First, leisure.
I don't know if it's too young or the road is already long. There is a place called "Tangganglang". My family has several acres of land there, and my mother often takes me to work together. We often go there in the afternoon, and my mother had a big lunch early. We need to walk from the head of the village to the end of the village, then bypass the pier between the two rivers, cross a road that is not too wide, and then cross a large paddy field to reach a canal that is not too wide.
Spring is my favorite season to go there. I can see butterflies flying all the way. I can chase, catch and even release them. In some places, there are tall motherwort, with purple flowers, which bloom in sections. Like sesame, the white butterfly likes to park on it, so I will walk slowly with my hands behind my back. They will not be noticed. I reached out my little hand and wrapped the purple flowers in my hand. Of course, I have to leak the palm lotus into a hollow ball, and the butterfly is in my hand. Slowly, the top of motherwort will be separated from mine. This is a very beautiful thing, except that the grass is a little prickly. At that time, motherwort was very tall, so I had to stand on tiptoe. Sometimes I took a step back and stretched motherwort. Finally, when I leave my palm, the grass will bounce back and shake a few times. The pink butterfly is running around in my hand. I put my hand in front of my eyes and looked in through a small gap between my two thumbs. I suspect that she died of suffocation. When I opened it, she flew away. I will chase her with a smile and watch her fly into the sky in a panic. The sky is blue and the background is white clouds like gauze. That painting is so beautiful!
Sometimes I look for thatch by the roadside. In spring, there will be wool needles in the thatched cottage. In fact, it is the flower spike drawn by thatch or bud. This kind of food is edible, tender, a little grassy and occasionally a little sweet, but I think it is an illusion. If you are patient, you can pull one in a minute. This is an excellent snack. My mother thinks I like to pull out idle needles. She called it an idle wool needle. Very big and tender. I often beg my mother to pull more. I can take it back to other children in the village. They think it is a rare good thing. In fact, this is an idle spike. If you don't take it, it will be reeds in autumn, piece by piece.
Mom will shout when she sees that I am far behind, but she won't wait, because although it is a bit endless here, in my opinion, there are no villains after all! I'm not so easy to talk to when I get to the canal. My mother is going to work in the fields. She pointed to the motor boats passing by in the river from time to time and said with a smile, you are left behind by them. One morning, I came here to cut rice, and you were placed at the foot of this leisure club. I felt sorry for you, so I took you back to raise you. If you go to this river now, they will take you away and you will never come home to see me again. I'm afraid of such a thing. I always stay away from the river bank and leisure. Because my mother is right, there are organic sailboats and leisure groups here, and she often comes to work. A few times, I even found wild duck eggs, which are ducks' children, so it seems reasonable for kind people to pick up their own children in this simple world. So I stay away from the river bank. Fortunately, there is a big gap between the river and the bank. On the steep slope, there are clusters of idleness in the east and clusters in the west. My mother planted pumpkins, red beans, edamame, sesame seeds and sweet potatoes on the steep slope. In autumn, she always drives them home.
By this time, the idle wool needle had already gone out. This is a reed flower. At first, it was soft and furry. My mother will fold a lot at this time, so let me take it back to my grandmother. I call my grandmother a good woman. She will make sandals with newly harvested straw and put a lot of reeds in the middle. It is especially warm to wear in winter. "My little Qiu Min's reed shoes!"
What warm words, rippling in my distant Tanggang, I can't go back!
Second, Jia Jian
After reading it, I realized that Leisure was originally called Jia Jian.
That's from the Book of Songs, textbooks and middle schools. There are no books at home. The only thing with words is the calendar, which is not available every year. There will be a book in the village by chance. I don't know where it came from, but most of it was cut by women. There is also a megaphone in the old house, from which the daily "news" and the notice of the production team will be sent out. I yearn for that pale picture, and that hazy artistic conception is the first taste of the beauty of literature. It was at that time that I was sure that transplanting rice and cutting rice were not what I wanted. I want to fly out to Jia Jian's kingdom.
I love reading, persistent and tenacious. All the friends in the village are still in primary school, because everyone is too young to do farm work, and leaving school early will not affect housework such as mowing grass. Most importantly, money is almost unnecessary. The primary school is in a place called Cao Ancestral Hall, which belongs to the village next door. Our village is very divided. After class, I will carry my schoolbag and bamboo basket and mow the grass all the way home. Few books, not heavy schoolbags and heavy grass. With them, rabbits and pigs at home can grow up, so a basket is not enough. You threw away your schoolbag at home, and you have to come out and cut another basket. There is a lot of grass in spring and autumn, so it can be cut and dried all day in summer for feeding in winter. The teacher cut in line. I don't know if this young lady is still. She can't do farm work, so the village arranged for her to look after the children, and she naturally became our teacher. She described the known conditions in mathematics as "chair conditions". I never doubted her knowledge, and I always thought it was my IQ that I couldn't count. And she teaches three grades at the same time. The main hall of Cao ancestral hall is very big. The first row is grade one, the second row is grade two, the third row is grade three, and then there is a clearing. Sometimes it rains, and the hall leaks from east to west. We deeply feel the benefits of the hall and can move the table around. She asked the first-grade students to copy new words, and then went to the second grade to teach math. When the second grade did the problem, she taught the third grade to recite. We laughed at a few stupid and clever first-year students who did the third-grade questions!
In the third grade, Teacher Yang informed my parents that she couldn't teach us and would go to Honglian Primary School, a market school run by several villages. It's far from my home, but fortunately there are three or four people in the same village. We have a long way to go. Now it will take at least an hour. No lunch. It is naturally impossible to go home for dinner. You can only take it with you. Winter doesn't matter. For a growing child, cold meals and cold dishes will not cause stomach problems, even if you occasionally have a stomachache. The problem is that in summer, food that has been stuffy for a long time often smells bad, so we can only choose to be hungry, but fortunately, if we are too hungry, we won't feel hungry.
When we arrived at Honglian Middle School, only Eiko and I were left in our village. There are three brothers in front of Ying. They all spoil her. Only when they start working can she continue her studies. On several occasions, my parents backed out and asked me to drop out of school, because to tell the truth, children of the same age have already made money in factories run by the community! Once, I contacted a hair salon in Wuxi to be friends. Call me a hairdresser then. However, in the entanglement of whether to get a junior high school diploma, I was dragged to the third grade to graduate. I was disappointed and got the high school admission notice. I noticed my father's lonely eyes. He asked, do you want to study? I replied: Go! Now think about it, I really don't understand.
The town is really much better than the old school, because it is too far away. I live with my aunt. I like articles in reading chinese's books very much. This is the first time I have seen so many good articles in my life, and I like English, too. Unfortunately, what I lack here is an English teacher. A foreign language teacher in junior high school was retained by a senior who graduated from high school. She was not formally established and soon married to another city. I heard that she got a job in a radio station. Now that I think about it, it is appropriate. Who told her that her voice is so beautiful? The English teacher in high school is also a woman. I vaguely remember that her spoken English is particularly excellent, but what she said most in class was: "Others are foreign …", which made me yearn for some time. Finally one day, she didn't come to class. We waited and waited. Finally, several girls went to her house to invite her. She just said: I'm going abroad! The head teacher, a handsome teacher with a Wuxi accent, came to inform us that from today on, we have no foreign language teachers, and the curriculum has changed to self-study. There are very excited boys, because there is no need to write silently anymore; There are many people who are as disappointed as I am. We never had a chance to see foreign countries, eat western food and listen to other people's foreign countries ... After a long time, a foreign teacher came with glasses like the bottom of a beer bottle. His spoken English is as strong as Mandarin, but he is very responsible. It seemed to me at the time. I have seen the head teacher who is only a few years older than me hide out of the window and listen to our foreign language class many times. Maybe he also wants to hear the pronunciation of foreign beer bottles. I tried very hard to distinguish the pronunciation of the bottom of the beer bottle, but some words were still in vain. When school is over at night, we often see him sitting on a tall haystack outside the school gate, looking deeply into the distance. I think maybe one day he will go to towards the distant and suddenly leave us inexplicably, just like a beautiful female teacher. But in the end, he didn't. I barely got into the normal colleges in the city with extremely rubbish scores.
Compared with the village, it can be called bustling. I never knew Fangta Street was the center of Changshu, and I never knew there were so many books to read besides Jianjia. Unfortunately, I don't have time at night or on weekends. Because of going out to work, Eiko married a man in her first year of high school. I am the only girl in the village who went to college. My mother does the same job as men and gives me 100 yuan for living expenses every month. This is naturally not enough. I have to eat three meals a day in the canteen and buy books and notes. I began to be a tutor in the art teacher's house and behave like a model. My income can solve my life problems! Learning such kind words as "Jia Jian" is just a luxury desire!
When I was a sophomore, my thesis became type. In the school magazine, I sat on the playground and watched it for a dusk. It never occurred to me that my words could become black ink like "Jia Jian". Xiao secretly stuffed a letter from behind me and ran away before I turned around. Open on see, hazy, Malanhua floating on the ridge ushered in spring!
..... the so-called Iraqis are on the water side. ...
This is the beginning and end of this ugly story. Some people say: overlooking the long river of history, sometimes inhumanity is the mercy of heaven and earth!
Third, reeds
That hot July, the reeds in Shajiabang had already headed, and they happily extended to the endless sky. Our agreement on three lives and ten lives is coming soon.
With a letter of recommendation in my hand, I turned around twice and arrived at a place called Ouqu, which was completely arranged by fate. I left my country and hitchhiked to the suburbs. I'm waiting for the first bus to stop. I'll go wherever he wants to take me!
The school here has just been renovated for a long time, and motion sickness and the enthusiasm of the weather make me dizzy. On the third floor, three men, the youngest at the door, wearing glasses and looking a little dark, looked at me in surprise; The next person is a little older and thinner, and he should be taller, because even when sitting, he is straight and stops to look at me. The innermost one, Fu Dudu, has gray hair and looks the oldest. I don't know who to give the material to, so I have to give it to the man at the door. He didn't know whether to answer it or not, and looked at the one behind him. The old man asked, "What's the price of the little girl?"
My application starts here. They have never seen a little girl come to apply for a job from above without saying hello. Now that I think about it, I am really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers!
The old man replied kindly: Go back first and give notice in advance when signing the contract. I asked if this meant being accepted, and the other party only replied: You are the first little girl I have ever seen with such courage!
I'm a stranger here, Ouqu. As can be seen from the name, this is a place where rivers and canals crisscross. I like to have a dream orchid bedding in Dongyili, where there is a big lotus pond, and the artistic conception of lotus leaves in summer and lotus picking in Jiangnan is all out.
And Shajiabang. As a Changshu native, I am ashamed that I have never been to Shajiabang, but it is no wonder. Europe is only ten minutes' drive from Shajiabang, and it is also a red education base, so many activities are put there. Here reeds are in pieces, and reeds surround reeds in the water, which is a special scenery.
Wandering in the distance, swaying at close range. The most beautiful thing is that in October, a reed stands upright in the bright sun, and taking pictures in the river is just as resolute. It is not more than ten or twenty meters away from the other one, just like the intersection of rivers and ports, and Xiao Mu fishing boats enter like a maze. When the wind comes, the reed will fall to one side and be uniform, and the leaves will stab in one direction like a knife, but they will stand still after the wind passes. No wonder when the Japanese captured the city, they could never subdue this reed. Even the softest reed flower, the colder the frost, the whiter the flower, and the more fluffy and arrogant it looks from a distance.
Give me a beautiful soul, and my appearance will be equally beautiful!
Some people say that Jiangnan is soft and glutinous, yes, but there is another saying that Jiangnan is tough, and this reed is proof. It's too hard and broken, too soft. It's cotton, but the reed is just right. Cut and burned, they grew taller in the spring breeze. This is really my favorite. What I like best is the softness in Jiaxu, which is heartbreaking. Now the love for reeds is a kind of firmness in the bones. 360 days a year, wind, sword and frost are pressing each other hard ... longing for smooth sailing during the day is like praying never to go down the mountain during the day. A lot of helplessness does not mean that the position of the enemy and the enemy is clear, so bowing to the wind is a strategy of at least respecting life and unremitting pursuit.
Occasionally, I have the opportunity to recognize the reed root, which is white and slender and hollow as bamboo. It is said that soup can cure colds. I just remembered that there were many lotus roots in ancient times, but I can't see this reed root! The same nobleness, unless the lotus root is beautiful, the lotus seed is bitter and the lotus leaf is beautiful? It can be seen that Mr.zhou's appearance is really unattractive, especially the secular has always been utilitarian. However, this reed was born in Mu Na. Although it is hollow, there is no bamboo to make the flute small to express feelings and thoughts; Wood has no finished products and can be used in large quantities. She can only stand silently in the autumn water. Fortunately, she has never been at peace with the world. Whether you come or not, you don't understand or not, I was born with this kind of skin and temperament, year after year!
When I am idle, I live in the reeds, and the wind and rain are like the sun. I live in my body.
Mingbing