I got in, and the holiday is like cicadas in summer, endless and extremely long. Finally, at the end of August, my life in Beijing Forestry University began. I couldn't believe it for months. I became a college student.
I have a classmate. For inexplicable reasons, he went to college one year earlier than me, also in Beijing, but in remote Changping. When I was still full of longing for college life, he couldn't bear to look at me, as if he had seen himself who was young and ignorant. He complained to me that the university was not good, and the dormitories were bunk beds, just like high school. Queue up for water with a kettle every day. The water room is full of kettles, just like high school. Someone will steal the kettle, the stolen person will steal another person, and the other person will steal a third person. Things are like an irresistible domino, causing a kettle chaos. The library is small, just like high school. The food in the canteen is expensive and unpalatable, which is different from that in high school, because the food in high school is at least cheap.
We were born in a small mountain city in the south, and our impression of the university comes from youth idol dramas such as Doumyouji Tsukasa Huaze and pirated movies in Internet cafes: the trees in the university are everywhere, spotless, and the girls in the city come out of the teaching building with books in their arms, wearing white skirts, and the skirts shake slightly when the wind blows.
Is this idea very puzzling?
We rural people often have all kinds of inexplicable ideas because of ignorance. When someone said that he was going to Inner Mongolia University, I immediately saw the endless grassland, with blue sky and white clouds floating, and grass under the white clouds. The grass was dotted with white sheep, like a white wool ball that God accidentally knocked over when sewing clothes. The camera moves slowly. There is a university over there. When the bell rang, the girl in Mongolian costume and Hada walked out of the school gate with a smile on her face.
"Why are they laughing?" After a long time, I talked with my classmates about it, and my classmates asked me.
"Yes, what are you laughing at?" I also asked myself doubtfully.
For a long time, I didn't find any clues to the answer. When I went back to my hometown in the summer vacation, I accidentally opened my brother's textbook and suddenly realized that the ethnic minorities in the textbook always wore bright smiles. On second thought, I found that posters were there, televisions were there, and all ethnic minorities wore national costumes. Mongols, in particular, can ride horses, wrestle, shoot arrows and even shoot sculptures.
The villagers put me on the train, which ran fast day and night. As soon as I set foot on the land of Beijing, I was dizzy and felt a sense of nothingness. In the long years of my first twenty years, Beijing only existed in textbooks, in ancient red songs and in the narrow space of TV sets. I never seriously thought that she would appear in reality.
My life experience has been very strongly challenged.
Walking into the school gate, the words "Beijing Forestry University" on the main building delighted me. I took out the admission notice and looked at it. Wow, it looks exactly like the photo!
The campus is much bigger than our high school. Some people play in the stadium, which is very gentle, not as savage as Guangxi rural ball, and there is no slipper party or barefoot party playing in slippers. Girl lovers hold hands and kiss, and big cities are really more open-minded. I walked to the dormitory against the crowd in class, and others saw at a glance that I was a new freshman dog, because I didn't dare to look them in the eye. Downstairs of the dormitory, I saw the legendary elevator, but I was afraid it would bite me, so I chose to climb the stairs.
We were on the tenth floor. As soon as we opened the door, we saw a balcony under the table, which was spacious, bright and clean. I really want to call my classmates at the University of Chemical Technology, but I'm afraid of being petty. Later, he came to our school and was surprised. He called his father and told him, "I wish I had applied to Linda University. Their dormitory is so spacious. " After he called, I told him that the dormitory of another boy in our class was more spacious. If they want, they can chip in to buy a table tennis table and put it in the middle of the dormitory. Even if they don't like playing table tennis, they can take photos, send QQ space and say:
"Ah, our dormitory is too spacious. We put a ping-pong table, but we are still not satisfied. I hate this sense of emptiness, which makes people feel insecure! "
Standing at the door of the dormitory, looking at the strange names posted at the door, they will be my roommates for four years. They are as strange to me as this world. I will spend four years getting familiar with them and everything here. I put my luggage away and went out to check the environment: there are toilets at both ends of the corridor and toilets on the east side, but they can only be flushed with cold water. There is an automatic water boiler, which is convenient to open the water, and there will be no hopeless domino event. In the evening, the counselor will tell me to take a hot bath to the bathhouse on the first floor. Everyone in the bathhouse is naked, which makes us southerners a little unaccustomed. So I always wash cold water at first. Then winter came and I went to the bathhouse. In the bathhouse, I used bath lotion, and no one took soap.
Every year when school starts, there are shameless seniors who cheat freshmen of their money. They pretend to be counselors and sell Tietong cards, saying that they have to use this card for eating and bathing online. Every year, someone is cheated, and I am cheated by 400. Don't go door-to-door shopping. It doesn't matter if you are cheated. The important thing is that your new roommate will think you are stupid.
Settled down, I contacted my brother, and he asked me to look for him at their school. It turns out that the dormitory of Peking University has no balcony, and the space is cramped and the light is dim. There is a bunk bed on the left and a desk on the right. There is no electric fan on the ceiling. Everyone buys an electric fan and puts it in the mosquito net, which squeaks at night.
Later, I went to Jiaotong University, and their dormitory was even worse. I am very happy.
Until one day, I visited the campus in Tsinghua. The campus is big and beautiful. There are four rooms in their dormitory with air conditioning, and boys can enter the girls' dormitory. I was lost for a long time, like an abandoned child.
Girls are in poor condition. They had to live in Building 8, bunk beds, and the dark space was cramped.
In two or three days, the teacher will organize everyone to visit the school and introduce the history of the school. Tell everyone about Linda's strength and the injustice she suffered-exile in Yunnan, and Beijing's territory was occupied by various units, and all of them came back later, except the one occupied by the Evil Semiconductor Research Institute. Because Deng's daughter works in semiconductors, they can go to heaven. Deng knew this and said in Mandarin with a strong accent, "Semiconductors are very important!" "So Linda's territory sank forever. The architecture and greening of semiconductor research institute have no taste, which affects the scenery here. The road from the boys' dormitory to the dining hall, library and classroom, therefore, is exposed to the hot iron-plate sunshine in summer, and it will be severely sunburned when you eat and study in class. However, we are optimistic after all. We enlighten ourselves that if the artificial lake had not been occupied, the school would have been much more beautiful, the score would have been improved, and we would not have been admitted.
Linda's cooking is very good, and every time friends and acquaintances come, they will be a little surprised.
The girls' dormitory is in the southwest corner of the campus, and the boys are in the northeast corner. There are six canteens in the southwest, including the only Muslim canteen, so it is more convenient for girls to eat. There are two boys' canteens, a canteen and Xinyuan. The food is full, and people always occupy their seats and don't eat. Finally, two seats were available, so I stepped forward and sat down. A man ran quickly, sat opposite, pointed to your seat and said, "Excuse me, there is someone here." If the other person is a girl, you can't help it. My roommate likes to eat fried rice with eggs in Xinyuan. In this case, he will stand next to the girl and finish his meal.
DOTA and LOL are standard in universities.
On a hot day, the boys opened the dormitory door for convection, played DOTA and LOL in shorts, roared excitedly, and the electric fan shook its head endlessly, making a summer sound. Someone was sleeping in bed and turned over helplessly.
I have a roommate. The phone rang while playing the game. It seems to be his girlfriend's.
"Mama of, how to play again!"
Damn, it looks like a fight.
We keep an eye on him. He connected and asked softly, "Hello, what is it?"
"Your style of study is still very good," my friend said. He came to my dormitory for a month during the summer vacation. "We are in Xida University, and the nightlife has just begun at midnight."
Get up early in the morning and go out.
"I depend, you so many people get up early to study! The Imperial Capital is really different. "
The school lights out at eleven o'clock, which has a far-reaching impact.
Students from the University of Chemical Technology said to me in a fatalistic tone: "Have you seen the strength ranking of DOTA in colleges and universities? People who did well in the exam also played well in the game. "
My classmates from West University said to me, "Have you noticed that those top schools don't turn off the lights at night?"
Because the lights are turned off at night, it is inevitable that at six o'clock in the morning, all the desk lamps will be on, disturbing people's dreams. We try our best to remind everyone to turn off the lights after the lights are turned off every day. However, when the electricity comes, the problem still exists, and the brightness of the desk lamp is an inescapable fate. Time and time again, everyone is depressed. Finally, one day, the problem was solved, summer came, and it was dawn before six o'clock, and time untied all the knots that could not be solved.
Toilets on the east side often blow out, and the excrement in the sewer is tangled, entangled, fused, blocked and ejected, spreading from the toilet to the water room and from the water room to the corridor. The whole corridor smells of fermented feces. All the doors are closed and all the pedestrians are extinct.
There is no wind, even the wind stinks.
In the small south gate is Yinxing Road. In autumn, the leaves are dyed yellow by the cool breeze under the blue sky and covered with bluestone. From the playground to the library, it is Bai La Avenue. Leaves are the color of wheat. They are so golden that a fire can burn them completely. I like to step on fallen leaves and listen to the sound of them breaking under my feet, because it reminds me of the crisp noodles when I was a child. Out of the girls' dormitory is Platanus acerifolia Avenue. Platanus acerifolia is tall, sunny outside and cool at the bottom, like the place where the love story takes place in the movie. Every year, there is a flea market here. Brothers and sisters who are about to leave school come here to sell cosmetics, books, clothes, hair dryers and pigments. Aunties come here to collect treasures and bargain crazily. They enjoyed the joy of victory. In order to promote sales, there are often activities to buy things to send lovely school sisters. Remember, that's a lie. I bought it but didn't send it.
In winter, the campus is bleak, and the ferocious branches of ash trees pierce the sky like wire, and at the same time, they are like cracks in the earth. When it snows, please forgive the students in the south. They will be very excited. They will take photos and send them to their circle of friends to show to students studying in universities in other cities, or to students studying at home.
Getting up early on snowy days, the world is full of white jade, and I always feel reluctant to leave my feet. When I got up late, I could only see the trampled snow. I like the chimney with heating outside the window to emit steam, and the white is transpiration on the white background. This is the smell of snowy days.
The sky was still foggy, but one day the Spring Festival travel rush suddenly opened and the gray background brightened. Followed by forsythia, peach and purple peach. Peaches come in two colors. Bai Shu in the west of the old library is a bit ambiguous pink, and Bai Shu in the north of the new library is slightly blue like pear blossoms. They are as pure as the first snow, which makes you afraid of accidentally desecrating her. There are also two kinds of mixed colors between the purple peach trees on the library wall, one is bright red, and the other is old red like cheap red paper in the village. The peach trees are not ripe yet, and someone will take the old plastic bags away.
There are study rooms on the second, third and fourth floors of the library. The study room is very cold in summer and very hot in winter. The bad weather made some people turn to the classroom. In summer, the library is full of big white legs of senior students, as white as washed onions. Last time I was excited and my nose was bleeding, I quickly covered my nose, pretended to cough and ran to the bathroom. Linda girls account for 70%, and girls prefer to study, so there are many white legs in the library, and the air conditioning is enough, so the white legs all seem to exude a strong chill. However, I still don't like study room. I like reading rooms. Because books can't be brought in, there are few people in the reading room, mostly girls who draw pictures.
I am very relaxed in college. I've been skipping classes since my freshman year last semester, and I haven't even met some teachers. I didn't make it up until the exam. After the lights are turned off at eleven o'clock, many people will preview with the help of the lights in the corridors and elevators, just like me. The endorsement went back to three or four o'clock, and finally I got a sigh: "That's it, that's it, the tide is gone."
After graduating last year, my roommates' work and graduate school were in Beijing, and only I left. They sent me away and set foot on the train, and the past was like smoke. Looking out of the window, I saw that there was no school in Beijing and the train was moving slowly. I'm in the upper berth, and the carriage locks my view. I just feel that things are like a dream of spring, and tears almost flow down.