Heavy on the blowing matan
The years go by, and the time passes.
Blowing the trouble in the matan, the shadow is difficult to rest forever.
At the age of eight, her mother responded to a command from Lin Biao; "Put the focus of medical work on the countryside" [626 Directive]. So Beijing was split into four major hospitals and sent to the most backward and poorest places in the country without medical conditions. We were assigned with my mother to the remote mountainous areas of Gansu/Linxia/Chuimatan. The people of that era, the central command, the military orders like mountains. No complaints, no escapes. Even if the family is the minister of culture, they must give up their posts to accompany them. Resolutely gave up the superior life of the big city.
Everyone with a sacred mission is preparing for the whole thing to migrate. In this way, the house in Beijing was left to the people of Beijing. Since then, my childhood memories of eight, nine and ten years old have been deeply engraved in the depths of that endless mountain.
And tread on the mountain
Baiguan Mountain is not old, goodbye to the truth.
Thousands of feet deep, waves of old sun marks.
Due to the repeated invitations of his childhood friends, he finally decided to embark on the road of returning to "home". The five tastes in my heart are mixed, and I can't help myself ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ .
Packed my bags and rushed to Lanzhou Airport, the first stop after more than fifty years of absence, and just got off the plane and was picked up by my partner's son (a county magistrate) to the place where we once lived. Looking out the window between the roads, the mountain outside the window awakened my memories of that year— the inscriptions imprinted in the depths of my soul.
Thus, it goes far beyond the level of the story, overshadowed with a mysterious and submissive brilliance that subjects the soul.
Our site has been assigned more than 130 households. Hazy remembers riding a green-skinned train, because the seats are limited, my mother put me on the luggage rack, due to motion sickness, I have been sleeping, do not eat or drink. Occasionally awakened by the surprise and excited shouts of adults. Look at the red clay mountain outside the station, the rock mountain. Red, gray and black are connected, stretching for thousands of miles, steep cliffs, and layers of mountains. When passing through the winding and winding Liupan Mountain, which is far away, it is attracted by the snow-capped mountains, like a white virgin, towering over the clouds, and the majestic and magnificent scene is inspired by uncles and aunts who have never seen it before, shouting, and holding the snow entrance. But they did not think about the difficult challenges they would face in the future.
In a flash, I arrived at the place where I was arranged to live, looking at the surrounding area, which was turned upside down, with modern road facilities and layers of high-rise buildings. There is even a familiar figure of Wanda. Beijing has only been walking for six hours (we walked on the train for two days and two nights, and then traveled by car for eight hours before we reached our place of residence). Developing at the rate of the Big Bang. I can't help but admire the strength of the motherland, and the development process of modernization has extended to the depths of every mountain.
The next morning, he was awakened by the chirping of chickens that he had not heard for decades, and returned to the authenticity of nature. Give your mind a vacation.
After washing up our meals, we got into the waiting car and first came to the place where we used to live. At the edge of a rushing spring, three large, slow slopes are fenced around the compound. It was the local government that gave us a special row of brick and tile houses (the local villagers are all mud houses). The scene in front of me can no longer be seen as it is. I can't help but think of when my brother was only 12 years old, in order to provide for the family's laundry, cooking, pouring the ground he had to go back and forth to the bucket of water countless times a day, and his heart really hurt. The local dialect: "------- with pain and pain (the longer the tone is pulled, the more serious the pain)".
Full of memories
The calendar is vivid, and the wind of the past is learned.
The heart soars with a hundred feelings, like a dream shadow rising.
After settling in and settling in, everyone began to work normally, and although the conditions were harsh and they couldn't even buy a single piece of sugar, they didn't hear any complaints. All I saw was the divine sense of mission and responsibility on the faces of the adults. I often come to the emergency room in the middle of the night to prepare for the battle.
Because my mother can prick needles, she often pulls up her pants legs and walks barefoot through the mire, and she walks for dozens of miles, and it is three more days to come back. I didn't hear anyone crying out for overtime pay. In them, we see the dedication of a generation and the benevolence of healers!
In the mountains, our children have no snacks to eat, only the mother after taking good care of a patient, the simple fellow will send some fruits and grain and oil in gratitude. I secretly took it out and distributed it to the children around me. It was a human fairy fruit for us at that time. When my mother wanted to take it out for my brother to eat, she saw that there was no fruit at the bottom. So I was beaten to the point of "skin and flesh" However, once I hit it, I had a fever, and my mother did not realize it, which seriously hurt my daughter's self-esteem. Even so, it has not been able to resist the occurrence of "theft" one after another. Therefore, the compound got a nickname of "missing string". The next day I was still overjoyed, and it was a sunny day again. My mother, how come you didn't find out how much forbearance and broad-mindedness your daughter had?
It is not easy for people in the compound to return to Beijing to visit relatives, and my mother has to ask people to buy back a pound of chaff fruit from thousands of miles, and she is afraid of being stolen by me to give it to people, so she deliberately locks it in the drawer of the sewing machine. For me, there is nothing difficult in the world, so I used the cone to reach in and pry open the lock, or stole it out and distributed it to all the children (rare snacks), and the satisfaction and joy of the children made me feel extremely happy from it. It was also my childhood that made me realize the philosophy of life of "not reluctant and generous". Although what awaited me was another beating. Mom, you don't see your daughter's spiritual quality of giving alms and atmosphere!
Stealing food and sending it to children is also counted. I also play with boys (I don't like the careful thinking that girls don't play with me without giving her candy, so it is concluded that people can't get used to it), of course, there are other reasons. I can only play with boys. Boys have pure hearts and no small things. That was the beginning of my life's challenges, and they were physically superior to me. I learned to fight with them, climbing over the wall, climbing the tree, walking the cliff, turning over the heel, and training a steel and iron bone. As a result, I was the first to play Go, I was the first to play table tennis, and I was the first to play the 100-meter race. He has cultivated an iron bone, fortitude, chivalry, and indomitable spirit. This is even more angry with the mother, in the extremely feudal gansu small mountain village, men and women do not kiss in the era, this is a big rebellion (their local girls can not go to school). Mother is also a big girl of the descendants of the imperial doctor, how can you tolerate you. And another beating. The whole hospital was nicknamed Crazy. I believe that the Heavenly Dao has reincarnation, and it is precisely the debt that destroys his body, and in the future, my mother's royal convenience falls into my hands.
That is, this "crazy girl" has an economic mindset that her mother and the whole compound have not seen. Using local folks to love brine bottles as "antiques", I learned to "barter" in the initial stages of economic development. Because there was no awareness of currency exchange in the regions of that era. I could exchange a bottle for ten eggs in exchange for a large drawer of copper coins (which are now worth a fortune). My mother didn't give me a penny, so I exchanged eggs to sell, bought my favorite villain book, and became the person with the most villain books in the whole hospital. In exchange for a variety of different flower seeds, spring has arrived, and the colorful flowers have competed for fragrance, which has attracted the stop and appreciation of the whole hospital.
Understanding of mom
Motherhood shines brightly, and compassion turns back.
Benefit others and be kind, and give good and honorable.
Let's talk about my mother, we are deep in the remote mountains, where there are barber shops and tailor shops. She sacrificed all her rest time to cut the hair and make clothes for the people in the hospital (because she had a sewing machine that her grandmother had customized from Hong Kong when she was married. That era was not good, a big piece in the world. People who know gratitude will give us old clothes. She never complains if she doesn't send it. This is the light of Mao Zedong Thought; "Serve the people wholeheartedly".
Because of this, all the chores fell on my brother and I's young shoulders, carrying water, chopping firewood, cooking, cleaning the room, and so on. We have a clear division of labor and each has its own responsibilities. My mother was seriously partial to my brother, and all the delicious things were given to my brother alone. If you have money, you will spend it for your brother. Who makes the family a super school bully. But in the end, it is this "crazy girl" who becomes the "punching bag" that shares the mother's strong physical exhaustion. It is also the only shoulder that truly becomes the mother's life to shield the wind and rain.
The third day of the trip was the place where I remember most from my childhood. Not far from where we live, there is a large sandy beach left by an endless mudslide, and the stones can be compared with a sea of stones the size of a villa. A small, crystal clear spring with small shrimp playing in it. Natural and imposing! Cause children to cheer and jump and turn their heads. It truly burns the innocent moments of our release of nature. None of my travels through Europe, the United States, Australia, Southeast China, and Asia can be compared with the vast and spectacular natural landscapes that nature has left for mankind. It can be described as "the world's first rocky beach"! But the original situation in front of me has disappeared, which is too breathtaking.
Looking around, the forest is where our little sister carries a basket to pick strawberries and mushrooms, and there are strawberry seasons, and there are goji berries that are stained red. It is full of mountains red, green, purple, yellow and green. The eight parties heard the birds. Picking without experiencing that primitive state cannot be understood, and when children in our big cities first walk into the mountains and forests, they immediately pounce on the joy of finding strawberries and mushrooms faintly glowing white, as if they were maddened to find treasure. An incomparable healing. All the pain is left behind. This is the charm of life that nature has given to human beings, and it is the steel and iron bone that I cannot be beaten. Nor do we change the original reason.
There is also a natural primitive scene that no one has experienced and cannot believe. Once my little sister and I found a primeval forest when we were picking mushrooms, and when we entered, we were amazed that the birds flew together, and it was full of mushrooms, as big as straw hats, and there was no gap (because the locals didn't know that mushrooms could be eaten), so I don't know how many years they grew there. We were ecstatic, rushed back to the compound, called all the idle people, etc., brought dozens of large boxes, and cheered in amazement, and in a moment the big boxes were filled, but less than one-tenth of the forest was harvested. It may also be that the harvest let the locals know the value of the mushrooms. Since then, the original ecological landscape of "the world's first mushroom land" has been destroyed. But anyone who has experienced that harvest will be deeply remembered and yearned for eternity!
The land here is very fertile, pristinely grown, and everything is several times larger than we thought. Cabbage can grow to the size of a steering wheel, the roots are strong and strong, neatly arranged, and students can sit on it for class meetings. Once a fellow sent a sack of potatoes, and when I opened it, there were only six of them, which was ten times the size of our eyes. The sunflowers grown in my backyard have the size of a straw hat on the largest head plate. The largest peony flowers in the front yard can bloom to thirty centimeters in size, and there are many more incredible species-------
Return to Beijing heart language
Long homesickness, thousands of miles to find old relatives.
The old looks are renewed. Reading to welcome the spring.
The mountain peak jumped for nine days. High-rise buildings into the clouds.
Stay back and forth and look back at the pleasant sails.
A few days of integration and companionship made me feel the warmth of the three generations of the same family, the happy and harmonious atmosphere, simple and clear, no accident troubles. It is by no means a high-powered, all-encompassing household furniture, showing off a few words, learning a few chemical symbols can penetrate the brilliance of human nature. Exactly; "The old man, and the old man; The young and the young, and the young of man". Heaven is precious and there is the sun, and people are precious and virtuous.
Goodbye Blowing Ma Tan! The heart of this tour has its ups and downs. Left with a nostalgia and reverence for nature. It has taken away the spirit and moral character of a generation of dedication, responsibility, and responsibility. I realized how much the spiritual wealth and material life brought to people by living in the era of rapid modern development are worth cherishing. The ups and downs imprinted in the bones are still proud of the tenacity of the rivers and lakes. Inspired me to continue to open my heart with my iron body, holding the conscience of the healer's benevolence, and driving on the road of unfinished mission and lofty spiritual pursuit. I will not be ashamed of my heart when I want to sit down.
Author: Founder of Duan Zhitang - Zhai Lidong
Graduated from the University of International Business and Economics: Graduate in International Finance
Former old man of Beijing Huayuan Company
In 1990, he went to the sea to start his own business.
President of the 1st Beijing Private Enterprises Association
Institute of Emerging Economy and Industry, Chinese Academy of Management Sciences:
Visiting professor
Won the Gold Award for Outstanding Chinese Medicine Talents
Top 10 Outstanding Female Entrepreneurs in China in 2020
Temporarily chairman of five companies
On 2022-07-04