Chapter 2 two

When a person has no dreams, he should be old from the inside out. Freshman freshmen have too many dreams, like blowing soap foam with a thin wheat tube, a colorful dream ball, rising rapidly, shattered, followed by one, two, a string soar upwards.The same is true of the thriving twigs on the campus. Under the sunshine of September, light blue and childish buds burst out again and again. The tips of the buds stretch freely, as pale as flowers. And frantic. Li Nansen held a bookcase and stood by the placard in front of the welfare agency.The long row of wooden placards is inlaid with the colorful roofs of ancient Chinese buildings, painted glazed tiles, slanted cornices, and high ridges on the upper edge, but this kind of stuff with historical images is not It can't cover anything, neither can it prevent the hot summer sun, nor can it stop the showers that come and go from time to time, so that those event posters that have been pasted long ago and painted with many dream colors have faded, and some of them have been replaced by new ones at all. The poster covered it!

The great river is going east, and some people say with emotion: "The wave has swept away all the characters of the four years of Dongda University!"Now, it's time for freshmen to paint their dreams. Looking at the past, Nansen had to admit that the feeling of the fourth-grade student was indeed somewhat reasonable. The place where students gathered in the welfare agency, post office, Oberlin Student Activity Center, and Mingxian Hall had become a new world. .Old Su once taught him how to identify new students. He said: The flat top has just been upgraded, and it has not lost the rigid outline of the high school days. The eyebrows and eyes are childish, which is the characteristic of male freshmen. The new suit is stiff and stiff, and it looks a bit like a lively frightened bird. The hairstyle is new and tender. You pull me when you walk, and you always like to chatter, which is the characteristic of female freshmen.

In fact, Nansen has a keen intuition, and he can immediately tell who is a freshman and who is an old man just from his temperament!Generally speaking, Mount Dadu has opened its broad mind to accept these new young people, and these children who have just spread their wings have not been able to recognize Mount Dadu in time, they and their temperament, There is a clear difference with the old students. Short, white, and fat, Nansen feels that he is not more mature than others. He is just considered by his classmates to be kinder, more straightforward, and easier to get along with others.Because he was fatter, and he often had Brother Ha's funny jumping movements, and he seemed indifferent to everything, the students in the department soon nicknamed him Brother Ha I, and Lao Su added him. A nickname, call him Dadushanren.That means that he has a big belly that can hold him, and he can swallow and gnaw fiercely.

Now, he also squeezed into the crowd, looking at those colorful posters that let the freshmen draw their dreams, and he became more and more convinced that the feeling must be read, and that he could not let down Dadu Mountain. On a piece of green poster paper, many colorful foams were drawn. The arrangement of the fonts was very pleasing to the eye, and the pattern was simple enough to look elegant and fresh. It said: Welcome freshmen from the Department of Social Sciences to come to Dream Valley and search for dreams in autumn. A phantom of a round soap bubble flew past Nansen's hallucination. He opened the folder and quickly wrote down the time and the location of the assembly with a ball pen.He is determined to go to the Dream Valley, which has long been famous in the rumors, to enjoy the night lit up by the red fire there, touch the stones rolled in the Qianxi River, and listen to the words of the acacia trees. Whistle, look at that atmosphere, how many ungraspable loves are there that make young people cry?

He is walking around in this area, everywhere are posters, slogans, bright colorful colors, he is attracted and surrounded; girls' scarves fluttering in the evening wind, big flowers like butterfly wings The skirts are wavy and wavy, marking different personalities and talents of color matching. These flower angels are slowly dyed into the East China Sea by Dadu Mountain. Hey, Lao Gao, Nansen has quick eyes, and rushed over to say hello: On October 1st, our department welcomes new students in Dream Valley, why don't you take the opportunity to go to Lele?Let's find a stone to watch the fire and listen to your philosophy.

All right.Lao Gao said: Fortunately, I don't have any classes this semester, and I just focus on feeling. I am happy to be a guest in your department. No class?you say. Old Gao smiled: I don’t have to hide it from you, Brother Ha, my English score in the joint entrance exam was 96. I chose the Department of Foreign Languages, and the score appraisal was full. After the professor asked me to go for an interview, it was officially decided that I would be exempted from the common English course for two years. Darling, you are so advanced! It's too advanced, which means it's too sad.Lao Gao became philosophical again: I said, Brother Ha, in today’s society, the more popular the public, the more valuable; popular movies are released, there are long queues at the door, high-end movies, few people, ordinary writers buy cars, serious It's not a compliment for a writer to live off debt.

Nansen laughed. How are you?I mean, what kind of experience do you get when you recite your feelings?As Lao Gao said, he patted the other party's shoulder with the rolled-up magazine. The smell of freedom is enough, and the joy is too much.Nansen said: It's just too soft, everything looks soft and has no strength at all.Sometimes I really envy those young people during the Anti-Japanese War. Although they suffered a lot, they finally stepped on the waves of the times. Well, Lao Gao's complexion became serious, and he was silent for a while thoughtfully, and then said slowly: Each has its own era and each has its own environment, which cannot be compared.Today's life is too stable, so it will naturally be loose. I think that the ability to transform the environment needs to be cultivated slowly over a long period of time. Of course, we are not mature enough to talk about these issues, and we are too young after all. I always think: Dreams may as well be colorful, study How about real time?

Yes, Lao Gao, the ideal is not a fantasy.Nansen said: I am not opposed to young people being free and happy. As long as they are righteous and do not go astray, it doesn't matter if they are soft. This is not in conflict with being a human being and studying. Just as I broke up with Lao Gao at the fork in the road, a familiar voice behind me called out: Hey, Your Highness Brother Ha, you and Lao Gao are blowing sour wind all the way, what are you doing? Our department went to Dream Valley to hold a welcome party. I invited Lao Gao to join in the fun. Do you plan to go? Nonsense, my old Su is a night owl, sitting by the fire, even if I don’t eat barbecue, it’s fun to see girls.He squinted, and then laughed out loud, as if he were optimistic.

More fun than rubbing your feet? Hey, each has its own mystery!It's all wonderful!Lao Su said: Seriously, young people are not willing to be molded, we have to shape ourselves.On the stage of life, we also have to perform a few proud plays. If we are too serious, we will act too falsely, too rigidly, and we will not be able to act well, so I, old Su, am happy and unrestrained. Rubbing feet is also one of chic? That depends on the occasion.Lao Su said: Rubbing heavily in public places, such as sightseeing boats, even if it doesn’t smell bad, is a bad habit of national life. If you rub it in the dormitory and chat, it will increase the inspiration of the conversation just like Lao Gao smoking.

where did you go?Nansen said. The post office goes to see the letter. girls?I guess, a chic person must be passionate. completely opposite.I wrote home a few days ago and asked my old man for money to buy socks. Maybe my father refused to send money, but sent socks, either black or blue.He doesn't want me to wear colorful socks, saying that women look at the head and men look at the feet. Wearing those colorful socks looks like African zebras. All in all, it is inappropriate. Do you think he is stubborn? No, Lao Su said: Think about it, how could a stubborn father give birth to a happy son like me?My father's meaning, I understand best, and fully willing to obey.What he meant was that the dreams of young people can be as colorful as possible, but they must be steady and steady under their feet, and never play tricks!

Ah, very symbolic.Nansen said: How about himself?Never wore floral socks? Not only did he not wear flowered socks?For most of his life, he has barely worn a few pairs of socks!Yijiatada, he plows by himself, and walks in muddy water with bare feet all day long. This is the first time I have worn leather shoes when I come to Donghai. He took me to the street to buy shoes. I chose this pair of small square-toed ones, priced at 426 I said, "Father, you don't need to buy such a good one, just buy a few hundred yuan, that's enough."My father said: Don't be greedy for cheap, that kind of shoes, the soles are not solid, you can't let you compare with me when you go to college, you are barefoot all year round, you just need to dress carefully! Nansen was moved as if he had been bumped by something. Old Su was silent for a moment and said: Brother Ha, what's the name of the girl you told us about, Jane, and she hasn't written yet? There have been two letters, my baby is dead, I thought about replying, and two weeks passed, but I didn't reply a single one! Bad bad bad, old Su said: Didn't you say she was like a lamp?You don't mention the lights, but you want to stay here in the dark, what is your intention?After entering university, do you have to find a college student as a partner? You got it wrong, Old Su, Meizhen and I are just literary friends. how?Wenyou can't go any further?Old Su winked and said with a smile: Don't look at these quasi-bachelors with flowered headscarves. They are just fancy, not necessarily good. In the future, they may be good professional women, not necessarily good housewives. Housework, they have a very good vase!If you don’t believe it, if you don’t believe it, go to Dream Valley that day and eat what they make. The fish is raw, the meat is mushy, and the rice is three-layer rice. Be careful, old Su.Nansen bent down with a smile, pointed and said: If they listen to your argument, you will not only be scolded, but you will be beaten to death if you are punched. Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated.When Lao Su was joking, he always put on a serious face: They beat me up, the more they beat me, the more I shouted: Don't marry, don't marry, just don't marry!My condition for marrying a wife is: I will not marry anyone who wears myopia glasses and reads books.Do not marry those who engage in existentialism and talk about self.Do not marry those who love modernity.Don't marry the eldest lady who acts like a baby and pretends to be crazy.Jiaojiao Didi's little vase, don't marry.The first living tool of science, the little wife.Those who worship European and American breast culture, money culture, do not marry. Darling, how long have you been married?Nansen laughed tremblingly and said: I think you have no choice but to go home and marry a daughter! It's too early to talk about it now.Old Su changed his tone and said: First, let’s watch the pretty girl on Dadu Mountain for four years and enjoy it. I don’t want to waste my brain on studying the philosophy of love. At least, the philosophy of marriage needs to be studied. One of the problems? The two talked all the way to the post office and laughed all the way to the post office.Lao Su asked if there was any package in mailbox No. 073 on the cabinet, but there was no package, only a report for registered mail.Open the letter, and inside is five hundred dollars, and a simple note. what did your father sayNansen said. You see.Old Su handed the note to Nansen and said: My father was defeated by social fashion once, he couldn't buy pure blue and pure black socks, they always had some flowers. Just like the flashy characters in today's society, they are more or less tricky.Nansen couldn't help saying with emotion: It's becoming more and more rare for a simple and unpretentious person like your father. I have to go back to the dormitory.Old Su said. what? I went to mend the socks. Old Su held the letter and the money in his hands, and his voice was a little excited: a few pairs of old socks, although they were about to be torn, they were pure blue and black after all, and my father bought them for me.If I wrote back and told him that the money hadn't been moved and I would mend the old socks, he would be happy for days. Old Su left in a hurry, Nansen stared at his back, hesitantly.Don't look at Kazuo, who is usually humorous, but he has an admirable side.His life principles are always adhered to, and he still adheres to the serious and practical spiritual boundaries of rural youths, which is why he has such touching family affection.In the same way, would it be a mistake to focus on the glitzy and dark sides of society with a narrow perspective, and just keep saying that you are not born at the right time?Really, knowledge should not only be obtained in books, but also in the vast and multifaceted real life. The simple, hardworking, and filial aspects of this society need to be explored, discussed, and recognized. Li Nansen, a classmate from the same department greeted him and said: There are two letters in your mailbox. He went to get the letter. One was from my mother, the letter was very heavy, and the old man wrote so many reminders on it. The other letter was from Meizhen.This is her third letter.What else did she write? The crooked and thin first-quarter moon has been hanging there waiting for a long time. This is the most suitable evening to go to Dream Valley in autumn.Dozens of people came from the department, as did professors and teaching assistants, twenty or so freshmen, and three or four people from other departments, walked along the red mud path by the Hanxi River, talking and laughing towards Dream Valley. The rising ridge of Daduqian Mountain is wide and desolate, and the entire Taichung city can be seen at a glance. The overlapping buildings emit hazy, early-bright lights, with a layer of grayish blue A colorful mist enveloped the distance like a tulle. In the ranks of freshmen, both Li Nansen and Su Yixiong are eye-catching figures, especially Brother Ha. In addition to the big-bellied mountain man given to him by Lao Su, the female students in the department also collectively presented him with a very handsome man. Loud, very enjoyable nickname Romeo. Romeo, who has not yet found his Juliet, is simply romantic; his sometimes deep, sometimes humorous conversation, his round shiny face, with a healthy red, and his hair like a wild palm The loose black hair, the flexible, deep and slightly depressed eyes under the black eyebrows that are often frowned when speaking, all leave a special and magnetic attraction to people, which makes people feel good about him very easily. impression. But today, when everyone was chatting and laughing, and happily stepped into the Valley of Dreams, it seemed that this Romeo was in a mood.He just followed the crowd silently, rarely speaking along the way. Brother Ha, let's play the tune that you are good at hatching dead chickens. Your whistle is the loudest in the East China Sea! Didn't he have a stuffy nose again? Come, let us applaud Romeo.said the tall girl. Don't force him.Old Su said solemnly: Brother Ha in our family has plague. What plague?The female classmate asked intentionally. Big head plague.Lao Su explained: This means that his head was disturbed by a letter from one of his girlfriends a few days ago. , to work as a proofreader for a publishing company. It's not bad to be a proofreader, said the tall girl: as long as she is not short-sighted, it is always a formal job. However, what makes people sad is: she has the first-class appreciation and appreciation ability, but she proofreads those half-baked articles day and night, which are pornographic and profane, which made her really vomit!Our great old brother Ha, I, is indignant because he has overwhelmed a genius in his life! Really?Romeo, your Juliet is wretched! I don't have Juliet, Nansen forced a smile and said: She is my high school classmate, because of this, I feel a little sad but it's true. Well, we don't want you whistling for a while. I'm cultivating a happy mood. I can't spoil everyone's fun tonight. I should be as happy as everyone else.He said. I said so, but Meizhen's letter was like a heavy lead pendant, which hurt my heart.It is really difficult to cultivate a happy mood in a dull aching heart for a while. He walked forward in silence, kicking small stones along the way. Dream Valley! Ai!Dream Valley! The person who arrived first shouted loudly in front. In an instant, all the mountains and valleys were filled with that kind of agitated and warm echoes, swirling and agitating far and near.The beauty of this echo is simply indescribable, it hits the depths of people's senses all the time.Li Nansen raised his head involuntarily. Dream Valley is not only an empty name, not only a place with beautiful scenery, but also the soul of Donghai.It allows and accepts young people to sing freely and dream freely.On its rocky brown soil faults, there are traces of time for many years, as if the wrinkles left by the wisdom and experience of the old man's forehead, the history gathered by the long years, so obvious, how many wind and rain?How many torrents rushing down?Make the brown-red cliffs stand upright and jagged.In Nie Hualing's prose, Dream Valley is a pure and beautiful existence. Its joy embraces the dreams and innocence of a group of young people. Yu Guangzhong, Ye Shan, Chen Xiaoqiang, Xia Jing and many others have praised Dream Valley. It can really inspire people's youthful dreams. It was a brownish-red fault that suddenly became wider, with a dry river that was split open by mountain torrents in the middle. There were large and small shiny round boulders in the middle of the river. The dry river was wide and long, winding on three sides. The mountain is full of acacia trees, green and lush, like a stormy sea; there is a dark red brick ancient bridge across the broken wall at one end, and the circular bridge hole is half hollowed out by the summer flood. From there, you can go to the dry river valley over there. A group of students ran up, and more followed, all like wild calves, jumping, singing, and calling among the boulders.The bottom of the valley is very open and cool. The night wind howls in the forest and circles at the bottom of the valley, lifting the girls' scarves and skirts. There is a faint moonlight, hazy outline of the surrounding scenery. Nansen picked a reclining bull stone and sat down, looking up.Those green and lush acacia forests protruding from the cliffs and hillsides look pale and black under the moonlight, as if hanging on the top of people's heads, with a very mysterious beauty.Night has come quietly. Some schoolmates who were supposed to be landlords were very enthusiastically busy, picking stones to set up pots and stoves, picking up firewood branches, and lighting piles of wildfires under the moonlight. The girls began to perform their smokers. Baked technique too. Two or three piles of wildfires swayed, making the bottom of the valley burst into vivid and bright brilliance, and the continuous input of firewood made the fire burn bigger and bigger, and there was the sound of dead branches breaking. Next to the wildfire near Nansen, a female classmate from the same department came. Once she forgot to bring her purse to eat cakes, and Nansen paid the bill for her.She has a plump and ruddy baby face, big slightly sunken eyes, her body is much more plump than her face, her long hair is dyed or natural, with a brownish red sheen, she is very sweet and generous.Nansen asked her name, but she smiled and said: Everyone in the department calls me Big Baby, which is taken by boys.what's your name?Everyone who entered the East China Sea has a nickname. me?Nansen laughed: I am called a boy. Who doesn't know you're a boy?I'm asking for your name. It is really Nansen, the south of the north and the south, the forest of the forest The big baby once laughed upside down at this accidental coincidence, and the two got acquainted like this.Now, she went to the fire and took some burning sticks to share the fire. When Nansen saw her, he greeted her and said: Big baby, the old man is a landlord tonight, what program are you arranging for us? Burn wildfire, first dance folk dance, and then perform by yourself.The big baby said: Then eat snacks, introduce yourself, and finally, separate in threes and fives, and go to dream.She said, busy with her own. The programming wasn't bad.Nansen said. What's not bad?The old master hugged one knee and said: The first half is clichéd, only the last is interesting. This night, this fire, this valley, is really good enough. In the last few sentences, Lao Gao's voice has poetic emotion. In fact, even if it is really cliché, the fiery enthusiasm of young people will sublimate it into a kind of otherworldly carnival. How lonely it is to dance alone How lonely it is to dance alone When the folk dance program started, the former students sang such lyrics and invited girls in the department one after another, Youmou was a freshman female student to participate.After everyone gathered around the fire and formed a big circle, they continued to sing in unison what a joy to dance for two what a joy to dance for two Whoever turns on the portable tape recorder, the joyful melody will flow out briskly, and the charming dance music breaks away from the routine opening formula just now.Some teachers also joined in stiffly, and many shy and stupid freshman boys always prefer to be left alone, and they don't want to hold hands with female students to make a fool of themselves. For the folk dance, they Mostly dirt. Nansen didn't dance, but Lao Gao and Lao Su both participated. On this relatively flat valley floor, waves of music, waves of fire, wind, moonlight, and waves of human figures blend together, twisting and twisting, just looking at the dancing shadows falling on the stones is enough It's intoxicating. Old Su was in the whirlpool of joy, holding his partner by the hand, and twirling unrestrainedly. The contrast between his burly figure and his clumsy dancing posture gave people a very funny feeling, as if he was a black bear that could dance. , the more stupid you are, the more you love to exaggerate your posture. how?Not earthy? Slightly earthy.Nansen said: Maybe you are not used to wearing leather shoes, your feet are soiled, and people are not soiled. Suddenly, everyone made a cross movement. Lao Su took a wrong step and was robbed of his partner. Like a wild goose, he was squeezed out by the spinning circle of people. He was obviously in a panic. , directed at Nansen, whining and complaining: Brother Ha, you are so bad. I dance country dance and drive a taxi like a novice. Can I still chat with you?Well, as soon as I turned around, my partner was snatched away, so I stopped dancing altogether. Old Su was squeezed into everyone's jokes. After his yelling, everyone laughed even harder. Several male students laughed and danced and sang: dancing alone is so free dancing alone is so free Two people dance so awkwardly! Two people dance so awkwardly! Don't grit your teeth and laugh, Lao Su said: "The first time is raw, the second time is familiar, I still want to dance, training is OK!" Let’s welcome the new male students to dance. A teaching assistant said: Take a little courage to ask for a partner, don’t just sit on the rocks, be as gentle as you are in class, and dance when it’s time to dance. I was the first to respond!Old Su opened his arms and said: Brother Ha, why don't you come out? I lack dancing cells in my legs, I can only keep my eyes open, and I feel like I'm forgetting it! Dancing cells are produced by dancing. Wouldn’t it be nourishing to feed them a little dancing? No, really no, I have flat feet. Oh, strange, strange, no wonder you never pinch your feet. Let me dance on the stone pile, and I have to prepare a stretcher for me when I go back.You go grab a dance partner, you'd better ask the big baby. Lao Su and the big baby danced an Ibi Yaya, but he was not squeezed out. This time he was happy, and rushed to ask the big baby to dance another one. The big baby squeezed the tip of his shoe and said: I'm sorry, but the toe of my shoe touched the sole of your shoe. Just touch it twice, it doesn't matter.Old Su said: Besides, I stepped on it very lightly. You may think it doesn't matter.The big baby hummed and said: But every time there are 80 kilograms, you are stepping on my feet, not the stones on the ground!As she spoke, she breathed again. Forget it, old Su, Nansen interjected and said: It’s only three things, you can save this one time, don’t give her another 80 kilograms. When dancing with someone like you, you’d better wrap your toes with a piece of iron. Good boy, Brother Ha, Lao Su sat down and said: You are sitting here cool enough, do your best to humor me, and play a group game later, and I will persuade you to go up and show off, and avenge it with one arrow! Group games are held in the middle of folk dance, and some are individual performances.In these programs, everyone is like entering a kindergarten class, singing, dancing, running, and laughing heartily.When the girls performed art songs and chorus, Nansen whistled lowly to accompany them, but Lao Su found a clue. He suddenly jumped up, pointed at Nansen, and loudly recommended to the senior sister who hosted the show. explain: With the qualification of sharing the dormitory with Brother Ha, I boldly guarantee that his whistle has a nine-stage heat, and he can play a full set of symphony. We should applaud and invite this Romeo to come out and perform, so that we can feast our ears Regardless of whether Nansen agreed or disagreed, the endless applause and the tugging and pulling of many arms forcibly kidnapped him to the center of the arena like pulling a carrot.He stared at the firelight, then looked at the moon like a silver comb, and said with a smile: The moon is fine, let me play Beethoven's Moonlight. All sounds fell silent, and he began to play the moonlight song.The crooked and thin first-quarter moon shuttles in the vast night sky, the chants of insects and the language of leaves are the only natural accompaniment, the silver light is hazy, the cliffs stand tall, and the ink-splashing forests pour down from the heights to the top of people's heads, The shadow of the ancient bridge is quietly engraved on the rocks in the middle of the dry river. The night wind blows, the flames flutter, and the dream unfolds. Meizhen's shadow appears again in that bleak background. He was blowing slowly, blowing, it was his low voice, the precious friendship hidden deep in the soul The crowd was silent, and the swaying flames seemed gentle. Meizhen's shadow is in the moonlight, on the flame, muttering something, blessing something, he surrounds her with that whistle, high-pitched, hasty and passionate, just like a stone thrown into a calm deep pool, The ripples of emotion in his heart were stirred up, wave after wave, Meizhen's shadow flickered in the sound of music, the ancient bridge seemed to be moving closer, closer, and occasionally farther away, and the crowd was listening, silently Like the stones of the Valley of Dreams. After he finished playing that wonderful piece of music, he woke up many memories and some negligent forgetting in the past. After a while, the students seemed to wake up, applauded desperately, and shouted at the same time: Brother Ha, come one more! And Nansen shook his head, and retreated persistently.The brilliance of the flames shone on his forehead, and his face showed a lost and bewildered expression.Many female classmates stared back at him and smiled at him. He didn't seem to feel it, but Lao Su pushed him out jokingly. He threw Lao Su's hand and sat down on the original crouching cow rock. Thinking of Meizhen, thinking of the old bookshop with the broken iron shed, thinking of her giving up the pleasure of reading for the sake of the family, rushing to proofread those half-assed manuscripts under the dim light, he felt heavy in his heart, Dream Valley tonight It was such a dream for him. The folk dance has started again. Most of the male and female students are wearing narrow-tube trousers and colorful floral shirts. Under the smudged flames, there is an elegant sense of pattern. The overflowing youthful vitality fills Dream Valley .The two students who acted as demonstrations danced proficiently and gracefully. When they danced to the music, the emotions of the notes were completely expressed by their bodies, which made people feel so delicate and comfortable. The melody of the music was spinning in Nansen's heart. Nansen didn't move, but just stared at it. Every movement of the demonstration girl was like a light swallow flying. She was very similar to Meizhen, but not Meizhen. Desperation gnawed at him, and the wind in Dream Valley became a little chilly.He turned his face to look back at the ancient bridge over there, the first quarter moon kissed a small piece of thin cloud, and the clear light dimmed.It would be great if Meizhen really ran over from there! This is just a momentary illusion. Hey, bro, what are you looking at? Nansen turned around and saw that a dance was over, and the big baby was blushing and gleaming with sweat, and came to talk to him.She smiled kindly, and she looked so innocent and simple that day, just like a doll. Look at the moon, there are very few stars tonight. Ha man, your whistle is awesome! Thanks.Nansen smiled and patted the stone beside him: You are tired from dancing, just sit down and rest for a while. Seriously, I see you have something on your mind, and it might be easier to say it, wouldn't it? It's nothing, Nansen became humorous again: it's just a temporary doze off emotionally, and it will be fine after a while.Although he liked the straightforwardness and kindness of the big baby, how could he tell her anything?What's the point of telling her about Meizhen's situation?What's the benefit to Meizhen? You are so funny, the big baby said: I really want to take a break and chat with you. It is very strenuous to dance on these small stones. Nansen nodded.Of course, it is indeed very strenuous for an overly plump girl like Dawawa to dance the folk dance. If it is Meizhen, it will be different.He remembered that she and he both had such a tacit understanding. In the future, they would enter the same university together, study their homework together, and rush forward together. But tonight, one is by the bright fire, and the other is buried in the dim light, which makes people uncomfortable. ah!The folk dance changed to another tune, which still makes people jump and circle.Nansen only felt that the joyful atmosphere contained some boredom and some emptiness, which was an inexplicable emotion, and once it struck, it was hard to resist. Why not set aside the melancholy for a moment, and dilute it with this apparent joy?Indeed, although young people love dreams, they always love to seek their value and meaning in certain real things!This prevents many people from being united like the superficial joy. It is precisely because of the demand for true unity that youth has great motivation, right? Big doll.He called her in a low voice, as if he wanted to say something. Um.She turned away, brushing her brown hair. Do you often come to Dream Valley? Not often, she said: but I love this place. Did you have a good time tonight? very good.She smiled, showing her neat white teeth: I'm just a little tired, I want to talk to you, take a rest, dancing is tiring.And you? me?Take a feel class.Too bad I can't dance. Just go down and wipe your feet!With the brilliance of flames in her eyes, she said eagerly: You always sit on a rock and never jump, why shouldn't you let me invite you? Of course not.Nansen said: I invite you to the next song, okay?Not as a dance partner, but as a teacher. good.Only one dance, I'm really tired. Let's dance a slower one. I hope that you won't be like Lao Su, who hurts your feet. In case you touch, I hope you can bear it. Find a flat place, there are too many stones here.She said: Pay attention to the music and follow my steps. Holding hands, they were involved in the circular tide of joy, and the music was the wind, constantly pushing them forward.There are a lot of folk dance music, this is a relatively deep and gentle music, the dance steps are simple, but there are many changes in the formation. After two laps, he fully cooperated. You are such a quick learner.said the big baby. Where, Nansen said with a smile: It should be said: You teach really well.For the next dance, I can grab Lao Su's partner. But that was the last dance, and the fire was dimmed.The first quarter moon hangs high in the middle of the sky, and the frosty silver light shrouds Dream Valley.So, everyone sang the song "When We Are Together", and the classmate who hosted the show announced that everyone would share food, introduce new classmates, and then disband to go to the moon. Remember, the girl returned to the dormitory at eleven o'clock, and she said: After the time has passed, I will take your new classmates to climb the wall! Wall climbing?Nansen said: Does the dormitory care? The big baby moved its eyes: She just doesn't want to climb from the same place, saying that it will make marks and the wall is not a staircase after all.In fact, the senior with the highest wall climbing record is now studying at Harvard and will be wearing a doctoral hat next year. The East China Sea is the East China Sea after all!Nansen said. Of course, you chose the right school. Lao Gao came over from there and said: I heard a professor praise you just now, saying that your whistle should be counted as credits, and they don’t draw chalk circles anymore. When we sang together faster and faster, everyone put out the fire, moved the stones on the firewood, and sang in threes and fives and scattered.Nansen, the big baby, Lao Gao, Lao Su, and a professor walked together along the small path on the cliff and walked into a young forest.The fresh air of the night makes people breathe easily. On the leaves, vegetable leaves and potato leaves, there are warm and humid smiles shining with moonlight, sleeping quietly, and the laughter of other students can be heard from time to time in the distant forest. Let me introduce to you, Brother Ha, the big baby said to Nansen: This is one of our most respected professors, Dr. Hender. Welcome all of you to Donghai, we are friends now.Dr. Hend said in a fluent northern Chinese voice: I would like to thank this classmate for whistled for us, which is great. Nansen couldn't help but feel his cheeks heat up. Dr. Hender was nearly seventy years old, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and spoke very softly, with an amiable charm.After all, a scholar is different from a teacher, he thought. The green grass path seems to be covered with a soft blanket, and the lush bushes grow taller, covering the moonlight above people's heads from time to time.Nansen only felt that the moonlight of Dr. Hender's talk was more attractive. Have you been in China for a long time? Thirty-five years.The doctor said: I belong to China.Because I love China.He paused, and then said: I think Chinese society has many advantages, but also some problems. I like to study it very much. I hope you will list Room 204 as a new research project.Old Su said: Because we are growing up now, we are going to be the pillars of the future society. If you find a place that is bent or warped, you should bend it as soon as possible, so that you will not become material in the future and cannot support this society. fire. You are very interesting, Hender said with a smile: Most of the young people like you are smart, sensitive, and aggressive. They are very suitable for participating in the work camp initiated by me and a few gentlemen. The work camp is an active society. It has only been established for one year, and we do some labor services and social services. To make it better, we need the cooperation of our students.Because so far, we are still in the planning stage, and we will not be able to officially start the work until there are more students participating. I would like to sign up first.Nansen said: If you have any work, you can assign me to do it. What kind of work is the main purpose of the work camp?The big baby asked tentatively. It started in 1945 and expanded with the Nobel Peace Prize-winning summer club.Their purpose is to use their vacation time to go to various places to see where people need assistance, and we will take them to do it together.比加說：東大周圍的環境很骯髒，雜草多，蚊蠅多，垃圾多，水溝不通，山頂的住戶缺乏娛樂，衛生習慣差，又沒人領導培養，都是服務的基本工作。 這真是最值得盡的義務。老高說：我覺得，這要比我們關起校門做夢要實在得多。我知道，這個社團在歐美、日本好些學校都很活躍，對社會多少有一份貢獻和裨益。 you're right.博士說：我希望同學們能代替教授主持工作營，依照你們服務社會的願望去選擇工作。可是，也許今天的學校青年身體太弱了，精神上也略有偏向逸樂的傾向，所以很少有幾位同學自願參加工作營的，他們很多都去跳土風舞去了。 我也參加工作營了。老蘇說：我們捲起褲管赤著卿，工作完畢，在污水溝裏一樣可以跳土風舞，這樣，就是再踩著大娃娃，也踩不痛她啦！ 聽了這番話，南森的心裏鼓湧起活泉般的激情來，他覺得這種服務的工作，能夠鍛鍊體魄，實踐理想，一定要轟轟烈烈、不畏艱難的去做，一天的實際服務，足抵過半生空談，同學們，至少是社會系的同學們，應該首先來挑這付擔子。進入大學的同學，不該只參加娛樂性的社團，去求得自我的奔放和滿足，更需要顧及年輕生命在成長，並趨向成熟過程中的，鄭重、嚴肅的一面。 這決心，對於眉珍來說，也許是一種安慰罷？ 送大娃娃回宿舍後，南森似乎不能壓制自己心上正在奔騰的思想的浪潮，亨德教授的聲音，一直在他耳畔迴響著。他獨自穿過林蔭，看著星斗的移轉，不自覺又吹起嘹亮的口哨來。 亨德博士這樣說過：一所大學，假如對她四周的社會和環境毫無影響作用的話，這所大學便將失去她存在的價值了。要記住，大學的門，不是開向象牙之塔，而是直接開向社會的。 他覺得這幾句話，是一把閃光的鑰匙，把他心的門開了，放走了憂鬱，只留下一片陽光。自己為什麼一定要為眉珍的境遇憂鬱惆悵呢？她是個堅強的女孩子，環境雖迫使她個人放棄了學業，但同樣壓不倒她的。 在寂靜無人的林蔭裏，他獨個兒搖晃著，天邊，一粒晶瑩的星星也在搖晃著，彷彿是眉珍的笑臉，帶著鼓舞、叮嚀和囑咐： 生命原沒有什麼，它等待每個人自己去成就！