It was a warm spring for every Chinese in 1978, life was changed subtly, people begun to wear the colorful clothes and the food were gradually enriched on the dining table.

The best news for youngsters, the higher education in China that was discontinued for more than a decade and finally begun to recruit students. I picked up my books and started to review my high school courses. In March 1978, I was 20 years old, got through the examination and entered the Northwest Normal University Academy of Fine Arts.

It was a special generation, the oldest classmate had been 33 years old who graduated from a high school ten years ago and had two children, the youngest had just finished school and he was only 16 years old but each of us was studying hard. In fact, my campus life was so busy, I was a book lover but the excellent books were really short in the book market, so I had to read and copy books which I loved with my pen and notebooks in the library of our university during each summer vacation. Thismemory in my life was deep.

△我的母校。这栋旧楼好像今年已被拆除了... ...

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　　1978年的春天对于每一个中国人来说都是一个温暖的春天。生活悄然发生了改变，人们的服装色彩开始变得丰富，餐桌上的食物也逐渐多了起来。

　　对于年轻人来说，最好的消息莫过于中断了十多年的中国高校又开始招生了。我又捡起了书本开始复习我的高中课程。1978年3月，我刚满20岁，通过高考我进入了西北师范大学美术系。

　　这是特殊的一代人，我的同学中年龄最大的33岁，十年前高中毕业都有两个孩子了，年龄最小的同学只有16岁，才刚刚上完中学。我们每一个人学习都很努力。

　　我的校园生活非常忙碌，对于我这个书蠹来说，当时市面上可以买到的好书很少，于是每个暑假我都在学校的图书馆读书，对于喜爱的书，我就用钢笔和笔记本把它抄下来，这在我的生活中留下了深刻的记忆。