I remember when I was a teenager, every summer vacation, I would go to Wufengxi to visit my eldest sister. That year, the beautiful eldest sister was transferred to work at the Wufengxi Grain Station, because the road was too far, I still sent her to take a plane sailboat. When I was a child, I always liked to play barefoot, the foot board had long been worn out of thick calluses, my mother was busy living in the sewing club every day, and the eldest sister saw that my brother's feet were frozen red in winter, so she took the time to make cloth shoes for my younger siblings early. When I go to Wufengxi in the summer, I always love to walk barefoot on the tidal sand road of the Tuojiang River, and I feel very soft and comfortable. Remembering that I was going to see my eldest sister, I didn't feel tired at all after walking dozens of roads, walking barefoot on the simple road along the river, early in the morning, the sun on the river rose, and the sun began to heat up on the body. Tuojiang Bay Ring, green mountains and green water on both sides, because there are few vehicles on this road, both sides of the road are covered with green and velvet nelscara, barefoot stepping on the top of the wiregrass, that soft feeling, let me enjoy the humid warmth. Because I missed my eldest sister in my heart, I unconsciously arrived at the Luojiaba ferry port of Wufengxi Railway Station. The road ends here. I stepped from the springboard to the black canopy ferry boat that docked on the riverside, and there were already a few people on the side of the boat, and I quietly sat down on the side of the boat, patiently waiting to cross the river. The ferryman sat at the stern of the boat and tastefully said, "Bar..." With leaf smoke, he saw that there were two or three people on the shore, so he put the leaf smoke pole on the side of the boat and shouted: "The boat is open..." So the ferryman on the boat drew the lever onto the boat and picked up the pole to prop up the boat away from the riverbank...
Someone shook the radius, the ganggong held the boat with one hand and the rudder, the ferry went up slowly, the rudder blade was deflected, the ferry sailed to the opposite shore, the ferry slid through the middle stream and then slowly leaned towards the horse frame springboard, and the mann shouted: "The radius is not paddled, and the rod is ready." The ferry gently leaned against the horse rack, and as soon as the bar was inserted, the ferry stopped steadily as soon as it shook, and the transitional people gently jumped on the horse rack in order and walked up the riverbank from the springboard. Upstream, there are many people sifting sand and stones on the river beach. Nanzhu flattened shoulders slowly pressed on the shoulders of the Dansha people, and strings of shiny beads of sweat flowed on the bronze ridges, and I knew that this was the workers of the Wufeng Sand And Stone Factory working. Along the path of the sand and gravel factory, it is wufengxi railway station. It's already noon, and the fiery sun is a bit roasting. To go to Wufengxi town still have to walk 5 miles of rail road, when I stepped barefoot on the rails, the steel rails under my feet were like a fiery iron pot, I took the sleepers, the sleepers were boiled with asphalt, the asphalt was even hotter in the sun, I quickly put on the cloth shoes, at this time, the steam locomotive "whined..." A long sound, galloping from a distance, a little scary, roadside pedestrians quickly jumped into the ditch by the railway. To Wufengxi, under the railway bridge in the mountain stream is Wufeng Ancient Town, stepping on the stone ladder by the bridge slowly down to the street, a cool breeze leisurely blows, the summer heat suddenly subsides. The streets of Wufengxi Ancient Town are not lonely, but they are quaint, and they walk forward along the streets, and those ancient buildings are the famous Jiangxi Pavilion and YuWang Palace in Wufengxi. The street walked under a row of stages, those palaces and temples were layered on top of each other, the cornices were angled, a breeze blew through, the strings of wind chimes sounded the sound of jingling bells, at this time, those ancient buildings made people feel the majesty of time, I seemed to hear the sound of Sichuan opera gongs and drums, the Sichuan opera flowers inside were high in the face, and the sound was deafening...
Downstairs from the left row of stilts, there is the mountain stream of Wufeng, sparkling and sparkling blue waves, flowing down the street water alley, the old small bluestone bridge across the stream, there are residents in the creek pocket to get water, and then leisurely carry the bucket across the stone bridge. At this time, I remembered the folk song of Wufengxi: "Walk through Wufengxi, trek through the stone ladder, drink the water, and be confused in the cooking smoke." "Anyway, I missed the lunch of the big sister's unit, and I didn't feel hungry, so I first went to the clear and bright stream to take a bath, cool down, and then go to the grain station to find the big sister; so, I took off a glow in the sunlight by the stream, "Flutter through..." Jumped into the stream, played with the water, changed various swimming postures, and swam for a while... After swimming enough, I climbed ashore, got dressed and stepped into the gate of the Nanhua Palace (grain station). When he saw the eldest sister, he shouted, "Elder sister, I have come to see you." The eldest sister was at work, and said: "Such a big sun, you still stand up to the scorching sun to see your sister, go to the street to eat bowl noodles!" "The eldest sister gave me a dollar, and I happily went to the street to eat noodles." At that time, I ate a bowl of vegetarian noodles, two or two food stamps for 8 cents. Sitting at the square table of the comprehensive canteen (noodle restaurant) on the street, asking for a bowl of red oil vegetarian noodles, slowly tasting the delicious flavor, at this time, I felt that Wufengxi was really beautiful... When I got off work, my eldest sister took me to the canteen of the grain station for dinner. Wufengxi summer evening, the weather is also very hot, the people of the ancient town like to go to the Tuojiang River to cool off; at this time, the eldest sister's colleague Shi Qingjie just had dinner, came to ask the eldest sister, and then we went to the WufengXi together to swim, the mountain stream in the evening wind, the blue waves... Time is like an arrow, and decades have passed in a flash. The eldest sister was too weak and had already gone to Elysium. Time passes slowly, and I always recall the past of swimming Wufeng Creek with my eldest sister... 2021.12.30.
*About author: Zhang Hongwen, male, born in Jintang, was born in the 1950s. He went to the countryside, served as a soldier, retired from the army and became a worker, and in 1984 he participated in the Qingbaijiang Literature Lecture Institute to study and write so far. Now retired, living in Qingbaijiang, he is a member of the Qingbaijiang Qingbai Poetry Salon, a member of the Qingbaijiang Writers Association, and a member of the Sichuan Prose Literature Society.