The most beautiful is the hometown. I am a child in the mountains. Blessed to be, the love and warmth that comes from a loved one.
There were still some people, some things; I couldn't write, didn't dare to think about it. Hot tears poured down. The tears did not dry, and I thought it was organic in danger. As a result, life has dealt me another blow.
My dear ones, there are very few left. The journey of life, while walking, while saying goodbye. More than that, it was too late to say goodbye.
The kiss of death, caught off guard.
*The Street of Memory*
The street in memory, the shop pass. Hubei Province, Huanggang City, Macheng City, Guishan Town.
This street, there is the Electricity Bureau, the Agricultural Bank, the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, the Great Hall, the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, the Post Office, at both ends of the street, one end is a primary school, the other is a junior high school; in the middle of the street, is a high school.
In my mind, my hometown is the best place in the world. This is the holy place in my heart.
I fell from the sky and chose to land on this street. When I stand in the clouds and consider, where will I reincarnate?
Looking at this spring light,
A faint fragrance of flowers fills the mountains
Clouds at your fingertips
Like a dream, like in a fairyland
That's it! Don't let me think about it.
With fire eyes and golden eyes, I saw that there was a pregnant woman waiting to give birth, and I took away the magic and became smaller. I slipped into her stomach in a flash. Since then, I have been her baby. - Maybe so.
I'm in my mom's belly
My mother works at the Guishan Township Supply and Marketing Cooperative. She had changed to a different store, but had been on this street.
My aunt works at the food control office. Walking from the street to the grain control office, it is uphill. As soon as I entered the large iron gate of the grain management office, there was a very old tree.
The grain control office is surrounded by mountains on three sides and has a large open space. The grain tube has four large warehouses, all of which are used for grain. There are also basketball courts, canteens, office buildings.
The location of the grain management office itself is high, and the office building has 5 floors, which was the tallest building in Guishan at that time. My cousin and I liked to go to the top floor of the 5th floor overlooking the street below; look at Guifeng Mountain opposite.
*Grandma's House*
Memories of the village, Grandma's house. The village where Grandma's family lived was called Xiaotianhe. From there, you can also see Mount Guifeng.
Grandma's village
In the remote mountain village where we are located, there is no spring breeze of policy. It was the final of collectivism.
But everyone who works in state-run units such as supply and marketing cooperatives, food bureaus, power supply bureaus, and hospitals has a sense of pride and superiority. The units offer accommodation, but they are also buildings. Benefits are relatively good.
There is a large auditorium on Guishan Street. Once, the supply and marketing agency did not know where to invite the drama class.
I listened to a play for the first time in my life.
Although I couldn't understand anything, I saw the woman inside, wearing a pink-green long-sleeved costume, babbling. What I remembered was that an arch bridge was built, and the woman jumped off the bridge with great enthusiasm; it was so beautiful.
Another time, the supply and marketing agency invited a circus.
A tall and imposing man exhaled a breath and spewed out a long fire! We little kids clapped our hands and laughed.
That night, fireworks were set off overnight.
Once, the supply and marketing cooperatives organized a spring trip to Guifeng Mountain.
The big trucks carrying the goods carry cheerful people, and some people ride their own motorcycles up the mountain; the mountains are full of red and sweet flowers. Orchids can also be picked.
Guifeng Mountain
Real
Clouds and mist
In Guishan, we can go to any mountain and we can pick orchid flowers. In an hour, you can pick a large handful. Then, the flowers are raised in clear water and fragrant.
By the creek
Under the big tree
Orchid flowers, light fragrance
Stretch out
approachable
In spring, the most common orchid flower in the hometown.
In spring, the most common orchid flower in the hometown.
The Great Hall is the cultural center of the entire street. Occasionally you can see some performances.
The highlight of the party is a game of grabbing chairs.
The hostess of the party wore a long dress, and she was beautiful. She introduced herself, saying she was a music teacher in kindergarten. She sang us a song live. "Nanniwan". Her singing voice is melodious and beautiful. I applauded her desperately.
Occasionally, the auditorium also screens films. The whole street went out to see a movie.
A street is not long, and everyone knows it.
As soon as they hit the street, they were all acquaintances. Greet each other warmly and chat.
When I was a child, I saw that many daily necessities were made in Shanghai, and Shanghai must be a very powerful place to make so many things. Toothpaste, toothbrushes, towels, large sheets, blankets, televisions, washing machines, watches, bicycles, ,......
People at that time were very simple.
The pace of life is slow and time passes slowly. In addition to the loud red songs, we also heard these "mesmerizing sounds".
Fei Xiang's "Clouds of the Hometown", Qi Qin's "About Winter", Teresa Teng's "Night Fragrance", Yang Yuying's "Tea Mountain Love Words", "Wind contains love water and laughter".
Summers are long and look like a century.
*Kindergarten*
Kindergarten life I basically forgot.
There was a teacher Bao, with braids; she organized us to go on a spring trip in the back hill of the grain control office. We were very happy. I saw a small bamboo shoot. I pulled it out all at once. Very happy to show off. Teacher Bao was very angry when he saw it and criticized me.
Mountain shoots
*Elementary School*
Now it's time to talk about my elementary school. The elementary school is located by a small river with a field of classrooms on the riverfront. In the middle is the playground, and then there are many steps, there are 3 connected courtyards. I don't know who designed it.
Rural primary schools have no heavy schoolwork burden, no Olympic numbers, and no homework.
I play crazy every day. Looking forward to the winter vacation and summer vacation, but also looking forward to the day of the beginning of the school.
New books will be released at the beginning of the school year. Get a heavy, bookish textbook. Sweet in the heart.
Entertainment at that time:
1) Hopscotch.
2) The older sisters also weave long vines out of leaves.
3) Go to the river to catch small crabs, shrimp, tadpoles.
In the spring, most of the students had a glass bottle on their desks with small tadpoles that had just been caught. Oh, children also have vanity, and now adults show the same house show car, we show tadpoles.
The teacher probably thought that the little tadpoles would be killed by us, so he said, let's hurry up and put the little tadpoles back; these are likely to grow into toads.
We all poured the little tadpole back into the river.
4) Pick tea
In the spring, the school organized us to pick tea and volunteer labor.
We brought our own baskets and were happier than the spring break. Climb the mountain first, and then pick the tea leaves according to the teacher's request.
5) Mulberry picking
We carried the baskets we had brought from home. At the teacher's order, the students carried the basket and rushed forward. Almost all the students ate themselves first, eating their tongues purple and their hands full of purple juice. We laughed and laughed more than anyone else's tongue was the reddest.
The teacher said, you should cherish the mulberries. Can't waste it! When it's over, it's time to assemble at the playground!
6) Go to the troops for a performance
The class teacher, Mr. Bao, organized the school's literary team to perform in the army.
I was also chosen to go in, but unfortunately I was born without dancing cells, hands can move, feet can't move. Wang Jing has learned 4 dances, I will only have one.
We went to the nearby low bridge troops to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the big red flowers I wore on my head fell off twice, and I sneaked to the middle of the stage to pick them up, and they laughed. True.
7) Evening self-study ideas, play candles & baked beans
From the third grade of elementary school, the school asked us to study in the evening. Studying in the evening, there are often power outages. We need to bring our own candles to school. Also, flashlights.
We quickly became obsessed with playing with candles. We collected broken candles and put them in iron boxes—the kind of iron boxes of the Lark. Under the iron box, a lit candle is used to heat and melt the broken candle.
Some students invented baked beans.
There are a number of soybeans in the iron box, secretly roasted with candles, and sometimes a hissing sound is heard, and it is the beans that bounce up. The baked beans tasted good. However, the creative behavior of roasting beans in the evening was eventually banned by the teacher.
8) There was a time when it was popular to play hula hoops, and I thought I was OK.
9) After class, we often go to the high school campus to play.
I saw the square box made of aluminum, which they used to steam rice.
What makes me feel curious is that there is a classroom with human skeletons, skulls. We hid outside the classroom and watched them go to class.
On weekends, my friends often play parallel bars in high school. Hook the parallel bars with your knees and then hang your body in the air. It's called "Upside Down Golden Hook."
I let go of my hands. But I found that I did not tighten it. It feels like it's going to be planted! Fortunately, Hu Dongdong was next to me, and he quickly helped me.
Parallel bars
*Childhood is short and ends early*
Eating commodity grain slowly lost its former glory. Gradually, the people on the street managed to find a way to transfer to the city. There are some newly opened shops on the street.
The relaxed and free life of Yamamura Elementary School came to an end at the end of the first semester of the fourth grade of elementary school.
I went to M City, and The Kameyama people generally say "go to the city", which means to go to M City.
Stupid me, I didn't know it at the time, my good days were over!
In the second elementary school of experiments in M City, the teacher taught a lot of things and rich things, as well as handicraft classes.
The PE teacher was stern. Because of his tall stature, he chose me to be the captain of the girls. I want to learn to shout passwords and take my classmates to do broadcast gymnastics. After I was trained many times by the physical education teacher, I was finally able to take my classmates to do the exercises. In the evening self-study, I will stand in front of the classroom and lead the students to do eye exercises. One-two-three-four, two-two-three-four,......
I was going to participate in an essay contest, imitating the sample essays in the reference books, and I started learning essays.
I also bought an after-school tutorial book for math and tried to do orsay problems. Hard.
I've never had that much fun in a rural elementary school!
In order to make me improve faster, Ms. Mei recommended me to go to the key class.
In that key class, there were very few people. They are all top students in various classes.
I didn't expect that I would endure the public reprimand of a harsh special teacher.
Because I used an eraser, erased the words I had written incorrectly. Accidentally scratched a small hole in the essay paper.
She was furious.
She growled loudly, which class did you come from? What level are you doing? Roll me back, from which class, go back to which class!
All the students were quiet, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.
I sorted out my books and homework paper, and I went back to my class. In my little heart, thinking of using my grades to shame me, I vowed to take the top ten in the city.
...... ......
For me, an era is over.
Childhood ended early.
Reading is the only way out for rural children