Chapter 4 Four

For a long time, the law of life was like the pendulum of a wall clock. Morning, noon, and evening, class and class, reading and sleeping, were the same as that never-changing voice: tick, tick, tick.Nansen didn't go down the mountain for several weeks because of his pockets.In that boring and lazy holiday, Lao Gao, Lao Su, and Lao He all had their own proper occupations, such as reading books, playing ball, and watching secrets. Only Nansen couldn't rest easy, neither inside nor outside. wandering. Ha man, you're a bum for the holidays!Lao Gao said. Father Land is the director of the Homeless Shelter, so you go and report.Old Su always couldn't spit ivory out of his mouth, so he joked: If you still want to enjoy a little bit of life and are afraid of going to the cemetery, I plan to take you as an apprentice and go to the post office to look at the turban.

My old Ha is a freelancer.Nansen said: You are a real Dadushan people, if you want to play, go play with you, I will watch the door in Room 204. That is to say, but after they all left, the small dormitory is really more desolate than the Gobi in terms of human feeling.The only thing I could do was to spread out the letter paper and write letters to my mother and Meizhen who hadn't seen each other for several months.Every time I write the name Meizhen, there are always endless words in my heart, but they are all congested. I don’t know how to write. Should I say something happy?Or say something sad?After tearing up a stack of letter paper, the result is still a few words in a bland manner.

Dadu Mountain is very sensitive to the change of seasons, and December is its windy season.The north wind blew the flying sand inside and outside the campus, and also brought a bit of sharp cold. Outside the window of the dormitory, the sand particles were like grasshoppers, slamming into the glass, and the forests near and far were whimpering, and the wind and waves were like a raging sea It seems to shake people's hearts.Every windy day, the sun is always covered with a layer of gray-black cloud veil and dark yellow smoke barrier, so light that almost no shadow can be seen, and the night becomes very slow and long.Feng is a worse singer than Lao Su, even if he has no self-knowledge, he has to put on a very patient air, with disheveled hair, whining, and howling all night until dawn.

Occasionally, when the wind cannot be heard, the cold rain will rush to take over, covered by clouds and surrounded by fog. Although the rain is not enough to revive the dry stream, it also washes the trees and flowers greener and more colorful , the red mud path washed redder.The students of Dongda University like to write articles lyrically, and there is always some truth to it. Dadushan often pastes such poems on their eyes. Even the rough old Su shouted about beauty in a hoarse voice. Look at the turban in the wind, and the umbrella in the rain!Socrates means, I speak for him.All in all, the East China Sea in winter is just right.

What does exactly mean? To make your soul dance means, in other words, to have fun.Old Su said: Plato also agreed, chacha, very chacha! In fact, Lao Su is quite a genius for inventing new vocabulary. Once he saw the headscarves and flower umbrellas of the girls, even Nansen had to admit it!On windy days, the girls' headscarves are bunches of walking flowers that grow on the roots of Mount Dadu and run around dotted the campus. Their beautiful hair, tied in front and flying in the back, turned them into mysterious and beautiful Indian princesses. If it is raining, the colorful headscarves will be replaced by colorful flower umbrellas.The lush plants in a garden are drinking the cold rain, and the grass leaves are smiling brightly.In the post office and Oberlin Center, the umbrellas are wonderful, the floating world of youth, not only Lao Su’s crazy appreciation, any boy will be intoxicated by that world.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Nansen wore a bamboo hat and went to the post office to read letters. The umbrella flowers bloomed into a rich sea of ​​flowers. Every umbrella flower bloomed so richly and delicately. He walked past some umbrellas and found himself in a corridor Next, I met Lao Su. Waiting for socks again?Nansen said: Or is it a special trip to see the umbrella? No, Lao Su said: I just practiced my voice. Recently, I am more interested in singing. My tenor is very cha-cha, isn’t it? That's right, Nansen: It's very suitable for singing Duma tunes with a crying voice. You can go to the Gezai Opera Troupe during summer vacation and earn a lot of money.Your electrified magnetic voice will make people feel numb immediately.

Old Su didn't speak, he reached out to catch some eaves, poured it into Nansen's back collar, ran away with a smile, a flower umbrella was touched by him and spun, Lao Su slipped on the sole of his foot, and fell a toad. Under the umbrella burst out a charming laughter. Nansen ran to the post office, the small room was full of classmates who came to see the letter, some took the letter, some sent the letter, and some were obviously waiting for the letter.The glass top cabinet is divided into thousands of small honeycomb-shaped grids. On the glass surface, there are numbers written in red paint, and the number 099 is empty.

He ran down the corridor again, but Old Su was gone.After a gust of wind, the rain became heavier. Since it was inconvenient to go back to the dormitory under the rain, I had to stand here and look at the umbrella. It seemed that it was not an umbrella, but a colorful spring flower on the umbrella opened by the umbrella holder. Umbrella covers swinging back and forth, clusters of curved bows, purple, yellow, black, and blue patterned flowers, crystal water drops, from the tip of the umbrella to the edge of the umbrella, like a string of transparent tassels It rolled down like a bird, rolling on the girls' shoulder blades and skirts.The raindrops are playing the music on the top of the umbrella, thumping, densely ringing, even the melodious sound seems to be transparent.

A smiling male student, wearing a bright light yellow sweater, without an umbrella or hat, rushed into the post office from among the umbrellas. After a while, he jumped with a small light blue envelope in his hand. Coming out, he kissed the thick little letter, whistled loudly, and ran away in the rain. Hey, it must be a love letter!said a girl. Afraid of meeting someone who snatches him a treat, look at how fast he runs!Another girl smiled and said: Like a wild rabbit having fun. Nansen, who hadn't received the letter, suddenly felt lonely. Yusi looked very cold, and even that loneliness became very cold.In Taipei, in that dusty bookstore, sitting on a soapbox full of books, I could talk to Meizhen all night about all kinds of things.Sometimes the two of them didn't speak, each held a book, and wandered silently.But it is always warm and full, never feeling so empty or so cold.Is it because Dadu Mountain has a wide sky and wild land?Or did you leave Meizhen?

He ran to the Oberlin Center for a spin, and jumped down the stone steps bored.There were very few people gathered at the post office waiting for the letter. There was only one bright yellow umbrella flower, which was particularly dazzling. He could not see the face of the girl holding the umbrella, but only saw her anxiously walking back and forth. with. The rain is lighter, and the eaves hit the umbrella surface, and the slow ding-dong is also very lonely. It must be Juliet waiting for a love letter infatuatedly? Across a thin and dense rain curtain, Nansen stretched out his hand and played with the cold rain.Meizhen should have received the letter long ago. When she read about her ride in Carmen, wouldn't she smile happily?Forget how busy she is at work?How great would it be if she had a reply today?It's time to write another letter when I go back to the dormitory, telling her about the scarf in the wind and the umbrella in the rain.No!Don't just talk about the happiness she should have, it will make her feel sad.You should write about your own cold loneliness and nostalgia, and the letter should be dyed with some melancholy, very light, very light melancholy, as long as she has a little concern, but don’t worry about Meizhen: Dadu Mountain in December , In the world of wind and rain, the green is also very gloomy, and the red is too desolate. I stand under the porch of Oberlin Center, catch the rain with my hand, and the loneliness I hold in my hand is so cold.

Remember walking in the botanical garden in the rain?Meizhen, you said that you like walking in the light rain, and you like the coolness and dampness, but this winter on the windy mountain ridge is so cold that it makes people's fingers a little purple and wrinkled. Didn't come!A classmate who had been frozen in the mountains said that January and February are the coldest months, so the business of Pharaoh’s spicy beef noodles is particularly prosperous, but I can’t believe that chili can thaw people’s hearts. Yes, that's how a letter should be written. The yellow umbrella was still lingering in front of the post office. Nansen pushed away his random thoughts for a moment, remembering that there were still two classes in the afternoon, why did he stand under the corridor and suffer from freeze-drying?Go to the welfare agency to drink a bowl of red bean soup and add some calories!The girl with the yellow umbrella, her two naked round calves were frozen blue, her boyfriend was too bad, he had the heart to make her wait poorly in the rain.If only I knew her, at least I could persuade her to come back at four o'clock in the afternoon, since there would be no letter now, unless it was a telegram. Ordering a bowl of hot red bean soup, he sat on a seat by the window and read the newly published magazine Vineyard.Suddenly he felt that a cloud of yellowish and dim backlight came in from the frosted glass, obscuring his scroll. When Nansen raised his head, the girl who was waiting for the letter with the yellow umbrella opened the door and put away her umbrella. Only then did I see that it was a big doll.He groaned, and immediately stood up to hold the umbrella for her. The big baby smiled at him sadly. Let it be cold, big baby.He said: How about a bowl of red bean soup? The big baby shook his head, sat opposite Nansen, propped his chin with his hands, turned his face and looked out the window, looking a little lost. Wait for the letter.I guess so. The big baby nodded and was still looking at the post office. The big baby, who seldom had anything to bother her, lost to a letter this time. It was a terrible defeat.People are almost like this, once they are bound by love, where can they draw the sword of wisdom?The big baby who is usually laughing and joking, with rain marks on her shoulder blades and skirt, sitting there shivering and looking rather pitiful. It's better to order something hot to eat, big baby, I'll get you a bowl of red bean soup.Nansen didn't give up, and said comfortingly: Hey, boss, let's have another bowl of red bean soup. No, really not, I don't dislike sweets. The red bean soup is not too sweet. A little bit of sweetness is not enough, just change to a small bowl of wontons!The big baby sighed, forced a smile and said: I am losing weight. Nansen also hissed, thinking to himself, look at your preoccupied appearance, running to the post office every day, waiting for three months, no matter how fat you are, you will be tortured into thin people, why use diet to lose weight?But there is no room for him to intervene in these matters that are exclusive to the girl's house.As for the big baby, he just lowered his head in silence and played with the small silver chain on the handle of the umbrella absently. The wontons came, and the red bean soup in front of Nansen was almost cold. Nansen and the big baby were eating together, and the big baby was still watching. Don't worry, big baby, the next shift will have to wait until after three o'clock in the afternoon. The hang hang seems to be available at 12:30. Oh, that's not clear to me. No wonder she was in such a hurry, she was waiting for the airline registration?In China, boys are fairly well-behaved when it comes to love. Once their wings are hardened and they are released abroad, there are crazy and wild ones. What about burning inside? Are you so eager for that letter?Nansen asked tentatively. Of course, the relationship is too big, if it doesn't come, I can't live!The big baby fiddled with the hair next to his ears with his hands, and said in extreme annoyance: I just found out, it's all my fault. The face of the big baby is like a round piece of pink paper, with big and charming eyes, squinting and flashing long eyelashes, a flattened nose, but ruddy lips, with a hint of optimism and cheerfulness, but her The two black eyebrows, once locked tightly, look extremely uncoordinated, as if they were pretending on purpose.On the surface, you can't help but say that she is a healthy and happy girl, maybe the environment didn't give her enough training, and compared to Meizhen, she looks fragile. Don't be too stubborn, if you don't believe me, just ignore him!Nansen changed another way, trying to comfort her, saying: You have always been very open-minded when things go wrong, haven't you? ignore it!is it possible?I think it will definitely come, I'm afraid it will be a few days later, I am anxiously waiting to use it! use?What use is this to you? After saying it, Nansen felt that it was not appropriate. Love letters are the spiritual food of girls, so how can they say they are useless? The big baby looked at Nansen in a daze: Haven't you waited for money?The last time I was in Taichung, I bought so many things in one go, I bought all my money!My father's boat was moored in Panama, and he said that he would send me living expenses and medicine to lose weight. I have been waiting for more than a week! Haha, how amazing!I thought you were waiting for a love letter! Brother Ha, you can only make jokes, it will be great when I have that honor, just now when I heard your speech, I felt something was wrong, I didn’t expect you to misunderstand me like this, it’s wonderful! It seems that I will never dare to pretend to be smart again! In fact, you are not bad, love letters come first, money letters come second.However, Qian Shu is a real problem after all. The two had a very happy conversation, and Dawa put aside the trouble of lack of money for a while. Dawa seemed to be very emotional, and attributed the topic to general phenomena. She said: It’s true, I’ve gone to university, not just me, many people have not even lost their childishness. Some classmates often talk about us college students, and they become conceited for a while, as if they really can stand up to the heavens. When I encountered some difficulties, I covered my head in the quilt and cried, and all the books I usually read were thrown away!I make this mistake myself. It all depends on each person's living environment, and there are many who are really hardworking.Nansen said: We still have many opportunities to learn to endure hardship, be strong, and not be spoiled by the environment.You know that Su Yixiong looks joking on the surface, but he is much more ordinary than us. Young people born in rural areas are different from those born in cities, really. Whether it's emotion or self-examination, this is the first time that the two of them talked about the serious side seriously, and they talked speculatively, so they simply had lunch at the welfare agency, and the big baby was vying for a treat. Forget it, invite me when your money book arrives.If you are short of money, I still have it here. I will lend you two hundred yuan for your use first. Why stand guard for the post office every day? Don't you spend money?It's a month, do you have any extra? No, Nansen said: This is the public reserve fund of the second◯fourth room, initiated by Lao Su, and I am the treasurer.According to our own rules, each person leaves 100 yuan per month to pay the treasury. Whoever has overdrafted living expenses can borrow money from the treasury, but must make a detailed account, publicly report the reason for the overdraft, and write a letter of repentance. , express sincere remorse for wasting money sent from home, and vow never to do it again But, I am not from your dormitory! It doesn't matter, Nansen said: You will learn a lesson when you use this money, and don't buy things indiscriminately next time, making them unacceptable. Fortunately, Su Yixiong came up with this idea, but if you don't overdraw every month, won't the reserve fund increase? Yes, Nansen said: We only keep 400 yuan as the basic figure, and the surplus is divided and returned to the family every semester. It is also good to buy some gifts for parents and younger siblings. At least, this means that we live economically outside. good!The big baby's face was already red, but when she got excited, she turned redder. She cried out in an unstoppable joyful voice: "I'm going to spread the word, and we're going to practice it like this!"She said, pushed away the bowls and chopsticks, and ran out with an umbrella. Save, Nansen chased out and shouted: You heard me clearly, save!Not a diet. How?The big baby said: Eight out of ten yuan of my money is spent on snacks. For me, dieting is the mother of saving. You don’t want a five-hundred-pound big baby in the East China Sea? Nansen still doesn't know whether the girls' dormitory has carried out this kind of frugal campaign. Since he left the welfare agency, a series of cold rains have poured on Dadu Mountain, and he hasn't met Dawa again. The rain is always falling, and when you breathe, you will feel a damp smell in the air. Under the cover of low clouds, the rain and fog are dyed light green by the surrounding trees, swaying with the wind.The red mud path became slippery, and the muddy shallow water flowed in the dry river, washing boulders large and small to shine. The big leaves of eucalyptus sucked the rainwater and made a greedy tongue-clicking sound. The weather is so cold, it turns the bedroom into a refrigerator! Nansen was leaning against the railing of the dormitory corridor, looking at the raindrops jumping on the leaves. The wind swept them back and forth, pulling them crookedly, and people's thoughts were also intertwined in thousands of ways, converging into one. A vast expanse of whiteness. More than half of a semester has passed, and I have read all the books, have no plans, and my life is too busy, and my time is divided by bits and pieces of trivial things. I want to do something enjoyable with one goal, but I am not familiar enough with everything. On the contrary, I feel more at a loss than before.Universities are ever-changing demonic targets. They have too many hearts to be shot, and the young people who come in are mostly poor shooters, holding a gun empty-handed, moving it around, not knowing where to shoot. From Meizhen's letter, it seems that he is far less mature and down-to-earth than her.Stacks of letter paper are as thick as a small book; her attitude is modest and sincere, and she stands on the foundation of a solid social life, narrating those superficial images, real images, and her inner thoughts sound.Her fluent writing style is comparable to that of Gisin who wrote four seasons essays, and her depth of thought is not inferior to that of Dostoevsky who wrote about the poor. Perhaps, reading Meizhen’s letter over and over again is the biggest gain of this semester. ? The rain and mist moved with the wind, and the rain mischievously jumped on his face, but he was still standing by the railing, absent-mindedly letting the rainwater flow onto his chin and collar. Brother Ha, what are you doing so early in the morning?Old Su yawned behind his back: You're lovesick, aren't you? Old Su, how long have you been awake?you never got up so early I said you were lovesick, what did you interrupt? Nonsense, the rain is so boring, I am looking at the mountain scenery at the top of the city!Nansen said: No class all day, boring, rain is even more boring! Bored, Lao Su scratched his hair: first-year boys must be bored in life, chasing girlfriends, the worst thing is to say goodbye! How do you see it? Hey, how can this kind of thing make sense?Just know the gains and losses! I think it's because you old Su is too short and not handsome, Nansen said: You can't generalize and drag the whole first grade. Forget it, my old Sue is always two centimeters taller than Napoleon, and he has a very good tenor voice. Wouldn't it be too monotonous if there was no romantic trouble?Seriously, bro, what's up with your girlfriend?Why don't we treat our roommates to eat candy? Don't talk nonsense, we are just better classmates. If you have a chance, you can go to the next level.Old Su said with his eyes: love is the worst thing to do in circles, like Lao Gao, one guy only likes two girls, he is not as sneaky as you, he just publicly announced that he will divide the army into two groups, fight poorly Go after it! Philosophers also fall in love?Nansen smiled: What should he do if he wins both ways? what to do?Killing two birds with one stone won't work, I think, so I have to ask Lao Gao to take the pork case, and give her half of each. Which two are they? He himself said that according to his aesthetic concept, one is the beauty of slim lines, like a nimble little silver fish, and the other is the beauty of a religious goddess, like a fairy who has received divine favor. I believe that Lao Gao has no interest in others, only appreciation! appreciate?Old Su said: The attack order has also been issued, and it is almost time to blow the charge horn. You are still in the dark, pretending not to know?That little fairy, I heard that Lao Gao met in the church, seems to be from the Chinese department, and the little whitebait is Xiaocui from our class! Oh, old Su, your ears are big enough to beat flies! Nansen recalled that day when he introduced Xiaocui to Lao Gao.Xiao Cui is the class flower in the class, everyone calls her Narcissus, she is indeed a smart and beautiful girl, but she never thought that Lao Gao would appreciate her so much!He has always been a K-bookist, and he doesn't advocate falling in love. Philosophers also run churches?I think it's time for him to become a theologian! What a theologian, he just went for a joke, published his high-level theories, and deliberately made things difficult for the pastor.Once, the pastor kindly asked him: Do you have any experience in church?He replied: I have no experience yet, I still want to ask the pastor, why do beautiful girls refuse to come to church?Is it because God refuses to take in girls who look like Eve, for fear that they will steal the forbidden fruit again?The pastor shook his head, blushed with embarrassment, muttered to God and walked away.People in the fellowship said that Lao Gao was a weirdo, who did not come to worship God, but broke into the Garden of Eden to eat the forbidden fruit. What did Lao Gao say? Hey, he pointed to his particularly protruding larynx and said: I don’t have to hide it from anyone, I saw the forbidden fruit, just like Zhu Bajie who grabbed the ginseng fruit, swallowed it whole, and the core was still stuck here! You must be a believer, old Su.Nansen said: I listen to you, and you are defending God everywhere. That’s right, Lao Su said: I believe in God, and it’s already entered the third week!Three weeks ago, I became interested in a little radish from the Department of Foreign Languages. She believed in God, so I had no choice but to follow suit.A cat that wants to eat a mouse has to recite scriptures.In truth, I advise you to make up the numbers, then you will believe that God is the best matchmaker.Those girls in the front row are colorful and look like delicious fruit pudding!It really makes people feel that if they hear the Tao in the morning, they will die in the evening. Nansen closed his eyes and shook his head lonely. how?Brother Ha, are you not interested in fruit? Hi, I have a stomach problem, so I don't eat raw or cold food.Nansen said: I would rather go to the library and face those four-eyed frogs who are about to go abroad.I have seen too many doctor faces carved in wood, maybe I will become a great artist and carve a sad Dunhuang in the new era. Suddenly, the two laughed wildly, and danced in a funny dance in the rain-soaked corridor, shouting at the same time: genius!We are all fucking geniuses!Wicked genius! On the windy, rainy and ordinary days, they all turned into groundhogs, digging up Mount Dadu desperately, using the church, the Oberlin Center, the post office, and the library to collect all kinds of stories, news, and jokes. It was used for exhibition on chat shows, everyone chatted so frankly and sincerely, and sometimes they raised unnecessary big bars, and their faces were red when they argued, and after a while, they reconciled as before.I was excited during the chat, but when the chat is over?They all turned into deflated balls again, still feeling tired and bored. At this time, they had no choice but to turn up their collars and go out to find new chat materials. After the rain, the weather became extremely cold. Although it was a sunny day, people were still shy with the cold. During class, the students were in good spirits and did not fall asleep like they did on a hot day.The girls' coats came out one after another, and the winter colors made them look much more solid and mature.Nansen likes to wear woolen jackets, gray and black, which look so thin compared to the reflection. In the same room, Lao Gao is the most afraid of the cold, so he rushes to put on a full set of equipment. When going out, he even turned up the collar of his musty green coat , hunchbacked, like a moldy shrimp. Winter is a good day for reading, and libraries have become popular.Every time Nansen opened the door and entered the room, he felt a wave of warmth from the human body, which would melt the frozen heart like a cube of sugar thrown into a cup of hot milk, bit by bit. The temperature dropped sharply at night, and everyone rushed to the place where there were many people and the lights were on. Nansen put on a thin woolen scarf, and the first thing he thought of when he went out was the heat of the library. He called it a Turkish bath for the soul. From the dormitory to the library, there is a very gloomy road on a winter night, the sky is dark, the wind is strong, the woods are screaming, the sand is splashed on people's bodies and bodies, and the blue light of the street lamps is dim. shivering with cold. When people walk on the tree-lined road, there is a piece of blackness passing by on both sides, a piece of blackness, and a large piece of blackness. They are all black shadows caused by dense forests, and they have a somewhat magical sense of isolation.Nansen didn't like this feeling very much, but he couldn't get rid of it. He put his hands in the pockets of his jacket, with a book under his arm, and walked shyly against the wind, his footsteps knocking on the road, Looking back at Lin Kong, the lights in the city in the distance seemed to be dimmed by the wind. The wind hit the tip of the man's nose sourly, which made him even lose the interest in whistling. During the day, the library looks like a Japanese-style building from a distance, with tiled roofs, purple-red floral walls, and young trees all around. At night, it looks like a black silhouette, like a squatting giant. Beast, there was a yellow light coming out of the window, as if a fire was burning there. Nansen walked around a short corridor, opened the door and entered, there were rows of long tables, and students reading books were sitting on both sides; he walked around the wooden shelf where the magazines were placed, and climbed up to the reference books on the second floor. The room was just as crowded there. If the seats are sold out, I will buy standing tickets!He muttered to himself, walking to the open bookshelf, flipping through the books carefully as if looking for books at a second-hand book stand, and at the same time using a pad to copy the positions of the books, so that , it will be much more convenient to find that kind of book next time. Turning from English to Chinese, and then to history, Nansen suddenly saw Professor Hender standing there, reading a book on Chinese history with relish. He wanted to say hello to the professor, but he didn't want to interrupt his reading He felt that he was so old that he should be given a chair to sit on, so he walked down quietly and tried to borrow a chair. Professor Hender, please take a seat.He said. Oh Li Nansen, thank you, thank you so much.Professor Hender smiled at him. His white hair was shining in the light, showing a very elegant academic wisdom. Coupled with his sincere smile, it really made people feel like a spring breeze. Are you studying Chinese history? Well, I am studying the social structure of a certain era in China.The professor said: Generally speaking, the social structure and the form it presents are closely related to the historical consciousness kept in the hearts of the Chinese people. historical awareness? Yes, Li Nansen, we quarreled with our classmates.Professor Hender spoke softly, while going through the procedure of borrowing books, Nansen accompanied him out of the library and walked into the night air like sweet ice milk. You care a lot about society, don't you?Li Nansen. Nansen was taking a deep breath, and when he heard the professor ask him this, he said: certainly.I thought: All young people with a sense of national responsibility are not concerned about the society they live in, but we really don't know how to do it to help the society? At present, it is very rare for you to have such a willingness to dedicate yourself to serving the society!When you are studying, you must enrich yourself as much as possible, and then take the society as the object of study, understand it, and see it through, all of which must be done slowly. I'm always a little bit impatient, can't wait.I always thought that chewing on books would solve the problem, professor, should this be my shortcoming? Not to mention a shortcoming, Professor Hend said slowly: This should be regarded as the naive generality of young people, who always think that books are knowledge. In fact, book knowledge is important, and broad life knowledge is even more important. Books are more important. , It will not be stable enough to do things, life is the ocean of all knowledge, it depends on how you refine it? I have seen a lot of superficial images in this society, but I know too little about the real ones, Nansen said lamentingly. This is not something to worry about. Don't get the sky right. The castles in the air are too high. We must start from the root. What does the professor think I should do in such a learning environment? You are very practical.Professor Hender said: Life is like a stone thrown in the center of a pool, its ripples gradually spread from the inside out; when you study in the East China Sea, you must use the book to prove the society, and the society to answer the book In order to get real knowledge and learning, Donghai is in the countryside, you can meet some farmers, it is not far from Taichung, you can also meet street people, in a few days, I hope the weather will improve, I think of Nanliao and Xinzhuang on the top of the mountain I would like to go to the four villages of Canechang, Lijing, and show some films for those villagers. Would you like to accompany me there to have a look? It's a long way from here to the top of the mountain!Do you often go there? Often, old Hend said: Last time, I told them how to build a new pig house, I drew the pattern myself, and when the work camp was promoted, we went to move pebbles and build a drainage ditch. The light of a street lamp splashed on Professor Hender's white hair and eyebrows. His old voice was peaceful and somewhat childishly excited, but Nansen's whole heart was violently shaken.Generally speaking, when China's high-level intellectuals strive to improve their studies, they have had the ambition to devote themselves to society and serve the people. Unfortunately, the literati's consciousness is too strong. Confined in a small world, I want to have a free time.Who cares about social groups like Professor Hender?How exciting is it that a white-haired foreign scholar loves China more than Chinese scholars in actual behavior?What a big irony? Professor, when you go, please tell me beforehand, I will go with you! Ah, wonderful!I need help just now. At this moment, Nansen touched the warm palm stretched out by Professor Hender. He held the palm tightly, and his whole body became warm.After he separated from the professor, he whistled a majestic and brisk marching tune. No matter how loud the woods neighed and the night wind was sharp, he didn't feel cold at all, and his heart was already burning. Who would like to accompany the great white-headed Dr. Hender up the mountain? After returning to the dormitory, he asked for the opinions of the three. Lao Gao asked the reason, and the first responder said that he absolutely agreed with it.He Liangtang said that he would also like to follow. If it's Saturday and Sunday, I don't play tennis. Only Su Yixiong stood on stilts and said nothing. how?Nansen said: Are you going to hibernate in bed? My old Su is not a cold-blooded animal. Then you didn't express it?Nansen said: You didn't raise your hand. Why so formal?Old Su's big toe moved back and forth in the air and said: I am lifting both feet!Raising your feet is more deliberate and thorough than raising your hands! After a series of windy and rainy days, the weather gradually cleared up, and the usually neglected campus was full of vitality. After class, the male and female students crowded into the vast lawn to bask in the sun. The moistened flowers and trees look pure and green, perhaps because Dongyang is pale and anemic, and the heat is very weak, it can't erase a layer of coldness. Professor Hender has set the entertainment service for the four villages as the weekend of this week. The four guys in the second◯fourth room are very excited, and they all hope that there will be no rain or rain on that day, because the screen is hung in the open air. on the field.However, the departure at 6:30 in the morning made Lao Su, who was sleepy and early, nervous. In the end, he decided not to rub his feet the night before, and his feet would sound the alarm the next morning. That's the best way, he said: better than an alarm clock. I don't understand, Nansen said: You are from the countryside, you should have the habit of getting up early and going to bed early, and our old man Su is a hardworking person, how could he let you sleep late? As a last resort, Lao Su said: Just because I was in the country, and in a middle school like that, the mathematics teacher often got drunk and talked about geometry, and the graphics were drawn outside the blackboard. In a modern romance novel, the physics and chemistry teacher's main job is to raise chickens. In class, he only asks if a chicken lays an egg is a physical change?Or a chemical change?Is it a physical change that the chicken weighs three catties after three months of injection?Or a chemical change?A few years later, no one remembers anything else, except that he had a total of sixty-nine leghorn chickens, which ones were the champion chickens that laid eggs, and which ones were the unlucky chickens that refused to lay eggs. What nonsense!Lao Gao said: These have something to do with your liking to sleep in and fart? Why is it irrelevant?Old Su said: The school is like this, if I didn't stay up all night to work hard, what would I take for the East China Sea exam?Take the bottle brother and sister I love you and those Leghorn chickens? wonderful!wonderful!Lin Yutang also lost to you! Of course, Old Su squinted his eyes, all the cells in his body danced, cleared his throat and said: The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, a new generation replaces the old, his old-fashioned humor is just a skyrocket, like my old Su’s The new rocket is incomparable! Stop being intoxicated!He Liangtang said in a soft voice: The sky cannon can reach Yangmingshan, but your rocket can't dream of the moon. What are you in a hurry for?Old Su said: My rocket has not left the laboratory yet!One day when I ran into Dr. Lin, I kept him silent, fearing that he would not find out until three days later. Haha, Nansen suddenly shouted with a note: This debate is completely lost, it is half past six in the afternoon.That is to say, your old Su can sleep to the extent that you don't eat lunch, I was wrong. Lao Gao mentioned the matter of the work camp, and Nansen told him that there is no progress at present. Most people prefer to have fun when participating in activities and clubs. If they are asked to sacrifice their weekends and holidays to engage in service labor, they will hesitate. I'm standing still. The male students are very cunning, and the female students are very flamboyant. He sighed: Everyone seems to be not enthusiastic enough about the work camp. If the professor handed over the work camp to the students, it would be very difficult. Because of the difficulties, our second◯fourth room couldn’t shrink our heads. Lao Gao said: Professor Hender can ignore the wind and cold at such an age. Where is the blood and enthusiasm of our young people? Ashamed, ashamed.He Liangtang said. What's the use of being ashamed?Old Su said: We do it ourselves! Do it yourself, Lao Gao thought about it and said: Our four generals in Room 204 put up the airs first, Brother Ha is very motivated and should take full responsibility. He is as meticulous as a hair, and it is ideal to manage the general affairs. And you?what are you doing? I will be a dog-headed military adviser and participate in camp affairs!Lao Gao said: We want to let Professor Hend know the vitality of contemporary Chinese youth. In the winter when the sun is light, it is most comfortable to take a nap under the warm quilt, and the four of them snored just like that.南森是聽著窗外搖響玻璃的風聲驚醒的，從熟睡中睜開眼，就見老高裹著那件霉綠色的大衣。躺在椅子上。用火柴棒剔牙。 what time is it?Old Gao. 晚飯完畢，等著出發。 糟，我睡過了頭了。南森猛一掀被子坐起來，又打了個寒噤縮進去，叫說：啊，好冷！ 空肚子焉得不冷？老高嘲弄的說。 他們兩個不在？南森兩眼惺忪的。 飯吃完了，大概在喝湯罷。我說，哈老哥，這頓飯你是來不及吃了，亨德教授已經在等著啦！別怪咱們不叫你，老賀他叫過你，你答應馬上起床，咱們才離開寢室的，誰知你賴床不起。 南森這才嘶嘶呵呵的掀開棉被，渾身抖索著，匆忙的穿上衣裳，他去洗臉時。老蘇和老賀回來了，兩人帶來一包夾了肉的饅頭， 快吃罷，老賀說：你的衣裳得多穿點兒，那四個村子在大度山頂上，比這兒更冷。 四個人在六點鐘趕到亨德教授那裏，老亨德業已在等著了，他穿著舊毛大衣，黃褐色，圍著白羊毛圍巾。和他那一頭白髮輝映著；南森幫他拿放映機和放映架，老蘇扛著捲筒型的銀幕，老賀提著拷貝，老高打電筒，沿著旱溪邊的泥路朝山頂走。 天空沒有一顆星粒，好黑，五個人全靠電筒明滅的光亮辨認路徑，據亨德教授說，如果走得快的話，到達那邊，也得要有四五十分鐘的路程。 東海已經夠荒涼了，老高說：想不到我們背後的大斷崖上還有人家。 想不到，我們只想到夢谷。 亨德教授和他們說起那四座村落；在相思樹林的環拱中，背臨著一道紅土的大斷崖，風雨剝蝕著凸露在斷崖間的石子，也剝蝕著那些村落的屋宇。村落裏的人們，是在那裏居住過好些世代的。大度山的四座村落，有一條崎嶇的牛車道和外界相通，東海建校後，原設在山腰的垃圾堆場遷移到大斷崖那裏，常有運垃圾的牛車，蹣跚的爬上山頂，把垃圾傾入斷崖下的深谷裏去。 村上人知不知道我們要去？professor. knew.我已經先告訴村長了。 前面泥路越走越窄，在密密的相思林和蔓草叢生的山脊繞著；快接近村落了，時有一些竹編的圍籬和茅屋的影子，在苦竹叢邊顯露出來，遠處有昏暗的燈光搖曳，像一些黃色的星子，閃閃灼灼的眨動著眼睛。風好大，呼呼的風濤像洶湧的浪，直打到人的耳門上。 村長提著馬燈，和四五個村人候在村口接他們，並且帶他們到放映電影的空場上。那兒有一間用紅瓦蓋成的小廟，廟前有一塊比較平坦的空地，廟裏沒有和尚和尼姑，純是村民們自己搭建的，廟裏也沒有神像，祇有一張寫著神號的紙牌貼在後壁上，聽任村民們在這兒發洩他們原始的情感，訴說他們的希望。 村民也有很多人，帶著自備的椅凳，圍集在空場上，帶著興奮的樣子談論著。幾個人在亨德教授的指導下立好銀幕，架妥放映機，接上電線，便開始放映影片。影片都是些教育性的短片，有彩色的，也有黑白的。南森用台語說明，為了壓制孩子們的嘻笑聲，他幾乎是費力的吼著，幾十分鐘吼下來，嗓子都有些啞了。 村裏的孩童們，似乎從來不到台中的影院，他們對放映機和銀幕都很好奇，影片放映時，他們喜歡跑到幕前去，打算摸一摸畫面，大人就立刻伸手把他們拖回去。 人是越聚越多了。 風更猛烈的掠過來，把銀幕吹動，使畫面時呈波浪。影片放完了，大家吵著要再放，亨德教授祇好答許他們，把原已放過的片子從頭再放一遍。 山頂上的風把南森吹得打著寒噤。 但他滿心都感到快樂。 他們真的把快樂一路帶了回來，這是在跳舞時，歌唱時，談天時從沒曾有過的，一種屬於服務人群的快樂，雖然他們所作的微不足道，但這總算是開始。 南森久久的回想著那夜，黑黑的山路，黃黃的茅屋燈火，有些原始風的小廟堂，和那群鄉氣的，憨樸卻非常快樂的山村居民，他也記著深夜道別時，小孩們奔跑著，跳躍著送別他們的情景。 校園裏仍留繫著冬季的風，在林叢裏呼嘯著，風聲在四周迴湧；人有些寂寞，但生命很有充實之感，誰這樣說過的呢？給人快樂的人，會收穫到更大的快樂，給人溫暖的人，會得到更多的溫暖。他真的要這樣，奮力的向前跑。 那是生命的，原始而有力的要求。 向前跑！