reporter: "there is such a character in your new recruits."
Liu Zhenyun: Yes, I wrote him in memory of him. He had several steamed buns on the night shift, which stood on the side of the burning boiler, which was very brown and delicious. I went in and he said to me, 'you eat one,' and I eat one, 'you eat one more,' and I eat one more, and he says, 'you eat one more', I say, 'I can't eat any more'. '
reporter: "can't you eat?"
Liu Zhenyun: "I can't eat any more. I can eat five buns. I have eaten two. What do you eat when I say I eat all?" You see, he is very kind and kind to me. "
on the title page of Liu Zhenyun's work, there are two lines: where does the wind come from, and the wind is in my heart. After learning to resume the college entrance examination, Liu Zhenyun, who has been a soldier for 5 years, has a gentle breeze.
"I also know that I can start the college entrance examination in 77 years, and I'll talk to our Deputy instructor, and I say, 'the instructor doesn't want me to be a soldier, I go home and go to the exam,' and he said, 'you go back, because I can't use it for you,' so I went home. '
2. a two letter of a letter father prestige
return to the old home of Henan, Liu Zhenyun in a middle school as a private teacher, during the day class, night review.
the little kerosene lamp illuminates the cold house in the cold night and ignites the vague idea in his mind. He had to go to a place outside Yanjin, "a small coal oil lamp, a light with a bean like lamp, a cold wind blowing, and the windows sealed not very well, so every examinee was like a little ghost, and that's the shadow." On the second morning, you find everyone in the nose is the kerosene lamp, the smoked black thing.
Liu Zhenyun took photos with her grandmother, two younger brothers and a younger sister when she was a soldier.