In psychology, Maslow's theory divides human needs into six types, namely physiological needs, safety needs, social needs, esteem needs, self-actualization needs, and super-self-actualization.
These six major needs are arranged from lower levels to higher levels.
As far as college students after the resumption of college entrance examination is concerned.
Their physiological needs and safety needs are basically met. The school provides living expenses and scholarships. The conditions are not particularly good, but they are much better than the old days of educated youth who went to the mountains and countryside. No one threatens their life safety, and their lives are stable and free from disasters and diseases.
Not in internal or external difficulties.
Therefore, they are basically satisfied with the lower levels and start the middle level.
Such as social needs.
Social needs are also known as emotional and belonging needs. Everyone hopes for mutual relationships and care. Emotional needs are more detailed than physical needs. They are related to a person's physical characteristics, experience, education, and beliefs.
College students acquire knowledge in the classroom and join clubs outside the classroom, which is one of the manifestations of social needs.
Compared with the boring and depressing atmosphere, we woke up from ten years of turmoil, returned to humanity from chaos and confusion, and ushered in the 1980s when a hundred flowers bloomed. Although it is impossible to compare the pre-Qin philosophers and the Republic of China with numerous masters, and although it was short-lived, the 1980s
The innocence and beauty of the decade are unforgettable for those who experienced it.
Lin Xiaoguang is no exception.
The 1980s was an era of fireworks and poetry, an era of openness and tolerance, full of passion, and an era of free and unrestrained thought.
And now, it's the eve of the 1980s.
In 1978, as the only second- and second-level students after the resumption of the college entrance examination, students had just come from rural farms or frontiers all over the world. After more than ten years of isolation and stagnation, they were eager for knowledge and longed for literature.
Knowledge can be obtained in the classroom and literature can be obtained in the library, but it is still too little.
In this way, "Youth Digest" entered the students' attention.
A school can have as few as a few hundred people, such as the National People's Congress, which has officially resumed operations at its original site, or as many as thousands, such as Beijing Institute of Technology, a large institution with thousands of people. Once school is over, it is so densely packed that just ordering books from the library is basically impossible.
Not enough for students to borrow.
There were not enough books in the library, so I had to look for other methods. "Youth Digest" came in time.
There are tens of thousands of college students in Peiping, and 500 publications are simply not enough, let alone free. When all were distributed in the morning, readers who came after hearing the news came to the door during class breaks.
"Is there still a Youth Digest?"
Students from readers' associations in major universities kept coming, and at first they came in groups. They heard in the classroom that readers' associations distributed free literary books and periodicals, and they were so excited that they ran over to read them one by one.
"No, everything has been distributed. You are late."
The reading association members were somewhat dissatisfied.
You all say that Youth Digest is free of charge. You really think that there is no cost to print the book. The club's funds are only so small, so it's great to be able to print so many. If I had known, they wouldn't be able to digest it internally.
So readers came happily and left dejectedly.
After class ended at noon, everyone was preparing to eat in the cafeteria. I don’t know who passed the news that the Readers Association was distributing free literary books and periodicals. When I heard that it was free, I didn’t even want to eat. They all took their lunch boxes and went to the Readers Association.
run.
It was lunch time, and all the members of the Reading Association had gone to eat. There was only one person on duty holding a Youth Digest, and he was shocked when such a large group of people came in.
"Classmate, is there still youth digest?"
"No, no, no, we've given them out." The student was so frightened that he stammered.
"Don't you talk a lot?"
"That's right. Did you hide it? Take it out quickly. Readers Association, don't be too stingy."
"Look, he's holding a book in his hand."
Here the students gathered in a group and asked the Readers Association for Youth Digest. Over there, the students who got the books and periodicals behaved differently.
Some hid themselves and watched secretly. When they saw the sad parts, they burst into tears.
Some of them were envious after being seen by their roommates in the dormitory, and they gathered around them, massaging and flattering them, just to find out.
For example, in the dormitory of Peking University Law Department, Tian Tian read loudly: "In the past, letters were slow, carriages and horses were far away, and there was only enough time to love one person in a lifetime."
Next to them, several girls listened to these words, and couldn't help but have such a picture pop up in their minds. On the rugged official road, the postman drove the carriage hard, men were fighting at the border, and women were busy embroidering, and they were deeply moved.
, I’m crazy just thinking about it.
"It's so touching. Anonymous is so well written." Wu Qian covered her chest.
Yang Lan snickered.
On the same day, after Lin Xiaoguang finished his class in the study class, he happened to hear the news that all Youth Digests had been distributed and many students asked for more.
"Luoyang paper is expensive, what should we do next?" Zhao Ziyu now completely regarded him as a confident Zhuge Liang, and came to look for him whenever anything happened.
"I have no money, what else can I do?" Lin Xiaoguang spread his hands helplessly.
"Just do nothing?"
"The Reader Feedback Department can start working. Relying on the readers' associations of major universities, we will conduct research and continue to improve Youth Digest. For example, which of our columns are not well designed and which articles have not attracted widespread attention can be improved."
"What about other departments?"
"For some articles in popular categories, you can ask the author to write them. Forget about the unpopular ones. However, there are some places that need to be paid attention to, such as red epics and glorious years. These must be included and cannot be missing. This is politically correct."
Zhao Ziyu nodded.
Seeing that he was about to leave, she immediately mentioned another thing: "Zhu Jianjun went to see President Pan."
Lin Xiaoguang's heart moved.
They finally took sides, but it seems that Zhu chose President Pan. With President Pan coming forward, he, as the propaganda minister, can continue to work for the time being.
As a result, the current situation is that the six ministers, the Propaganda Department, the Organization Department, and the External Relations Department are all workers, peasants, and soldiers students, and the ministers of the other three departments are all 77-level students, which makes it half and half, plus two social workers.
Pan Hong, the president, is a worker, peasant, and soldier student, and Zhao Ziyu, the executive vice president, is a class 77 student. On the surface, he is slightly better than the worker, peasant, and soldier student.
"I can be considered worthy of you, don't say I'm ruthless." Lin Xiaoguang sighed secretly.
Zhao Ziyu continued talking, looking at him with some worry: "He also talked to me. I think that's it. The society can't start a big fight anymore. We have to concentrate on doing things now."
"Am I such a bellicose person?" Lin Xiaoguang laughed at himself.
The "Youth Digest" storm hit, with the Tsinghua Literary Society as the core, starting from the readers' associations of major universities, and gradually spread to various schools, first a small group of people, then young people who love literature, and later, those who are not interested in literature
The man from science and engineering also knew.
The Tsinghua Literary Society was caught off guard. Many people knew that they had released a big satellite, and people kept coming to the door. There were many people who said good things about it, but there were also some people who said bad things about it.
In short, this result was unexpected for them.
A few days later, someone from the Chinese Department of Peking University found Lin Xiaoguang and was very dissatisfied.
"What do you mean by Tsinghua Literary Society? Just run your Tsinghua Weekly in your Tsinghua University. What do you mean by going to Peking University to run Youth Digest? Isn't it over the line?"
When they came to find him, Lin Xiaoguang had just finished his study class and was scolded, looking confused.
"Classmate, isn't this right? What readers like to read is their choice, not something we impose on them. What can we do if they want to read it?"