青春之约

虹儿

仅以此画此文献给母校—华北电力大学。

亲爱的老师和同学，如你，我也会一遍遍翻看入学40年师生聚会留影，每每对屏含泪微笑。

记忆依然鲜活，幻化作心中一幅挥之不去，呼之欲出的画面。我拿起画笔，小心翼翼地，一笔一笔地试着钩画出这幅心底里的图画，呈现给老师和同学。

画中，三五成群，并肩走进画面，朝圣般涌向熠熠生辉、神殿般高耸的教学楼的人流，是表达当年莘莘学子的我们，对高等学府殿堂的无限憧憬与敬仰；对知识、智慧和真理的深深渴望与追求。流金的校园大道，是象征母校为我们铺就的光辉人生之路和我们对光明前途的殷殷向往与祈盼；路边盛开的鲜花，是表达对校园集体生活，师生情，同学情，友情，爱情的深情眷恋与珍惜。

选择夜晚的景色，是因为那晚，老师同学们陆续离去，我曾独自漫步校园。

那晚，灯火阑珊，玫瑰正红。白天生机勃勃，庄重美丽的校园，在夜色中，灯光下，变得神秘迷离，甚至浪漫多情。蓦然回首，40流年时空流转，世事变幻。两天来的师生相聚情景，时光荏苒过的老师同学的音容，与四十年前的校园记忆在我心间反复交错，穿越，重叠，让我如坠梦境，不知身在何处，不知今夕何夕。恍惚间，眼前那个长发飘逸，迈着轻快步子的女孩子不就是当年的我，是同寝室的她吗？那个迎面而来，让空气都弥漫他荷尔蒙香气的男生，不就是当年那个课堂上的他，是校园运动场上的他吗？

画中，独自正面走出画面的“我”，是想表达同学们走出校园，各自独立前行，独自演绎人生的形象。

画中虽然用了我自己的外型，但那其实是你，是她，是他，是每位同学特立独行的身影，所以我赋予她模糊的面容。其中还有，知天命之年的我的回首间的思考：我有没有辜负了母校的培养？有没有给母校增添光彩？我能为母校做点什么？

收笔。退后几步，我在画前审视自己的画作。对自己说：是她，这正我心中的那幅画！

当我为这幅画取什么名字而一筹莫展，校友脱口而出：青-春-之-约。Yes! 青春之约！我们千万里回到校园，我们赴青春之约会！

这幅画反反复复画了近一个月。这是我一个人在画布前，对我们曾经的青青校园岁月及欢腾又压抑青春的一场深情回忆，一场狂欢，一场起舞，一次虔诚的祭奠。

举杯，向校园！

Dear teachers and classmates, like you, I also repeatedly look through the photos from our 40th anniversary reunion, each time smiling through tears as I gaze at the screen.

The memories remain vivid, transforming into an indelible, poignant image in my heart. I pick up my paintbrush, carefully and meticulously sketching this picture from the depths of my heart, to present to my teachers and classmates. In the painting, groups of three or five, walking side by side, surge towards the gleaming, towering teaching building like a pilgrim—this expresses our boundless longing and reverence for the halls of higher learning, our deep yearning and pursuit of knowledge, wisdom, and truth. The golden campus avenue symbolizes the glorious path our alma mater has paved for us and our earnest aspirations and hopes for a bright future; the blooming flowers along the roadside express our deep affection and cherishment for campus life, the bonds between teachers and students, the friendships among classmates, and love.

I chose a nighttime scene because that night, as teachers and classmates gradually departed, I wandered alone through the campus. That night, the lights were dim, and the roses were in full bloom. The vibrant, dignified, and beautiful campus of the day became mysterious, enchanting, and even romantic under the night lights. Looking back, forty years have passed, and the world has changed. The scenes of teachers and students gathering over the past two days, the voices and faces of teachers and classmates who have changed with time, and the memories of the campus forty years ago repeatedly intertwined, crossed, and overlapped in my heart, making me feel like I was in a dream, not knowing where I was, not knowing what day it was, only able to sigh and sigh alone. In a daze, wasn't the girl with flowing hair and light steps who brushed past me back then me, or her roommate? Wasn't the boy who came towards me, filling the air with his hormonal scent, him in the classroom or on the school sports field? In the painting, the "I" walking out of the picture alone is meant to represent the image of students leaving the campus, each going their own way, and living their own lives. Although I used my own likeness in the painting, it actually represents you, her, him, and the unique figures of each classmate. That's why I gave them blurred faces. It also contains my reflections as I look back on my life at this age: Have I let down my alma mater? Have I brought glory to it? What can I do for my alma mater? I put down my brush. Stepping back, I examined my painting. I said to myself: This is her, this is the painting in my heart!

When I was at a loss for what to name the painting, an alumnus blurted out: "A Promise of Youth." Yes! A Promise of Youth! We traveled thousands of miles back to campus, we kept our promise of youth! This painting took nearly a month to complete. It was a heartfelt recollection, a celebration, a dance, a devout tribute—all done alone before the canvas, a rendezvous with our youthful days on campus, a dance of exhilaration and a sense of oppression.

Raise a glass to the campus!