Chapter 2: The train station at 9:30 PM

We must rely on the new generation of the 1970s

Li Siming and Zhang Hua were still unable to prevent their respective parents from coming to see them off, as the traveler wears clothes made by his mother, and the thread is in her hands; she sews them tightly before departure, fearing that he may return late.

The warriors are fully equipped and ready to set out

For the motherland, for the four modernizations

It is you! Xu Dashuai will definitely nod in agreement

We shall meet again

Li Siming and Zhang Hua struggled to squeeze into the waiting room amidst the crowd, giving Li Siming a sense reminiscent of the Golden Week in later years. At this moment, Beijing Station was a sea of green, filled to the brim with graduates from various high schools in Beijing, where youth flowed and flourished. The walls were naturally adorned with quotes from Chairman Mao, such as: "The countryside is a vast world where great things can be accomplished," "Struggling against heaven is endlessly enjoyable; struggling against the earth is endlessly enjoyable," and "Educated youth should go to the countryside to receive re-education from the poor and lower-middle peasants"

At this moment, these young faces are all filled with immense excitement. The promotional team, whether spontaneously formed or organized, is stirring up an atmosphere of fervor on site. Li Siming and Zhang Hua's parents both wanted to come to see them off, but they were refused. Zhang Hua did not want to see his mother cry, while Li Siming felt it was entirely unnecessary. He came into this world during this special era, holding a somewhat peculiar attitude, how should I put it, a bit of a spectator's mindset. This is an era of madness, a collective obsession that one cannot change, so one must adapt. Having just turned 15, he is still a minor in his time, and in four or five years, he will still be young, precisely at the prime of his life. Since that is the case, he should just enjoy it.

Today we meet

Everyone's opinions are quite good, Li Siming, why haven't you discussed with everyone? We need to stand on the same line as the masses. What do you think we should do? Just now, he noticed that classmate Li Siming was standing quietly to the side, with a playful smile on his face that was quite intriguing.

In the vast expanse of the heavens and the earth

Ah, dear friends

"Cut it out, someone has already done that," "The Yellow River Cantata from earlier was quite good," "Unfortunately, it has already been used!" The buzzing flies in the crowd flew straight ahead

Raise a glass to the heroes

The poet Guo Hechuan describes such a scene as follows

Some people are busy taking photos for memories, each holding a red book, looking to the right front, striking a pose of striving forward, which seems quite amusing to Li Siming. Like all old photographs and paintings of this era, they exhibit a "mask-like" characteristic.

To whom does the wonderful spring light belong

How much sweat has been shed

Zhang Hua and Li Siming, over here, over here! The striking Xu Dashuai, who stands head and shoulders above the crowd, quickly spots Li Siming and Zhang Hua, who are looking around in the bustling throng. Xu Dashuai, a natural diplomat and socialite, is the organizer of the youth from the Fifteenth Middle School heading to Heilongjiang. Behind him are all the students from the Fifteenth Middle School participating in this trip to Heilongjiang. Li Siming counted and found that, including the two of them, there are a total of 52 people, while some others have signed up to go to different provinces. Among these young people who signed up for Heilongjiang, a significant portion shares the same aspirations as Zhang Hua, hoping to one day wield a steel gun and make contributions in the future military struggle against Soviet revisionism. Li Siming knows that this is impossible. Xu Dashuai, a true-born socialite, sees that other schools are organizing activities and that everyone has gathered, so he becomes eager to act, showcasing his talent for organization. He discusses with his classmates and future comrades in the construction corps to organize a program to express their loyalty to the revolution. Some suggest reciting Chairman Mao's quotations, but that has become clichéd; others propose a collective oath, but that has also been done before. If we are to do something, it must be distinctive and creative. The crowd buzzes with excitement, and with a wave of Xu Dashuai's hand, silence falls over them, indicating that he still commands great respect.

The spring light is even more radiant

Location: Beijing Railway Station Waiting Room

As the war drums sound

Stand tall, with a proud chest, and smile with raised eyebrows

This is the train station at 21:30

I think a chorus would be best! In my previous life as a student, whenever we organized activities and truly had no programs, we would often resort to a chorus to fill the gap.

The flowers are fragrant, and the birds are singing

The heavens are new, and the earth is new

Time: October 7, 8:00 PM

I hope that by then

Cities and villages are shining everywhere

The time to achieve success and make contributions has arrived

The spring light is intoxicating

Glory belongs to the new generation of the 1970s

Ah, dear friends

I, Li Siming, initially approached this with a spectator's attitude, hiding among the crowd and eagerly anticipating what performance everyone would present, while overlooking the dominance of Xu Dashuai.

Well, this grand chorus must have its own characteristics and should not resemble others at all; we need to put some effort into the selection of the pieces. Li Siming, feeling helpless, had no choice but to continue speaking with determination.

In reflecting on the past, do you feel any remorse in your heart

Ah, dear friends

The new generation that belongs to us from the 1970s

The warm breeze gently blows

May we proudly raise our glasses

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Glory belongs to the new generation of the 1970s

Who is responsible for creating this miracle

Glory belongs to the new generation of the 1970s

How beautiful our great motherland must be

To whom does glory belong

Belonging to me, belonging to you

The whistle has already sounded

Young friends

Then you can say it! Xu Dashuai is clearly a person who is good at accepting advice

In twenty years, we will meet again

Rely on me, rely on you

This song is titled "The New Generation of the 1970s!" Li Siming replied with a stiff upper lip. In fact, this song is called "The New Generation of the 1980s," a well-known choral piece from the 1980s by Li Siming's predecessors. Here, Li Siming has renamed it.

Li Siming looked at those who were raising the Little Red Book and making vows, those who were excitedly shedding tears, and those who were loudly reciting the "Three Old Articles." Yet, in his mind, he wondered: how many of them were doing so voluntarily, how many were coerced, and how many would regret their actions today five years from now

Joyful songs and laughter surround the colorful clouds

There are our vigorous figures

Swaying the little boat