A week later, about Saturday, his assistant called me, and I saw him sitting in many individual skulls of human bones in the research room. He was studying the skulls at that time, and then a paper was published in the school magazine.
Can you copy my lecture notes? He asked.
You can copy a little
Show it to me
I copied the handout to him and returned it to me the next three days, and said that I would give it to him once a week after that. I was very surprised when I took it for a look, and I also felt a sense of unease and gratitude. My handout has been added and corrected from beginning to end, not only adding many omissions, but also ordering Lian Wenfa’s mistakes one by one. This continued until he finished teaching his homework.
It’s a pity that I was also very sexual when I was too incompetent. I still remember that once Mr. Fujino called me to his research room to turn over a picture of my handout, pointing to my arm and blood vessels and saying kindly to me.
You see, you’ve moved this blood vessel a little bit, so it’s really better to move it. However, the anatomical drawing is not an art object, so we can’t change it. Now, after I change it for you, you have to draw it like the blackboard.
But I’m not angry. I promised verbally, but I thought to myself
I still remember that the picture was not good enough for the actual situation.
After the experiment in, I went to Tokyo to play for a summer and went back to school in early autumn. The results have already been published. Among the same more than 100 people, I was only the first to fall in the middle school. This time, Mr. Fujino took up his homework and was dissecting real and local anatomy
After dissecting for about a week, he asked me to go again and said to me happily in a very restrained tone
I’m worried that you won’t dissect a corpse because I heard that people in China respect ghosts very much. Now I’m relieved that there is no such thing.
But he also found it difficult for me. Sometimes, he heard that women in China bound their feet, but he didn’t know the details. He asked me how to wrap the feet and how the bones became deformed. He also sighed that he always had to take a look to know what was going on.
One day, the director of the student association came to my apartment to borrow my lecture notes, and I checked them, but I didn’t take them away, but as soon as they left, the postman sent a thick letter. The first sentence when I opened it was
You should repent.
This is a new testament sentence, but after Tolstoy recently quoted it as the time of the Russo-Japanese War, Mr. Torre wrote a letter to the Russian Japanese emperor. This is the first sentence. The Japanese newspaper reprimanded him for being ungrateful and patriotic, but he secretly influenced him early. Secondly, the topic of the annual anatomical experiment was that Mr. Fujino’s lecture notes were marked, and I knew that the results were anonymous at the end.
I just recalled an incident a few days ago when I wanted a meeting director at the same level to write an advertisement on the blackboard. The last sentence was "Don’t miss the meeting" and a circle was added next to the missing word. Although I thought the circle was ridiculous at that time, I didn’t mind that the word was mocking me this time.
I told Mr. Fujino about it, and several people I knew well and were also very unfair. I went to blame the director for the excuse inspection ceremony and asked them to publish the inspection report. Finally, this statement destroyed the director, but I tried my best to get back the anonymous letter. At the end, I returned the Tolstoy letter to them.
China is a weak country from China. Of course, he is an imbecile. His score of 60 is not his own ability. I blame them for their doubts. But I then visited and shot China people. In the second year, I taught them that mold and bacteria were in the shape of a shadow to show that a paragraph was over, but before class, I took a few current affairs films. However, some China people were caught in it to be detectives for the Russians, and they were shot. A group of China people also watched around in the lecture hall.
Long live they all clapped their hands and cried.
I watched every film, but it was particularly harsh in my place. Later, I came back to China and saw people who watched and shot prisoners. They also cheered like drunk, but at that time, my opinion changed.
By the end of the second year, I went to Mr. Fujino and told him that I would not be cured and that I would leave Sendai. His face seemed sad and he wanted to talk, but he didn’t say it.
I want to go to the biology teacher to teach me to ask questions. Actually, I didn’t decide to ask biology. Because I saw him sad, I told a lie to comfort him.
It doesn’t help much to teach anatomy by medical treatment, for fear of biology, he sighed
A few days before I left, he asked me to go to his house and give me a photo with two words written on the back saying goodbye and saying that he hoped to send me to him, too, but I didn’t take a photo at this time, so he told me to send it to him in the future and write to him from time to time to tell him the situation afterwards.
After I left Sendai, I haven’t taken a photo for many years, and I talked about it because of the situation. Even if he was disappointed, he was afraid to write a letter. After more than a month, I talked about it. Although I wanted to write a letter from time to time, it was difficult to write it. So far, I haven’t sent a letter. From his side, it seems that I have lost the news.
But somehow I always remember him from time to time. Among my teachers, he is the most grateful for encouraging me. I often think that he is enthusiastic and eager to teach me. In a word, he is China, and in the case of China New Medical University, he is hoping that the new doctor will go to China. His personality is great in my eyes, although his name is not allowed to be known by many people.
He changed the lecture notes, which I once ordered to be a three-thick, permanent memorial. When I moved seven years ago, I destroyed a box and lost half of it. It happened that the lecture notes were also lost. I instructed the transportation bureau to find a silent reply. His photos are still hanging across the east wall table where I live in Beijing. Whenever I am tired at night and want to be lazy, I catch a glimpse of his black and thin face in the light, as if I were going to say something cadence. Then I suddenly realized my conscience and increased my courage, so I lit a cigarette and continued to write some words that are deeply painful.
October 12
In memory of Liu Zhenjun
one
On March 25th, 15th of the Republic of China, Liu Zhen and Yang Dequn were killed in front of the government in Duan Qirui on the 10th. On that day, I wandered alone outside the auditorium and met Cheng Jun to ask me if Mr. Tao had ever written anything by Liu Zhen. If she didn’t say anything, sue my husband or write something. Liu Zhen loved reading Mr. Tao’s articles before her death.
This is what I know. It has always been rare for me to stop editing periodicals because I often end up. However, in such a difficult life, I decided to write something. Although it has nothing to do with death, it can be done in life. If I can believe it, I can get more comfort, but now I can.
However, I can honestly say that I don’t think people live here. More than 40 young people’s blood overflows around me. It’s hard for me to breathe, see and hear. What else can I say there? Long songs and crying must be made after the pain is settled. After that, several scholars say that they are insidious. Especially, I feel sad. I have left my anger. I will deeply appreciate this inhuman dark sadness and show my greatest sorrow to non-people. They are happy with my pain, so they will offer this humble sacrifice to the dead before the dead.
two
A brave man dares to face the bleak life and see the blood dripping.
How is this sad and happy? However, it is often mediocre when it is designed. When it comes to washing the old traces, it leaves a reddish color and a faint sadness. In this reddish color and a faint sadness, it gives people a temporary existence. This seems like a human and inhuman world. I didn’t know that this world was an end.
We are still alive in this world, and I have long felt it necessary to write something. It has been two weeks since March 10, and I have forgotten that the savior is coming. Let me write something.
three
Among the more than forty murdered youths, Liu Zhenjun is my life. I have always thought so, but now I feel a little hesitant. I should dedicate my sorrow to her and respect her. I have lived in China and died in China.
The first time I saw her name was at the beginning of last summer when Ms. Yang Yinyu was the principal of a female normal university, except for six students in the school. One of them was her, but I didn’t know her until later. Maybe it was Liu Baizhao who led the men and women military commanders to drag the school away. The talent pointed to a student and told me that this was Liu Zhen at that time, but I was surprised in my heart that I always wanted to be able to resist a wide range of wings. The principal’s life theory should always be fierce, but she often smiled and treated me with kindness. She didn’t come to listen to my lecture notes until she taught in a rented house in Zongmao Hutong, so she met more times, and she still smiled and was very warm until she returned to school to restore her old views. When the responsibilities of the faculty and staff were ready to retire one after another, I saw her crying about the future of her alma mater, and she didn’t seem to meet each other since then.
Always in my memory, that time is farewell.
four
I didn’t know until the morning of the 10th that the masses wished the government in the afternoon.
In the afternoon, I got the bad news that the guards had shot and killed hundreds of people, and Liu Zhenjun was killed, but I was quite skeptical about these reports