Ride your bike to Xiangyun
Author, Reader: Li Xue
Li Xue, chairman of the Xiangyun County Federation of Literature and Literature and a member of the Yunnan Writers Association, has published many articles in literary newspapers and magazines inside and outside the province, published personal essay collections "Strange Flowers" and "Home in Xiangyun", and loves to recite.
Xiangyun is the name of our county, and the place I am going to is our county seat. Xiangyun City, for children living in the countryside, is a beautiful dream, because the county has wide streets, lively markets, delicious snacks, and gorgeous clothes. At that time, there was a shortage of materials, and children needed to use tenacity to survive a long ordeal in order to eat a fruit candy.
Although my hometown Of yunnan yi is next to the 320 national highway, the traffic is relatively convenient, but because of the small number of vehicles and slow speed, it is still quite difficult to take a car to the county seat. I remember that at the door of the Yunnan Yiguo Canteen next to the 320 National Highway, there were often many people from the next village who went to ask the driver who ate there: "Teacher, take me to Xiangyun for a trip?" "The conditions in our house are slightly better, because there is an aunt who gets along very well and works in the state-run canteen, so we just need to find the aunt and ask her to help find out which master who is eating can take it along the way, and we can take the car." However, I often get motion sickness because the road is bumpy, so I don't like to ride in the car. I like to go to the county with my dad because dad rides a bike.
When I was very young, my father had the most luxurious bicycle in the time limit, the permanent brand heavy bicycle, which my father asked the chief stationed in the Yunnan Yi regiment to find a way to buy. Because I am the smallest in the family, when I go out, I always sit on the special small seat in front of the bicycle girder, both the pride of the ride, and the scenery can be watched freely, so the happiness is beyond words!
Xiangyun County is about twenty kilometers away from my home, for the strong father this distance is not a problem, he is often in front of me or my sister, behind with a young and beautiful mother, the family has said that there is a smile and happy to move forward, generally in the morning to leave and come back in the afternoon. What I remember most is in Bluestone Bay in Banqiao, where there is always a kind of wildflower similar to morning glory on the hillside, but the flowering period is not as short as the morning glory, the flowers are tougher, and the pink trumpet flower is cute, like a pink trumpet. Every time I came home and rode there, my dad would stop and pick one for me and my sister (oh, it didn't seem to say "a bouquet of flowers"). Two smiling little girls each holding a handful of pink wildflowers in their hands, very happy, and their father talked and laughed, passing by the eternally clear pond of Gaoguanpu Village, turning over the steepest "canteen slope", and immediately returning to the warm home!
Riding to the county with dad is a good wish for us, but dad is very busy and there are always things to do, so we cherish every cycling experience. Sometimes you may forget what you did in the county seat, but you have a deep memory of what you experienced along the way. I remember one time, for some reason, only I went to the county town with my father, and I was still sitting in the small seat in front of the girder of the bicycle. The dozing of small children always came suddenly, without warning, and I sat in front of me and unconsciously dozed off. Suddenly, a sharp pain came from the left forefoot, and I was immediately awakened and shouted, "Ouch! "Dad braked hard and stopped, I whimpered and cried, Dad didn't know what was happening, hurry up and help me check it out. It turned out that I was dozing off unconsciously and put my left foot into the rut of the front wheel, and as soon as the wheel turned, the foot was not in the wheel, and it hurt. Dad hurried to check for any broken bones, but the child's feet were very soft, and he couldn't see anything, so he had to continue to walk forward. When I got home and checked carefully, fortunately I was wearing the cloth shoes that my mother made for me, and the uppers were quite thick, so they didn't hurt my feet, and everyone felt very lucky. Of course, the deepest lesson for me is that you can't doze off when you're on a bike.
After middle school, students often rode to the county town together. I was timid, and I didn't go much, but I couldn't stand everyone's persuasion and still took risks again and again. I remember that one year when I went to Jiuding Mountain for a spring trip, all the students rode bicycles, and I had to ride hard. It is about thirty kilometers from the school to Jiuding Mountain, and it must pass through the county seat, so I tried my best to keep up with everyone's speed, and when I reached the foot of the mountain, I stored my bicycle and continued to walk up the mountain. I hardly remember what scenery I played, but I felt extremely tired, went down the mountain back to the county seat, most of the students continued to ride home, and had to walk more than twenty kilometers, I could not walk, and several other students who did not want to go anymore discussed, decided to live in the county town guest house. It was the first time I had spent the night at a guest house in the county seat, and it was so hard that I fell asleep. At dawn, as I woke up from my sleep, I heard faint music coming from outside the window, opened the window, and saw a county town that had just awakened - under the rising sun, the cleaning workers were cleaning the streets, a group of heroic grandmothers were dancing to the beat of the music, and a modern breath came to the air. At that moment, I fell deeply in love with this small city- Xiangyun City, and I decided that when I became successful in my studies, the place where I would live would be this small city facing the rising sun.
I finally achieved my dream. After graduating from college, I worked in a unit south of the county seat. I often ride my bike three or four kilometers round trip between the county seat and the unit. Throughout the year, I experienced spring wind, summer rain, autumn frost, winter snow, and enjoyed the beauty of a large area of sunflower blooming in the fields near Qinghuadong, and also suffered from sudden rainstorms. Sometimes I ride back to my hometown of Yunnan Yi with my colleagues, and we set out for the county town together, Xiangyun City - the direction I yearn for, and the life of the county town is still the most perfect dream in my heart.
Today, I live on the highest hillside west of Xiangyun County, and I can enjoy the beauty of the county town every morning and evening. The dream in my heart is changing dramatically, it is becoming more and more fashionable, more and more wide. In the morning, I saw the morning sun rising from the top of the bell and drum tower, and the light shone on the streets and alleys of the entire county, and every roof reflected a warm light; at night, I overlooked the bright lights shooting out from the high-rise buildings, and the brilliant neon covered the county town with a mysterious and enchanting tulle. Walking in the neighborhood where I live, the air is wafting with the fragrance of honey flowers, the children are playing happily in the shade, and the innocent laughter flies in the sky under the auspicious clouds. My parents leisurely bought vegetables, cooked, and exercised in the community every day, and my father would use the computer to write his favorite articles, constantly submitting articles to the outside world and retracting newspapers and magazines from all over the world.
Remembering the time when I rode my bicycle to the county town, everything was still in front of me, I seemed to be the chubby little girl with the horns and braids, in fact, the years passed, I had grown up a long time ago, and my children were playing football on the green grass with great interest, and the laughter was loud. And the Xiangyun City I love has changed even more quietly, becoming more and more beautiful, more and more affluent, more and more attached. Few people cycle back and forth between their hometown and the county town anymore, and the convenient highways and the extensive transportation vehicles in the county have long changed people's lifestyles. However, those years of cycling are full of the sweetness and sourness of growing up bit by bit, and the memories are still full of infinite love.
Xiangyun "Law Lecture Hall", No. 6
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