When the educated youth went to the countryside, how many years did you stay in the countryside before returning to the city?

I went to work in the countryside in 1969 and was only fifteen years old. In a desolate mountain village with only six households. I worked there for six years and returned to the city in 1975 to recruit workers! ! !

At that time, a working day cost only a few cents, and after working for a year, I could not even support myself. There was no water or electricity. During the spring famine, I went out begging with my fellow villagers to survive the day. For six years, I was able to do farm work in the fields and carry water from the mountains. Hong Sannian, who jumped in line, connected the mountain village with electricity with the help of educated youths and solved the water problem. I remember that the villagers were as happy as the Chinese New Year on the day the electricity was turned on! ! !

The six years of life as an educated youth will never be forgotten. Whenever I have time after returning to the city, I will always take the time to go back to the mountain village to visit. I will never forget the folks there! ! !

Life is not easy for the generation of educated youth. When they were young, they went to the mountains and countryside, and when they were over fifty, they were laid off due to downsizing. Now that we are all in old age, our brothers and sisters cherish everything they do.

I wish the surviving brothers and sisters happiness and health in their later years! ! !

An educated youth from the 1969 class who joined the queue

I went to the countryside on November 5, 1968. It was said that I was a high school student, but it was in name only. After graduating from middle school, I took the high school entrance examination. From the beginning of the Cultural Revolution to the end, classes were resumed to start a revolution. Only two months into the class, educated young people were called upon to go to the countryside to receive education from poor and lower-middle peasants. This was the turning point of my youth. As a school student, of course I responded to Chairman Mao’s call and went to the countryside. Go to Bianqiang, any place where you can make a big difference. From then on, you say goodbye to your parents, say goodbye to school, and arrange to move to a commune four kilometers away from the county seat. After being placed in various production teams in various brigades, you will be able to settle down and become a new farmer. , we ate, lived and worked together. At that time, there were eight classmates in the same production team, four men and four women. They didn’t feel lonely, and even felt a little fresh. They lived together and worked together. It was easy during the day, but the most scary thing was at night. , the big rat will come to join in the fun with you, jumping up and down on the beams and underground, frightening you, fearing that it will accidentally step on your head and body with its claws at some point, leaving you sleepless all night, so In the winter, the commune organized propaganda teams and small teams to promote Mao Zedong Thought. In Canada, they formed an alliance with the brother communes. The first two months of going to the countryside were basically spent in the communes, avoiding the harassment of the rats in disguise. Hateful things should be kept at arm's length. We girls ended up talking about it. We were scared to death. We recruited workers in the 1970s. Through my uncle's operation, my old mother used the two silk quilts at the bottom of the box as a price to help his daughter get married. In the countryside, I entered industry and mining, and started working. My life ushered in the second transition of youth. I said goodbye to my parents at first, but this time I said goodbye to my neighbors and friends. I took the bedding, blankets, quilts, and daily necessities for going to the countryside. All the hoes and sickles were given to the neighbors, and what I took away were the photos I took with my good sisters on the team during my second year. After all, they were the memories of my second year as an educated youth. I also said goodbye to the mountains and rivers, and finally walked on the road with tears. I embarked on a new journey, until I got married and gave birth to children, until I raised children and became adults, until I retired. Decades have passed, and I still reminisce about the past when I am free. Life is not easy. How many mountains have I walked through, how many songs have I sung, and now I can never go back to the passionate days of the past, or the passionate years of youth. The times have changed dramatically, and the years have changed. When I get older, I love to miss the past. In my spare time, I and my teammates from the past will revisit the old team that went to the countryside. Looking for old friends, things have changed, the mountains and rivers have not changed, people have changed, the educated youth asked about old friends, the passing away, the relocation, the group of young people left behind had a good attitude at the mahjong table, smiling and asking where the guests came from, could it be that You are summer vacationers. Welcome to the small mountain village. There are many scenery and many cares. It is guaranteed to make you linger. Old aunties, this is your second hometown. The young people greeted you politely and said a lot of words. This is the only thing to say. By the way, this is our second hometown, isn't it?

We have a total of 20 students from Ritan Middle School, Chaoyang Middle School, Yabao Road Middle School and Hujialou Middle School in Beijing. After graduating from junior high school in the 1969 class, we went to the Fulu Brigade of Fulu Commune, Fuyu County, Heilongjiang to jump in and settle down. of.

Among the educated youth groups who went to the mountains and countryside during the "Cultural Revolution", there was one group who could not join the mainstream of the "old three" and was marginalized. It was also the most special group of educated youth during the Cultural Revolution. This was the 69th junior high school class. graduate. When the "Cultural Revolution" broke out in 1966, we were still students in the sixth grade of primary school. After classes resumed in 1967, we entered middle school. Within two years, we began a large-scale journey to the mountains and countryside.

In August 1969, when the tide of people going to the mountains and countryside once again swept through every family in Beijing, the 20 of us, like the 130,000 fresh graduates in Beijing, were about to go to Heilongjiang, Inner Mongolia or the Yunnan Production and Construction Corps for farming Guard the border. In 1969, when Beijing's educated youth experienced the dilemma of joining the army in Shanxi and Shaanxi, going to the Corps to colonize the border and guarding the border and joining the team to settle in the countryside became very different choices in the minds of students and parents at that time.

However, as we were only 16 years old at the time, contrary to the expectations of our family, school and classmates, we bucked the trend and made the decision to jump in and settle in a wealthy county. Therefore, the Nenjiang area of ??Heilongjiang Province planned to accept 20,000 educated youths in Beijing at a rate of one thousandth, and finally ended with our 20 "69th" junior high school graduates.

This "movement" of "going to the mountains and rural areas, jumping in the queue to settle down" has been criticized and has different opinions. Even people today are too lazy to pay attention to this "by-product" that occurred during the "Cultural Revolution". But for us, this real experience that happened to us has actually come to an end in everyone's life trajectory long ago. Although it is very painful, very difficult, and difficult, of course, it is not that... Perfect. So much so that when we think back now, those of us who have personally participated can't help but sigh and sigh, and we don't even want to plunge into the whirlpool of memories again. Fortunately, most of us are still alive today, and can still witness that period of history, and can still say to our children without pride: I was once an educated youth.

Occasionally when we toss and turn in the quiet night, deep in our hearts, we still recall to some extent this period of time that, although not worthy of boasting, is not unbearable to look back on. For us, it may be an unforgettable trace, or more likely a healed scar. But no matter what, it will always be hidden deep in our hearts.

When the scars slowly fade away and the wounds gradually heal, we will discover the beauty we once had. Our youth, our innocence, our youth, our pursuit of beauty, our adherence to our original aspirations, we also have the joy of hard work and harvesting results; we have had shy and silly feelings, and we have had sincere and passionate friendships; There was a nostalgia for the mountains and rivers of my second hometown, and there was also a concern for the fathers and folks there... In short, these beautiful things will not be wiped out by the denial of the movement of going to the mountains and countryside. They will remain in our hearts forever. . Because, after all, it is a piece of history for those of us who have been educated youth!

I am a third-generation educated youth who went to the countryside. In December 1968, I responded to Chairman Mao’s call to go to the countryside and went to the countryside in my county. There are eight people in a group, three men and five women. In July 1970, three people from our group were recommended by poor and lower-middle peasants to join the work.

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Living in the countryside for nearly two years has been of great significance to my life. Let me understand that food is hard to come by and we must save food. At that time, the production team we went to the countryside received ten points for daily labor. The salary is twenty-three cents. By the time we left, we still had more than 60 yuan of food money left.

My short life as an educated youth has had an important impact on my life. He taught me that a happy life depends on my own hard work. Don’t rely on heaven or earth, but rely on yourself at critical moments? Full of hope and confidence in life, until retirement, he never forgets his original intention and keeps his mission in mind. He knows that a happy life is hard to come by. He is grateful for the training of the educated youth life and the development of the times. Thanks to the party and government for their wise leadership.

I am a third-year senior. I graduated from junior high school in 1966 and was ready to take the high school entrance exam. Due to the Cultural Revolution movement sweeping across the country in June, the school was completely closed. He had no choice but to stay in school for another two years until Chairman Mao issued a great call in 1968 for "educated young people to go to the countryside and receive re-education from the poor." On October 6, just like the educated youths all over the country, they were full of enthusiasm and ideals and came to a small mountain village called Xiaobaozi at the foot of the Yanshan Great Wall to join the queue and settle down.

Later, our family responded to the government’s call, “We also have two hands, we don’t just have to live in the city!” We also went to the countryside. I moved to the place where our family went to the countryside.

In the vast world, it takes ten years to work. In July 1978, I was transferred back to the city as an extremely poor young man and started a new life.

Ten years passed by like a shooting star in the long river of history, but what was left to me was an everlasting imprint, and it has become a precious treasure that I will never let go of!

I wish all our educated youth friends a long and healthy life and happiness every day!

On July 17, 1975, I responded to the call and went to the mountains and countryside to become an educated youth. I had just turned 18 that year and graduated from high school. In fact, two days ago, on the 15th, my household registration was transferred to the people's commune where I went to the countryside. I wrote an "Application Form for Going to the Mountains and Going to the Countryside." The "worker propaganda team" who lived on campus personally sent me to the brigade where I would jump in and settle down. The years of educated youth began with sunrise and sunset.

When I first went to the countryside, I stayed in a farmer's house. I couldn't help but feel secretly happy: I didn't have to cook anymore. I didn't have to put out my hands with clothes, but at least I had food to open my mouth. But trouble came when I woke up the next morning. The so-called toilet was to put two wooden boards next to the pig house and surround them with tattered linen bags. There should be sound cues before and after using the toilet to avoid embarrassment.

The farmer’s family has six daughters, the oldest is 16 years old and the youngest is 2 years old. Going to the toilet is too difficult. Slowly, I got up early and went to the nearby area to solve the problem. A few months later, the production team built a new small thatched cottage for me next to the sun dam. The "one bedroom and one living room" was very convenient. There is a small stream next to the small thatched house. The water of the stream is sometimes clear and sometimes turbid as the mountains behind it change, but it is very convenient for me to wash rice and wash clothes.

I have worked and lived in Huanghe Village for 1,132 days, and I have to endure all the wasted experience. I was really lucky that year in 1977. I was actually rated as an advanced educated youth. I attended the County Revolutionary Committee and the County Educated Youth Office Advanced Educated Youth Commendation Conference. In August 1978, I was chosen by a state-owned enterprise. I was 21 years old that year.

In fact, I got along well with the six little sisters at the farmer's house. The words "Brother Educated Youth" were cordial and natural. The innocence and simplicity of the six sisters have left a deep impression on me to this day. I also benefited a lot from the philosophy of my uncle and aunt. , worthy of respect and memory.

Unexpectedly, 12 years later, on another early spring day in February, I would miraculously return to the people’s commune where I had gone to work in the mountains and countryside with a different mission (it had been changed to the township people’s government, and I had taken a temporary job (Xiapai), the smoke from the village, the creek flowing in front of the house, the simplicity of the folks, and the fragrance of the black land are still authentic. Countless unknown grasses and flowers bloomed on the fields of the former private land. It seems to be welcoming its former owner. There are so many things worth cherishing and remembering at this moment, but what remains in my mind and is deeply imprinted is still the blowing north wind and snowflakes on those cold nights in the years. That floats.

I went to the countryside in November 1968. Due to my background, I worked there for ten years without a single opportunity to be transferred. I returned to the city due to illness in 1978

More than fifty years ago The "intellectual youth going to the countryside" movement was an unprecedented migration of mankind. More than fifty years ago, our third-generation students left their hometowns and settled in rural areas. Looking back now, it was that cruel life experience more than fifty years ago that laid the foundation for our life path.

It is easiest for people to recall the past when they are old. Many past events disappear in the memory like passing smoke. Only the experience of being an educated youth always lingers in our minds. It was an unforgettable time. More than fifty years ago, we were impulsive, excited, disappointed, and cursed. For more than fifty years, we have tried to erase that sad history from our memories, but we have never been able to erase the trace of everlasting nostalgia in our hearts. It was a brutal and honest time. It was a life of tastelessness, hardship, loss and frustration. But what really remains in the memory is the maturity and stability after the disaster. The story of educated youth may be forgotten as we leave. But for that generation of people who bear the brand of "educated youth", it is a memory that will last a lifetime. More than fifty years have passed, and we have grown up with beautiful hair, children and grandchildren around our knees, and our appearance has gone through many changes. But the complex in our hearts that has been designated by the times as "educated youth" can never be changed. It is the most important part of our lives, and this part is the complex of educated youth. The complex of educated youth imbues our generation with a unique experience.

People who have gone through suffering will inevitably have some wounds in their hearts that even time cannot heal. Some old educated youths are still reluctant to write because they are really unwilling to open the healed wounds in their hearts. Many educated youths sat down to write down those bitter days after much thought. Many words in these accounts are accompanied by the wind and rain, emotions and thoughts, blood and tears of that year. It comes from years of deep sorrow and regret.

The history of educated youth can only be written by the educated youth themselves. It is the youth temper of this generation of educated youth, the youth and frivolity of a generation, the sorrow and joy of a generation, the impulse and passion of a generation, the Loss and reflection, the determination and composure of a generation. After years of precipitation and filtration, it has become a classic historical literature of educated youth. Let us keep this passage forever.

I went to the countryside to work as an educated youth in 1973, and worked in the fields for five years. I knew how to do a lot of farm work and did it very well. He returned to the city after taking the college entrance examination in 1977. Now when I think back to those five years of rural life, I feel pain, sadness, and mostly impatience. But those five years of hard life have tempered my mental perseverance to endure hardships, perseverance, and courage, and this spirit will stay with me throughout my life.

I went to the countryside in 1974. I have worked in hoeing fields, weeding, and driving carts. The most tiring job was planting rice seedlings. I was so exhausted that I broke my waist after one day. I sincerely lamented the hardships faced by rural people. In 1976, he joined the army from the educated youth point where he went to the countryside. Rural life has created people who can endure hardships and stand hard work. Despite all kinds of discomforts, the simple care and concern of the rural fellows is still very heart-warming. I am grateful for the two years of joining the queue. It should be noted in particular that the so-called educated youth are just some middle school and high school graduates (except for the third generation) who do not live up to their name. This is a helpless product of a special era. For the educated youth, it is an indelible experience.

I, an educated youth, have been working in the countryside for three and a half years. At that time, there were one hundred educated youths in a newly built youth center for educated youth, fifty-five boys and forty-five girls. My father's company invested 100,000 yuan, and later added 300,000 yuan to establish a brick factory, and the commune transferred a high loess slope.

When we arrived at our destination, it was deserted, a mess and not even a tree. Only a dozen old poor peasants, led by a secretary, welcomed us. Since the educated youth had quotas for purchasing wood back then, they bought back logs and started building houses made of boards and mud. After a month of hard work, we now have a shelter from the wind and rain. In the past, when it rained, the heavy rain washed away our bodies. The secretary said that this was a test to hone our ideas and take root in the countryside. Since the brick-making machine was not available, I made bricks myself and built an adobe kiln to bake red bricks. The tired educated youths were miserable from building their own houses and selling them to companies to make money.

In the second year, with the help of the company, the equipment was successfully installed and debugged, and a more than 40-meter-high chimney and rotary cellar were built, which can now produce red bricks in batches. Due to the needs of production, hundreds of educated youths were added, so that a certain level of production capacity was achieved. I was selected to join the infrastructure construction team to learn bricklaying work, and basically worked in the infrastructure construction team.

Decades have passed in the blink of an eye, and looking back on those past events can be considered a life experience. The spirit of hard work and hard work developed will be unforgettable for a lifetime.