First of all, about eating
I found that my memory of the first contact with some foods was very clear, as if there was a point, and then I began to eat those foods.
1. Mushroom
I hate eating mushrooms, but my primary school classmate Xu Leping's family is from Xiamen, and they regard mushrooms as delicacies. When I first went to Xu Leheng's house, her mother made mushroom soup. Although I didn't want to eat it, I drank it out of courtesy. Her mother asked me if I felt salty, but I felt like drinking water and I couldn't taste it. ...
However, they taste strange. One dish is egg soup with shredded seaweed, which is especially salty. Xu Leheng told me that it was light.
Later, I began to eat with it, and then I loved mushrooms.
carrot
I hate carrots very much, but one night, my mother cooked a pilaf.
Glutinous rice, braised chicken legs (chicken wings), carrots.
It was so delicious that I finally couldn't help eating carrots.
Since then, I think I can still save carrots.
3. Bread with strange stuffing
I have always thought that bread should be simply made of flour, and bread with stuffing simply defiles the name of bread. So I hate bread with stuffing.
In grade one or grade two, Cao sat on my left.
Really hungry, but this bastard is still sitting next to me eating bread.
This kind of bread has two flavors, yellow peach and red bean paste.
I forgot how things developed. Anyway, he invited me to dinner, so I reluctantly agreed. Then he took out a slightly squashed bean paste from the black schoolbag on the back of the chair.
Later, this brand of bean paste was added to my breakfast shopping list.
But the yellow peach stuffing is still different in my eyes.
Second, about hunger.
When I was a child, when I was very young, well, not very young.
Probably in 2008 or 2009, my mother took me around in a jeep all day.
Before that, I always thought that I was the most important thing in my mother's heart.
I haven't eaten since breakfast that morning. I bumped all the way in the car, only mineral water to satisfy my hunger. My mother didn't finish eating until after eleven o'clock in the evening, and then we found a place to eat.
The food after a long hunger was not impressive at all, but the feeling of hunger at that time was still impressive.
That was the first time I felt hungry.
Before that, I was hungry until after dinner, and I was a little greedy. But at that time, it was the first time that I was so hungry that my stomach ached, and it was also the first time that I had the idea that my mother didn't love me.
At that time, I told myself that this was the first time I was hungry, and I would remember this for the rest of my life: on a certain day in a certain year, my mother refused to feed me at 9: 00 a.m. 1 1!
A little naive.
It just occurred to me in case I forgot. 20 18.7.5
Third, I don't seem to have written this story.
What is fate?
The first novel I read that year was called King of Animals, when I was in the fifth grade of primary school. Since then, I have been unable to extricate myself from my fantasy.
After lunch that day, I took the novel in my hand and planned to find an empty table to read.
At that time, the school had just set up a large table and chairs under a row of trees in the middle of the playground in the southern district, with one table and two benches. In fact, this is not a good idea, because insects often fall from trees in summer, and chewing gum will make tables and chairs sticky and dirty. But the first few weeks of installation were very interesting.
When my eyes swept across this row of tables, I saw a person reading a novel, so I sat opposite her.
We happened to find that we were reading the same series of books. The difference is that I should have watched The Condor Heroes, and she was several movies behind me.
We had a good chat. It was really a brief encounter.
The class is coming soon, and we are reluctant to part with it, so we ask each other for information.
I said I was in the fifth grade.
She said she was in grade five, too.
I said, what a coincidence, I'm in Class 52.
She said, I am also in Class 52.
Ah, it's my classmate.
To tell you the truth, I'm a little face blind. In the third grade, after the school was closed, I transferred to Class Two.
Before I transferred to Jupiter class, I was in Mercury class. There are about 39 people in Class Two.
I was in the same class with my destiny takes a hand friend for more than two years, but in the end I became attached to a novel.
This may be the legendary fate.
Fourth, my primary school is very powerful.
teacher
I remember many teachers. Let's talk in chronological order.
Miss. Miss Wang, a tall and thin female teacher, has short hair and looks a little serious. She is the head teacher of Grade One and the English teacher of our class.
Another female English teacher who taught us later, chubby, with long hair and ponytail, was amiable and interesting, but I still didn't like English classes. This teacher seems to live near my home. Once we went to school, we even said hello at the bus stop.
Later, when we were in the sixth grade, she transferred to our class again. At that time, our former teacher was very strict, and suddenly we were flattered by this gentle teacher for a long time. The teacher said that it was a little uncomfortable for her to suddenly switch from grade one to grade six.
Wu, a PE teacher, is a good teacher, male, with short hair, and has been brought to the sixth grade from our first grade.
In the sixth grade, our class was very noisy. Compared with the neatly arranged first grade next to him, Mr. Wu felt a headache and asked us how to give up. Just as the next grade behaved well and was patted on the shoulder, the students suggested that we also touch our heads and pat our shoulders, and the students agreed unanimously. Teacher Wu probably thought we were just booing and agreed. It is amazing that discipline has really improved.
I remember that Mr. Wu's hair was still completely black in the first grade, and it was already gray in the sixth grade.
Teacher Yu, male, computer teacher and director, is super tall and has big hands. At that time, I especially liked the teacher's hands, and I felt the joints were clear and powerful. When I was a child, my dream was that my hands could be as big as the teacher's.
Teacher Zhao Yanming, a female math teacher, is the head teacher of grade two or three. However, I transferred to Class Two in the next semester of Grade Three. I have studied the word Yan for a long time.
Miss Yin Yilian, Miss Yin, a particularly gentle female teacher, is the head teacher and math teacher of Class Two. I always thought she was a silver teacher. Later, in the fourth grade, she got pregnant and didn't take us. I met her once in preschool, and I felt abandoned at that time.
Our class is a naughty class with good grades, so it is difficult to manage. Once at noon or afternoon, Teacher Yin was very angry with us and stopped giving lectures. Let's close the curtains (dry outside) and start giving us lectures. People like me have no resistance to air conditioning, afternoon sunshine and the teacher's voice, so they fall asleep directly against the window. Teacher Yin is very excited. As a result, snoring suddenly broke out in the class, and then I was awakened by laughter. I saw Miss Yin's red eyes trying to laugh, but I don't think I should. Teacher Yin said feebly that she was angry at first, but later she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Miss Wang, a strict and funny math teacher, taught me what the bottom line is.
When I am in class, I always play under the teacher's eyes because I get good grades in math. One day, I was scolded for playing too much, and then I knew the bottom line.
Teacher Fan, two words, whose name I forgot, is a straightforward female teacher, a class teacher and Chinese teacher of Grade 456. She can be regarded as my first teacher who became interested in Chinese. She taught me what writing is.
Once in a writing class, I asked to introduce the benefits of something. I really didn't know how to write it, so I made it up according to the text. The text is peanuts, and I wrote about the benefits of peanuts. Then she was severely criticized by Teacher Zhao. From then on, I learned the bottom line of writing: not copying.
She suddenly turned my vision of physics to whether I should give up my favorite science or my favorite career, because lawyers are liberal arts.
Although I failed to study science in the end.
Wu Xue, Miss Xiaoxue, our art teacher. Our school used to shoot popular science programs for us. In it, Mr. Xiaoxue is a fairy with special effects, and there is a magnifying glass teacher with an explosive head. The male teacher and Xiaoxue teacher co-host the program.
classes
When I first entered school, when we were one year old, we had nine classes, namely: Jin Mu, fire, water, earth, morning till night. It is said that the class was dismissed later because the classroom was not enough.
We were demolished in the next semester of Grade Three. Our class is Mercury class, and only four students, including me, were split into Jupiter class.
Later, it seems that another one was dismantled, and I forgot which one it was.
schoolmate
Let's start with the students in Mercury class. Mercury class is a boarding class, and many students live on campus. I only remember a few classmates.
Tang Zikun, we call him a lollipop because he is thin and tall and has a mushroom head.
Xie Yun, I'm ... the best boy. When I was a child, we thought we were made for each other, because I was the best girl in math and he was the best boy in math. We all practiced piano but didn't like playing (he even took me to skip piano lessons). We all like playing basketball, eating fragrant wings (a snack) and drooling (another snack). I play basketball very well. He ... He played, too. We were all hardcore players ... At that time, we especially liked to watch an animated film called Fantasy Warrior. I played the heroine, he played the hero, my good friend Ray Ma played the boy two, and the most annoying girl played the villain.
Ray Ma, a girl, Hui nationality, is somewhat introverted, but on the whole, we still had a good time, and then we didn't contact each other.
Pang Zheng, a girl, is taller and stronger than me. I don't like her (although I forget why ...). Ray Ma used to play with her.
Jin Yuchen, a boy with an oval face, is hard to remember.
Che Shize, the boy who transferred to Class Two with me, is a basketball thief. He is a bit male chauvinist and often mentions his father, but he is not the kind of disgusting person. On the contrary, he makes people think that men are the best.
Prince, a super good-looking boy with a class, is said to be a single-parent family with a mother.
One night, when it was getting dark, in summer, the prince hung upside down on the horizontal bar. Then Jin Yuchen wanted to play a prank and threw the prince's leg off the horizontal bar, but he didn't see that the prince's hand didn't grasp the horizontal bar. Later, the prince got a needle in the head.
Shi Wanting, a girl who transferred classes with me, left a great psychological shadow on me. Sometimes I hate her, but I can't help forgiving her and playing with her. This situation didn't get rid of until I met Xu Leheng.
The shadow she left made me hate it when others set the same girl for a long time. For example, you can dance, for example, there are ten thousand in your name.
Later, I came to Class Two and met other students.
Zeng Xiao, probably of mixed blood in Xinjiang, has long eyelashes and a little curly hair. She is super cute. She studies guzheng.
Yuan, Lucas, Chinese-German, brown and blond.
Song Xinyi, a little slow-witted, is said to be behind in intelligence, but he is not a bad boy.
Zheng Xinyi, a girl with the same name for no reason.
Li Mengqi, Li Menglin, twin sisters, usually I make one in the morning to find out which one is tied with black rope and which one is tied with red rope, and then I can identify the whole day by it.
Zhu Fengcheng, some vain girls, often listen to her stories when chatting, but it is difficult for people to tear them apart. I quite like what she has set for her own people.
Jin Yulong, a particularly new boy, later transferred to this school. The first wink I accepted in my life was him. I was sitting on the iron shelf, waiting for my mother to write a Niannujiao by the way, and then he passed by the door and gave me an electric eye. OMG, that's awesome.
He once went to Tepi, physical education class, and came back the next day and suddenly said to the teacher, Teacher, if I peel again, you will hit me. It's okay. My mom said you could hit me. I have a thick skin.
He also created the miracle of being the second in his class the day before yesterday and the second from the bottom the day after tomorrow.
Liu, her voice is always hoarse. I have forgotten why I don't like her.
Niu Shixiang is a beautiful girl with good grades. Her mother is a music teacher.
Liu Zhixing, a super soft boy, was a little short at that time.
There were many others, but I forgot them all.
Six, about face blindness
People who are not face-blind will never know what the face-blind world is like.
My dad usually has short hair, leaving a centimeter away from the scalp.
One night, my father suddenly shaved his head.
At that time, I was very young and was scared to cry.
In my memory, a slender ghost with my father's voice, wearing my father's T-shirt and slippers, insisted on hugging me and smiled.
Later, every time my dad went to get a haircut, I felt that it was not my dad who came back.
Follow grandma to the supermarket, without paying attention or looking up. Anyone with a black dress is called grandma.
Then I was brought back by my grandmother.
When I leave, I want to know what is the difference between there and here.
A couple approaching in the distance called their parents, but their real parents were eating in the restaurant behind me.
I was still angry when I saw the young couple wondering.
When I got closer, I found it wasn't my parents.
See a back, is a good friend. I was so happy that I wanted to play a prank, so I went quietly and gave her a heavy spanking.
I turned my head and found that I mistook one for another.
Leave with a smile.
There was military training when I first entered junior high school. In fact, it is just standing in line+getting familiar with classmates+learning radio practice.
However, everyone wears the same clothes.
Hairstyles are all the same.
I don't know anyone
A few times ago, the grade director told me where my class was.
Later, I found out that there was a primary school classmate in my class, so I took her as the coordinate.
Later, I helped the class teacher manage his life.
When I collected the money, I confused the two people and vowed to tell the teacher that he had paid it.
In the afternoon, I saw the classmate explain to the teacher from a distance and hit my face instantly.
Obviously, the hairstyle and height are the same. ...
In the mall, a man came up and called my name happily, and then I pretended to be happy to say hello.
We had a good chat.
I'm glad to say goodbye.
However, I don't know who she is until now.
Even the elimination method can't be discharged.
High school military training, everyone is a military green uniform. ...
Instructors are all buzz cut and uniforms. ...
I don't know anyone. ...
Fortunately, there is a tall boy with yellow hair and a fat girl with yellow hair.
However, the girl dyed her hair back to black the next day.
Boys step on it every day
I can't find Ben at all.
Senior one, physical education class called the roll.
Even if I have some famous watches, I don't know who is who.
Look at that classmate and tell the absent teacher. I think this classmate looks familiar.
The classmate joked that I was afraid I wouldn't know her as soon as I had a holiday.
As soon as I entered the student union, the vice principal from afar came to greet me.
I ignored him.
Later, I felt that this person was familiar.
And then the second time.
And then the third time.
Then I quit the student union.
I saw a girl in the examination room the other day and felt familiar. Then I looked at it for a while and found that she was a boy.
After a while, I imagined that he didn't have that long hair.
Hey, I'll go. If it weren't for that talented boy student in junior high school who has serious partiality.
Suddenly I feel that I just lamented that my little sister is really beautiful, and her voice is so nice. She is a staff member.