Chen Minghui
On the eve of Mid-Autumn Festival last year, I went to Hengshui. After reviewing the electrician's certificate, I hurried on the train going south. At that time, I also wanted to go home to see my wife and relieve the pain of lovesickness. Besides, Shijiazhuang is not far from Hengshui, which is 300 miles at most.
After thinking and thinking, I finally made a difficult choice, or not to go back! I have no lofty ideals or dedication. In ancient times, Dayu stayed at home in order to control water. And this time I passed through Shijiazhuang and didn't go home.
I am afraid that the epidemic will tighten!
At that time, the epidemic situation in the whole country broke out one after another, showing a multi-point and multi-source distribution trend. The constant notice about the urgent search for COVID-19's secret contacts made me panic.
If you get off the train halfway home and buy a ticket from Shijiazhuang to Hangzhou, you need to get off the train twice and get in and out of the station twice. I don't know if I can be lucky-I won't be infected and I won't be treated as a close contact.
If I am infected, the result is unbearable for me. Even if I am judged as a close contact, half a month's isolation will cost me my present job. And the high isolation cost will make my savings in the first half of the year disappear overnight. Half a year is really hard, and I went back to before liberation overnight!
Let it be! Let's leave now. Sitting on a fast train and watching the scenery flash like a dream is also self-satisfied.
When the train entered Shandong, it suddenly rained cats and dogs. When the train was about to cross the Yellow River, it stopped.
The train rang, the voice of the conductor, hello, passengers. The K89 1 train from Hengshui to Hangzhou was about twenty minutes late.
After more than an hour, the train didn't move. I turned to look out of the window. Heavy rain has been falling. The trees in the distance are soaked in water. Grass and seedlings have disappeared. Through the glass of the sealed window, I vaguely heard the roar of the flood in the distance.
After more than three hours, the conductor said several times that the train was late, so he stopped talking. No one wanted to listen, because everyone knew how late it was, and the conductor didn't know either.
Engineering trucks carrying rows of rails and sleepers roared past the window, and everyone was talking about it. It is said that the roadbed in front was washed away by the flood, and the railway department is rushing to repair it in the rain.
I finally understand, and I want to forget it. I stopped asking the conductor when to drive and let him go.
Open the phone and find that the network is too bad to see the news and brush Tik Tok. Everyone wears masks, and no one wants to be near others, let alone chat. The depressing atmosphere makes me a little crazy. I really want to pry open the window, jump off the train, stand in the heavy rain and shout loudly to vent my pent-up emotions in recent years.
Looking down near the window, I was surprised to find that the long-awaited Yellow River was at my feet, and the thin waves were gentle and mighty, rushing forward.
More than 2,000 years ago, Confucius of Lu stood by the river and expressed his feelings. There is a poem that says: Zi Yue Chuan, the deceased is like a husband, thinking about it day and night.
Think about yourself for so many years. Although I worked hard, I achieved nothing, wasting my time, wasting my time.
The boat fishing in the distance, like a willow leaf, appears and disappears in the Yellow River.
There is a pontoon bridge on the river, curled up on the shore. I don't know whether it is the beginning of bridge construction or the end of bridge demolition.
Looking back 300 years ago, Chu Zhuangwang was also trapped on the bank of the Yellow River. Facing the roaring river, he was extremely worried and turned white overnight.
During the War of Liberation, Liu Deng's army leapt thousands of miles into Dabie Mountain and broke through the natural barrier of the Yellow River in one fell swoop, which was even more difficult! At that time, there were enemy planes bombing in the sky, machine gun strafing in the sky, interception in front and pursuers behind. Commander Liu Bocheng encouraged the officers and men of the three armed forces: In the face of a strong enemy, we should use offensive means to deal with the invading enemy, fight our way out, and the brave will win in the narrow road!
How can there be so many smooth things in the world? Encountering setbacks and obstacles is the normal state of life!
The COVID-19 epidemic that has ravaged the whole country in recent years, just like the insurmountable natural barrier of the Yellow River, will eventually be completely defeated and become a glory in the history of the Chinese nation.
Suddenly, I felt my body shaking slightly, and then I saw the Yellow River speeding away outside the window. The train started quietly and the sky was clear. There is a bright moon in the sky, and there are no clouds in Wan Li. The stars in the sky are shining like the eyes of relatives ... who do you want to see? ..... see?
How many lovers live far apart, and how many people cry at the bright moon.
The moon accompanied the train to speed up and bid farewell to the reluctant Yellow River.
—— Chen Minghui, Zhaozhou, Hebei Province