Liu Yuejin revisited the 1977 college entrance examination: "I am in this year of fighting"

Take a group photo in front of the educated youth dormitory, Liu Yuejin in the middle of the front row

Liu Yuejin (front row right) takes photos with Wang Zhigang, Hu Xiaoli, Zhang Jun

Text / Liu Yuejin

On the day of the exam, Dongfang had a touch of fish belly, and I got up from the bed, strolling alone in the silent Xitao, and wanted to soberly, and then assault. Not far away is the lonely Yanshan Mountains, so lonely; and the white -like reservoir dam, a bit cold. In the vast wheat field, wheat seedlings shuddered in the cold wind. Just like the silence before the war, from time to time, a few cold crows came from time to time, and you will also call you inexplicable thriller. In the open field, I recite the topic of preparation, and from time to time, the cold wind couldn't breathe.

On December 10, 1977, I took the college entrance examination in the Miyun Mountains in the suburbs of Beijing. This is the first test after the college entrance examination. "I am in the year of this battle" is the composition title of the Chinese language examination in Beijing. That day, the test papers began, and I was excited at once. I felt that the topic seemed to be prepared for me. The past year was like a movie. The night's sleeping night, the situation of working on the first day, the day and night of "Longkou Getting Grain", and the little bit of the college entrance examination, every minute and second. The hope of the past year, the distress of the year, and the joy over the past year have flooded to the pen ...

At the beginning of the spring, it was warm and cold. Beijing Sanlitun No. 2 Middle School rented two large buses and sent us to Miyun Mountain. Departing early in the morning, it took about five or six hours to reach the Tangzi Commune. Liu Dong, deputy secretary of the Party Branch of the Qianjiaojiawu Brigade, has been waiting there. He simply told you some encouragement and accompanied us to the Qianjiaojiawu Brigade. When entering the village, it was almost evening. Xin Shouchen, the secretary of the party branch of the brigade, welcomed us, introduced the situation of the brigade, announced the distribution list, and dispersed our group of more than 80 people to eleven production teams. The educated youth dormitory has not been built yet, and temporarily live in the home of the fellow. That night, several classmates and I slept on the big hoe of the villagers. The whole body was climbing lice, itching and unbearable, and did not sleep well.

The educated youth life that accepts the education of the poverty -stricken Chinese farmers has begun.

We did not realize that we would go to Tangzigong a few days before walking. After the mission was issued, many people were worried and were unwilling to leave the city. I am very different, I am glad to have the opportunity to realize my dream. When I left school, I went to the police station to go through the household registration procedures. When I saw the introduction letter saying that my identity was a non -urban hukou, I still tightened a little. Essence

When the farewell, the mother burst into tears. Not only is she worried about my future, but she also makes her uncomfortable. With her unremitting efforts, my father finally transformed the peasant identity passed down from the ancestors into a city hukou, and it became a farmer. Back to zero.

Early the next morning, we had to work on the ground. We grew up in the city since we were young. Although we have experienced the experience of studying workers, farmers, and army during the study, they are still students. They have taken care of. Now they are different. Students' costumes have taken off. They have to take them off. They must be as taken as a local farmer. To work, no one will think that you are a student in the city and take care of you. At the time of sunrise, all members were concentrated on the wheat field early in the morning, and the captain was sent to work.

We came to the countryside in the spring, rising, fat, spring plowing, sowing, inter -seedling, weeding are the most important jobs. The production captain dispatched to work according to your labor skills and physical conditions. It is a relatively relaxed job to hoe the ground and follow the car, and it is usually sent to the female members. Even so, female educated youth can't stand it. Everyone is a monopoly, and one squat is half a day. The fellow fellow quickly finished and returned home. Where can the female educated youth squat? In the end, she knelt down and worked out, her pants were worn, and her knees were bloody.

Most male members are dirty and tired. For example, when the circle is rising, you step on the mud pork pyramids with both feet and shovel the fat with generous iron. My goal of going to the countryside is relatively clear, so I am full of energy. In May of that year, we reclaimed the fields on the slope of the yellow wolf cricket on the side of the Chaohe, and grinded five or six blood bubbles with hands, so we wrapped it with handkerchiefs and continued to work. At that time, the labor was calculated based on the work. The strength of the strong physical strength was usually 10 points. The educated youth was usually between 6 and 8 points. I performed well and was quickly designated as 9 points. It was the highest in educated youth.

Our brigade is relatively rich, with a score of nine cents. If you work every day, you can earn more than 20 yuan per month. One year later, when I left the countryside, I deducted the first year's grain, and there were more than 70 yuan left. It was my pure income throughout the year. I bought some clothes for my parents and my sister, which was left.

Later, the brigade built three rows of brick houses, and educated youths concentrated together. There were three to four people in a room. The team also sent a administrator to take responsibility for our accommodation. Our administrator has a tall, dark face, gully. He always bowed his waist and went out to ride a shabby bicycle. We all call him "old manner". His main task is to cook. Wang Zhigang in the same bedroom was good at cooking and sent it to be a second chef.

Our staple food is only nest, vegetables and pickles, and soy sauce soup with a few slices of oily flowers, rarely see oily. Only when farmers are busy can we eat white noodle steamed buns. At that time, I could eat five or six steamed buns. Li Zhihua of our team is not large, and I often give me the saved meal tickets. In rural areas, there are many such things that help each other, and you can feel a trace of warmth in loneliness and tiredness. It was when we were growing up, we were too stingy, and Hu Xiaoli stole a chicken. Wang Zhigang used the convenience of his position. He followed the cafeteria a little bit. In the middle of the night, we used the washbasin to stew the chicken. Soon, I was selected as the deputy secretary of the team's general branch. Liu Jianxin, the secretary of the general branch of the Youth League, is similar to me, and it feels very kind. Another deputy secretary is his comrade, named Song Lijun. Like Liu Jianxin, she is a young man who returned to his hometown. The three form a regiment branch, and often meet in the brigade broadcast room to discuss work. Song Lijun's face was slightly freckles, and he was always very serious. When he talked about it, he was serious, a bit like the female squad leader Xie Huimin in Liu Xinwu's "Class Teacher", which made me respect.

The female broadcasting staff in the broadcast room is very popular. On the first day of going to the countryside, she heard her sweet voice, and was curious. She loves to wear red clothes, her head is not tall, her round face, red flush, laughter and full of youthful vitality. In middle school, male and female classmates did not dare to speak alone, afraid of people joking. After arriving in the countryside, he gradually broke the taboos and began to contact and take care of each other.

On September 9th of that year, the first anniversary of Chairman Mao's death, I wrote a poem "The Young Youth Miss Chairman Mao". She wrote a soundtrack recitation at the broadcasting station and told me to be moved. I have something to do, I always find a chance to talk to her. My mother came to the countryside to see me, and she was keenly discovered "enemy love", and told me seriously that if you keep a distance from girls, you must not fall in love in the countryside. My mother's reminder made me excited. I felt the seriousness of the problem. From then on, I restrained myself and ran to the broadcast room as little as possible. Many years later, listening to Li Chunbo's singing "Xiao Fang", I always couldn't help thinking of the female broadcaster in red clothes, love to laugh and laugh. Unfortunately, I forgot what her name is.

Later, I was selected as an advanced representative of the educated youth and attended the conference in the commune. In fact, it became the leader of Beijing educated youth here. Earlier, some educated youths in Beijing Miyun No. 2 Middle School were cut here, and they often bullied us from those who later. Seeing this, we must also fight for the site in total. After several "bloody" group fights, we have a lot of people and eventually occupy the upper hand. In the future, the waves are no longer.

In the past, I thought of the countryside very beautifully, and really became farmers, so I felt that the gap was too big. Spring is tired enough. By the summer, especially in mid -to -late June, before the rainy season comes, all the wheat will be harvested in ten days and transported to the wheat field. We are called "Longkou Getting Grain". In those days, I usually worked at two in the morning and ended at 8 o'clock in the evening. Sometimes they worked overnight and were very nervous. When I first went to the countryside, I was still lying in the hoe to write a little text, and I couldn't hold it after the month. After a day, I didn't have any energy. In the face of harsh real life, ideals, ambitions, are better than staying at home for a good meal.

I often lie on the ground and look at the blue sky reverie: When can I return to the city? Because he is eager to return to the city, he desperately performs himself. The more this, the farther the dream of literature is from me. At the climax of the "San Xia" that year, I had just ate dinner and was preparing to grab the wheat on the ground. The big horn suddenly called my name. I came to the brigade department on Moonlight. Deputy Secretary Song Lijun, and a few people who did not know the cadre, looked like I was waiting for me.

As soon as he was sitting, Liu Dong said: "Leap Forward, give you a task, the day after tomorrow is 'July 1'. You write a manuscript.

Only one day, how to write it? Liu Dong saw my mind and said, "I don't have to work tomorrow, and write a manuscript."

I understand the good intentions of the leader, but I think that as a cadre, at a critical moment of such a "dragon mouth", it cannot fall behind others; and this is another opportunity to express my writing ability. I must have to do it. Accept the task. So I immediately told the leader: I worked as usual, I couldn't delay my work, and I must complete the writing task.

It was already two o'clock in the morning that came back that night. I lay on the edge of the cymbal with a weak light. After a moment of break the next day, I continued to write and finally completed the task on time. At that time, I was almost a state of selflessness. I didn't know how tired it was. After the "July", the spirit was slightly relaxed, and the body collapsed. Lying in the hoe, I thought of those ticket sellers on the bus, the wind could not be blowing, the rain could not be drenched, it was really envious.

As a salesperson in the store, it is also my yearning for me. It ’s so pleasant to make soy sauce and sell grocery every day. After "San Xia" hone, my only wish is to work hard to transform well and win the qualifications of workers, peasants and soldiers. As for the dream of literature, it has been gradually dispersed like the Yundo in the sky.

In July and August of that year, there were rumors to resume the college entrance examination. Of course, there were many policy restrictions, saying that applicants must have more than two years of work experience. We just went to the countryside and naturally had no hope. In September, official news, fresh graduates can apply for the exam. Twenty years later, I sorted out the information and saw Luo Jianhua's "Liu Xiyao: Xiaoping restarts the" Gate of the College Entrance Examination "-This Minister Liu Xiyao of the Ministry of Education recalled the recovery of the college entrance examination" ("The Yangtze River Daily · Yangtze River Weekend" February 6, 1998 ), Knowing that the actual situation is not too much as the rumors at the time. The actual situation is: On August 4, 1977, Deng Xiaoping organized a symposium on the science and education community, and a representative officially made a suggestion to restore the college entrance examination. On August 13, the Ministry of Education held a second National Admissions Conference in Beijing and officially decided to restore the college entrance examination. On October 12 of the same year, the State Council approved the "Opinions on Admissions Work in the 1977 In 1977", and decided to directly recruit college students from high school graduates, and it was no longer recommended by the masses. Of course, all these are later known. I only made a clear registration for the same way that year. Come on, it is less than two months since the exam.

In late October, I used an excuse to go to the county to meet, quietly turning the wall, walking the road, just like a thief, slipped home to find review materials, and took time to meet the Fudan University Wang Jiquan and Pan Xulan from Fudan University who came to Beijing. A little knowledge of college entrance examination. When they returned to Shanghai, they also sent me some review materials and instructed me how to review and answer questions. Twenty years later, I went to Fudan University many times to visit the two teachers of Wang and Pan. Today, their industry has passed away for many years. The recall of the past, making people feel great.

In the early autumn, the main task was to set up a farmland. Each person has a fixed earthwork, and it does not make a deduction. It doesn't matter if you do it, the key is that you are afraid of damaging the reputation and affecting future distribution. Therefore, I have to participate in heavy physical labor during the day, and I have to go to each production team to participate in the third battle of the "Gang of Four" at night. Rinse the face with cold water at three or four in the morning and continue review. From mid -November to early December is my most difficult period. Later, in order to find a place for review, I wrapped the task of the educated youth duty at night shifts. One day to night, I did n’t sleep on time, and I was sleeping for a while. I slept for less than three hours a day.

1977 Beijing college entrance examination examination

The college entrance examination in Beijing began on December 10, 1977.

In those two days, the Miyun Mountain area was clear in the sky, but the cold was abnormal. On the day of the exam, Dongfang had a touch of fish belly, and I got up from the bed, strolling alone in the silent Xitao, and wanted to soberly, and then assault. Not far away is the lonely Yanshan Mountains, so lonely; and the white -like reservoir dam, a bit cold. In the vast wheat field, wheat seedlings shuddered in the cold wind. Just like the silence before the war, from time to time, a few cold crows came from time to time, and you will also call you inexplicable thriller. In the open field, I recite the topic of preparation, and from time to time, the cold wind couldn't breathe.

When the smoke rose, I returned to the educated youth. At this time, the classmates also got up one after another. The Qianjiaojiawu Brigade participated in the college entrance examination more than fifty people. We met at the bus station and walked together. The test room is located in Tangzi Middle School. At that time, we have already been crowded, making people feel intangible pressure.

Nankai University Admission Notice

On the first morning, politics, the history of the science students in the afternoon; the next morning, the mathematics, and the language in the afternoon. There was no place to rest at noon, so everyone squatted under the roots of the wall, holding cold buns, and enjoying the sunlight of the cold winter. Usually, you have to go to work, and when you come back, you can enjoy this leisure time! Before going to the countryside, I watched a lot of novels describing rural life and longed for it. It was known to be a farmer that it was fiction in the writer's pen. The last door is Chinese. Open the composition test paper. The title really makes me feel. I couldn't remember how the composition was conceived, but the title was firmly printed in my heart and could not be erased. The experience of 1977 was a year of fighting for me, and the beginning of my real understanding of society.

Out of the test room, it is already the sunset, and the sky is still so cold, but our hearts are hot, forgetting time, and forgetting hunger. On the way back, see the mountains and the mountains, see the water, and say what you see. The mountain road of more than a dozen miles seemed to condense the scenery of the past year, and it was finished unknowingly. "Some guests put the boat Fang Caodu, who played the flute's Yangyang Tower." More than 20 years later, Beijing Normal University congratulated Professor Guo's pre -balanced Professor Guo's 80th birthday. We went to wish you a long time. Said that the composition of the Beijing college entrance examination in 1977 was what he drafted. At that time, I was as excited as "Fang Cao Du".

At the end of the exam, it was 1978.

In the Spring Festival of that year, I spent in a state of anxiety and extremely busy state. As soon as New Year's Day, many educated youths returned to Beijing to prepare for the New Year. And I do n’t know if the test results are struggling in the countryside, I guess there is news. So I decided to spend the Spring Festival with the villagers. The Spring Festival that year seemed to be February 7. I nominal the guardian house, which is actually waiting for notification.

On the morning of the 30th day of the New Year, Liu Dong, deputy secretary of the party branch of the brigade, suddenly found me, and proposed to think of the educated youth visits in Beijing, and blame me to accompany me. So I returned to the city in thirty years. On New Year's Eve, Liu Dong lived in our house. Everyone feels unnatural. Suddenly there was a leader who could determine his son's fate. Parents did not know how to treat them. I'm waiting uneasily waiting for the results of the exam. In short, it seems unnatural. The first three days of the first day, the second and second day of the first month were visited by home. The entertainment of each family is generally the same, all three or two melon seeds, half a catty peanuts, and then a little fruit candy. Life is better, and also prepare some fruits.

What impressed him was a classmate named Zhang, his parents were very diligent. When I took the college entrance examination that year, the classmate got a little late, and was too late to walk. I wanted to take a car and intercept a hand -to -tapping machine on the road. To this end, he and the driver had a mouthful and hit the driver. As a result, the exam was delayed and was punished. At that time, it meant that he was likely to stay in the countryside for several years or even farmers in the countryside. When the parents saw the leaders of the brigade, they seemed to be crying and apologizing to Liu Dong repeatedly, begging for her son. The impression left me was too deep. Poor parents in the world! After a lapse of thirty years, I returned to the place where I was in line that year, and I realized that Liu Dong also left the world early, and he couldn't know what he thought at the time.

In December 2008, CCTV Channel 10 played a special film called "Water Flowing Year". He chose representative events and characters, and recorded the special experience and mentality of Chinese people in the Spring Festival in the 20th century. Among them, the first shot of the Spring Festival in 1978 was an interview with me. The narration said: "In the Spring Festival of 1978, there was a person named Liu Yuejin in Beijing, waiting for the university to admit the notice."

For more than ten days, there were still no news, and I was more uneasy in my heart. On February 27, I used an excuse to go to the commune to submit the opportunity to join the delegation's volunteer book. I took the "old manner" bicycle to rush to the commune to see if the notice came down. Teacher Cao Shuying, the Office of the Communist Party of China, said that the notice has been issued and the person who collects the letter is still on the road. When I heard this news, my blood was almost solidified, I thought of everything, I dared not think about anything. In short, I thought about it, and my head was blank.

Out of the room and hovering on the dusted avenue, the cold wind made me feel slightly sober. I walked into the small post office, sat on the bench, took a few deep breaths, took out the pen and paper, and squeezed a few poems. Suddenly, I felt the time stopped, and the earth would not turn around. Back to the Education Youth Office, the messenger still did not return, but the house was crowded with people, mostly cadres of other brigades, and also waited for notifications. Several people met when I met, and I greeted them absently. One of them said to me, "Xiao Liu, just wait for the notification, there is no problem."

I quickly replied: "Isn't it? I am a volunteer book for the team to join the team. Why, do you wait for notification?" Admission of Peking University. "In an instant, I was envied melted. As he was talking, the old grandson who wrote the trust walked into the office. People rushed up and surrounded him. Lao Sun took out a big letter from his pocket and read the name one by one. I hid far away and didn't dare to approach. It is so strange that when you desire suddenly come, you often have illusions. I was in a daze, and suddenly a voice shouted: "Liu Yuejin, open south ..."

I don't believe it, I didn't move, and murmured to myself, "Don't make a coax ..."

Teacher Cao, Mr. Cao, office of the educated youth office of the Commune, pulled my cuffs and said excitedly: "It's yours, go to the notice!"

Then I believe that good things come like this. I took the notice carefully and read it repeatedly several times. I couldn't speak for a while. Running out of the educated youth office, going straight to the post office, hung a long distance to the family, and reported this good news.

On the way back to the brigade, I danced and sang, and I couldn't wait to raise my bicycle.

After entering the village entrance, I saw a educated youth dormitory with red brick and gray tiles. There was an unprecedented intimacy. The first row is the cafeteria and warehouses, the second row is the new educated boy dormitory, the third row is the old educated boy dormitory, and the last two rows are girls dormitory. As soon as I walked to the first row of rooms, I met several classmates. I knew that I would get the notice and surround me.

Zhao Jun asked: "Did you receive notification?"

I said, "Yes."

Later, I heard the sigh of sighing around.

Wang Xiaogang and Jiang Shuo saw me and asked which school it was. I replied excitedly, "Nankai University." At that moment, I felt so good.

I was about to go back to the dormitory. Zhang Ling came over with the rice bowl. When I saw me, I asked my school first, and then asked, "Is there no other person's notice?"

I heard that the brigade was only the news of me, and her face suddenly covered the clouds. I later learned that she applied for the Department of Mathematics, Fudan University, and Tongji University asked her opinion and asked if she agreed to adjust to the Civilian Department of Tongji University. She certainly agreed, but why did she not notice? I quickly told her that there was another batch tomorrow. She didn't say anything, and left her head and left.

The author stayed on the banks of the Chaobai River when he returned home for the first time after going to college

The next morning, Xin Shouchen, the secretary of the party branch of the brigade, saw me and asked with an enlightenment: "Do you know which room Zhang Ling lives?

Zhang Ling received a notice and asked me calmly: "When will you go to the formalities? When will you go home?" I said, "Just this afternoon, go back after finishing the run."

Zhang Ling said, "You came to my house and told them to help me get my luggage."

Later, she decided to go back with me. On the afternoon of February 28, we went to the Brigade Commune to handle various relationships. I wanted to catch up with the train at five in the afternoon, and the procedures have been completed at four o'clock, and I can only stay for another day. That night, almost all educated youth students came to see us off.

After the crowd disappeared, I went to the brigade department again. Just as the party branch secretary of the brigade's party branch, Xin Shouchen, deputy secretary Liu Dong, and the secretary of the regiment, Liu Jianxin, and several brigade cadres were there, and talked to them for a long time. They also gave me a lot of blessings and hope.

Back to the dormitory, I packed up simple clothes and went to bed. Thinking of the experience of the past year, thinking that it was the last night spent in the Miyun Mountains as a educated youth. There were thousands of thoughts and could not fall asleep at all. At night, I walked out of the room and looked at the night sky, and Hu Yan had four poems:

Worried about being worried, for a moment, restlessness. The mood is as chaotic, and the moon goes down.

Finally boiled until dawn. Wang Zhigang and Hu Xiaoli bought me snacks, and Zhang Jun also sent me his beloved pen as a memorial. They accompanied me, Wang Xiaogang and Jiang Shuo accompanied Zhang Ling to go to Dongbaiyan Railway Station.

That morning, the sun in the early spring was bright and pleasant, the sky was blue and blue, and the air was filled with a sweet taste. The moment the train started, my eyes were moist.

On March 24, 1977, I went to the countryside. On March 1, 1978, I finally left the "Vast World" and bid farewell to the "year of fighting".

Since then, my life has opened a new page. At that time, I was less than twenty years old.

The author has returned to Jiaojiawu Village many times to visit the fellow

This article is selected from "Congshi" by Liu Yuejin, and was authorized by the People's Literature Press.

Edit: Liu Qihan

Source: Chinese good book

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