Guo Xiaofan, | Qingwei: Dreaming of returning to the South River

Dream back to the South River

Text/Guo Xiaofan

In my heart, I treasure many beautiful memories of my hometown, the transformation of the old city, my hometown has undergone earth-shaking changes, and I can no longer find the traces of the early years, but when I see the lotus flowers of the water spirit, I can't help but think of the South River in my hometown. In front of our village, there is a small river running east-west, called the South River.

As for why it is called Nanhe, I don't know. The river is about two or three kilometres long and leads to nearby villages. It contains my childhood memories and is the paradise where I grew up with my friends. Every summer, sparkling, the water surface is cool, and there are bursts of lotus flowers, my friends and I play by the river, catch fish and shrimp, catch dragonflies and tease frogs, put lotus leaves on the head as umbrellas, put folded paper boats into the water, compete whose boats drift far away, have fun, often forget the time to go home to eat, until the adults shout loudly on the riverbank. Of course, Xiao Feng's mother was holding a bamboo pole of about one meter in her hand, and while shouting, she drove her and her brother home like ducks. One by one, we happily learned from her mother's appearance and laughed, and a dirt mound flew over, and immediately frightened a cigarette.

The second eldest mother's family lived on the bank of the South River, and she often moved a small maza and sat solemnly under an elm tree, while pulling the bottom of the thousand layers while watching us play. She has a hot and straightforward personality, but it is difficult to see her smiley face. Because she always has a gloomy face, we are all a little afraid, but everyone has long been accustomed to it, and we are happy that ours is pretending not to see. Once, Xiaoli and I, folded a lot of paper boats in the put, I seem to have a unique spirituality in painting since I was a child, very creative painting many little people on the paper boat, the eldest aunt and aunt all praised my spiritual skill, only the second eldest lady looked at me fiercely without squeaking. Every time Xiaoli and I came to put paper boats, she would say fiercely: "Xiao Nizi's family comes to the river every day to go crazy, it is unlucky to put paper boats, and when she grows up, she can't find her wife's house, and she is also beaten by people outside (Heze calls her husband in some places). "Every time we left with a red face. Of course, the mouth muttered back to her, "You were beaten outside!" "But then again, the second lady is indeed a good person." One time it was raining heavily, the river had risen a lot, I walked along the river, almost slid into the river, she grabbed my hand and pulled me ashore, and changed her girlfriend's clothes for me, and sent her home full of food and drink at her house, that time I saw her smile, she smiled so beautifully!

In the summer, the South River makes us linger, the lotus flowers dancing in the middle of the turquoise lotus leaves, the beautiful red dragonflies fly around, the river is sparkling, the beauty is intoxicating, and the lotus sister will read aloud every time she looks at the lotus flowers: "The lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are different red." "I listened to it a lot, and we will do it too, and sometimes I read it, of course, I don't know what it means, it's all parrot learning." She is the most learned among the little friends, so we see that she is all adoring little eyes, especially convincing her.

The five bodies that really make us admire are my third sister, she is a female talent in the village, she studies very hard every day, many boys are not as good as her studies, she is the first person in the village to be admitted to the university. She often sat alone under the willow trees by the South River and read, very fascinated, never playing with anyone, never making a scene, and often stuffing a lump of cotton in her ears. Every afternoon after school, she would sit under a willow tree on a small bench and read until the sun set, the afterglow sprinkled on the river, and the family shouted to go back to eat. Whenever one of us greedy guys was criticized for poor Baba's score, the adults would say, "Look at your three sisters who have never been greedy!" "The whole of us took her as an example to fix us. So as soon as the holidays were over, one by one, they were forced to write homework and endorse books next to the desk. I don't know if it was influenced by the three sisters, or forced out by adults, the girls in our hutongs were admitted to secondary school or university, and they all had formal jobs after graduation, no wonder Aunt Lian shouted to build a house by the South River, saying that the feng shui here is good. It is also strange to say that there are several families living near the South River, and several college students come out.

It has been a beautiful talk for many years. Of course, there are also bad things recorded in the South River, one summer there were two boys in the village swimming in the river, I heard that the water is not good, was swept into the whirlpool and drowned. Since then, we have been watched very closely by our parents, and no one dares to go to the South River to play. The area around the South River became quiet.............. Things have changed, hometowns have changed, the original appearance of the small village has long disappeared, high-rise buildings are lined up, and now what you see is the appearance of a foreign city. The South River has long been flattened, and it is impossible to stand on the river again and enjoy the beautiful scenery! But when I think back to that childhood, I still think of the South River.

Yesterday, I dreamed of my South River again, and in my dream, the endless blue lotus danced in the breeze, like a wave. The lotus flowers emit a burst of fragrance and are carried far away by the wind. Cute red dragonflies hover, stay, chase on the lotus! ......

The most beautiful is the hometown scenery, lingering in the South River. The place where the soul is haunted by dreams, cherished in the sea of the heart, precipitated by years, transformed into poetry, and wandered between words!

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Guo Xiaofan,

Formerly known as Su Xin and Fan Ying, he is a native of Heze City, Shandong Province, and is now a teacher at Nanyuan Primary School in Mudan District, Heze City, a member of the Shandong Essay Association, a member of the Heze City Calligraphers Association, a member of the Peony District Poetry Association, a member of the Peony District Writers Association, and an excellent correspondent of the education system in Mudan District. His works have been published in shandong education, workers' world, Shandong poetry, Qilu literature, modern poetry aesthetics, "writers from the north and south", and micro-journals such as China Poetry Network, Red Sleeve Literature, Spring Wind 100,000 Miles Literature, Ancient and Modern Poetry World, Fengyasong Literature Museum, Taoli Culture Media, and Chinese Literature. Poetic view: Poetic life, beauty begins with operating happiness.

Editor: Ma Xuemin

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