small mountain village. I still remember the tables, chairs and benches placed by the leaders of the brigade in the school playground on the day of registration, and warmly received us. There are many villagers and children around, eating small rice and braised potatoes. Looking at our parents' reluctant backs, we can't describe our feelings at this moment.

Although we didn't grow up in a big city, our family was not rich, and we left home for the first time and didn't do farm work, compared with the educated youth in Beijing and Shanghai of Heilongjiang Beidahuang Production and Construction Corps, we really feel so happy!

I remember that when I first arrived in the countryside, the house booked by the youth had not been built. There are twenty people, eleven girls and nine boys in the youth club. We live in the hometown, and I live in the landlord's house with four sisters, Xinhua, Lu Yue and Xiao Fang. We get together for dinner. And other educated youth on the scene gradually became familiar with each other from strangeness, and that sense of loneliness slowly began to change.

The leader of the brigade gave us two days off. On the third day, we officially went to work. Every day we go to the mountain to build a team. Captain Fan is our captain. He is like a kind father, teaching us how to sharpen and use cheap knives. The first thing we do is to cut the yellow barnyard grass. Seriously, we've never met. He taught us how to recognize yellow barnyard grass and how to tie it firmly. We looked at the yellow barnyard grass in front of us.

The second job we did was to cut the Sophora japonica strips. Most of them grow in ditches and are difficult to cut. If there are enough bundles, the boys will twist the rope and tie it up. When we finish the day's work, we must finish it. Because it's heavy, it's really sweaty to carry it on your shoulders, your shoulders are swollen, and blood bubbles are worn out on your hands. Bend over when you carry it from ditch to ditch, and your face will stick to the ground. I really want to cry when I am tired. But we survived because we came to the countryside to exercise, not to be happy. Others are not afraid of hardship. What are we afraid of? We went out early and returned late, and more than a month passed quickly.

The national day is coming, and our youth point is also on holiday. When I came home for the first time, I felt everything was so kind. When I came back, my mother made me fried noodles and took a bottle of fried pickles. At that time, there was really nothing delicious to bring at home, but I felt very satisfied. Dad earns 59 yuan's salary every month, and there are two brothers and one sister at home. Give me 2.3 yuan pocket money every month, but I don't feel bitter at all and have nothing to wear. A cool coat can only be worn when I go home. In rural areas, people wear people's clothes and pants are patched. Other educated youth have better conditions, but most families are not much different, that is, our educated youth is a little longer, and the factory director's daughter, Xu Hui, is just so so, dressed simply and living a collective life among educated youth, which is particularly interesting.

In summer, we went to Qiu Lai, the house in Youth Point was built, and we moved to our home on the mountain. There are ten rooms, five rooms for people, two restaurants, a warehouse, a kitchen and a duty room. Girls take turns cooking every month, while boys carry water. More importantly, we can't forget the clear flowing spring water not far from the mountain, as well as the small peach trees and green vegetable fields left in our memory.

In the first year, we ate food supplied by the state. Fortunately, we are a little bit of flour and rice, and we can improve our life every week, including jiaozi and pancakes. There are several girls in the youth point who cook well and the pie is delicious. Maybe they often work from home, have a cauldron and practice, but my family doesn't have a cauldron and my mother hasn't posted a pie. I can only cook porridge, and my mother often steamed corn flour.

It's my turn to cook. I'm really worried. Although someone taught me, I was heartless and worried that I would miss. I really screwed up. The big cake I posted was still burnt because I couldn't master the heat properly. Although no one said anything, I felt embarrassed. I didn't sleep well at night and reflect on myself. Why can I paste? I learned the lesson of failure. Since then, the level of paste cakes has become better and better. Not only soft wood can be pasted well, but hard wood can also be pasted with yellow tortillas. I think as long as you study hard, there is nothing you can't learn. There is also our own small vegetable garden in the mountains.

Store some cabbage in winter, and radish and potatoes are limited. In spring, when there are no vegetables in the off-season, we will make cabbage soup. Although we can kill pigs every festival, there is still no oil supply. When I go home, I have to bring back some meat oil in a bottle and some pickles stewed with mustard seeds. Everything was delicious at that time. I remember once I lost my voice because I ate too much pickles. That's ridiculous!

There are many apple trees, pear trees, betel nut trees and several grape seedlings on the mountain. There are many varieties such as rose fragrance and agate. We often pick and taste the fruit before it is ripe, especially the betel nut in the box, which gives off a clear fragrance and is particularly attractive!

There are many apricot trees growing on the mountain. When we are not working, we will pick some good apricots on the mountain to eat. I also picked some red dates, which may be young. At that time, I especially liked to eat sour and sweet dates. The dates picked in other people's pockets went down before I finished. They are all my sponsors. There are many European grains growing on the mountain, which can be eaten and woven into baskets. I saved a lot of European food to go home and let my father weave baskets for me. According to Captain Fan, Ouzi is still a medicinal material!

After the rain in Songshan Mountain, there are a lot of Tricholoma matsutake, and even the pieces have a lot of meat mushrooms! During the break, we stepped on mushrooms in the mountains. What an eye opener! It's a pity that you stepped on one basket after another because of poor management and rotted before drying. If you live less in winter, you will open up wasteland. No matter what kind of work you do, you earn points, such as chopping wood and scattering pine trees. Male labor force 12 points, female labor force 10 points, cooking also earns 10 points.

If you are not afraid of the heat, you can burn it casually. I remember one time the mattress was burnt. There are parallel bars in front of our house to exercise. We look forward to a rainy and snowy winter, playing like children, making snowmen and having snowball fights. We seldom go home, and improving our life at the youth point is our happiest time.

Shi Guang often can't help singing the theme song of Qingsongling, whipping it, bang, cough, cough-a little out of tune, but it's very interesting. Xinhua has a good voice. Although not a professional, she is a soprano. We are all willing to listen to her sing the mountain where Dandan blooms and blooms.

Our Central Olympic Red Army went to northern Shaanxi, and our Central Red Army went to northern Shaanxi-she is lively and cheerful, and likes to play basketball, volleyball and other physical exercises.

She and Haifeng are the first educated youth we ordered to fall in love with. Haifeng is the tallest and most handsome young man among the nine boys we ordered. He is clever, has a way of doing things, and gets along best with cadres and fellow villagers. The relationship with some educated youth is also very harmonious. Whoever is in trouble can help as long as he answers. He is especially clean and upright, and often sees his laundry hanging on a pole. Even Xinhua's clothes are often washed, folded and delivered.

I remember that Xinhua took the initiative to help him pack his backpack every time he went home, and even Xinhua's sisters' bags were taken to the bus station or railway station. At that time. Educated youth all envy this pair of lovers who share weal and woe, hoping that more lovers will appear and bring more joy to the calm mountain.

Xing Ming, the keeper of the Shan Jian team, has a language barrier. I heard that it was the guns that made him like this. I didn't expect him to be a soldier with a hero! There is also a young man in Benxi who is several years older than us. His name is Dalizi. When we arrived, he was no longer lonely. He lives with us like a brother. Integrating into our big family makes our collective stronger from now on, and also makes the enthusiastic educated youth home have more pursuits and missions.

Our educated youth point has been rated as an advanced educated youth point in the county, and guests often come to visit it. Our second leader, Xuhui of Shiguang, is a romantic figure who has always been popular. This talk used that as a report, like the slogan of Zhao Wu Damon Chai Chunze, an educated youth in rural areas, who studied in rural areas for 60 years and stayed away from Lingyuan City for three years, which shocked the world. Xu Hui served as secretary of the Communist Youth League Committee of the commune, and Shi Guang served as acting secretary of the Party branch of the brigade. Become a leader among educated youth. But I am a realist, and I have never thought about taking root in the countryside all my life. I just want to be the most ordinary person. I have never been proud of being a member of the advanced youth point, but I feel unspeakable fatigue!

1975 Summer is a rainy season. I remember one time, it rained heavily. Faced with the sudden flood, many houses were flooded. Xu Hui, the leader of the power plant, led us to dig a drainage ditch. We didn't wear raincoats, braved the downpour and led the flood down the mountain with shovels and pickaxes. We believe that the ruthless flood must not be allowed to wash away the homes of educated youth. After more than an hour of emergency rescue, the house was saved. But we are all tired, exhausted and our clothes are soaked. Simon, the food supervisor, bought brown sugar and cooked a pot of Jiang Shui to drive away the cold. After the rain cleared, we felt particularly comfortable, and I also wrote a short free poem.

I remember writing it down on the blackboard of the educated youth. From then on, I was recommended as a brigade correspondent. I often go to commune meetings and attend regular training, and my writing level is constantly improving. I still remember that the best meal when I attended the training was always eating big tofu. This is the season, you can relax for a few days. In addition, we all work in the Shan Jian team, and several men and women have joined the commune season blue team. Yan Jie's parents are very capable, and he often goes back to his hometown to work for the brigade. Others who want to go home must ask permission. This is a rule. I remember once, my roommate Lu Yue and I wanted to take time off to go home and watch a movie, but we left without permission.

I was criticized after I came back, saying that I didn't play the role of a Communist Youth League member and was unorganized and undisciplined. At that time, I was not convinced that the management of advanced youth was too strict. I didn't expect to violate the rules and regulations. How can it be a good group? If everyone is like us, is it still a good soldier? After thinking about it, I still feel that I have violated the discipline of the Communist Youth League. I took the initiative to make self-criticism at the Youth League branch life meeting.

Since then. I am more strict with myself and have played an exemplary role as a Communist Youth League member. But I never thought about writing an application for joining the party. I just want to be myself. I seldom take time off to go home when I have nothing to do. Earned more than 2800 work points in the first year, and the rations in the second year were deducted. I wrote more than 60 yuan. Although the amount is not much, it is my hard-earned money. My parents are happy to give money to their families.

In winter, my mother sometimes gives me five yuan, so I can save two yuan to buy some pure frozen tofu in the countryside and take it home. I never spend money indiscriminately, but I can buy half a catty of round snacks with sugar outside on my birthday. The small shop in the countryside is far from our educated youth point, near the mountain brigade school. Usually nothing, rarely going down the mountain. If you need to buy something, try to buy it back at one time. The home of our educated youth is located in a secluded mountain-building team surrounded by mountains. We can see clearly whether people come down from the mountain or people come from the mountain.

Captain Fan walks back and forth on that familiar and rugged mountain road several times every day. He never complains. He treats us as his own children. The sandwiches he made for us personally were particularly delicious. Now that I think about it, they are still vivid. They are mysterious and delicious like hair cakes!

There is also little farm work in winter, mainly chopping wood, spreading pine trees and grazing. There are horses, cows and donkeys in the mountain building team. Most girls are afraid to release them. Only a few of us, the people in charge of grazing, can't live without animals. We eat grass in summer, rush to the sunny slope to release them in winter, and drive them back to the circle at sunset at night and put in protective fences.

I remember once, on duty at night, I drove animals of different races back to the circle as usual. Go back to the dormitory, get ready for bed after washing. I lay on the kang as if I were sleeping. Suddenly someone told the horse to run away. I rushed out of the house to chase. I run around the mountain, going up and down for a while. It was dark and I don't know how many times I fell. Finally, with the help of my roommate, I found the naughty horse. I gave a good training with a whip until I was tired.

In retrospect, it was my dereliction of duty. If I can put in the fence, how can the horse escape? Since then, every time we come back from work, we must firmly close the fence. We all like to see their team become stronger and stronger. Horses have foals, cows have calves, and donkeys have calves.

In 76, Mao Zedong's right-hand man, Premier Zhou Enlai, and his right-hand man, Commander-in-Chief Zhu De, passed away. Mao Zedong also left us forever on September 9th. The sky fell in China, and we all cried like tears. It was at 3: 42 am on July 28, when a major earthquake struck Tangshan and a slight aftershock occurred in Lingyuan. But the educated youth didn't go home. In our sleep, we felt the house shaking and the dark room was opaque. We are not in a hurry to turn on the light. At this moment, we heard someone shouting an earthquake. None of us forgot to wear a coat, all wore shirts, some wore vest shorts and ran out without shoes, and our hearts jumped with fear. I stayed outside for a long time, afraid to go back to sleep.

The next day, the commune brigade also sent a notice to do a good job in earthquake prevention and disaster relief, and the house was not allowed to live. We all slept outside, and eight simple rooms were covered with kang mats on pine branches. The man is a woman opposite the kang mat. It is particularly cold at night, and there are buzzing mosquitoes staring at the big bags. Later, several men and women were brave, and the small and exquisite Yu Fang moved back home for the first time. After several days, I couldn't hold on any longer, so I got up the courage and ran back to the house. At this time, some educated youths ran home, leaving us to watch. We have nothing to do and go on working.

On the way back from work at the foot of the mountain that day, another aftershock happened. When we walked uphill, we suddenly felt the ground shaking. Xuhui and our sisters stood hand in hand, thinking that if something happened to us, we would become ghosts from other places, and there were sisters in the sky, and the shock would pass in an instant. We breathed a sigh of relief and continued to walk towards the youth point. We didn't dare to sleep that night, and our hearts were full of worries about home. After the educated youth who came home came back one after another, I also returned to my parents for the first time after the earthquake. My family also lives in a small shack built by my father outside, so it's hard to climb in when I sleep. I only stayed at home for three days, and when I saw that my family was safe, I went back to the educated youth's home.

We have long been used to life in the mountains, although the traffic is inconvenient every time we go home. It's better to take a bus, walk more than three miles, take a train for more than ten miles and climb mountains. Every time we leave after lunch, it's around three o'clock at Shuiquan Railway Station. It's really slow to wait for two hours at five o'clock, perhaps because we are anxious to go home. We seldom buy tickets by train, and the train conductor and flight attendants sympathize with our educated youth. Maybe their family also has our contemporaries! Although it is illegal, it is also a matter for the people not to raise officials or investigate them.

Long years, looking at the sun, looking forward to the return of the moon, through the spring, summer, autumn and winter, where the mountains, where the water, where people are so kind. We can't forget that before the Spring Festival every year, we can take home rice with abundant grains, as well as adzuki beans and frozen tofu, which are essential gifts. I have struggled in the countryside for two years and four months, and I really can't bear to leave. We ordered the first batch and drew nine people back to the city. Although it is a voting election, in fact, the commune already has a big framework. It is not that we have done well, but that the national policy is good.

I belong to the quota of poor families, and some of them are related to my parents at home. It is really varied. Haifeng had many opportunities to join the army and return to work in the city, but in order to accompany his girlfriend Xinhua, he gave the opportunity to others. Resolutely fight with his girlfriend Xinhua to the final victory. ?

After living in the educated youth for more than two years, I was deeply impressed by the hardships and sweetness of farmers. We have learned knowledge that books can't, and we miss our brothers and sisters who used to eat and live together. The mountain, the house and the path often remind us, just like a dream that brought us to a happy home of educated youth. During that period, I will never forget the true story and ordinary life. That's where we fought for 46 years, dear Li Jiaying. We really miss you!