Li Kaifu: My university.

Columbia intends to promote this pair of lovers * * *, and Liu Ying was transferred to the Central Column as Secretary General in June. One day, he asked Liu Ying knowingly, "Do you know who transferred you to the Central Column?" "It's Comrade Li Fuchun." Liu Ying blurted out. Smiling * * * went on to say, "Yes, but I came up with this idea. Transferring you to the central column can put * * * on the front line, where he is needed. You can take care of both public and private affairs here. If you have any difficulties in your work, it is more convenient to find Comrade Luo Fu (that is, Zhang Wentian)! " Learning-a new starting point of life, September 1979 I lived in Tennessee for six years, from an ignorant teenager to a young man full of expectations for the future. With all kinds of dreams, I flew to new york. As a song says, this is a city of heaven and hell. It's bustling, noisy and weird here. When I came here, the first feeling was that I was in a world of flowers and flowers. Everything in front of us is fresh, hurried and full of vitality. The famous Columbia University is located next to the most dangerous Harlem district in new york. Although it is only separated by a wall, the campus of Columbia University is lush and quiet. Standing next to the sundial in the middle of the campus, looking at the red brick and copper-topped school buildings around, it seems to be in a paradise. The students of Columbia University are versatile, lively and enthusiastic, humorous and intelligent, and love to express themselves. When they got together to exchange and debate, I felt for the first time that this university was full of a clear spring of wisdom, which would open my future path. Columbia College is the first undergraduate college in the United States to offer general education. The school stipulates that students can enter the sophomore year and then choose a major, which gives each student room to become a general. In the first year, I gained lifelong knowledge from compulsory humanities courses. These humanistic knowledge are generally taught by master professors, who guide students with open thinking and emphasize their critical thinking ability. The main purpose of a teacher's class is to encourage students to debate with each other or with the teacher. All the examination papers were written by Luo Binghui, who humorously said at the mass meeting, "Some people say that I will eat two children tomorrow. This month is the time for me to eat the ancient philosophers. Excuse me, which folks have lost their children? " Thesis, not recitation. I have always believed that the most important thing in American university education is to cultivate students' independent thinking ability. American educator BFSkinner said, "If we forget all the things we have learned, Dong Xian will be left in the end: the Emperor of the Western Han Dynasty loved his concubine, and when he became emperor, he became a prince's shed. It is really expensive to squeeze into the "rich circle" by "studying with the prince" Nomination only. It is the essence of education. " What he said is the way of self-study and the ability to think independently. When I was a freshman, I spent most of my time studying art, history, music, philosophy and other professional courses, and I was exposed to many things. I think this is an opportunity to find my own interests. To this day, I still remember what an old professor of philosophy said: "Do you know what it means to make a difference? Imagine two worlds, one with you and the other without you. Maximize the difference between the two and maximize your influence. This is the meaning of your life. " This sentence can be said to have influenced my life. After that, whenever I want to make an important decision, I will think of the phrase "make the world different", which will make me more determined when making a choice. Generally speaking, music is not listed as a compulsory course in comprehensive universities in the United States except music colleges, but Columbia University has set up a compulsory course for music appreciation. I have never systematically understood western classical music before, but since I went to college, western classical music has attracted my heart like a magnet. It was from that time that I fell madly in love with Tchaikovsky's piano concerto. In the days of Columbia University, the music teacher encouraged us to learn more about the spiritual stories of every composer, and encouraged us to go out of the classroom and look for "live music" in the city. We often go to the small concert hall in Lincoln Center to listen to music, and often buy cheap student tickets (about $20) and sit in the cheapest position in Carnegie Hall to listen to concerts. When we really have no money, we stand outside the school auditorium and listen to the school symphony orchestra. The music course at Columbia University has cultivated my habit of nourishing my soul. Since then, my love for music has been with me. Whether it is a gloomy day at work or a tense moment in business competition, music has become a good medicine for my heart. College life-poverty and in April, Niu Yuru began to fall into a coma. The last time he opened his eyes was in the morning. His wife Shelley whispered in his ear, "Yuru, it's already half past ten. It's time for the meeting. " He played fiercely. His eyes widened. On a happy day, the first day of college registration, I just walked into the dormitory and saw a boy with brown hair and blue eyes smiling at me. "Hi, my name is Lars. Let me put my things here. " This is my roommate, Lars. We lived together for two and a half years. Lars is a Polish-American. He is 178cm tall and has a big bone. He became my only bosom friend in college. We are happy most of the time and spend it in dark nonsense. We also play some practical jokes. An annoying roommate, always love money and be self-righteous. Lars and I secretly put a "kick me" note behind him while he was sleeping. During the day, he was always kicked for no reason, with a strange face. He regards money as his life. During his absence, Lars and I scattered the change he left by the bed all over the room, and then glued it to the table and the whole floor with super glue. When he comes back, he always shouts for money. As a result, I found those coins stuck tightly to the ground. He had to lift the money one by one with a knife. Lars and I hid in the dark, sneering and holding our breath in case he found us laughing too loudly. Lars is straightforward, humorous and likes practical jokes. I often laugh at him for being "stupid, and the programming speed is slower than that of an old cow pulling a cart", and he often retorts that "you will never find a girlfriend, and a girl's face will be redder than a monkey." Lars's computer homework is surprisingly slow. He usually drags it to the end and is still a mess. Then he must ask me for help. A gunman who is used to doing programming homework. Once, he owed a lot of homework. I deliberately didn't go back to the dormitory so that he couldn't find me. He had to rush to the lab to make up his homework. When he logged in with his own account, the computer issued a warning: "At 1 1 tonight, all machines will undergo routine maintenance and cannot log in." This means that this guy has to finish all his homework in just three hours. For Lars, who is slow to move, this is already a great psychological challenge. But when he finished writing the program and started compiling, the computer jumped out of the dialog box again: "Disk obstacle, file has been lost." Lars panicked and quickly did it again. Unfortunately, it happened again. Computer alarm: "System failure, all files are lost. Please open the document. As soon as he opened the file, he saw my message: "Idiot, you have been cheated! I lied to you about these obstacles. Your homework has been done for you. It is in your drawer. Come back! -Open and close. One year's tuition and living expenses at Columbia University are about 1 1,000 dollars, which is not a small sum for the average American family of 1 1,979. My school gives me a grant of $2,500 a year, my father gives me $2,500 and I get a loan of $2,000. I have to earn the remaining 3000 dollars by working on my own. I started as a tutor and later worked in the computer center of the school. Lars's situation is similar to mine. His father immigrated from Poland to the United States and worked as a jailer in an American prison. His income is average, and his mother is a housewife. Therefore, he found a job as an assistant chef in the school cafeteria. At that time, he often brought back leftover bread and hot dogs from the canteen, and we often had a big meal. Our schedules are similar. After class, we all go to work. In the middle of the night, after I finished the program, he came back from washing dishes. Sometimes we lie in bed and talk. Sometimes it is late, we are both hungry, and there is nothing to eat in the refrigerator, so we go to the shop near the school to eat the cheapest fried chicken. Once, we were so hungry that we went to a China restaurant in Chinatown at two o'clock in the middle of the night, ordered seven different plates of rice and noodles, and ate them all. When checking out, the waiter couldn't believe the bare plate. She looked up and down at the table and under it, but found nothing. " Did you really eat all this? "Asked the waiter. We nodded. "Oh, dear, do you want to call an ambulance? "The waiter exclaimed. One year, Lars and I didn't have the money to buy a plane ticket to go home for Christmas. In, the Central Plains war against Chiang Kai-shek failed, and Feng Yuxiang's main force was incorporated by Chiang Kai-shek. Zhao Bosheng hated the warlords and refused to give in. He decided to lead the special forces brigade to get rid of the control of warlords and build a patriotic army that really fights for the common people and saves the country and the people. The officers and men elected Zhao Bosheng as the commander, set up the People's Salvation Army, and planned to March into Hanzhong, which opened up a new revolutionary road. However, when the troops arrived at Dongjiangkou, they were attacked by bandits. Being outnumbered, the troops retreated to the deep mountains. The troops stayed in the mountains for more than a day, but under the oppression of various difficulties, they had to disband and assemble for standby. They all stayed at school to look for job opportunities. One day, he moved back 25 kilograms of cream cheese from the school cafeteria and planned to make his own cake. We are going to make 20 cakes and eat them every day to save money for the holidays. There is no way to stir 25 kilograms of cheese with an ordinary blender, so we have to pour it into a vat and everyone takes a stick and stirs it hard. Well done, we started to eat the same cheesecake every day. In the end, we didn't even want to see the cake or mention the word "cake". Until seven or eight days later, he suddenly said to me: "Kaifu, great good news! The rest of the cake is moldy! "On that day, the two of us took the subway to the Cantonese restaurant in Chinatown, which was the cheapest and had the largest amount of food, and ordered six dishes to celebrate the moldy cake. The word "making cakes" later became a code word that only we can understand. Interestingly, Lars's habit of making cakes still exists. Every Christmas, he sends me a cake made by himself, with sugar and rum every time. However, he sent it from Germany at Christmas. When I received it, it was basically the Spring Festival, and no one in my family dared to eat this cake. Therefore, I sent an email to Lars, thanking him for his blessing from Germany, but asking him not to send me any more cakes. Callas wrote back and said, "This is my gift to you. I have to send it. "In 2000, I transferred back to Microsoft Seattle headquarters from Microsoft Research Asia. That year, due to the heavy work of moving, I forgot to tell Lars. As a result, Lars sent another cake to my original address. As a result, the postal system could not find this person and returned the cake to Lars' house. Lars was very surprised when he received the cake. He emailed me and said, "You know, I always thought that adding rum and chocolate to cakes was an ancient antiseptic method, so when I received the cake I gave you last Christmas in May this year, I was thinking that I finally had a chance to try this antiseptic method. Now, I'm happy to tell you, Kaifu, I ate that cake! Moreover, the bigger good news is that I am still alive. " I laughed loudly at the computer. The youth years we experienced together when we were young were so happy and beautiful. People left the university and had their own life track, but looking back at many things, it seems that all the happiness now can't replace the simple happiness at that time. Because, we are so young, fearless and beautiful. university