As long as I can remember, in order to support the construction of forest areas, my family moved from Manzhouli, an ancient frontier city, to Daxinganling, which has just been developed and constructed, and then lived in Baihupai, a small station near Jiagedaqi. The biggest feature of this station is that there are many birch trees. Betula platyphylla is the most unique tree species in Daxinganling. Its bark is white and flawless, like a thick leather. Oroqen people can use it to build houses in Shan Ye, and nail them on the walls to prevent moisture and cold. It can also be made into a canoe of the Oroqen nationality-a birch boat. Birch is an exquisite variety. Once the bark is peeled off, the tree can only wither and die. The leaves of Betula platyphylla are also the most delicate and least hardy. At the turn of summer and autumn, the leaves of Betula platyphylla first changed from green to golden yellow. She is like an injured innocent girl, wearing a pale yellow gauze, standing alone in the autumn wind, her face gaunt and her heart suddenly surges with love. Birch has one of the most common and main uses, which is to make a fire. Therefore, for every family living in a bungalow at that time, storing birch bark and lighting it became a family necessity. Put the dry wood in the fireplace and take a small piece of birch bark. As long as a match is needed, birch bark will burn immediately. It can be said that the lights of the station illuminate people's figures, and the birch trees warm people's hearts.
At that time, the power supply to the forestry residents in the station was limited, only until ten o'clock every day, and then the power went out. The rest of the time, we can only rely on loose fire (a kind of pine oil) and kerosene lamps. And the power supply is often interrupted, so the lights people see at home are always so dim. The dim light makes the children can't even see the handwriting in the textbook clearly, just like solve riddles on the lanterns. Several children get together in solve riddles on the lanterns to do their homework. At that time, what we admired most was the lighting of the railway station. The electricity in the railway station will never stop, because it is necessary to ensure that the train signal light is always on to guide the direction of the advancing train.
As a descendant of a forestry worker, I fantasize about how good it would be to work in the railway when I grow up. Whether working in a small railway station or on a railway train, there will be bright lights. In that way, you don't have to light a choking kerosene lamp and Song Minghuo, and you can stay with the signal lamp of the railway station for a long time.
During the Baihua Pai, I knew a classmate whose family lived in the house of the railway station. The most enviable thing is that the lights in her house will never go out, and she can enjoy the superior conditions of railway electricity. So she has the best academic performance and the most beautiful handwriting. She is always so quiet and noble that we forestry children envy her. I always feel ashamed in front of her.
The signal lamp at the station is a symbol of the existence of life in desolate Shan Ye. Eternal light soothes my lonely thoughts through the curtains of my heart. Burn the long night into morning light. Under the light, we can sort out every note of life safely, finish the journey of life under the snow, and write down the poems of life on the blank paper roll. Then, in the light and shadow of the station, will I be your secret love? I have lingered in your window countless times, but I have no courage to knock on the window lattice. The lights at the station are too bright, and I dare not look back and say my love.
I've had an indissoluble bond with the railway station since I started working. I have worked in the railway operation system for ten years, and we have jurisdiction over 26 railway intermediate stations, which are inextricably linked with small stations. There are nearly 10,000 railway stations in China, which is a beautiful landscape in the linkage of railway systems. The customs of the station, the joys and sorrows of the people in the station are all printed in my memory, and I can't let them go for a long time.
The most unforgettable thing is the signal lighting of the railway station, especially every night after it snows in winter. Whenever I walk into a small station, I always feel that the signal light at the station is so warm and bright. I deeply realize that after so many bumpy roads, everything in the past is gradually forgotten. Only the signal light of the small station, I haven't forgotten it. I can never get out of that quiet and hazy, that illusory and beautiful feeling.
The signal light at the station is a symbol of the desolate life in Shan Ye. Eternal light soothes my lonely thoughts through the curtains of my heart. Burn the long night into morning light. Under the light, we can sort out every note of life safely, finish the journey of life under the snow, and write down the poems of life on the blank paper roll. Then, in the light and shadow of the station, will I be your secret love? I have lingered in your window countless times, but I have no courage to knock on the window lattice. The light in the station was so bright that my soul was ashamed and fled.
The station lights are gentle and persistent. In the cold winter, the mountains and rivers are frozen, but the signal lights of the railway station are not frostbitten. The signal light of the station is the pride of the station people and the eternal yearning in my dream. That's the flashing signal light between Shan Ye, that's the refraction of your heart! Lighting is the most sincere friend of the station people, hoping to release the green dragon and comfort the loneliness of train travel. The small station is a post station connecting the towns in the mountains, and the lighting is the navigation direction of the small station.
On a moonless night, the signal light at the station is the heaviest theme in people's minds. I have worked in the railway station for ten years, and I have seen the lights of the station for ten years, but I have never appreciated its profound connotation. How I want to hold your arm gently under the light to find a fairy-tale dream. In my dream, you always look forward to me affectionately under the light of the station. Will I be the eternal expectation in your heart?
Railway is a big linkage machine of national economy, which needs the linkage operation of all departments. As a part of the linkage machine, the railway station is naturally very important. Without the railway station, the train is like without the beacon light, and I don't know how to run. Moreover, the train will give way at the running station, which looks very simple. In fact, as long as the difference is one minute and one second, it will lead to a huge tragedy and the consequences will be unimaginable. The green signal lamp is the flag that the train passes by and it is also an eternal call. From winter to summer, and then from spring to autumn, the safety of the train punctually embodies the selfless dedication and selfless work of the station people, which is a picture of life intertwined with sweat and tears.
I once interviewed a small station worker, who was a model worker of the national railway system and a winner of the National May 1st Labor Medal. His name is Shen Zhenhai. He comes from the beautiful Xizi Lake, but he has worked in a small station on the northeast Nenlin Line all his life. He has no grandiloquence or earth-shattering deeds, but his professionalism of "being on the job for one minute and being responsible for 60 seconds" has become a model for Harbin Railway Bureau and even the whole country to learn railways, which once inspired a generation to stand on their posts, love their jobs and make selfless contributions. Moreover, he was thrifty all his life, even mending socks, but every year he took some money from his salary and donated it anonymously to charity. When his monthly salary was only 100 yuan, he actually donated 1 10,000 yuan. His deeds have infected many railway workers, and also inspired the small station workers to silently dedicate their light and heat in their respective posts.
The station lights lit up countless unforgettable nights. In the twenty years after I left the station, I often missed the station. Every year, I will take time to go to several small stations where I have worked, meet old friends, appreciate the unique charm of small stations and feel the long-lost customs of small stations. The railway station has become an inseparable part of my life.
The signal light of the railway station, I always lie dying in my memory; The traffic lights at the railway station are always flashing in the depths of my mind. I always look at the traffic lights at the railway station from a distance. Are you still homesick under the traffic lights at the station?