在我的中学时代,中文系对我来说是个有些遥远又古老的名词。每每提起它,我脑子里最先浮现的是民国时期身着蓝衣黑裙的女学生和一身中山装一本正经的热血青年们,紧接着想到的就是孔乙己念念不忘的之乎者也。我不知道这样的联想来自哪里,但在我的脑海中却是根深蒂固的存在,以至于中文系对我来说不啻于洪水猛兽。尽管从初中到高中我都是班里的语文课代表,打小爱看各类课外书,把写作文当作人生最大的享受,但对中文系我绝对是敬而远之 In my middle school era, the Chinese Department was a somewhat distant and ancient term for me. Whenever I talk about it, the first thing that came to my mind was the female students dressed in blue dresses and the warm-hearted youths in Zhongshan dress in the period of the Republic of China. The second thought was that the one who Kong Yiji had never forgotten. I don’t know where this association comes from, but it is a deep-rooted existence in my mind, so that the Chinese Department is not afraid of floods and beasts. Although I was a representative of the Chinese language classes in my class from junior high school to senior high school, I used to watch all kinds of extracurricular books and treat writing writing as my life’s greatest enjoyment. However, I’m absolutely far away from the Chinese language department.