The setting sun indulges in the distant mountain streams, casting a small light on the fertile and vast farmland. This is my hometown, in a remote rural area, a secret corner away from the hustle and bustle of the city. After many years of leaving, the road back to his hometown is still crooked, but his mood is very different from the past. The land in memory is undergoing a change that has not been shrouded by the city, and several jaw-dropping phenomena are just like flowers of the wasteland, competing to bloom in the quiet years.
The first petal: the youth of the leftover girl and the second marriage
The red glow was all over the sky, but it couldn't hide a trace of sadness in the village. I used to think that in this closed environment, older leftover women were a group that was difficult to meet. However, they are like pine trees standing in the wind, sticking to the future despite the vicissitudes of life. Many of them did not take off their labels, and fate seemed to have arranged something for them, making them brave to face the criticism of the village and the strange eyes of others.
In stark contrast to this unexpected challenge to survive, many young girls who are as young as flowers have already entered the palace of second marriage. The childlike face forms a strong contrast with the experience, and the rapid jump of the life script is completed in an instant. From the perspective of individual well-being, this may not be a bad thing, reflecting the increasing tolerance of individual choices in society. However, in a deeper sense, it reveals a realistic helplessness and struggle, oscillating between tradition and modernity.
The second petal: the song of the alternation of cultivated land and sideline business
A hoe down is the firm belief of the fathers, and working on this land is their most simple definition of life. However, now farmland is no longer the be-all of life. Many farmers regard farming as a side hustle, and even become more and more marginalized. They embark on a journey to work outside the home, or seek a new way of doing business in their hometown, such as farming or farming.
This change not only reflects the impact of economic development on rural life, but also reflects the embarrassing position of traditional agriculture in modern society. Shifting the focus of livelihood away from the land is actually the desire and pursuit of a stable life - to find stability in the midst of change and to survive in impetuousness.
The third petal: the peaceful paradise of the five guarantee households
The old wooden houses are lazily outlined by vines, and the generations of the five guarantee households seem to be an eternal landscape here. Ironically, their group of elderly people, who have no children to support them, now seem to be better off than those families with children and daughters. The government's poverty alleviation policies have given them the care they deserve, and the villagers' nostalgia has soothed their souls, and they have found a peaceful haven in these changing times.
The scene is like a sad but not sad folk song, playing a serene melody in the hustle and bustle of the world. It not only exposes the lack of care for the elderly by contemporary children, but also reflects the positive role of the social security system in rural areas, forcing us to reflect on the responsibilities and obligations of vulnerable groups in the process of modernization.
Epilogue: The Watch and the Future of the Flower of the Wasteland
As night falls, the country roads reverberate with frogs and insects. It's all the same, but it's completely different. Every phenomenon in the countryside inadvertently reveals the changes of society, and they are like flowers in the wilderness, unwilling to be lonely to show the world the richness and complexity of rural life.
In the future, the countryside will be a stage where tradition and modernity are intertwined, and a field where individual pursuit and social responsibility coexist. We hope that these flowers of the wasteland can bloom perfectly in the precipitation of the years, and become a beautiful landscape to promote social development and promote the integration of urban and rural areas. And I, as a speck of dust on this land, would like to add my own small strength to the process of change.