When the school started in 2000, I went ahead of time and stayed at my uncle's house. I remember that the road from Pinghetang on Wuyi Road to Xiangjiang Bridge has not been repaired. Later, in the library of HKUST, I came across an album about Changsha with a photo of Wuyi Road, which I saw when I first went to Changsha.
On the registration day, we took a taxi. I don't know why the driver just sent us to the east gate. When I first entered the school gate and asked for directions, the first person I met happened to be my captain. So, without much effort, I was taken to our dormitory-a red building opposite the library. This is the home of all two-way students in the first year of class 2000.
Because of the joy and sadness of the college entrance examination, my mood has been very depressed. That summer vacation, I had almost no illusions about college. Many people have told me how harsh military schools are, and I have no feeling at all. On the contrary, I hope that, as they say, I can think nothing, and it's not a bad thing to live mechanically.
There is a red picture hanging on the dormitory building with a welcome message on it. There are many people in front of the door, and there are messy tables, mostly boys. A girl in a white skirt sat at a table, which left a deep impression on me. She is the first beautiful scenery I saw in HKUST. Later, I learned that she was in Grade 98 of the Second Hospital. They were there to welcome the new students. Later, I met her in the water room, probably because of my senior. She took the initiative to chat with me: "Are you from the same hospital?" I was stunned at the time: hospital? Immediately blurted out: "Isn't the hospital at the east gate?" Seeing that I misunderstood, she explained, "I said university." At that time, I didn't know the name of the college inside HKUST, so I foolishly reported the full name: "School of Aerospace and Materials Engineering." She said, "that's the first hospital." So, she explained to me the origin of the names from the First Hospital to the Sixth Hospital. I also know that the first hospital is a combination of the previous one and five. Later, when I came home in the summer vacation, a girl studying in Peking University Medical Science Center told me that they were strangers to Beihang University. What was their department? I feel familiar with it. Four years later, I gradually feel that the year 2000 may be an epoch-making era. Because I gradually feel that our four years in HKUST have changed a lot and quickly.
The girls' dormitory is on the third floor. How can I describe my first impression? I never lived in a dormitory before college. I have been to the dormitory of high school several times, and the impression is dark and humid. Therefore, students who live in high school will not stay in the dormitory for a long time except for resting and eating at night. Although I thought about this dormitory later, it was really desolate: the beds were all placed around the wall, five were upper and lower bunks, and one was only lower bunk. Because we have eleven girls. There are two places in the middle of the house, with *** 1 1 table. That's it. There's plenty of room left. Put a table tennis table. No problem. At that time, I was not disappointed at all, but listened to the words of the team cadres. I honestly lived in the dormitory after reporting for duty and didn't go back to my uncle's house.
I should be the fourth one to enter the dormitory. At this time, the girl across from my desk went downstairs. I only saw two, which felt very similar, short hair. The first two days are always confusing. After a long time, I felt funny. How can it be like that? Maybe I have a bad memory. Later, it was found that almost everyone's hair was cut short, so that when the last girl was led upstairs by the captain, she thought she had been taken to the wrong place and entered the boys' dormitory. I finally saw a man with long hair, and I was relieved. It is this only girl with a ponytail, Yao, who was sent to ASUS Bolian after graduation. In fact, her arrival made me feel a little romantic about the university. Because when she appeared, I happened to see the back of her violin: a tall ponytail, a piano case and a tall girl.
By the 29th, everyone in the team had arrived. In the evening, the captain called everyone together and said, "Get up at 6 o'clock in the morning, turn off the lights at 10: 30 in the evening, and call the roll at 9 o'clock." Military school life first began in form.
August 3 1 official military training began. Take him to the playground between our hospital and the military dormitory of the Second Hospital every day. There were several hospitals at that time, but I didn't know much about them at that time and I didn't remember them clearly. However, the double-selected students in our first hospital, second hospital and third hospital are all together. At that time, our training ground was the basketball court in the east. I remember very deeply that there was a tall and strong boy in the middle of a soldier's team. Instead of wearing a military uniform, he wore a red short sleeve, which stood out in the crowd. After returning to the dormitory, everyone mentioned him in unison. Later, I heard that he was too tall and didn't have suitable clothes at that time, so he had to wear casual clothes two days before military training.
We were still angry about clothes for a long time. On such a hot day, when we wear camouflage uniforms, military students wear short sleeves in summer. A few days later, we wore short sleeves and it was cold again. In summer, they began to wear long-sleeved clothes. Anyway, make the difference more obvious and make people feel different. After staying for four years, the feeling of not being recognized and valued at that time was not very strong, and I felt less indignant when I talked about those things. However, at that time, that kind of emotion had already permeated among us. Whether we go to the canteen or go to the service agency to buy things, we all feel that those people are obviously a little cold to themselves. What is even more boring is to meet some curious people and ask why you don't wear a military uniform.
There are still many places worth remembering in military training. It's usually like this. After washing for a long time, all the memories are beautiful. Those injuries that are not enough to be sad will soon fade away with time.
At eight o'clock every morning, we lead a team to the training ground. Usually, the hospital will gather comments first, and then the team cadres will lead the training, and there will be a collective rest in the middle. Every day, I stand at attention monotonously, at ease, March in a hurry, and then I just walk. In the summer of Changsha, you can't have a good impression on this city after you finish studying. The ground of the playground is often very hot by the sun and burns your feet. It may be fresh at first, but after two days, I always look forward to the rest of the bugle call.
The most unforgettable thing should be September 1 day. This really means that I officially became a student of HKUST, although I feel a little sour. Opening the diary of that day, I can remember every detail of that day completely. Sometimes, you think you will remember things for a lifetime, so you forget them.
That day, we got up at 5: 20, because we were going to raise the flag. This is the first group activity we participated in after entering school, and the team cadres attach great importance to it. Took us to the meeting place in front of the main building early. It's already dawn, and the sun hasn't come out yet. March along the two roads of the main building and join the flag-raising team. The sound of running, shouting and password broke the silence of dawn. Neat dress adds a bit of solemnity to this morning, and it also makes me feel a little sad. The difference between camouflage and military uniform is still so obvious that I feel a little sad about this solemn morning.
The first time I attended such a grand flag-raising ceremony, I think I should be moved and even couldn't help crying. Just like four years later, our team sang "Unity is Strength" for the last time downstairs in Huibin, and I stood in the queue sobbing under the cover of night. And I just stood straight, looking at the blue sky in the distance, and gave up any hope for the coming college life.
After raising the flag, bring it back, rest, eat ... that's what I wrote in my diary. At eight o'clock, he was taken to the club to attend the opening ceremony. At that time, the facilities of the club were good, but it was a bit vain to tell high school students later. Under the command of the captain, we sat down and took off our hats, as did other student teams. Everything is so orderly. This is also one of the military schools. I liked it then. Before the official start, the teams began to pull songs. Although there were similar scenes in later group activities, I was never moved when I heard such a loud and neat song echoing in the hall for the first time. Maybe people are different. After all, freshmen don't know what a prick is, and they are a little naive. Maybe the listener's mood is not so good. From the singing, I seem to hear a kind of power, which is my imagination of the army when I grew up under the red flag and lived in a big socialist family. At that moment, I suddenly had an impulse to be a soldier. Our team didn't sing. I remember that there was only one double election in the Third Hospital because I sat with the soldiers from their college. We just sat quietly and listened. An invisible wall was erected from there. I think most students are disappointed. That is the loneliness and sadness of belonging to a small group, relative to a large group. Later, a brother from the Sixth Hospital helped me raise this understanding to the theoretical level: identification. Four years of regret is that I have no sense of identity. In reality, different clothes, different subjects, and various differences make you farther and farther away from this feeling. I know, at that time, there should be many people thinking: Why don't I belong there? Although a year or two later, we became the envy of them.
That afternoon, at the club, all the freshmen had a political lesson. Later, you can joke that it is a "brainwashing class", which seems a bit too much. But at that time, as the highest institution of learning in the whole army, who didn't have a little more pride and excitement? And those old-timers who have made a name for themselves in HKUST have learned a lot, admire them? After that, foreign affairs and esoteric religion suddenly made me feel that I was still so? So that when the postgraduate re-examination was stopped by the teacher of Jiaotong University, I almost said something I didn't know.
What followed was still queue training ... I don't remember what I did at that time. However, the happy atmosphere of returning to the dormitory after training is still impressive and very tired. There is no pressure of homework, and the team cadres have to ask for leave after telling the dormitory. How can a newly arrived child be so scared? On the contrary, they obey the imperial edict. Later, I foolishly wrote it in a letter to my high school classmates. How can a group of girls sit in the dormitory without chatting? Later, our class produced many classic words, all at that time. Just like the word "child", it comes from A Yao's "happy child" and then extends to "poor child, hardworking child". So our class said that everyone is a child, and later said that they are used to it. When he entered the lab, he blurted out jokingly, and his brother said "smart boy". His eyes widened with anger and he blamed me for being neither big nor small.
At that time, they always made fun of Sasha and pretended to be serious and said, "Sasha, what happened to your foot?" Then I looked at sasha vujacic and smiled helplessly. Later, I learned that during the training, after shouting the "stand at attention" password, she did not move or report. I was just seen by the instructor and gave a lecture. At that time, she was very wronged and said, "I ... my feet hurt." As a result, the ruthless instructor said a few more words. Rock, a boy, was punished by the captain for learning to speak in a prone position, and later developed terms such as "sleeping in a prone position" and "sleeping in a prone position".
At that time, there were many jokes. For example, one night, when Di Zi and I were taking a bath together, the water was cut off. I just put shampoo on my hair, and she just finished wearing shower gel. Suddenly blew the whistle and assembled. We rushed out of the water room with foam in a panic. I didn't have time to go down. I only wore a camouflage coat, but I wore a pair of pajamas and pants underneath. Arriving at the door of the activity room caused a burst of laughter. That's really disappointing. Fortunately, Vice Captain Hu called the roll that day, made a joke and passed. Otherwise, I will definitely be criticized. Speaking of Lieutenant Hu, he is a very interesting person. When the roll is called, he will say, "All right, let's get started." Or, take a look at the roster in your hand and say, "Raise your hand if you haven't arrived." It often makes us laugh. More classic, once he came back from the outside in casual clothes on Sunday, just as several boys were watching TV in the team office. One quickly flattered and said, "Vice Hu, you look so handsome in casual clothes!" " "Vice President Hu stared:" You talk nonsense when you see people, nonsense when you see me! "Later, we concluded that students who graduated from HKUST are generally more relaxed if they are captains, but they are much stricter if they are cadres of the national land or the following troops. At that time, our captain graduated from Lu Yuan and served in the army. So, we are all a little afraid of him.
Author: A person's insomnia reply date: 2004-11-41:58:17.
The other two major contents of military training are naturally housekeeping and shooting. We are taught to fold quilts by brothers and sisters from the army. I didn't know how old they were then. I only remember that the teacher elder sister was pretty. We secretly read the name written on the beret she put on the stool: "Sang Yan". The boy took sasha vujacic's quilt, spread it on the table together, smashed and pressed it with his arm, saying that he would flatten the quilt first, and then demonstrate how to fold it. Sang Yan stood by and made some supplements. Later, she asked me standing by, "Where are you from?" I said, "Henan." She gave a cry and the boy said, "Look, it's your hometown when you ask." The boy looked up and smiled and continued his teaching. However, none of us caught his name clearly. Today, I don't even remember what he looks like. However, Sang Yan is one of the celebrities in our college, and I have seen it many times later, so I will never forget it. At that time, sasha vujacic really picked up a bargain. Her quilt hardly needs pressing. We went there for a long time, but we couldn't compare with our senior brother, so we had to muddle along. Later, we also asked for quilt cover, which made it even more difficult to make it flat. Anyway, my quilt has not been praised. After the quilt problem was solved, the captain explained the arrangement of other items in the dormitory one by one: cups were arranged in the shape of flowers on the table, buckets were placed under the bed, and shoes were evenly placed on both sides. Thermos flask put it at the door of the dormitory, with his hands pointing in the same direction, how many degrees ... When we officially started studying and living, I really hated tidying up the house. There are piles of things stuffed under the mattress, and there are no inspectors in the bucket under the bed. Because of our strict captain, I didn't have the consciousness of tidying up the house until he was transferred to the yard in senior three. I just need to deal with the sorting of checks occasionally.
The target is in the playground, and undergraduates are lying in the grass with five or six rifles. Vertical to us are graduate students who practice pistol. I don't think I have much chance to touch that thing. Those children who stay in our school for postgraduate study can still be addicted. I practiced for a few days and went to the shooting range to experience it. I felt a little fresh air at that time, because we hardly left school after military training. Our team was very strict in freshman year. Going out is also a strict leave and cancellation, but the number is not limited to death. Even in the last semester of freshman year, the captain asked for leave as long as he left school. Then we turned a blind eye and he turned a blind eye.
The shooting range is not far from the school, and the observation makes people feel a little unfinished. Although I also have the experience of shooting live ammunition in high school military training, I haven't felt it for a long time. The teacher said some precautions, and we just sat there waiting for our turn. I was still a little nervous. When sitting there listening, the gunfire sounded like firecrackers. When I was lying there with a gun, the gunshots of the people next to me sounded deafening and scared me. Although my goal is on the verge, it is not easy to defeat others' goals. I've been aiming for a long time, but I don't know if I'm aiming. The people next to me had already played almost, so I screamed. Unload the magazine after playing, although there must be a teacher to demonstrate in advance. I can't get it off after digging for a long time. The teacher next to me couldn't stand it, so she took it off for me and said she would do it next time. However, after continuous firing, I still can't remove the magazine. Then everyone else stood up, and I was still lying there unloading magazines. The teacher said helplessly, "You go." Later, after my grades came down, I played 38 rings, much better than in high school. At that time, I also hit the 15 ring with five bullets. This is a live-fire experience, not a formal result. However, the first impression is always deeper. When it comes to the real exam, I don't remember much. But our team's shooting performance is not so good that the captain doesn't want to mention it to us at all. However, it seems that I got a perfect score in the Sixth Hospital that year. I remember the third class merit.
I also want to mention the Mid-Autumn Festival that year. This is my first time to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival away from home, and I didn't feel any holiday before. Going out, I feel different in the end. I was touched to receive several greeting calls. In the afternoon, we bought moon cakes ourselves, and when we were full, the boys downstairs asked us to get them. Everyone couldn't help laughing. Perhaps not enough, the monitor went out to buy two bottles of red wine and invited the boys to enjoy the moon in the name of our class. At that time, our brothers and sisters in the Second Hospital of the same building, 97 and 98, and their freshmen had a party in an upstairs in front of our dormitory building. We sat in a circle in the open space south of the key laboratory of our department. Now it is a green land, not as desolate as it used to be. Everyone shared a little wine with a white glazed tea jar and chatted casually. I also encouraged Ayao to play the violin for entertainment. On that day, the moon was very face-saving, big and bright, and sprinkled silver light on the earth without stint. The TV tower in the east is also brightly lit. Now think about it, it was really corny at that time. But happiness cannot be erased. At that time, I also remembered the names of several boys first. Because it was later discovered that everyone in the university was basically scattered in the self-study classroom and library except for classes, and there were few opportunities to be together. I'm not used to actively communicating with people, so naturally I don't know many people. Generally, people in our class know each other and then show me the matching names.
National Day is coming, and military training is coming to an end. The following track and field games and National Day military parade made HKUST's deserted campus lively. Personally, I have no interest in sports at all. But at that time, I had no choice but to watch the game. We must be cheerleaders. It was very cold at that time. I sat there in camouflage clothes and my nose was running. Afternoon becomes a yawn without rest. It was the military parade that moved me for a while. I watched it on the playground while they were rehearsing. I want to describe it in words, and I can only think of words like neat, solemn and solemn. But how can these express my feelings at that time? Once again, I remember that when the flag was raised at the beginning of school, I only heard those flag-bearers kicking neat and powerful steps. I couldn't see them, but I could clearly imagine the solemnity of their faces, which could be said to be sacred in exaggeration. The parade is naturally a hundred times more tidy than what I usually see on campus. Can't a "ha" cheer you up when the team with guns marches in front of the rostrum? I think the touch on HKUST has reached a climax, and for a while, I even forced myself to review this touch. For example, sitting in the self-study classroom in 03, I realized the feelings at that time from the slogans of the teams passing by occasionally downstairs. However, this touch was finally quietly erased by the dull life.
It's quite interesting to start class at first. So many people share a classroom, and they may have to go to another classroom or even another teaching building after class. It feels very fresh. But I just can't get used to occupying a seat before class like a war. First of all, I can't run fast. Secondly, I can't react quickly. Most importantly, I never like to argue with others. I hate it. I just don't understand. Is it worth it for a seat? Besides, we are all classmates, which hurts our feelings. But others don't think so, especially the boys on our team. In the first few classes, girls basically sat in the back. And I often sit in the last row, and as a result, the voice of the little child's senior three math teacher sounds a little far away. This may also be one of the reasons why I didn't learn very well from high school. However, this phenomenon of grabbing seats should also be unique to freshmen. You see those breathless students who run in class, 80% are freshmen and sophomores, and juniors are basically professional courses, all of which are small classrooms, so it is unnecessary. Senior, hehe, I don't need to say more. Who wants to go to the classroom? But I had to adapt to this situation at that time. However, in private, we also complained that the boys on the team were not compassionate, and we also heard how the army treated girls. I feel even worse. Later, I also knew that they would say behind our backs why we are not cute and beautiful, and misunderstandings gradually arose. I don't take the initiative to associate with people. A Jing, the monitor, is an outgoing girl. She knew many boys from the beginning. Usually she is like this. Before long, our class basically knew that person. However, our captain was too nervous. At a party, he implicitly mentioned that some boys and girls in our team were too close. After the dissolution, Jing became dejected and despondent. I asked her what was wrong, and she said, "Didn't you hear? The captain is talking about me! " I don't understand: "What did he say?" She told me that once the captain caught her having dinner with a boy on the team. I said, so what? She said, that's it. She often asks the boy to give up her seat for herself. I'm sure the captain knows this, so she said. I think it's strange. She often lets boys sit, but she is always with that boy. What's the big deal? But after this incident, the boys and girls on the team began to keep their distance. Sometimes I meet them on the road, and I walk by with my head down.