Chapter 1: Beijing in October

Li Siming left the base with memories of the past and expectations for the future. He stubbornly refused anyone's farewell and embarked on the way home alone.

Back to Beijing, it was a day shortly after the National Day. The golden autumn of October was the most beautiful season in Beijing. In the autumn of 1981, Beijing had a few more pleasant colors than in previous years.

Workers still have an unshakable social status. They wear blue clothes, which symbolizes that they are a worker. In green military uniforms, they can definitely walk on the street with their heads raised and their chests up, but this does not mean that their identity is a soldier. Although green uniforms are still a popular color. The clothes of people on the streets have become rich and colorful. The standard image of boys is a pair of white sneakers, blue cloth pants, and a set on their elbows, which is as soft as satin. They take a buzz cut and stand on the street, which is completely complete.

The "cool brother" at the end. The girl who is in her prime is naturally not lonely. They wear red and blue floral long skirts, and they are carefully pleated on the corners. The girls who are best at dressing are wearing white skirts with a texture of Queliang. In order to prevent exposure, they put on a petticoat skirt. When they walk, the corners of the skirt are flying like a cloud in the clouds, with a full sense of manners. Queliang was a symbol of exquisite life at that time. Boys and girls often wore it on the streets, and they were full of expectations.

Three years ago, the Third Plenary Session of the Eleventh Central Committee indicated that the clarion call of "reform" had sounded, and the establishment of diplomatic relations between China and the United States in early 1979 indicated that a "open" China began to start. A lightning-thrust-down ideological liberation quickly spread across the land of China. Intellectuals took the stage of this era, and some events were also passionately screened on the curtain of that era like slides - Misty Poetry, Star Painting Exhibition, Scar literature, avant-garde literature, exploratory films, Sartre's existentialism, Nietzsche's declaration of "God is dead", aesthetic fever, salon gatherings, etc. - These historical events that once caused great responses in society have become a symbol or even symbolic symbol of the 1980s. As the saying goes, "the flowers are gradually fascinating to the eyes", all of this follows, leaving the intellectuals always in a state of madness, just like the interpretation of the spirit of Dionysians mentioned by Nietzsche.

In the same October two years ago, the naked women on the mural of the Capital International Airport's waiting hall triggered a shocking power beyond the human body itself. Last year, actress Zhang Yu became the "Golden Rooster" and the "Hundred Flowers" double actress with the two images of returning overseas Chinese female young woman who played the movie "Lushan Love" and the female Red Guard who had a great change in her thoughts in "Night Rain of Bashan", and this year can be called Zhang Yunian. She starred in the films "Zhiyin" and "Little Street"

These two films, especially "Little Street", caused a great response at that time. Zhang Yu's boy-like short hair in "Little Street", just like Audrey Hepburn's short hair in "Roman Holiday", triggered a short hair trend among simple and immature girls. Her short hair and turtleneck sweater in the play brought a crazy "fashion trend" to the Chinese people who had just awakened from closure. This year, she became a symbol of the image of "beauty" in the hearts of the Chinese people at that time.

The rapid popular disco music beats this year brought people strong sensory stimulation. This kind of black music with a strong sense of rhythm is very popular among young people in China. At least before the emergence of Chinese rock and roll and was widely accepted, disco was actually an indirect explosion and direct release of the inner depression or depression of young people. Even young people were full of motivation and began to study aesthetics in a swarm, and amateur high-profile discussions about the "essence of beauty" could be heard everywhere. Many professors who came to China from abroad were surprised to find that the boring aesthetic lectures would have hundreds of listeners. Although people soon discovered that aesthetics were not the same as the art they actually loved, and when they fell in love with others, aestheticians had already enjoyed glory this year.

The place where the call home was getting closer and closer, and Li Siming's pace involuntarily increased the frequency. Finally, he got home. Li Siming knocked on the door quickly. The door opened, and it was her mother who opened the door. After a brief shock, she screamed out in surprise, pulled Li Siming in, hugged her in her arms and cried anxiously. Her father was also at home, and his father's love was different from that of his mother. He stood aside and watched silently, but his wet corners betrayed his heart.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I'm too busy at work and haven't come back to see you for more than two years." Li Siming said apologetically in his mother's arms. In fact, although he is very busy, he does not have time to come back. For him, God arranged for him to care for him and love his parents, making him full of attachment to home. He was afraid that after returning home, he would become tired of his military career. Now that he is back, he has no direct relationship with the army anymore, and he can enjoy the warmth of home wholeheartedly.

"Old Li, go buy some vegetables, don't forget to buy some pork, today we welcome Siming to our family!" My mother gave an order to Li Siming's father.

"Okay, take out the wine given to my in-laws today?" The father said to his mother. He was not addicted to alcohol, but he was not in good health. The wine was always strictly controlled by Li Siming's mother. This was the good wine given to him by Yang Yue's father.

"I understand, go quickly!" said the mother, and then said to Li Siming, "Why did you come back suddenly? Tell us in advance that we can also pick you up at the station!"

"Isn't this a surprise for you?" Li Siming explained.

"Does Xiaoyue know? I thought she would come with you!" The mother looked outside the door and found no one she wanted to see.

"She knew I was coming back, but I didn't tell her that I would come back one day!" Li Siming said.

"Look at you, you won't tell her about such a big deal when you come back. You'll invite her now. Thanks to her often coming to her house to see your dad and me in the past two years, the neighbors thought that our family had an extra daughter!" The mother cursed with a smile.

"Okay, I'll go now, okay?" Li Siming said helplessly. My mother was right. When we came to this era, we really hadn't stayed at home for a little longer, either from the corps to educated youth or in the army. So far, our parents still don't know what they were doing in the past two years, thanks to Yang Yue who helped him hide it. Li Siming felt very lucky. God gave him a warm family and a considerate lover. All the happiest things in the world are like this.

Li Siming walked on this campus in the 1980s. This was the purest university campus, just like the arduous and vigorous poems at that time. Looking at the energetic young students walking by, Li Siming felt that he was a little old. The river of time did not make his face too deep, but it left indelible scars in his heart.

The libraries here are always full, the classrooms here are always full, and the students are crazy about absorbing the nutrition of knowledge. Poetry and philosophy are the main themes of the university campuses of this era. They fell in love with Nietzsche, Freud, and Sartre. In the podium dining room under the moon in front of the flowers, there are always one or several young and ostentatious students who recite him or their "masterpieces" loudly without any pretentiousness. This is the singing of the times, which makes people nostalgic like the rising sun in the morning.

Yang Yue was not in the dormitory. She probably had classes today. Li Siming didn't know where to find her. The old lady in the doorman stared at him with a very vigilant look, and Li Siming felt very unhappy.

"Do I look like a bad guy?" Li Siming asked himself in his heart. He simply walked out of the dormitory building and waited outside the gate. After looking at his watch, it should be almost time for dinner, and Yang Yue should be out of class soon.

Many girls walked by their side. When they passed by, they would always look at him with the same eyes. Li Siming looked at him. There was nothing wrong with it. Can't men wait in front of the girls' dormitory? Of course, Li Siming didn't know that he was no longer the little educated youth who came out of the Great Northern Wilderness. His three-year career as the highest commander of the special forces and the training of the cruel war naturally brought him a sense of heroism. If he was young now, then seven or eight years old, and stayed in the army for a few more years, it would not be heroism but majesty.

Li Siming stood under a sycamore tree, staring at the door like a javelin. His eyes were too sharp, so that others had bad associations. Just like his former subordinate, Chen Yuanchao, who was a sniper, said that he is now used to talking to others and staring between people's eyebrows, because that is the direction he likes to aim for when shooting targets. Li Siming simply stopped staring at people and looked up at the sky. The sky was blue and blue, like a large crystal, which forced people's thoughts to run with this deep blue.

Li Siming finally waited for Yang Yue's arrival. She and Xu Li were walking briskly from the tree-lined avenue with books in their hands. But they were followed by a small minion, like their follower. Yang Yue scolded him while walking, but this person had the spirit of "Yugong Moving Mountains".

Li Siming looked at this "love rival" with interest and showed her diligence. Xu Li pulled Yang Yue to the dormitory. She saw the once familiar figure at the door and screamed in surprise. This sound made Yang Yue notice Li Siming's arrival. In recent years, Yang Yue would visit Li Siming as soon as she had a holiday, but Li Siming was too busy, so she sat quietly next to him and scolded the soldiers every time, watching him scolding the soldiers, watching him being respected and admired by the soldiers, and her heart was full of pride. However, Li Siming was looked at by such a person and always felt strange. Every time, she had to successfully persuade her to return to Beijing after signing some unequal treaties.

"You are really back, why don't you call?" Yang Yue rushed into Li Siming's arms in surprise, which attracted the attention of passers-by. In this era, it was amazing for men and women to hold hands in public places.

"Look, this is the effect that suddenly appeared!" Li Siming pointed at the onlookers and said with a smile.

"Hey, have you given up?" Xu Li laughed and joked at the "competitor". The latter looked disappointed.
Chapter completed!