人一开始回忆,就老了。青岛一中是我经常去的地方,那是我的母校,我的高中两年是在那里度过的。如今想来,像光年那么远,又像昨天那么近。仿佛赵薇拍的那部片子《致青春》的开头,我们一群小鸭子一样的青春少男少女,满怀动人的理想,去了一中。1980年是一个好玩的年代,我们齐刷刷地十五六岁,女的像四月半开的玉兰花,男的像世园会里面铺张得奢华的大绿叶子。男学生和女学生明明是那么愿意探索对方世界里的奥秘,明明在 Memories from the beginning, it is old. Qingdao is one of the places I often go to, it is my alma mater, where my high school spent two years. Now think of it, as far as light years, and as close as yesterday. As if Zhao Wei beat the film “To Youth” at the beginning, a group of young ducks and young boys and girls, full of moving ideals, went to one. 1980 is a fun era, we brush together fifteen-year-old, women like the magnolia flowers in April and a half open, the men like the World Park to shop extravagant big green leaves. Obviously male students and female students are so willing to explore the mysteries of each other’s world, obviously in