近半个世纪前,刚从新疆各地小学毕业、还有些懵懵懂懂的我们,带着一颗充满好奇的心怯生生地跨进民大附中的校门,感觉一切都是新鲜的。尤其是那台十七寸的黑白电视机,更令我们倍感神奇。每天晚上我们都聚精会神地围坐在那台电视机前,观看北京电视台播放的各类节目和电影。同学们纷纷写信告诉家人这里看到的一切新鲜事情,说我们每天打开一个木箱子,看里面的电影呢。我们当时是民大附中初一年级,班主任是把我们从新疆各地招来一路带到北京的王良明老师。他是个湖南籍小伙子,比我们大上那么七八岁,很年轻,也很健谈。每天, Nearly half a century ago, just graduated from primary schools in various parts of Xinjiang and some of us who were ignorant and clumsy stepped into the school gates of the Central High School with a curious heart and felt that everything was fresh. Especially that Taiwan’s seventeen-inch black and white TV, but also make us feel magical. Every night we all concentrate on sitting in front of that TV set and watching all kinds of programs and films broadcast by Beijing Television Station. The students wrote letters to tell all the new things that the family saw here, saying that we open a wooden box every day to see the movie inside. At that time, we were the first year of the middle school attached to the National People’s Congress. The head teacher was Wang Liangming who brought us all the way from Xinjiang to Beijing. He is a Hunan guy, seven or eight years older than us, so young and talkative. every day,