Only your disappearing side is enough to make me glorious all my life-to Sichuan Boiler Factory.

A few days ago, my mother came to me to get my ID card, saying that the house in our old factory had to be demolished and moved out before, and there was no hukou.

I don't know why, although I am prepared, I still feel a little empty. Before I could go back and have a look, it was gone. ...

Children living in Sichuan Pot Factory have been branded as "factory children" since birth. We have a sense of "superiority" from childhood. Now, I can never go back to this "home".

And "factory children" will eventually become a historical term.

To be exact, Guo Chuan factory is the place where I once lived 18 years, and I have too many memories and reluctance.

This is my whole childhood and youth. Those mottled old walls and small flowers in the corner have witnessed my growth.

Now, all the children playing in the factory have grown up, but it is so old that we will never see it again. ...

When I was a child, I thought the factory was the whole world. Children's kindergartens, primary schools, swimming pools, cinemas, activity centers, staff hospitals, canteen markets, rockery gardens and factories have left our footprints on every piece of land.

My grandparents, uncles and aunts at home are all from the factory. When I was young, every uncle, aunt, grandfather and grandmother knew whose child this was.

When I was studying, every classmate was 10 for many years. My classmate's parents happen to be classmates or colleagues with my parents.

There are no secrets in this small world, and anyone will know what happened to anyone the next day. Naughty Xiong Haizi will always be taken care of by many people. If you make a mistake and make someone else's bicycle tire flat, your parents will know the next day.

At that time, parents had to broadcast every day at work, and a song could be equal to time. When you hear the radio, you can see everyone riding bicycles to the workshop. After work, "the five-star red flag flutters in the wind ~ how loud the song of victory is …" As the sun sets, parents will be eager to go home. Until now, when I hear this song, I will unconsciously see these pictures in my mind.

Children also go to school by themselves, and hang the key to their home around their necks. After school, children who live near each other will go home together. Come out and invite friends to play, as long as you shout twice downstairs, you can always hear an answer. When it's time to eat at home, parents will make a hullabaloo about upstairs and always infect their children in various ways ... At that time, our little world will always be safe.

At that time, the steamed stuffed bun rolls in the canteen were particularly delicious; At that time, someone would send fresh milk by bike at night; At that time, going to nearby Zhao Town was called "going to the street"; At that time, the teacher still lived in a single dormitory; At that time, every activity and cultural performance in the factory was very interesting; At that time, my father said that he was invincible in playing chess in several factories. ...

Before, I thought we would live like this forever. Those friends who grew up together can always play together like this. When everyone is married, maybe they can joke with each other's children and tell interesting stories about their parents' childhood.

But now, without that small world, it seems that everyone suddenly broke up. Finally, we all came to a bigger world and had bigger dreams.

However, Sichuan Pot Factory has become our hometown that we can never go back.

Today, we are all grown up. Never again, as before, a group of people go to school together and leave school together; I will never run away with the sticker of "Ding Laotou" at the school gate again; Never break someone else's glass or knock on the door before running away; And people who want to see it will not just shout downstairs. ...

The vegetable market in my memory is the most lively place every day. Everyone is there to discuss what to eat today and bargain with the vegetable farmers.

There is a pot helmet seller in it. It is really delicious.

I still remember there was a small barber shop in the vegetable market. I didn't like cutting my hair when I was a child, but my mother always pressed me to cut my hair there.

Further inside, there seems to be a small shop that makes clothes. At that time, adults liked to choose some fabrics to make skirts. So women in the factory never lack beautiful and comfortable skirts.

This place called "Guo Chuan Club" was then called "Stadium of Light" or "Stadium Dam".

After dinner, boys like to play ball games, and girls like to jump rubber bands and play badminton.

We also like the cinema inside. Occasionally, the teacher will organize us to watch a few movies, and many cultural activities in the factory will be held here.

I remember there was a small newsstand above the brightly lit stadium. At that time, if I had pocket money, I would also buy some small magazines.

When I was in kindergarten, I especially liked telling stories to everyone. At that time, I read fairy tales and listened to many stories, and I always wanted to share them with you.

Even birthdays are celebrated in kindergarten with all the friends in the class.

At that time, the kindergarten would organize many activities, so the children would arrange programs, and the stage where we sang and danced was the light stadium.

The children performed happily, and the parents sat on the steps and photographed the children with their cameras. By the way, they talk about whose children dance best and whose children are the most interesting.

At that time, DVDs were popular, and there were many video shops renting DVDs in the factory.

Every holiday, we will choose some favorite movies, then go to the "good home" to buy some snacks and go home happily.

The summer vacation at that time, for me, was to stay at home and watch rented CDs, eat snacks and ice cream, and play swimming with friends.

When I was a child, my friends would be very excited in summer, because the swimming pool in the factory would open.

I remember at that time, we still used swimming tickets. Every time a friend who lives close to the swimming pool sees that the water in the swimming pool has changed, he calls everyone excitedly.

In fact, I couldn't swim at that time, but it was also a very happy thing to swim with everyone with a swimming ring.

Although I have learned to swim now, I can't find my former fun.

The evening after supper is the busiest time in the factory. Everyone likes to go out for a walk and walk the dog. From the stadium dam to the park or activity center ...

At this time, when you meet familiar people, you always have to talk, and those who are unfamiliar always nod.

Children can always find a place to play. Occasionally meet some naughty children, adults will take care of each other and tell them to go home early.

The factory hospital is built next to the primary school. If you have a headache and fever, go and have a look and prescribe some medicine.

When I was a child, I was in poor health and often went to infusion bottles. Doctors in factories and hospitals know me.

Pat me on the head every time I go. "Girl, why are you here again? Always pay attention to your health. "

In primary school, "Old Ding Man" always pushes his car around the school gate. We all like to go there to buy things.

I don't know how the name "old Ding Man" came from. Anyway, everyone has called him that since I met him.

At that time, he sold a lot of things, including snacks, stickers, rubber bands and badminton that girls liked, and cards and marbles that boys liked to play.

We like to go shopping around him after class. Sometimes when we meet naughty Xiong Haizi, we will secretly take some stickers from him and run away. He laughs when he sees it.

Jintang Mountain at that time was also a paradise for children.

Children will bring sausages and corn, and friends or brothers and sisters to the mountains for a barbecue.

At that time, Sanxue Temple on the mountain was not as luxurious as it is now. It was a small temple when I was a child.

Occasionally adults burn incense. And my biggest image is that the vegetarian food there is delicious.

When children of our age reach junior high school, factories and schools will be merged into the local area. So most of our junior and senior high schools are in Jintang. Everyone is scattered in different schools and different classes.

At that time, there will be a bus to the factory. We all carried schoolbags and brought breakfast from home in the morning, and began to wait for the factory car to come early. At this time, I occasionally see students from technical schools in the factory doing morning exercises and running.

Occasionally, children will come a little late to let the familiar sit down, so everyone goes to school in the car talking and laughing. Waiting for the factory car to take us home at night. At that time, the students were quite envious of us, saying that the factory was good and there was a special car to pick us up every day.

At that time, I felt that no matter how far we walked outside, we would always go home.

But later, children began to go to college, factories began to be restructured, and most people moved out. This once red little world is getting worse and worse.

Those factories that were once full of oil and roared all day became silent. Although the slogan outside the factory is still passionate and the horn on the electric pile is still there, the building is empty and people are gone, and time seems to have solidified.

There may be some memories that only those of us who have lived in that small world can deeply understand. As the last batch of "factory children", we spent our childhood and youth in this land, and also witnessed the prosperity and loneliness here.

The world is changing so fast that in the end, this place can only exist in our memory.

"Only your disappearing side is enough to make me glorious for a lifetime."

I know there are some things we can't do, but I don't want to let go, so I want to record them. I want to record the days of this factory and all the people in it. Once classmates and teenagers, once high spirits, once wasted years, once heavy emotions and experiences, should not be forgotten only in silence and difficulties.

Maybe many years later, many of us will think of this place, where we grew up together. I hope that at that time, not only the old photos in the album can remind you. The memories that exist in our minds and the feelings that remain will never be erased.

I still miss the days when I cried and laughed here, the memories of my youth, my dreams here and the people I love. ...

What you can't forget, you still can't forget. ...

Even if it can only exist in memories, I hope that no matter how long, when you think of it, it will be a precious and warm memory.

I miss it too, when we ...

This document is dedicated to Sichuan Boiler Factory.