When I was in junior high school, it was time to catch up with the reform of the teaching system. The academic system was changed from the two-year system before 1978 to the three-year system after 1979, with three grades of junior high school, junior high school, and junior high school. grade. The start time of the academic year has also been adjusted, from spring admission to autumn. Starting from the first grade of junior high school across the country, English classes have been added. At that time, there was an acute shortage of teachers with full-time technical secondary school education. Most language and math teachers were high school graduates, some were technical secondary school graduates, and very few were college students. English class is a new subject. Almost no teachers in various schools can speak English, let alone have a major. Therefore, the English teachers in rural junior high schools in the county are almost all Binshiganshiminteachers. Class graduates come to serve. Private education classes were a temporary enrollment method set up in the 1960s and 1970s to solve the shortage of teachers in rural primary and secondary schools at that time. The enrollment targets were mainly former high school students who served as private teachers after the Cultural Revolution. They were admitted through a unified examination by the Xianyang District Education Bureau. After graduation, you will be assigned a formal job and enjoy the benefits of a full-time technical secondary school. These teachers did not have a high level of education, but they had solid academic skills, were serious and responsible in their work, and had a strong professionalism. They were the main force of the school at that time. My English teacher Xi Weiru is a dazzling educational star created by this team. With his enthusiasm for education and his tenacious self-study perseverance, he listens to the radio, buys various English tapes, and reads a lot of foreign language books, from a private teacher to a national outstanding teacher, step by step to the lecture hall of education and teaching, cordially received by national leaders at the Great Hall of the People, and won the award that countless experts and talents in city universities dream of but have never been able to win. The highest honor in education, the "National Special Teacher" Gold Medal.
As soon as I entered junior high school, I was assigned to Teacher Xi Weiru’s class. Fortunately, thanks to his profound English skills, my classmates and I improved our English skills in the three years of junior high school. The basics showed obvious advantages, and he was much stronger as soon as he entered Binzhong. Looking back, I can go from a ignorant boy to a young student in an ivory tower, and then from a people's teacher to a national civil servant. He is indispensable for this, and his hard work has not been in vain.
During the three years of junior high school, apart from the vivid memories of Teacher Xi Weiru’s strict management and loving care of us, other people and things have left almost no memory in my mind. The only deep impression I have left is that on the rainy morning of August 31, 1981, under the leadership of teacher Xi Weiru, our 41 students in Class 81 (1) of Yongping Middle School were like a triumphant heroic army. , uniform as a whole, lined up to enter Binxian Middle School. At that time when it was very difficult to enter high school, it was a great thing to have such a good performance and team. It was far more shocking than today's college entrance examination when the whole class entered college. Our glory shocked the mountain city and became famous for a while. From then on, Bin County Middle School opened this sacred hall of education, which started my youthful years of studying in high school.
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? Bin County Middle School, formerly known as Binzhou Taiwang Middle School (according to Zhou Taiwang Gu Gong It was named after my father lived in Bin), and it was also named Taiwang Middle School because there was a Taishan (also known as "Taishan") temple on the hillside behind the school. The predecessor of this school was the Pizhou Confucius Temple School ("Pizhou Founding Study" by Fan Zhongyan in the Song Dynasty). The Pizhou Confucius Temple School was founded in the early spring of the Jiashen period in the Song Dynasty by Fan Zhongyan, the magistrate of Pizhou, who "received an imperial edict to build a school...the Confucius Temple is very special." A government-run school. In 1939, Binxian Middle School (named Taiwang Middle School) was built. In 1942, it was renamed Binxian County Middle School. In 1950, it was renamed Libin County Middle School of Shaanxi Province. In 1956, it was renamed Binxian Middle School. In 2018, Binxian County was removed from the county and established as a city. Binzhou Middle School. Binxian Middle School has been a well-known school on the Xilan Highway since ancient times. It has historically cultivated a number of pillars for the country and the nation, such as Zhang Shunmin, a writer and calligrapher in the Song Dynasty, Yan Ben, a household secretary in the Ming Dynasty, and Hanlin Hanlin in the Qing Dynasty. Bachelor's degree Wang Jixiang, etc., are not uncommon among Tsinghua and Peking University students in recent years. Therefore, the school is famous far and wide and students flock to it.
From the autumn of 1981 to the early summer of 1988, I studied here on and off for five years: three years of high school (81.9-84.7 ), repeat for two years (85.9~88.7). Two months before the college entrance examination in 1984, I was temporarily transferred from a key science class to a liberal arts class due to physical reasons. I failed in the preliminary selection and did not take the college entrance examination. After that, I returned home for a year and was unable to recover. In September 1985, after much persuasion from my parents, I started to repeat my studies. In 1986, I exceeded the minimum admission score for a teacher's college by 7 points in the college entrance examination, but was rejected due to a physical examination. I went home and worked as a private teacher for half a year, preparing myself for the rest of my life. During the Spring Festival of 1987, my senior Xu Xuekun, who was then the deputy director of the county education bureau and the director of the admissions office, told my family, "My child is a talented person and should not be buried. If I work harder, I will go to college." I was disheartened at that time. I couldn't live without going out, so I helped my parents farm at home, working part-time while studying, and insisted on self-study. I took the college entrance examination as a social youth, and exceeded the cutoff for college admission by 17 points, but I was still not admitted due to physical reasons. After two consecutive blows, I was completely desperate. I didn’t want to have anything to do with the college entrance examination. I was planning to go out to work or find another way out. I followed the army going south to Guangdong to earn some money, reduce the pressure on my parents’ life, and subsidize the family. I had done everything. The duties of a son. But my respected Director Xu Xuekun came to my house during the Spring Festival and reprimanded my parents. He told me, "Don't give up on yourself because of physical problems. The key is that we haven't studied hard and our scores are not high. We will exceed the score line next year." If you still fail to pass the 50 or 60 mark, I will find you a job in the city." He also told me the touching story of the college entrance examination of our county's science champion Qing Zhanxue (former deputy director of the county statistics bureau), which made me I learned from him, defeated myself, and got good grades in the college entrance examination. After hearing this, I promised to work hard for another year, challenge my destiny, and launch the last sprint for the college entrance examination in my life. In the college entrance examination in 1988, I finally entered the Normal College that I didn't want to go to with a score of 56 points that exceeded the minimum control score of Xianyang Normal College. At that time, the admission score for liberal arts at Shaanxi Normal University was only 478, but I ranked second in the Teachers College with a score of 513 in the college entrance examination. One of my classmates from Beiji Town, whose score was 26 points lower than mine, was successfully admitted to Shaanxi Normal University. At that time, my score was very rare. It was earned with blood and sweat. It was hard-won. In those years, the college entrance examination admission rate was only between 8 and 16% of high school graduates. Even though I had good grades, I was eventually bumped from the undergraduate level to the junior college level again. Just like that, if it weren't for the teachers who admitted the students to the Teachers College, I would have never been able to go to a university in this life, and my life would have been rewritten all over again. I will definitely be firmly locked on the hillside in Quanjiaqiao Village where I was born and raised, and my subsequent three years at Xianyang Normal College, eight years as a teacher in the mountains, and twenty-three years in politics will be gone. The ups and downs of my first half of life are gone.
At that time, the conditions of Binxian Middle School were extremely simple. The school buildings were mainly brick buildings with civil structures. The roofs of the classrooms and teacher dormitories were damaged to varying degrees. On rainy days A washbasin must be used indoors to catch the rainwater leaking from the roof. The clanking sound is very annoying. In winter, when the northwest wind blows, classrooms with cracked walls and excessively large gaps in doors and windows cannot withstand the intrusion of the cold wind. The thin ice wind is like a densely woven soul-sucking ghost, blowing away the teachers wearing shabby and thin clothes. It is hollowed out, leaving no trace of heat. The older teachers with weak legs and feet couldn't stand up after the class. We, the young and enthusiastic students in our early twenties, except for the cold hands and feet and the numbness of the toes from the cold, could barely hold on. Come on, it won't be cold anymore if you jump rope and fight cockfighting in class. Student dormitories are even worse. They usually use large, unused tile-roofed buildings that are more dilapidated than the classrooms. Each student dormitory is as big as three or five classrooms. There is a large double wooden door installed in the dormitory. There are four windows without glass and covered with newspapers on each side. Two-story wooden beds are set up and down around the indoor wall. , Home-made electric heating and other things are not allowed to be spread on the bed board (electric mattresses were high-end products at that time and were not popular yet, and the rural children who stayed there could not afford them. Some families with better conditions used rubber wires to make their own electric mattresses for their children. Mattress.
However, the school has banned private use of the bunks for fear of being unsafe). Each layer of beds can sleep more than fifty people, and each dormitory can accommodate up to 100 to 120 people, which is equivalent to the strength of a company of troops.
The dormitory of our class is in Taishan Temple (earlier called Taiwang Temple). It is worse than the dormitories of other classes. It is located east to west. It is a low adobe house with only one room. Door, no window, damp and cold, no ventilation. It used to be a place where statues of gods were enshrined, but it was converted into a student dormitory when our class was in school. Someone from an unknown dynasty built a temple on an acre and a half of land on the slopes of Nanshan Mountain. Living here, in addition to being attacked by the cold, we also have to endure spiritual frustration. We are afraid of evil things coming to harm us at night. We are often half asleep and do not dare to sleep soundly. As a result, our brains are bloated and we cannot concentrate during class during the day. I was often punished by the teacher. Because people in those days were relatively feudal and believed in gods, and we lived in such an environment, it was inevitable that we would sometimes get sick and suffer injuries. Because of our youth and ignorance, we attributed all of this to sleeping in the temple. In this way, after struggling for three years, when the college entrance examination was approaching, I moved to a dormitory with a large tile-roofed house at the foot of the mountain.
? Although the environment is so harsh, it has not stopped our thirst for knowledge. We can not only stay in poverty, but also secretly make up our minds to work hard, and even more Like great men, we set up the ambition of "I study for the rise of China". It is this environment and this ambition that forges us into talents and cultivates us into adults. Looking back now, we were always excited and full of energy at that time. People were regardless of gender, morning or evening. Everyone was fighting for knowledge. The teachers gave their all and the students concentrated their efforts. Ability, working hard to swim in the ocean of knowledge, no one is willing to fall behind on this hard and difficult inspirational journey. At that time, Binzhong's academic style was very strong, no less than that of the world-famous Hengshui Middle School in Hebei Province today. At that time, the fire of youth in our enthusiastic chests was burning every second. My classmates and I were like a group of running mad calves, carrying the ardent hopes of our fathers, walking fifty or sixty miles from the countryside. Binzhong, who got up early and came home late, held a candle in his hand, lit an ink oil lamp, ate the steamed buns he carried from home, drank the half-cooked boiling water on the stove, and filled his brain with all the book knowledge of all subjects by rote memorization, neither black nor white. You chased after me, argued endlessly with red faces, and climbed tirelessly in the mountain of books. Day after day, year after year, under the earnest teachings of many famous teachers, we shed our childishness, achieved success in our studies, and moved towards university step by step.
? When I went to Binzhong, only Binzhong had the strongest team of teachers among all the counties and districts in Xianyang City. There were top talents in every discipline, and there were several Teachers are experts and authorities devolved from Beijing and other cities during the Cultural Revolution, such as Chinese teacher Chen Dianhui, Huang Jinlai, Feng Yaozong and Li Xian, mathematics teacher Liu Junwang Wang Guofan, Liu Huiying and Wang Yingru, English teacher Xi Weiru and Zhu Fangxia, politics teacher Xi Pengfei and Zhu Zhixian, physics teacher Chen Jun and Zhang Zhiliang, geography teacher Teacher Zhang Tonglu and Wang Hongmin, chemistry teacher Li Ningkang, biology teacher Cao Yun, history teacher Jiang Qizheng, physical education teacher Yang Yishou, Zhang Xingmin, Liu Minquan... and so on were all famous teachers at that time. Among them, Chen Dianhui and Zhang Xingmin were both transferred from Beijing, and Chen Jun was transferred from the Young Physics Department of Fudan University in Shanghai. Chen Dianhui was the editor of the literature department of "People's Daily" before coming to Binzhong, and Zhang Xingmin was a member of the national fencing team. These teachers suffered the consequences of the political movement. In their daily school life, they were very low-key, well-behaved, and sometimes timid or timid. Except for concentrating on preaching and teaching, they did not have much communication with teachers and students after class. It brought a mysterious color to us who were not familiar with the world at that time. We can only guess their mystery from their gentle and Confucian appearance. By the time they were in their third year of high school, these three teachers were transferred one after another and returned to positions where they could use their talents. I heard that teacher Chen Dianhui returned to the People's Daily in Beijing, teacher Zhang Xingmin joined the Shaanxi Provincial Fencing Team as a coach, and Chen Jun The teacher serves as the deputy dean of the Xianyang Tibetan People's Court.
Being able to associate with these famous teachers and become their students is a kind of charity and favor from God to those of us who are suffering from hunger and extreme poverty, allowing us to subtly share our fate with these good teachers and friends, just like walking in the vastness. The alpacas in the boundless desert are sucking the mother's milk. Otherwise, we will face the danger of being eliminated by the torrent of the times. Either we will dry up because we waste our youth and do not seek progress, or we will veer off course because we are lost in the direction and lack learning and skills. Because of those The Cultural Revolution had just ended, and the college entrance examination system had only been restored for three or four years. In schools, the culture of "fighting back against the rightists" and "theory that studying is useless" was still quite prevalent. These trends more or less affected the normal teaching order of the school. Fortunately, Yuan Guji, the principal of Binzhong Middle School at the time, was a clear-minded, capable, shrewd, and upright academic leader. He resisted the pressure from above and prevented the pure land of the school from being affected. The political impact has given teachers and students every possible means to create a relaxed educational environment that "strives for advancement and rigorous academic studies", and explicitly prohibits teachers and students from participating in various activities in society that are not conducive to the order of education and teaching, so that we can calm down and concentrate on learning. Cultural knowledge has enabled Binzhong to continuously improve the quality of education and cultivate batches of college students. In those years of college entrance examination, Binzhong basically sent away two or three Tsinghua and Peking University students every year. Ma Kefei, Ma Xiangyang, and Shi Wenzhao were representatives in this regard. The enrollment ratio of other well-known domestic universities similar to today's 985 schools is much higher than that of Binzhong today. My classmate Liu Binshe, a native of Shuikou Town, was admitted to the Chinese Department of Nanjing University as a freshman and is currently serving as the chief editor of the news department of Shaanxi TV Station. It was precisely thanks to this upright and awe-inspiring style of study that I mustered up the courage to finally enter the ivory tower after repeated defeats, and achieve my later successful career.
? When Binzhong was studying, I formed an indissoluble bond with several teachers who later influenced my life. Their character and style of doing things are still in my mind from time to time. Imprinted on my thinking. The first one is my Chinese language teacher Feng Yaozong. He has a straightforward personality, hates evil as much as possible, is a decent man, does not follow the crowd, and dares to criticize current ills. He often has literary works published in major domestic newspapers and periodicals. His "Feng's Composition Teaching Method" was praised by East China's "Feng's Composition Teaching Method". "Composition Newspaper" was promoted and publicized, and it became famous for a while, and was sought after by students as the "Lu Xun" of Binzhong. Although he only has a high school education, he has profound literary skills, very powerful writing skills, and powerful words. He is unrivaled inside and outside the school. He has very strict requirements on his students. Almost all famous poems must be memorized by heart. If anyone cannot memorize it or does not listen carefully in class, he will be merciless immediately. He will be eloquent, quote from classics, and speak without any profanity. He was scolded head-on and face-to-face, making the person who made the mistake feel ashamed and ashamed. As a result, no one in his class dared to run away without hesitation, let alone make any small moves. Everyone sat upright, for fear of being scolded and asking for trouble. What he is best at is composition. He can teach us step by step from the three major structures of the article - "crested head", "pork belly" and "leopard tail", how to start, how to develop and how to end the article. He was on the blackboard live Chalk demonstration composition, combined with careful analysis of famous articles in textbooks, allows us to understand the true meaning of writing. He often said, "Writing an article is like putting on makeup for a person. You must first check whether the overall shape is beautiful or not, then look at the head to see if the facial features are correct and expressive, then look at whether the waist is fat and thin, and finally look at the legs and feet. A complete and natural posture. If these three parts of makeup are in place, then the makeup artist has completed a good work. The same is true for writing articles. There is no shortcut. You must persevere and practice more. You must master these three levels. "After many years, these articles of his have always guided me to write about my life during my time in politics, accumulated life experience, enriched my experience and knowledge, and cultivated my thinking ability to find and solve problems, which has enabled me throughout my life. Benefit. I can honestly say that if Teacher Feng Yaozong had not taught me the truth about writing good articles, I would not have the ability to write articles, and there would be no way for me to engage in politics through literature. Naturally, I would not have the political career I have today. From Teacher Feng Yaozong, in addition to studying his writing techniques with great concentration, I also learned from him his upright and upright character.
I heard someone say that she was doing porcelain business in Xi'an two years ago. She made some money and bought a place for her son and her. Now she lives with her son and daughter-in-law. After hearing this news, I felt much calmer. I silently wished her peace, happiness and health for the rest of her life. I wish those who suffered hardships in our time and had the same experience happiness in their later years!
? Hao Lili, a native of Wenchang Lane in the county, comes from a worker's family. Her parents were working at the East Street Power Plant at the time. She was the eldest daughter in the family. Her brother, who was three years younger than her, was working at the power plant at the time. Go to junior high school. At that time, it was difficult for a working-class family to send two children to school. I got to know her in the fall semester of 1987, which was my second time repeating my studies. At that time, I joined Class 87 (6) where Teacher Wang Yingru was studying, and I became roommates with her. She is tall and thin, wears a red velvet coat, doesn't like to talk, is average in academics, but is very popular and kind-hearted. Unlike other girls in the city who look down on country people, she treats me from time to time during festivals. Get something delicious at home. During those years, I suffered from hunger, and the food I ate was very attractive to me because it could fill my stomach. Usually on weekends, several of our good friends from the countryside sneak into Beitan - today's area of ??Binzhou City New District to pick pears, apples and Dajin dates from the fields of ordinary people. Often after a long day of fighting, I could pick up a few snakeskin bags (50kg urea fertilizer bags) and eat them for more than half a week. Having said this, I would like to thank those farmers who had orchards in Bin County at that time, especially in the Beitan of Laobeijie Village. It was your orchards that saved Yuan Shanglai, who was studying in Binzhong from 1985 to 1988 and had no enough food to eat. For the poor children studying here, without your generosity, we would not have been able to survive that famine era no matter how frugal we were. Therefore, whenever Hao Xiaoli brings me something to eat, I feel uncomfortable and warm in my heart, with a sweet and sour feeling. I feel that I am not ambitious enough for a boy to just accept food from a girl, but I am hungry and I have no time. The deflated stomach could not withstand the temptation of the aroma of steamed wheat flour steamed buns. Finally, after a while of pushing and pushing, he happily took the steamed buns in her hand and swallowed them down in three gulps. While I was eating, she supported her chin with her right hand and watched quietly. After watching me finish eating, she slowly began to pack away the plastic bag used to make the buns. I’ll get you some more to eat.” I really didn't know what to say, so I just shook my head randomly, "A lot, a lot. Don't take it. There are many people in your family, and it's not easy for your dad to earn a salary alone. Don't take it in the future." I don't want to be a girl. I have lost a man's self-esteem in front of me, and I don't want her to remember my embarrassing appearance, because I treat her like a biological sister from the bottom of my heart. I don’t want her to look down on me from the bottom of her heart. I want to strengthen myself and love myself, study hard, and help her when I have the opportunity in the future. I will always treat her like my sister. I hope she will be well and find a good family after graduation. , live a good life.
? Time passed day by day, and in a blink of an eye, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th of that year. On that day of the festival, the students improved their lives on the stove and added some fatty pork slices to the boiled cabbage. Each student could eat one or two slices of meat in his bowl, which was already a very good treatment. You must know that in those days, many families in rural areas could not afford meat during the New Year. She came very early for lunch that day. I had just brought back two cornmeal buns and a bowl of boiled cabbage from the stove, and was eating them hard. Suddenly, she took out four meat dumplings from the bun bag in her arms and quietly gave them to me to eat. I pretended not to notice, and she bumped me with her arm. I took the Roubaozi and she suddenly walked out of the back door in a hurry. She said she had something urgent to go home and wouldn't come in the afternoon. She asked me to take good care of myself and study hard in the future so that I could repay my family and marry her a good sister-in-law. Just like that, she left and never came back... No one knew what happened. It wasn't until the winter vacation at the end of the year that someone among her classmates said that someone came to her house to propose marriage on the Mid-Autumn Festival. In order to provide for her younger brother, who was in junior high school, to study hard, her parents betrothed her to the child of a colleague at their power plant. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, She came to school that day and ran away. She was found at her aunt's house in Xianyang a month later.
However, she was a filial woman. For the sake of her family, she faced the reality. In the end, she failed to resist her parents and got married on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month that year. After that Mid-Autumn Festival, we never met again. It was not until noon one day in 2018 when I was working in the government working committee that she came to the Communist Youth League Committee to contact the college girl about summer internships. We met and talked about the past. , only to learn that she also worked in a power plant later, and later contracted severe postpartum rheumatism due to the birth of her second daughter. She could not go to the ground and collapsed in bed for more than a year. Her job was gone. She was unemployed and relied on working as a bank janitor to make ends meet. Facing her dark and thin body, I really can't imagine how she survived all these years. She smiled and said, "I'm used to it!" Then she took the college student internship registration form and quietly walked out of the municipal party committee building. Watching her disappearing at the gate, her voice of "Study hard and bring glory to your family" echoed in my ears for a long time... I really can't figure out who these female classmates of mine are messing with and why. Just like this, everyone's heart is higher than the sky, and their lives are thinner than paper? They also have the initiative to control their own destiny, so why should they follow the crowd and give up the fight? But I believe that her life will get better and better as her two daughters graduate from college and find jobs. I sincerely wish her a good life and a safe life!
Three years of poverty and perseverance in high school, with the care and help of my respected mentor, and the nourishment of the friendship between my brothers and sisters, September 12, 1988 , I braved the drizzle and took the shuttle bus from Bin County to Xianyang, arriving at Xianyang Normal College full of mud. I was about to start the second phase of my youthful new life.
(To be continued)