Liu Xiguo|Campus character sketch

Campus character sketches

Liu Xiguo

Purple lambskin

Don't get me wrong, purple lambskin is not a Afghanistan specialty, but a living person, a classmate of mine in high school and a colleague now. Because of its purple face, it resembles a cook in a small farm yard on the Qilian Heights, and its face is the color of local specialty purple garlic, and because its hair is naturally twisted into a semi-ring, and it is not long, just like the fur of a lamb that has just been born. With these two characteristics, from high school to the present, his nickname has been fixed as "Purple Lambskin".

Purple lambskin was known in high school. At that time, life was hard. Our students from rural areas carry bags of noodles to the stove and get paper tickets of different denominations, which we call "face tickets". A bowl of rice requires two or two tickets, and the students on duty report it to the food administrator every day, which is called "reporting rice". There are a total of 15 people in our dormitory, all rural dolls. After a long time, we all found a problem: every time the purple lamb was on duty, there was obviously less rice in the rice bucket. They are all crazy old age, and they are resentful if they don't have enough to eat. The head of the dormitory went to the food manager to check, and it turned out that it was purple lambskin that did not report the meal. Everyone blamed him for everything, and from then on, they didn't let him report food, only let him clean. The classmates in the city also knew about this, and they all said that the purple lamb skin red light purple face looked like a "big rat". Under pressure, Purple Lambskin moved to a relative's house until she graduated.

Xu is fate, when I was in college, I was in the same school as Purple Lambskin. One day after dinner, I saw Purple Lambskin leading a young girl, wandering in the orange evening breeze, and outside the school was the plain, and the outlines of the trees were clearly discerning. Purple Lambskin has an affair, this world is really amazing, I thought at the time. Thinking about himself, there is no Li Baicai, and there is no Pan Anxiang, from the classroom to the dormitory, he is isolated and depressed. On the contrary, I was a little envious of the purple lambskin.

At ten o'clock that night, Purple Lambskin found me, solemnly called me outside the dormitory, stuffed me with two pounds of meal tickets, and told me that he had just made a friend and asked me not to mention the childish things I had in middle school. I blocked his ticket and resolutely promised not to say anything about it, and Lambskin walked away satisfied. I was indignant in my heart: Sao Pig, for the sake of a woman, you see me as something.

Don't say it, Purple Lambskin is extremely gifted in language. In addition to majoring in English, I also took Greece, Hebrew, and Japanese. Every night at ten o'clock, you can still see Lambskin and her companions sitting on the stairs memorizing words by the light, and often hear the voice of the old man of the porter driving them to rest. Purple Lambskin became a leader in foreign language in middle school with her peers, and also won the admiration of the girl. Purple lamb skin, like purple garlic, a specialty of my hometown, has become the pride of my heart.

The leaves are falling, the new red leaves are not seen, and the campus is depressed in autumn. The girls who couldn't stand the cold chattered and made an appointment to buy warm clothes on the street. The frost and wind are tight, the cold mountains are thin and the water is thin, and winter will naturally arrive. Winter is coming, and the footsteps of the New Year's Day art show are approaching. After the evening self-study, the others went back to the dormitory, and I was still reading. At this time, Li Jun came over and said: Look at your fellow countryman, the whole corridor is his voice. I will be suspicious and suspicious to find out with Li Jun. As soon as we turned a corner, we heard a burst of suona sound coming from our dormitory. Whimpering, poignant, cold, and compassionate.

It turned out that in order to prepare for the New Year's Day program, Purple Lambskin learned the mourning tune from his suona craftsman grandfather when he was in junior high school, and everyone there is familiar with it. I went up to persuade him, and his purple skin face turned pale, rubbing his hands, licking his lips, and saying, "I just got out of self-study, and before it was time to rest, I attracted so much resentment!" Don't blow it, let's go, go with me to the dormitory to carry out the 'mass production' campaign." Curious, I followed.

His "mass production campaign" is to take out a cigarette machine (palm size, very easy to use), pour the end of Mohe cigarette on a piece of white paper, roll it with the machine, and a paper cigarette will be formed. If the filter is installed, it is similar to the one sold on the market. I laughed: "You are harming yourself and others and costing 'simmering kang) (northern soil kang, in winter to be filled with broken grass after crushing crops) transport." Your chubby, tomato-like face will turn into a yellow burnt paper face in less than a semester, so don't smoke it. I opened his mattress, and there was a neat layer of "Double Rabbit" brand cigarettes with each pack of octagonal under it. I teased him: "Smoke so much, aren't you afraid of getting the girl with golden branches and jade leaves drunk?" Purple Lambskin's expression was gloomy, and he said that he had already blown it with others, and he blamed himself for his bad habits.

Purple Lambskin really won the second prize in the musical instrument category in the New Year's Day Art Show, but the instrument is not suona, but violin. This made me look at the purple lamb skin.

After graduating from university, both Purple Lambskin and I were assigned to a rural middle school. Purple Lambskin's English teaching soon improved, the envy of colleagues, the praise of the principal, the secret approval of parents, and the joy of children, all of which contributed to his arrogance. Therefore, when students make mistakes, they often incur the punishment of Purple Lambskin, which eventually leads to a major event that causes a sensation in the county's education circles.

Once, two students did not complete their English homework, and Purple Lambskin was angry, and punished the two students to hold a stack of bricks from the south side of the playground to the north, and then hold the bricks from the north to the south, back and forth more than a dozen times, the two students made a "water duck", but the purple lambskin laughed as if admiring it on the side. The next day, Purple Lambskin was sued by two parents to the Education Commission, and finally received a punishment of being a year late and failing in the year-end assessment, and the county issued a warning to other teachers. After that, he has reined in, and he no longer learns from students like a fart in his spare time, and reviews the textbooks of self-study exams by himself, and five years later, Purple Lambskin became the first English teacher in my county to obtain a bachelor's degree by self-study exams, and he became famous. Purple Lambskin, who stepped into the ranks of adults, immediately did something that I still can't imagine.

Purple Lambskin and his colleague Wen Hui are neighbors and have a dead relationship. Wen Hui was talking about a girl. The girl thought that our school was located in a remote area, and the salary could not be paid, so she was shaken, and after the purple lamb skin knew about it, she sent a letter to the girl in the name of Wen Hui, in which she expressed some dislike and disdain for the girl, and her words were sincere, and Wen Hui "made" an ideal young man with lofty vision. But this contributed to a happy marriage. The girl said that he preferred this kind of man who was full of strength and strength in the face of difficult situations. Wen Hui and I were surprised by the purple lambskin's ability to make it clumsy.

Later, Purple Lambskin married a Peugeot woman near the school and started a family. He said that he has a marriage and no love, which is forced by the situation! There was no shadow of half a mother bird in the sky of the country middle school. I'll rob him: By Afghanistan, you'll be a curly-haired dog looking for food on the streets, don't dream of becoming a specialty ---- purple lambskin. People are more peugeot, more diligent, and a good car is a lazy donkey......

Purple Lambskin didn't say anything and lived a smooth life.

Now, Purple Lambskin and I have been transferred to teach in a middle school in the county. Both of them have a house and a child. Purple Lambskin is again obsessed with buying sports lottery tickets. Every afternoon at dinner time,Purple lambskin crawls on the computer to study lottery information,Single note or 3D, etc.,Always have to search for a while,Then take out a small book from the body,Densely write a lot of numbers on it,Think solemnly for a while,Then the eyes are closed into "two",Like a wizard in the mouth of the words,Finally open your eyes,Take out the pen,Circle a dot in a bunch of numbers,Towards the lottery ticket sales point。 I don't know if the purple lambskin is issued now, because no one is embarrassed to ask him this.

Old burning

When I first saw Lao Yao, the clear frog chirping was drifting into the room intermittently, and the clouds outside the curtain were reflected in blue, and the bright sunlight from a window shone in warmly. I heard that a teacher seconded from another school is coming today, and he lives next door to me. After a while, I heard the sound of people, walked out of the door, and saw the teachers surrounding a lean young man, entering the family courtyard, with a flat head and a broad face. The eyes were squinted, always like they were aiming at a gun. Take a closer look, one leg is still lame, in short, belongs to the kind of person who stands down the old horse and walks up and walks day by day, and as he walks, he turns the flat road into a slope. He still had a boy of four or five years old in his arms, but he didn't see his daughter-in-law, who was eating an apple seriously.

The old burner's surname is Wang, and his name is Mingming. I just got divorced, and my children were left unattended, and I repeatedly reported to the above that I wanted to transfer to the school where my hometown was located. Children can also be picked up by their parents for preschool, and they can take time to help with their own homework. A difficult problem has finally been solved.

Why is it called "Old Burn"? This has to start with some of Zhiming's performances.

It was about the second week of Lao Yao's arrival, and the math teacher was going to hold a welcome ceremony for Lao Yao. Prepare the wine and meat, and everyone begins to feast. According to the custom, after the stomach is full, everyone waits for the new old roast to toast and express the intention of learning from everyone. But the old burnt butt did not move at all, and he ate it with relish. When the comrades looked at Lao Yao with incomprehension and indifference, Lao Yao replied to everyone with a more indifferent and even arrogant gaze. The leader of the mathematics group finally couldn't hold back and said, Zhiming, you don't want to make an inaugural declaration? Lao Yao said softly, what kind of bird words, being a teacher is like being a young lady, eat a youth meal, eat this meal today, and prepare to dedicate all the remaining youth tomorrow. Everyone was swallowed to their heart's content. We call people here "Burnt Liaozi" who speaks lightly and does things in a hurry, so after this meal, Zhiming naturally got the nickname "Old Burn", and his real name is rarely mentioned.

The old "burning" grows like green corn in summer. Despite the green and white flowers, the weekend in the countryside is very difficult. We can only work in a group of three or five people to buy a box of "Tianhe Laojiao" for five yuan per bottle to pass the difficult days. Once, Lao Yao was the east, beckoned a few of us to get together, drank until we were half-drunk, and the math teacher Huzi came in. Lao Yao said, come in and have two drinks. Huzi usually doesn't drink a drop of alcohol, so he hurriedly excused himself. Lao Yao's drunken purple face suddenly overcast, and said Huzi, do you know how to lift? Are you feeling uncomfortable? I was about to cross over to fight the tiger, but I fell into the furnace pit (the countryside is still an earthen stove, and there is a big ash pit below), and we are busy pulling the old burner. Lao Yao reprimanded Huzi again: Young people don't be embarrassed, Lao Tzu's three-year (school system) is not as good as your two-year teacher? Do you know complex functions? Everyone felt that Lao Yao was a little too much and hated him a little, so they broke up happily.

Everyone decided to listen to Lao Yao's class, find more faults, and frustrate his "burning energy". Lao Yao smiled slightly: Welcome to listen at any time, what a big deal! In all fairness, the old class is from the problem setting and the interaction between teachers and students, and it is carried out in an orderly manner. The only thorn that can be picked is his half-hung Mandarin, but due to geographical restrictions, everyone's Mandarin is half a catty, and the thorn plan has to be stopped.

At the end of the midterm exams, two classes of young and old were in the middle, which greatly hurt his self-esteem. In the days that followed, every day at noon, I would see the flower wall in our yard crawling with students with notebooks, and each student did a problem, forming a peculiar landscape. Lao Yao said, strengthen these stupid cubs, and know what it means to "reward diligence"! Sure enough, in the final exam, the results of the two classes of Lao Yao were far ahead. A smile appeared on the face of the old burnt paper.

The desolation is drunk, the smoke rises late, and the courtyard is desolate. The quiet Qilian Mountain is as beautiful as a nun. Entering the busy farming season, Lao Yao's parents are very busy, and the children are taken by Lao Yao. One day after dinner, the child seemed to be sick and cried bitterly. I said, go see a doctor. Lao Yao said it was okay, this guy wanted his mother to be flustered. Lao Yao hugged the child and patted it, whining in his mouth. Occasionally say something poignant: Doll doll you don't howl (cry) / Your mother I know / red clothes and green pants / polish oil leather shoes and glasses / I saw the young man slipping around...... I clearly saw clear tears overflowing from Lao Yao's eyes.

In fact, Lao Yao's daughter-in-law doesn't like to follow him to eat clear soup and oligo-noodles, and people in the countryside can still eat this bitterness. She couldn't stand Lao Yao's speech, and she couldn't stand his cynicism. This is something that even we feel obviously. Once, several students from other classes came to the office to ask math problems, and their math teacher, Xiao Wang, couldn't solve them for a while, and was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. Lao Yao saw it and said, bring it to me and take a look. After dividing five by two, Lao Yao said to Xiao Wang, if there is a problem in the future, make the students come to me, don't mislead people's children! In front of the students, Xiao Wang's face was red. But his skills are not as good as others, so he has to endure it.

Maybe Lao Yao's IQ is really high. Sometimes, many children "surround the monks" with stones on the ground, and they always burn them to surround the children, and "surround the children" for a while. The little ones were not convinced, and Lao Yao said that you should come together and work together. But the children still lost, and Lao Yao smiled proudly and left with his hands behind his back. There is an old teacher in the school who is called "defeating the invincible opponent in the town", who is quite good at chess, a little proud, and likes to point fingers when others play chess, and his tone is full of disdain. Lao Yao wanted to scare the arrogance of the old teacher. One day, the old teacher was playing chess with someone, and the old teacher came over and said, I will teach a few tricks, and after three games, the old teacher lost all and his face was pale. Lao Yao said that at this level, it is also known as "defeating the invincible opponent of the whole town", that is because the real person has not yet shown his face, and he still needs to be humble and hone in the future before he can call this and that! After saying that, he walked away, leaving behind the embarrassment.

There is something that makes Lao Yao feel embarrassed to this day. When he was in the second year of junior high school, four boys in a class delayed their homework for a long time, and after some painstaking persuasion, the situation was still the same. Lao Yao called four people to the blackboard to calculate the problem during class, but none of them did it. One of them also grimaced at the old man, looking like he didn't care. Lao Yao's face turned purple with anger, and the textbook in his hand trembled, and he raised his foot and kicked at the classmates who were grimacing, but the shoes flew to the roof, and the dust fell generously, and the rest of the students did not dare to come out. The grimacing one was quick-eyed, and a jumper jumped up to catch the leather shoes and threw them at Lao Yao's feet, who quickly put them on, and then rode the donkey downhill: I don't want to do it, and I don't want to teach it. After saying that, he slammed the door and left. This matter is like a strong worm that often gnaws at Lao Yao's self-esteem, and sometimes when he talks to me about it, Lao Yao only smiles bitterly.

It's summer again, and the brush of thinking always wipes my brain around, and the familiar figure of Lao Yao is always shaking in front of me. Lao Yao, have you found your own happiness? Are you okay in another country?

(About the author: Liu Xiguo, pen names Wu Mengyuan, Han Song, Xiao Jiao, net name Flood River, Weak Water 3000.) Bachelor's degree in Chinese language. Born in Sanbao Village at the foot of Qilian Mountain, he is a member of the Gansu Writers Association. In the 90s, he began to try to write newsletters, essays, novels, and literary criticism, and his works have been published in newspapers and periodicals such as "Chinese Essayist", "Huaxia Meiwen", "Three Gorges Literature", "Shandong Literature", "Yan'an Literature", "Ganxi Literature", "Mountain Flower", "Years", "Chu Feng", "Jinyintan", "Lao Ye Mountain", "Dang Heyuan", "Tree of Life", "Heihe Shui", "Qilianfeng", "Student World", "Middle School Student Guide", "Future Herald" and other newspapers and periodicals. He has won various essay awards at the national, provincial, prefecture, city and county levels. ）