The name "Lonely Tree" once made me make a big joke.
Ten years ago, when I went to Lonely Tree Town, ten kilometers west of the county seat, to send a teacher to the countryside, I got up early and greedily went down to the jujube forest in the dark, thinking that it was far away from me. Especially hearing the locals read lone trees as dead trees, I can't help but laugh at them for "soil". Later, I talked to my father about this topic, and my father laughed at me for being "uneducated."
It turns out that the lone tree is really a dead tree, and it really reads kū.
As the name of the village, lone tree was first seen in the "History of Ming", when it was written as "dead tree". During the Daoguang years of the Qing Dynasty, the words of the Korean emissaries in the Yan Xinglu added a bit of mystery to the lone tree. “...... There are large dead trees on the ridge and small dead trees on the mountainside. This tree is neither born nor dead, has no leaves and no flowers, is countable in height, and has branches." Locals say that as long as the wind and rain are smooth, the tree will grow leaves and blossom, and if it is a year of disaster, it will be silent and flowerless. There is such a magical tree in the world, what kind of tree is this magical tree? The Yan Xinglu only replied: This is the spirit wood.
Regardless of what kind of tree the tree is, just look at these few numbers, but the intention is very beautiful.
Ten years ago, our first farmer's classroom was opened in the jujube forest on the northern hill of Lonely Tree, and the first batch of jujube tree planting students also opened the second class of their lives in the simple conference room of the Luyuan Fruit Tree Planting Farmers' Professional Cooperative. Imagine a forest of small dates like small red lanterns hanging outside, the virgin eyes of farmers and the sound of agricultural technicians teaching, and occasionally lively discussions. Today, our farmer classrooms have the best multimedia, bringing in the best teachers to talk about the most down-to-earth skills to get rich. Ten years later, the mountain has been planted with date trees, turned into a forest sea, the beauty has become a landscape, and the original mountain stone road has also been paved with asphalt.
Maybe like the villagers in this mountain, maybe like the jujube trees in this mountain, we are all small 1, but each one is a landscape, and a little more diligence can have one more jujube flower in the spring and one more fruit in the autumn. What jujube forest doesn't love his trees? Ten years of sending people to the countryside let me grow up with the jujube people, and I learned with them how to shoot out the insect eggs hidden in the trunk, and know what kind of branches grow more and sweet dates. Every now and then I felt that the lone tree was really close, so close that I was breathing the wind in the mountains with it.
Tourists picking golden jujubes in Qingshitang Village, Lonely Tree Town, photo by Zheng Xuefeng
A few days ago, I went to the lone tree to collect wind, ten years of transformation, here is already walking between rationality and poetry in the landscape of the country. It is said to be rational because it has the toughness and meandering of the Yanshan Mountains. The unique charm of the jujube tree is incomparable to other trees, she can be like a young woman, emitting a faint jujube flower fragrance, or strong as a fighter, carving the blue sky into a print.
When we went to the jujube forest, we also happened to encounter a crowd of twisted rice songs. The jujube people who are busy in the jujube garden in spring, summer and autumn, when it comes to the agricultural leisure season, they come to the central square between the jujube forests, and dance with drums and cheerful dances, and everyone's face jumps with the light of harvest, which is enough to resist the fatigue of a year. I was deeply infected by this joy, feeling that every cell in my body was sprinkling joy.
The folk style of lonely trees is upward, our students are eager to learn and dare to think and dare to do, farmer training classes are also popular every year, and the learning content has expanded from jujube tree planting to e-commerce live broadcasting, entrepreneurial education, and housekeeping services. What impressed me the most was a disabled girl who loved life here, singing while cutting leeks, and each leek was sold for a good price in the fast hand. There is also a poor mother, after learning hand-knitting, she sold hot in Douyin, and a pair of daxi characters can sell for 800 yuan. When she gave me an elaborately woven "spring" word, I hung this "spring" in the most conspicuous place in the living room, and every time I looked up at the spring, I could see her full of spring colors. Suddenly, I understood that collecting winds, it turned out that what we should collect more was the folk customs.
To say that it is poetic is derived from the blue spring river that has passed through the wind and dust of the times and the faint nostalgia that evokes distant memories.
Songzhuangzi Village on the banks of the Blue Spring River was once an ordinary low-lying village in Lonely Tree Town, and it has not been seen for several years to be defined as "SaiJiangNan". When you turn the corner from the houhu Park Road, there is a kind of "the beginning is extremely narrow, and only then can it be passed." Repeat dozens of steps, suddenly cheerful" sense of paradise. Songzhuangzi Village is located in the Hebei Provincial Yutian Industrial Development Zone, surrounded by fast-growing enterprises. But she was loyal, clinging to the dirt beneath her feet; she was confident, she was doing herself. I sigh that the city is everywhere, but there are always villages with such courage. She has a real spring, summer, autumn and winter, summer with breeze and winter and red, on hot summer nights, the microwave sparkling, moonlight reflection, like a dream in Jiangnan, and the winter red is the red lanterns on the light poles on both sides of the smooth street, the hand-painted red flag on the tall house hill and the red roof of the corner tower. Seeing the warm sun of Fangshan Mountain, several old people humming small songs, and a few dolls riding scooters to play, can be described as "yellow hair hanging hair, and happy with themselves", can't help but think of themselves many years later. Remembering the rotation of the Trojan horse every day, I always feel that anxiety is very close to homesickness is far away, and I can linger on the edge of the city to linger in this ripple of light and pavilions and water pavilions, breathe in the wind of this countryside, and have nostalgia to find, it is very good!
"It would have been nice to be able to stay here for one night!" A fellow scholar suddenly burst out a sentence. This sentence also reminds me that there is really a lack of farm yards and farm vegetables here. I immediately brewed a plan in my heart: take advantage of the Spring Festival farmers to idle at home, quickly open a farm dish training, and give the farmers how to do farm recipes, do home gardening, do leisure tourism... I privately praised myself, this decade of lonely trees, that faint nostalgia has long been transformed into a strong nostalgia, and with a strong nostalgia, I know that the lonely tree should be pronounced as kū tree. But not withered.
At the entrance of "Shanshui Jujube Township", I was pleased to see the long-term development of Lone tree town, 10,000 mu of jujube forest, 10,000 mu of fine grain, and 10,000 mu of jade fields for Beijing vegetables. These three "10,000 acres", one by one, played slides in front of my eyes: the green vegetables in the spring, the wind blowing wheat waves under the sunset in the summer, the jujube flowers wafting in the mountains... Imagining one big truck after another carrying trucks full of vegetables and grains to the capital of the motherland, I am sincerely proud!
This landscape and jujube township, which walks between reason and poetry, is so far away and so close.
Source: Yutian Tourism