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Near three o'clock, Lao You took a nap, urinated, washed his face, smoked a cigarette, and rode his bicycle to the Federation of Literary and Art Circles. This is a forever brand bicycle that Lao You has been riding for ten years now. The paint is already mottled and gray, and it makes a lot of noise and creaks while riding. Lao You rode it slowly to the unit, got out of the car and locked the car. The Federation of Literary and Art Circles is a small, gray building. It is the shortest and smallest building in the entire government compound, and the shabbiest and oldest. It looks like an old woman with small feet in tattered clothes. Lao You stomped up the stairs, stood with his feet at the door that had a small signboard with "Creation Research Laboratory" in red letters on a white background, and reached into his pants pocket to feel for the key.

One day in early March of the forty-eighth year of Qianlong's reign, Shouhui returned to her hometown in She County to pick up her sister and mother on their way to Yangzhou on the order of her father. When Zhizhi heard the news, she immediately ran to the back room and asked her mother: "Mom, is the third brother really going to take me to Yangzhou?"

When the eldest Liu entered the school, he was the oldest in our grade. It was 77 years after the end of the "Cultural Revolution" and the country had just resumed the college entrance examination. In order to alleviate the urgent need for the lack of talents and the thirst for talents in the whole society, this time there was no age limit for the "old three" who had gone through ups and downs. The policy was lenient, showing touching favor and affection. The result of the implementation of this policy was that the first two college students, "The old one is eighty-three, the young one is helping me." We were in a large classroom at that time. During class, I found someone pointing and poking at a classmate sitting in the front row and talking quietly, with a bit of curiosity and surprise in his expression. The classmate had short hair, stocky, and a white washed blue khaki tunic suit that was stretched tight by his short and short body. He looked more shabby than simple. He was Liu.