I can't say this myself.
In the old photo album, I found a yellowed black and white**, a one-inch bareheaded student photo, and a student photo of mine.
*A small line on the back: "April 10, 1979 with you". The words are written with a pen, and the ink may have been red at first, but time has faded it to pink.
What happened on that day on April 10, forty-four years ago?Can't remember. Who is that "Jun"?Boy or girl?Since it's a "souvenir", why do you press the box in the album?I racked my brain and couldn't remember.
The handwriting has been diffuse, and I can still see the childishness of the handwriting back then, and it is crooked, and it is indeed from my hand. The person in ** is indeed me, but I have changed a lot, and I have become a different person completely.
At this moment, I saw frozen time.
In April 1979, I had not yet graduated from high school. This ** should be the kind of ** that is attached to the student ID. I should take this kind of ** and give it to my classmates as some kind of souvenir.
*, I pose as serious as not understanding the world, very simple, a little angry, and quite silly.
At that time, there were still some martial arts, and I liked to watch the gunfights and fist fights in the Yugoslav movies "Walter Defends Sarajevo" and "The Bridge";At that time, the country of Yugoslavia was still there, and Tito was still alive.
I began to be interested in the hegemonic United States, and although I still firmly believed that "US imperialism will not die", I was shocked by the drag racing of the big goods in the American movie "Convoy".At that time in the United States, Jimmy Carter was still **.
When the pink words were written on the back of the **, the smoke of the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam had just dissipated, and the "part of the people" who "let some people get rich first" had not yet completed their sudden wealth;Rural "10,000 households" with an annual household income of more than 10,000 yuan are still news figures.
At that time, the U.S. Embassy in Iran had not yet been occupied by students of the Islamic RevolutionBefore the first nationwide "strike hard" campaign began, my classmates were still arrogant outside the school, preparing for repatriation to Yunnan or Xinjiang in a few years.
When I write this line, I have no idea what is going to happen, and so do everyone else. In the world, prophets and seers are extremely rare, and hindsight blossoms everywhere.
Only two or three years in a person's life are the same person. After that, he was not only more and more different from the previous person, this person three or four years ago, but also had subtle changes in physical appearance.
This photograph of me, taken 44 years ago, is a completely different person, but not another "me", I am the same person at all times.
I feel like I've changed a lot, but nothing seems to have changed.