Wen | Liu Shanli
If someone asks, where is the Doujin River? Baidu will soon know that the Doujin River is bordered by Shanghai Road in the east, Yinqiao Avenue in the south, Yilingshan Road in the west, and Renmin Road in the north. The village is 0.3km from east to west and 0.45km from north to south, and the geographical location is very superior... These presentations are as formal and rigorous as the official language.
However, if you want to truly understand the humanistic connotations of a place, I think the only way is to approach it and love it. How fortunate I was to come to Doujinhe as a public welfare worker before I retired, and to say to it every Monday to Friday morning: "Hello, Doujinhe."
The Doujin River used to be a village with rivers flowing through it on both the east and west sides. With the rapid development of the social economy, there is not much river now. A glance from the west of the village reveals two bridges for pedestrians to walk. If you choose to take the northwest side of the bridge, then as soon as you go up the bridge, you will see a straight and wide avenue, like a central axis that divides the village neatly. To the north of the road is the most primitive Doujinhe Village, and the houses are mainly bungalows; To the south is the emerging Doujinhe residential area, which is dominated by buildings.
The old and new neighborhoods are like an old man and a young man staring at each other all year round. Duras said that I love your face now, which has gone through vicissitudes, more than the face of your youth. I think it's true to love a person deeply, and it's even more true to love a village. I also prefer old settlements that exude an old history.
In order to get acquainted with the people better and faster, I often ride my bicycle through here. Usually the old people are willing to take a matza at 3 o'clock in the afternoon to sit on the street, a bunch of men, a cluster of women is quite leisurely. The older ones are only willing to be listeners, just slowly shaking the fan in their hands, not impatient, as if the heat is not related to them. The slightly younger old man loves to clip a cigarette, but he is not eager to smoke it, turning around between his fingers, and occasionally someone smokes, and the topic comes out one after another in the smoke ring. In the distance, the laughter of haha reached my ears.
The women chatted but did not idle, while casually picking vegetables while talking about something, from time to time to raise their heads and look around. For example, when he saw me riding over, he immediately stopped talking and looked at me vigilantly. I laughed, a woman's secret, and getting old is no exception. Ever since I indicated that it was the government's public welfare personnel who had been assigned to Doujinhe, as soon as they saw me on the street, they enthusiastically handed me fans and stools. They are not pretentious at all, they are not pretentious, but I would like to be one of them, so that I can talk with them at any time! I thought that soon I would be integrated into the people of Doujinhe, and I would be able to do it.
There are also many cool children on the side of the road. There was a cute little doll sitting in the cart, and I giggled at her for a moment, like an angel, making people forget the heat troubles. The boys are one by one tanned and not slippery, sometimes followed by one or two little girls with pigtails, they chase me everywhere to drill, I always have to be on the lookout, so as not to bump into them... The people of Doujinhe are really comfortable, they live in real happiness.
Doujinhe is a beautiful village surrounded by green trees, and almost every house is planted with a variety of fruit trees and flowers. The green persimmon tree begins to bear fruit, and soon it will be yellow and hanging on the branches; The fig has a curved thumb as big as it is, and these years it is as magical as its name, and the price rises sharply, and the rise is frightening; There are so many jujube trees! The dates are still young blue, and it is estimated that after August 15, the face will be red; The red, yellow, and white moon seasons are the favorite of the common people, and they are simple and simple in front of the doors of people who like them; Those dwarf sunflowers, only they are more and more vivid...
Not only on the side of the avenue, but also in front of the house, if the door is open, you can see from the outside, many homes even the windowsill is full of various flowers in full bloom. My favorite is the plantain planted in front of a family's house. The wide leaves of the plantain are emerald green and beautiful, often appearing in ancient poems, such as "red cherry, green plantain". Unfortunately, it is rare in urban and rural areas. I didn't want to see plantains in the Doujin River, which made me overjoyed, and naturally I often came to see it. The people of Doujinhe are really comfortable, they live in poetic happiness.
To the east of the Doujin River, there is a vegetable garden that people have planted for generations. Since Secretary Feng of the community assigned tasks, I would first go to the vegetable garden to inspect the vegetable garden during working hours to see if there were any littering weeds and debris. This is not only a part of my work, but also a spiritual paradise for my feelings.
In the morning, I walked along the tree-lined path shaded by tall and tall Metasequoia trees, watched the long vines of winter melon climb outside the fence, opened the golden yellow flower umbrella in a spirit, and thought, where will this big guy make his home? I watched the loofah tangle around, climbing all the way to the Metasequoia tree and showing off its slender figure; I saw a corn tree like a lone soldier, sticking its head out of the fence, and the big black beard rolled up as if it had been pulled by someone; Chubby eggplant is born with a purple face, does not like to show off, just blindly hangs upside down and waits for people to take it off; The okra next to it is not good, and now it has already stepped into the ranks of the vegetable nobility, so it is proud to support the fat leaves.
I was especially willing to talk to the people who came to the vegetable garden to grow and pick vegetables, and they taught me a lot of agricultural knowledge. For example, if there is a heavy rain forecast, they will raise the vegetables high so that the vegetables will not be destroyed by the rain; The cabbage grown now is not the cabbage eaten in winter, but the cabbage that can only be eaten after fifty days; In winter, the cabbage can not be planted until there is no rain, the weather is very good, and the cabbage seeds can break through the soil in two days...
A seventy-year-old Uncle Feng looked at the small cabbage he had just planted, clapped the soil on his hand, and proudly said, "You can eat fresh cabbage in a hurry." When I have nothing to do, I love to go to the vegetable garden, often get wet, often sweat, not rough! You see, there is such a vegetable garden left around the Doujin River, and I tried to know the head (satisfied). "I look at the people who are busy in the vegetable garden, and then I look at the eyes that Uncle Feng has been looking at the vegetable garden, and they look at this homeland with the same affection as if they were looking at their own children!"
The people of Doujinhe love their homeland, and they support secretary Feng Zhaobin, the excellent leader of this homeland. Imagine how the people can live and work in such peace and contentment in a dirty and chaotic Doujin River and a poor and backward Doujin River? How can you have such a rich spiritual life?
Although I have only been in Doujinhe for more than a month, I have personally experienced the hardships of grassroots workers. Secretary Feng Zhaobin often led by example, leading the members of the team, Director Li Jianqiang, Xue Shumin, Feng Zhaoxia, Zhao Yan, Zhuang Guiqin, Feng Xiuping, Xue Mei, entering households to solve various difficulties of the masses, cleaning up the chaos of shops along the streets, and working overtime became a common thing. The beautiful homeland of Doujinhe is soaked with their hard work.
Hello, Doujin River! In the rolling wave of beautiful rural construction in the West Coast New Area, you are also one of the beautiful waves. I am also willing to sweat for your beauty and sing this hymn sincerely for your beauty!
Liu Shanli is a native of Qingdao West Coast New Area. I love the landscape in my life and have a long nostalgia for love. His works are occasionally published in newspapers and magazines.
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