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CCTV News (reporter Sun Xiaoyuan video Peng Jun): Chinese have an inseparable feeling for the land since ancient times. The development of the country is condensed in the transformation of the land, and many people's lives are also through it.
In the mountains southwest of Beijing, Yang Shou'an, 75, climbs to a high platform at six o'clock every morning and shouts a few shouts at the distant mountains.
He said it was called "shouting the mountain."
Following the farming law of working at sunrise and returning at sunset, Yang Shou'an diligently and earnestly interacted with this landscape for a lifetime.
"Whether it is wild vegetables or corn beans, they are all grown by the ground, not produced by machines, not with the push of an electric button, and this grain can come out." Only with these lands can you survive, and without land you will be in trouble. ”
"You see such a small piece of land, very cute"
The land that Yang Shou'an is talking about is actually the cultivated land that is not rich here.
Because there are many mountains and few flat land, and the geological structure is dominated by rocks, in the past few hundred years, the local villagers have used baskets to point the soil on the hillside, and then use stones to build a wall on the side, keep the ground flat, and then plant crops on the top.
The cultivated land in the village is mainly terraced, and the largest land is five acres, some of which are only one point, and some of which are not even one point. "You see such a small piece of land, it's very cute." Looking at the small piece of land that was reclaimed, Yang Shouan used the word "cute".
In these not-so-rich lands, Yang Shou'an often "saw the needles" to plant melons, beans, flowers, and crops, and also wrote about spring movements, autumn frosts, mountain moons, and sunsets in the evening of agricultural leisure.
When he found a small snake in the chicken nest at home, he wrote: "The little snake steals the egg, turns when it touches it, and holds it until dusk, how to swallow it?" ”
When he saw the old man go up the mountain to cultivate, he wrote: "The heavens are dawning and the birds are singing, the wild sorcerers are ploughing in the fields, and there is no idleness in their lives, and they have a deep land feeling." ”
"You touch this ear of grain, heavy, hey, there is grain, lovely and amiable; so are the soybeans, and you touch that pod, which is hard, and there is grain, and you feel very happy." You love the world, you love your life, you love the people and things around you, so you want to write it out and express it. ”
The two rows of stone slabs in front of Yang Shou'an's house were carried down from the mountains one by one, and they were full of chalk writing about his observations and perceptions of life.
"You know that in the rural mountains, you used to borrow grain in March and April, and now you don't need it anymore, right?" Even some elderly people have never eaten rice before, and now that they have eaten it, Yuan Longping has solved the problem of eating for our Chinese. He pointed to a stone slab with a poem written to Yuan Longping.
Born in the poor era, Yang Shou'an has a profound feeling for the earth-shaking changes in rural life.
When he was in junior high school, he had not yet seen oranges. At that time, the children in the village heard that the supply and marketing cooperatives had come to the oranges, and Yang Shouan ran to the supply and marketing cooperatives with his friends, discussing along the way, "What does the orange look like, is it like a walnut in the mountain."
Recalling his old life, Yang Shouan always had a lot of feelings.
"Now people no longer have to carry water to carry water, this water is sent to your home." He pointed to the tap at the door.
Another example is, "Women no longer have to push the mill half-night, especially female comrades, who used to have to make shoes and mend clothes under the kerosene lamp at night, but now?" buy! ”
"Can you say that this society is not good?"
Yang Shou'an recorded every bit of joyful changes in his life in his poems, and he called these good days "sweet days".
"From the time of our parents, we respect people with culture."
Although he was a farmer and had cultivated land all his life, Yang Shou'an was always full of deep desire to read. His parents and grandparents were illiterate, and in his lifetime, he paid special attention to reading.
Born in the mountains, it is relatively isolated, but there is still some cultural atmosphere in the village.
When he was a child, Yang Shouan liked to listen to people talk about books, and in the summer evening, under the old locust tree, a group of children sat around, even taking the cool to listen to books, and singing erhuang and playing the flute. If you meet the former Mr. Big and Mr. Two, everyone will bow respectfully.
"From the time of our parents, we respect people who are cultured."
Recalling a former teacher Liu, Yang Shouan swallowed a lot of words to his mouth, and he reached out to wipe his tears.
Later, when he entered the school, Yang Shouan was exposed to more and more knowledge. When I was in elementary school, I read "How Steel is Made", and later I read "Gunshots in the Plains" and "The Storm", etc. The more I read, the more I read, the more I tasted.
After that, he began to read the works of Pushkin and Lermontov, and he was also obsessed with the poems of Li Bai, Su Shi, Xin Shuyi, and Li Qingzhao.
"Especially the poem written by Lu You, I feel really bold. There is also Su Shi, who especially admires him, although he was exiled to Hainan Island, but he is quite determined, difficult, and open-minded about life. ”
Earlier, Yang Shouan had a dream that he wanted to read all the world's famous books, but later found it a little difficult to find books, so he went to the village school for help and borrowed some books to read back.
Later, many mornings, he recited to the mountains and chanted to the river, as if he were a poet at that moment.
At present, Yang Shouan has written more than 700 poems, and there are more than 400 poems in the compilation volume, and he adheres to the ancestral precept of "farming and reading", and is known locally as a "new type of professional farmer".
In his eyes, the land is life, and even the wild vegetables that grow in the crevices of the rocks make him overjoyed. These wild vegetables once helped the people of the mountains survive the years of suffering in the face of natural disasters, and now they have become the favorite mountain flavor of the city's people.
In Yang Shou'an's words, the days are now old and sweet, and some of the old people in the city have returned to farm after retirement. "So this spring breath is not just birds calling, but the farmers in the fields who are working are also calling each other."
He was diligent in ploughing the fields, and he enjoyed it day after day.
After his son joined the work, he brought back a small black speaker, and at dusk, Yang Shouan would always play music in the courtyard of the deep mountains for a while, and the song reverberated melodiously in the valley.
He often listened to "Ten Send the Red Army", and when he played as a child, he would hum this song, and now he liked the version sung by Daolang the most, and the hoarse voice made him feel more "energetic".