With sincerity as the heart, with friends. Hello everyone, here is the Best Friend Voice Version! Today, what we want to share with you is "The Ancient Stone Bridge at the Head of the Village", written by Wang Ali.
"Shake, shake, shake to Grandma's Bridge." The stone bridge in my grandmother's village is located at the east end of the village, which is the bridge that the villagers must pass through to the town, and it is like an old man who has experienced many vicissitudes, silently ushering in the delivery and witnessing the changes of the times in the village.
When I was a child, every winter and summer vacation, my mother would take our brothers and sisters back to my mother's house, although my grandparents were gone, my uncle and aunt's home was my mother's mother's house. When we saw the stone bridge in the distance, we became extremely excited, and we knew that the alley across the bridge was my aunt's house, and then turned around the corner was my uncle's house. When I reached the bridge, I would shout, "Let me go to the front!" Of course, the child's mood is to become a bird of annunciation for uncles and aunts who "have come to the family", let them hug and kiss. At this time, the two brothers did not argue with me, and gave way to the conventional.
This old stone bridge built in the Jiaqing period of the Qing Dynasty, the bridge deck is made of 4 pieces of granite spliced together, each about 3 meters long, half a meter wide, no bridge railing, my mother reminded me to walk in the middle, let the brothers guard behind me, our team in a herringbone shape through the stone bridge is my deepest impression.
After my mother returned home, we stayed at my uncle's house or my aunt's house for winter and summer vacations, and the stone bridge became our paradise. Sometimes, we lie on the bridge board, put our hands on the mouth in the shape of a trumpet, shouting at the gap of the bridge, at this time, I seem to hear the ancient echo of the stone bridge; sometimes, we stand on the bridge and throw stones into the river, and the air crosses a beautiful arc, and the blue river splashes and ripples. In the early morning, we drove the sheep across the stone bridge and went to the field to graze; in the evening, we sat on the edge of the stone bridge and waited for the sunset time of the long river. In the summer, naughty and daring children jumped from the stone bridge into the water, one after another like dumplings; in winter, when it snowed, we were even more impatient, and we gathered on the stone bridge, snowballing, building snowmen... The stone bridge carries so much of my childhood joy!
I remember once, I went out to play with my aunt's neighbor Xiao Ke, unconsciously walked to my home, suddenly had a feeling of homesickness, I said to Xiao Ke: "Today I will not go back to my aunt's house, you carry a word to my aunt, just say that I am home!" "At eight o'clock in the evening, there was a knock at the door, and I, who was already asleep, heard the voices of my aunt and uncle in a daze. It turned out that after my aunt who had worked in the fields for a day came home, she heard that I had come home alone, and my aunt and uncle did not care to eat dinner, so they rushed five miles to my house, and when they saw me at home, their hanging hearts fell. Mother let them stay overnight, they also refused, saying that they were going to do farm work early the next day, before leaving, mother told them to pay attention to the night road blindly at night, especially when crossing the stone bridge. The aunt smiled and said, "Rest assured, where there are cracks in the bridge, where there are small pits, and how many steps to take from this end of the bridge to that end, we all know very well!" "It turns out that the appearance of the stone bridge has long been burned in the heart of my aunt!"
Recently, I went back to my hometown to visit my uncle and aunt, and found that the changes in the village can be really big, the asphalt road runs through the village, the two-story small buildings are lined up one after another, the words "Happiness Small Square" next to the village department are particularly eye-catching, the green trees in the village are covered, the vegetables and fruits are fragrant, and I almost got lost in the village for many years. Asked the fellow villagers, far away to see the familiar stone bridge moored there, this should be the only constant building in the village, it silently stared at the village, and like a mother standing at the head of the village, quietly waiting for the return of the wanderer.
I gently stepped onto the bridge deck, afraid of disturbing it. At this time, the wind on the bridge, the childhood memories with the slow ripples in the river become clear again, as if a voice is quietly shouting: Wanderer in the distance, please slow down your pace, let your feet really step on this simple stone bridge! My heart was hot, all the memories of the stone bridge were revived again, and I really felt the warmth of returning home...
Source: Best Friends
Author: Wang Ali Voiced by: Cui Xiaohong
Editor: Propaganda Department