The sun is coming

What is growth?

It is the confusion of the whole people after the No.11 National Congress announced the complete end of the Cultural Revolution, it is Su Shangwu's heart that is gradually solidifying, it is the small pieces of tofu full of ink fragrance in Su Shangwen's school newspaper, it is Su Shangzhe who entered the school singing team and became the leader Glorious, it is the small notes flying around the classroom like Yuan Dajun and Wang Rong and Yang Xu, or the pictures of cigarette advertisements and hairdressing that are slowly emerging in the main street.

Yuan Dajun's first love was ignorant and confused.It is never uncommon for children to make fun of a boy and a girl. Sometimes it is because of a look or a movement, sometimes because of nothing at all, that is, they think a certain girl is good-looking, and they should give this good-looking girl a hug Lang Pei.As for whether Yuan Dajun is a cow dung or a genius, it doesn't matter.

Ever since Wang Rong smiled many times at the tall and mighty sports committee member Yuan Dajun with her white teeth bared, the boy began to coax the two into a relationship.Of course, all of this was done behind the teacher's back.What is Yuan Dajun thinking?

Once after school, Yuan Dajun walked in front of him not far away, and occasionally looked back at him smiling Wang Rong said to Shang Zhe, "Duo Duo, hehe, Duo Duo."

This was originally a sentence without practical meaning, but it still made Shang Zhe unhappy.Su Shangzhe was in a bad mood looking at the little girl in front of her walking who purposely stretched her hands into her pockets to tighten her fat clothes and stretched out her thin waist to imitate a pictorial model.Yuan Dajun looked at the little girl in front, and thought why the little girl's teeth are so white?It's still shining brightly in the sun.Why is the little girl's whip so beautiful?The black is dazzling.Why are the little girl's eyelashes so black and so long?Same as Dodo.

Then Yuan Dajun was surprised to find that Wang Rong, who always had a thick layer of snot on her sleeves, had become clean at some point.Yuan Dajun thought about it, oh, it seems that the little girl hasn't sniffed her nose for a long time.It has grown up, from a rotten grass head to a flower bud.

Shang Zhe was very depressed about this, Wang Rong's snotty nose was forced back day by day under his lust.Shang Zhe despised her dirty appearance from eyes to spirit, taught her to wipe her nose with paper, taught her to pay attention to personal hygiene, and finally taught Yuan Dajun a girlfriend.

The "love" of children is really childish.Their so-called love affair may be just a weird desire to be noticed.Wang Rong's voice in self-study and reading texts began to become pretentious. The deliberately sweet voice and the swaying head that kept changing directions with the sentences made Shang Zhe sit by the side half the time with a deadpan expression and drooping eyelids. pose.Yuan Dajun's voice of reading the text became rough and loud, and the loud reading voice of the crowd could still reach Su Shangzhe's ears after two rows.

They are like a pair of birds in heat, trying to show off their beautiful tail feathers to each other.

Every day, as soon as Yuan Dajun's loud voice sounded over there, the voice of the boy who lowered his voice would be loud along with it, so there was a sound of frogs everywhere.A good text will always make people laugh when Yuan Dajun reads it.

The original text reads like this—the red soldiers keep in mind Chairman Mao's teachings of "never forget class struggle" and "never relax your vigilance". After returning to school, they gather together to use their brains and analyze doubts.In particular, what could that ball of paper be?Dynamite or reactionary leaflets?

From Yuan Dajun's mouth, it became——Chairman Mao said, don't forget class struggle, and don't let your vigilance go.The little red soldier used his brain to analyze the doubts, especially what could that paper ball be?

A boy yelled from below, "Is this the love letter Yuan Dajun wrote to Wang Rong?"

Yuan Dajun shook his head: "No, it might be explosives?"

Another boy answered, "Are you going to blow up the People's Railway?"

Yuan Dajun shook his head again: "No, maybe it's a reactionary leaflet?"

The teacher appeared at the door, and the children's reading became normal.The sound of reading aloud is so convinced of Chairman Mao's words, and so cherished and respected for knowledge.The teacher was relieved, pushing his glasses and looking around at the children studying hard in the classroom exuding the light of loving mother.Su Shangzhe, who had been bored for a long time with her mouth pursed, had to pick up the textbook and read "Political power grows out of the barrel of a gun" before she glanced over, but she thought in her heart that Yuan Dajun should hit his skin with the barrel of a gun. Fall in love.As I read the text in my mouth, I thought to myself, I don't bother to be as knowledgeable as Yuan Dajun.

In the end, Su Shangzhe became a veritable light bulb.Yuan Dajun started to study and progress with Wang Rong, and every day after school, he came to him with a book in his arms, and then sat across from him, but in fact he was flirting with Wang Rong.Su Shangzhe didn't read it, he thought, only a fool would read it.After thinking about it, he couldn't help but glance up, Yuan Dajun was grinning.What an ugly smile, Big Mouth Fork!

When they finally finished their homework, Yuan Dajun flattered and helped Su Shangzhe tidy up his textbooks, saying, "Let's go home."

Wang Rong pursed her lips and smiled, "I don't even know why Su Shangzhe is called Duoduo."

And, why let you know?How old are you?

"No reason, everyone calls it that. Duoduo sounds nice." Yuan Dajun explained.

Hmph, you know what?How old are you?

"Eh? Su Shangzhe, you made a mistake in this question, it should be equal to 89."

Tch, you just write 87, how old are you?

"Where is it? Let me see." Yuan Dajun probed.

Su Shangzhe stuffed the notebook into his schoolbag with a huff, and said with an innocent face, "Of course I know I made a mistake. I have already seen it. Ahaha, the last exam asked how many divided by 4 equals 9. Wang Rong wrote 27. Your family multiplies 4 by 9 to get 27, ahahaha."

Wang Rong's face became displeased. Seeing Su Shangzhe kept laughing, she patted the table and said, "I read the multiplication table wrongly. Of course I can do such a simple question, hmph!"

Wang Rong ran away with her schoolbag on her back. Yuan Dajun looked outside to see Su Shangzhe and muttered, "Why do you say that about her? She has good grades!"

Su Shangzhe is much better than him, he raised his chin, "I'll say it, I'll say it! Who are you!"

"Why are you doing this!"

"Not as good as you! Go after your big snot!" Su Shangzhe rolled his eyes gorgeously.He is angry!

Yuan Dajun's face turned red, and he held back for a long time, but he didn't answer back, and turned to chase Wang Rong.Su Shangzhe threw his schoolbag on the table, and sat down angrily.He was chased by someone, and when he really left, he became even more angry.Why is Yuan Dajun so obedient?Is Wang Rong so pretty?Wang Rong's nose was pressed like dough.Deep eye sockets, but also nude blisters.Humph, no nose!Hmph, toad mouth!

Next to Wang Rong's desk, Su Shangzhe thought, she was his deskmate, and she dared to fall in love with that sunspot Yuan Dajun, it was so bad.

Su Shangzhe took out the knife in the pencil case, and drew a big X on her desk.The desk was well protected by the little girl, and the black paint was turned up to reveal the light-colored wood inside.The damage is too obvious, and it is easy to attract the attention of the enemy!Chairman Mao said that we must be good at fighting guerrilla warfare.Su Shangzhe reached into the table, and scratched in the table, with inexplicable jealousy and anger.

Destruction really makes people calm and happy. Su Shangzhe finally let out a breath of sulk after bending over and scratching countless times on the table, and finally scratched a few times on the table legs.

When it was getting dark, Su Shangzhe was still staring at Wang Rong's table in a daze.I was out of breath, and the table was scratched, but my heart was still not happy.Yuan Dajun, that dark bumpkin, has fallen in love with him prematurely.Su Shangzhe calmly pressed down the scratched black paint on Wang Rong's desk little by little, then went to Yuan Dajun's desk with a knife, and drew a turtle on his desk with the help of the dimmed light, hanging on the back. A small "0" is added, which means the little bastard tortoise!

Su Shangzhe had just walked out of the campus when Su Jianzhi came to find him, and the father and son had not communicated with each other.Su Jianzhi carried his son into the back seat, walked slowly, and asked softly for a long time: "Been criticized? You don't come home so late."

"No."

"Did you quarrel with your classmates?"

Su Shangzhe shook his head.

"Can you tell Dad why you are unhappy?"

Su Shangzhe waggled his legs and asked to stop, then stretched out his arms to let Su Jianzhi back.

"It's too big, let's back." Su Jianzhi still squatted in front of him and let him climb up, supporting him with one hand and pushing the bicycle with the other to continue walking forward.

When the Su Family Courtyard appeared, Su Shangzhe sighed like a grown-up and said, "Father, I hate Dahei."

"The army bullied you again?"

"Hmph, I hate him, I hate him."

"why?"

"He he he..." Su Shangzhe held back for a long time, blushing and said: "There is mud on his neck, it's so dirty."

Su Jianzhi laughed out loud.