Chapter 55: Chapter 55: The first Youth Day
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On Monday at noon, Feng Yiping was returning from washing dishes in the cafeteria. As he passed through the corridor, Lin Hui came towards him, holding hands, her eyes fixed on him. The passion in her eyes was enough to melt steel. Feng Yiping glanced at her, and despite himself, goose bumps rose on his body.
This scene was very familiar, and he had experienced it before. At that time, when he looked up, he met Lin Hui's melting gaze, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do, so he stood there dazed. Who knew that Lin Hui didn't even see him in her eyes, and passed him by, heading straight for a boy in front of her.
So this time, he quickly bowed his head and stepped aside, revealing a third-year boy behind him.
That boy was very tall, and it seemed that he was not young. I don't know if he is a repeater.
The two did not walk together, leaning against the pillar, with a distance of two or three metres between them, staring at each other like the cowherd and the weaver girl.
Their bold behaviour did not attract a crowd of onlookers or hecklers. Instead, the students who passed by here tried their best to walk against the classroom wall to avoid affecting the pair.
Feng Yiping didn't know the name of this male classmate, only that Lin Hui's future husband definitely wasn't this person. Well, it was none of his business anyway. Lin Hui wasn't very good at her studies, but she was talented when it came to romance, so there was no need to worry that she would suffer.
On Tuesday, Feng Yiping celebrated his first Youth Day.
He didn't know what was going on that year, but the school had announced that there would be no classes that day and everyone would participate in group activities! Feng Yiping remembered that this was the only time he had been treated like this during his school days, and he would never enjoy such a privilege again.
The school had arranged for everyone to go to the town cinema in the morning to watch a movie, return to school for lunch, go to the town cinema again in the afternoon to watch a Youth Day celebration organised by the Youth League Committee, and then watch an outdoor movie in the school playground in the evening.
After morning exercises, when they heard the principal announce this news, many students spontaneously applauded. Then, along with today's morning study, the sound of reading in each classroom was louder than usual. After hearing about today's arrangements, everyone was full of energy!
They finished breakfast happily, and without being urged by the teacher, everyone took the initiative to line up in advance. Accompanied by the homeroom teacher, class after class formed a rambling line and walked along the road to the township cinema.
It was just Youth Day, so the village was no different from usual. There were not many people in the street, and the few shops that were open weren't doing much business. Some of the shopkeepers just stood lazily in the doorway, arms folded, watching them. After all, so many students walking in a line was considered free entertainment!
Some idle old ladies also came to watch, standing at the entrance to the courtyard and watching them. Some were even eating melon seeds, and from time to time they would yell at their grandchildren, who were following the main group, 'Watch out, don't run into the middle of the road, what if you get hit?'
Those little preschoolers, who should be the type that get more and more excited the more people there are, darted from the front to the back, from one side to the other, and some even held up their thumbs and forefingers like pistols, aiming at the older children walking past, making popping sounds with their mouths.
When they reached the front of the cinema, there was finally a bit of a festive atmosphere. A red banner was hung here, which said 'Happy Youth Day'.
The movie was '***', and there was a large, colourful poster on the cinema wall. Li Xuejian played the role of ***, wearing a yellow wool vest over his autumn clothes and a blue Mao suit, with his hands on his hips. He stood on a yellow earthen slope with a small tree growing on it, all its leaves drooping, looking solemnly down at the ground below.
Most of the students didn't know who *** was. Looking at his clothes, they realised that he was similar to their own fathers, a little better off, but not much.
The cinema was not big, and it was crammed full of several hundred students. There were only two rows of long wooden benches at the front, where the teachers sat, and the students had to stand. If everyone had brought their own stools, there would have been no room for everyone.
The class was no longer considered a unit, and everyone spread out, finding their own places, with the taller ones moving to the sides and back.
At first there was some buzz, but after a while the curtain lit up and the students immediately quieted down.
At the beginning, no one had seen the desolate Gobi Desert, but most of them had experienced the scene of carrying a coffin to a funeral, so the atmosphere was slightly heavy. Then, *** went to the county party committee to report for duty. On the way, many students felt pity for the emaciated children who were about the same age as them, begging for food in the middle of winter in worn-out cotton-padded clothes. When they saw the crowds of people packed together inside and outside the train station, covered in snow, holding bundles of belongings, and supporting the young and old, they realised that they were preparing to scramble to get on the special train to go begging. Many female students couldn't help sobbing.
Everyone was saddened by what they saw, and in addition to sympathy, there should also be a sense of empathy.
None of the students present today have ever experienced not having enough to eat, but they have all experienced hardship as children, and now seeing these similar scenes, they can't help but feel a sense of kinship.
Therefore, the county magistrate who appeared next was cursed out by many students. Later, the students were deeply moved when they saw that the county magistrate went from village to village to investigate the situation of the people, pulled carts to deliver relief supplies, and fought the floods together with the common people.
For most of the students present, the county's senior officials are the same as the leaders of the Party Central Committee, and they can only see their busy figures on TV.
Now they know that our Party also has cadres who are so close to the people.
Towards the end, the villagers along the street bid farewell to the *** who went to the hospital for treatment, and then a little while later, the words '*** died of illness' were displayed on the curtain. Many students, including Feng Yiping, had tears in their eyes.
He had thought that he would be immune to this kind of thing now, but who knew that it was really hard to control emotion? It seemed to have little to do with age or experience.
This should be one of the few successful films with a main theme. Another film like it is Kong Fansen. They are successful because they can move people, educate people, and make people cry. Perhaps this is because they are not exaggerated or overstated, and have a realistic foundation in life.
This is indeed a successful movie. I believe that after watching it, the image of an outstanding communist party member and cadre will be firmly imprinted in everyone's mind.
The movie is over. Although everyone is feeling heavyhearted, they are definitely full of positive energy.
For these simple rural junior high school students, this is also a good educational lesson. So on the way back, there is silence in the group. At lunch, everyone treasures the food in their bowls.