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I can also sleep for an extra hour or two, otherwise I would be unable to stand it every morning.

Having said that, everyone should still pay attention to their health. It is not good to grow old prematurely.

About an hour, hour! Change it back, everyone should go to bed early and watch during the day.

Tokyo is nothing more than this. When the cherry blossoms in Ueno are in full bloom, they do look like crimson light clouds, but under the flowers there are also groups of "Qing students" crash course, with big braids on their heads and tops.

Have to learn

The top of the raw hat rises high, forming a Mount Fuji. There are also some whose braids are untied and tied flat. When the hat is taken off, the shine is visible, just like a little girl's bun, and you have to twist your neck a few times. It is really beautiful.

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There are a few books for sale in the concierge of the Chinese Overseas Students Association, and sometimes it’s worth a visit. If it’s morning, you can still sit in some of the bungalows. But in the evening, the floor of one of them is often rattled.

The thumping sound shook the sky, and the room was filled with smoke and dust. When I asked someone who was well versed in current affairs, they replied: "That's learning to dance."

How about going somewhere else to see it?

I went to the Medical College in Sendai. After setting off from Tokyo, I arrived at a post station soon and wrote: Nippori. Somehow, I still remember the name. Secondly, I only remember Mito, which is a survivor of the Ming Dynasty.

The place where Mr. Zhu Shunshui died. Sendai is a town, not big. It is extremely cold in winter and there are no Chinese students yet.

Probably because things are rare and valuable. When the cabbage from Beijing is shipped to Zhejiang, the roots are tied with a red-tipped rope and hung upside down in front of the fruit shop, where they are revered as "glue vegetables." The aloe vera that grows wild in Fujian is brought into the greenhouse as soon as it arrives in Beijing.

Let’s euphemistically call it “tequila”. I’m here

Sendai also received such preferential treatment. Not only did the school not charge tuition, but several staff members also worried about my food and accommodation. I first lived in an inn next to the prison. It was already quite cold in early winter and there were still a lot of mosquitoes. Later, I stayed in a hotel next to the prison.

The whole body was covered and wrapped in clothes

The head and face were left with only two nostrils for breathing. In this place where breathing was endless, mosquitoes had no way to get in, and they actually slept peacefully. The food was not bad. But a gentleman thought that this inn also provided meals for the prisoners. I lived in

It’s not a suitable place to be there. I kept doing it several times.

I said it several times. Although I felt that it was irrelevant to me that the inn also provided meals for the prisoners, but it was difficult to give up the good intentions, so I had to find another suitable place to live. So I moved to another hotel, which was far away from the prison. Unfortunately, I always had to drink alcohol every day.

Unpalatable taro stem soup.

From then on, I saw many strange teachers and heard many strange lectures. Anatomy was divided between two professors. The first was osteology. At that time, a dark and thin teacher with a mustache, wearing glasses, and holding a

A stack of large and small books. As soon as he placed the books on the podium, he introduced himself to the students in a slow and halting tone:

"My name is Fujino Yankuro..."

A few people behind him started laughing. He went on to tell the history of the development of anatomy in Japan. Those large and small books were works on this subject from the beginning to the present. At first, some of them were thread-bound;

There are those who have made Chinese translations, and their translation and research into new medicine are no earlier than China's.

The one sitting in the back laughing was a repeater who had failed the previous school year. He had been in school for a year and was quite familiar with the stories. They then lectured the freshmen on the history of each professor. Mr. Fujino was said to be too vague in his clothes.

, sometimes he even forgets his tie; in the winter, he wears an old coat and is shivering. Once when he got on the train, the conductor suspected that he was a pickpocket and told the passengers in the car to be careful.

What they said is probably true. I personally saw him once giving a lecture without a tie.

A week later, about Saturday, he asked his assistant to call me. When I got to the research room, I saw him sitting among human bones and many individual skulls - he was studying skulls at the time, and later had a paper in the school.

published in the magazine.

"Can you copy my lecture notes?" he asked.

"You can copy a little bit."

"Bring it to me and see!"

I handed over the lecture notes I had copied, and he accepted them. He returned them to me the next day or three, and said that he would give them to him once a week from now on. When I took them down and opened them, I was surprised.

At the same time, I also felt uneasy and grateful. It turned out that my lecture notes had been revised with red pen from beginning to end. Not only had many omissions been added, but the grammatical errors were also corrected one by one. This continued until the end of the lesson.

The majors he holds: osteology, angiology, and neurology.

It's a pity that I didn't work hard at that time and was very willful at times. I still remember one time when Mr. Fujino called me into his laboratory and pulled out a picture in my handout, which showed the blood vessels of the lower arm. He pointed at,

He said to me kindly:

"Look, you moved this blood vessel a little bit - naturally, it does look better with this move. However, anatomical diagrams are not art. The real thing is like that, and we can't change it. Now I will change it for you.

Okay, from now on you have to follow the drawings on the blackboard."

But I was still not convinced, so I agreed verbally, but thought in my heart:

"I draw the pictures well; as for the actual situation, I naturally remember it in my heart."

After the academic year, I went to Tokyo for a summer and returned to school in the early autumn. The results had already been announced. Among more than 100 classmates, I was in the middle, but I did not fail. This time Mr. Fujino was responsible for the assignment.

, is anatomy practice and regional anatomy.

After practicing anatomy for about a week, he asked me to go again. He was very happy and said to me in a very restrained tone:

"I heard that Chinese people respect ghosts very much, so I was worried that you would not dissect the corpse. Now I am finally relieved, there is no such thing."

But he also sometimes made me very difficult. He heard that Chinese women have their feet bound, but he didn’t know the details, so he asked me how to bind my feet and what kind of deformity my foot bones would become. He also sighed: "I have to bind my feet."

Only after taking a look will you know. What is going on?"

One day, the student union officers at my level came to my apartment and asked to borrow my lecture notes. I checked them out and gave them to them, but they only looked through them and did not take them away. But as soon as they left, the postman delivered them to a school.

It was a very thick letter. When I opened it and read it, the first sentence was:

"Repent!"

This is a sentence from the New Testament, but it was recently quoted by Tolstoy. It was the time of the Russo-Japanese War, and Mr. Tolstoy wrote a letter to the emperors of Russia and Japan, beginning with:

This is the sentence. Japanese newspapers criticized him for being disrespectful and loving.

The Chinese youth were also angry, but secretly they had been influenced by him. Secondly, the topic of last year's anatomy test was marked in Mr. Fujino's handout, and I knew it in advance, so I could achieve such results.

.ends in anonymous.

Only then did I recall something that happened a few days ago. Because there was a peer meeting, the clerk wrote an advertisement on the blackboard. The last sentence was "Please come to the meeting so that no one misses", and added next to the word "miss"

It made a circle. Although I thought it was ridiculous at the time, I didn't mind it at all. Only now did I realize that the word was also mocking me, as if I had got the question leaked by the teacher.

I informed Mr. Fujino about this matter; several classmates who were familiar with me were also very dissatisfied and went to accuse the clerk of the rudeness of pretexting the inspection and asked them to publish the results of the inspection. Finally, the rumor was eliminated, and the clerk

But I tried my best to take back the anonymous letter. In the end, I returned the Tolstoyan letter to them.

China is a weak country, so of course the Chinese are imbeciles. If the score is above 60, it is not their own ability: no wonder they were confused. But then I had the fate of visiting and shooting the Chinese. The next year I taught

Mycology, the shapes of bacteria are all shown in movies, one paragraph

After finishing the class but before the end of get out of class, I filmed a few movies about current affairs. Naturally, they were all about Japan's victory over Russia. But there were Chinese people in it: working as a detective for the Russians, being captured by the Japanese army, and about to be shot. , there are also a group of Chinese people watching around; there is also me in the lecture hall.

"Long live!" They all clapped their hands and cheered.

This kind of cheering can be seen in every movie I watch, but to me, this one is particularly harsh. After returning to China, I saw those people who were watching the execution of prisoners, and they also cheered like they were drunk -

—Ugh, it’s unimaginable! But at that time and place, my opinion changed.

At the end of the second academic year, I went to find Mr. Fujino and told him that I would not study medicine and leave Sendai. His face seemed a little sad, and he seemed to want to speak, but did not.

"I want to study biology. The knowledge my husband taught me is still useful." Actually, I didn't decide to study biology because I saw him feeling a little sad, so I told him a lie to comfort him.

"Teaching anatomy for medicine is of little help if you are afraid of biology." He sighed.

A few days before he was about to leave, he asked me to come to his home and handed me a photo with the words "Farewell" written on the back. He also said he hoped to give mine to him as well. But I didn't take the photo at that time.

He then told me to take a photo and send it to him in the future, and also kept him informed of the situation in the future.

After I left Sendai, I hadn’t taken any photos for many years, and because the situation was boring, talking about it would only disappoint him, so I was afraid to even write a letter. As the years passed, I couldn’t even talk about it, so although I sometimes wanted to

He writes letters, but finds it difficult to write. Until now, he has not sent a letter or a photo. From his side, it seems that there has been no news since he left.

But somehow, I always remember him. Among all the teachers I consider him to be, he is the one who makes me most grateful and encourages me. Sometimes I often think: His enthusiastic hope for me is not

Tired's teachings, in short, are

For China, I hope that China will have new medicine; broadly speaking, for academic purposes, I hope that new medicine will be spread to China. His character is great in my eyes and heart, although his name is not

Not known to many people.

I have bound the lecture notes he corrected into three volumes as a permanent souvenir. Unfortunately, when I moved here seven years ago, a book box was destroyed and half the box of books was lost. It happened that these lecture notes were also lost. Only his photo remains today.
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