Today, it is the fourth day of returning to my hometown, the hotel compound where my brother celebrates his birthday, but there is a fate of acquaintance, the original commune compound, a place that carries too many memories of me, the tall poplar, still standing there quietly, silently explaining the vicissitudes of the ancient years.
In my heart, the People's Commune is an inseparable complex, a deeply engraved nostalgia. It's not just a distant historical term, it's a microcosm of my childhood memories.
Looking back at the 60s of the last century, it was the heyday of the People's Commune, although time flies, but the image of that time has always lingered in my memory.
The People's Commune had a profound impact on my childhood. Life at that time was simple, but full of warmth. Our clothes are recycled, and those in better family conditions can get new clothes, while most people live in patches and patches of old clothes. The food is mainly coarse grains, white flour steamed buns are a luxury, and in winter, cotton clothes and cotton pants have become our only means of resisting the cold, although the mobility is inconvenient, but the heart is full of warm memories.
In terms of education, although the schools in the People's Commune are in poor condition, the teachers are extremely responsible. My desk was a few wooden planks on a mud mound, and the stools were brought from home. There was no electricity at that time, so we went to school with kerosene lamps, and the faint smell of kerosene filled the classroom. Despite the difficult conditions, our enthusiasm for learning has not diminished at all, and after reading every morning, everyone has a little black face on their faces, but they can't hide our thirst for knowledge.
The cold of winter is hard to forget. At that time, cotton clothes were thin, often crowded in the corner of the wall to keep warm, as soon as we entered the house, we shivered from the cold, only the stove fire could bring us a moment of warmth. Despite the hardships of life, the children of the People's Commune have a strong will and a vision for the future.
Although life during the People's Commune period was full of hardships, the people of that era had a simple sense of happiness. At that time, families were harmonious, neighbors helped each other, and the relationship between people was simple and pure. I remember before the Spring Festival, my father went to the market to buy New Year's goods, and even if the weather was bad, he had to wait for the meat to be cheaper. That love of life and anticipation for the future still warms my heart to this day.
In my mind, the People's Commune is not just a historical term, it is a microcosm of my childhood, full of deep nostalgia. I was born in the 60s of the last century, in the heyday of the People's Commune. Although that era is long gone, its shadow is deeply imprinted in my memory.
The influence of the People's Commune on my childhood was all-encompassing. I remember that life at that time was very simple, and the material conditions were not rich. Our clothes are often worn by the big ones and the small ones, and the family conditions are good enough to change into new clothes, and most of the time we live in patches and patches of old clothes. The food is also based on coarse grains, white flour steamed buns are a luxury, and in winter, cotton clothes and cotton pants have become our only means of resisting the cold, often wearing thick clothes, inconvenient mobility, but also full of warm memories.
The cold of winter is hard to forget. At that time, cotton clothes were thin, often crowded in the corner of the wall to keep warm, as soon as we entered the house, we shivered from the cold, only the stove fire could bring us a moment of warmth. Despite the hardships of life, the children of the People's Commune have a strong will and a vision for the future.
Although life during the People's Commune period was full of hardships, the people of that era had a simple sense of happiness. At that time, families were harmonious, neighbors helped each other, and the relationship between people was simple and pure. I remember before the Spring Festival, my father went to the market to buy New Year's goods, and even if the weather was bad, he had to wait for the meat to be cheaper. That love of life and anticipation for the future still warms my heart to this day.
In my heart, the People's Commune was a part of my childhood, and although that time is gone, the memories it left me are eternal. The hardships and beauty of that era have become the precious wealth of my life.
Just like the old-fashioned courtyard house, the black and gray bungalow with more than 50 years of vicissitudes of time, the green tendons suddenly twisted and mottled old poplar tree, still towering in the courtyard, they have witnessed the rise and fall of the people's commune, but also recorded the efforts and dedication of a generation.
The People's Commune is a memory of my childhood and an eternal emotion in my heart. It made me understand the hardships of life and the meaning of happiness. Now, I have returned to my hometown and witnessed the ruins of the People's Commune again, and my heart is full of emotion. This place, which once carried my childhood memories, has now become unrecognizable, but those good memories will remain in my heart forever.
The People's Commune, it's you, it's also my childhood memories. It makes us understand the difficulty of life, and also makes us understand the preciousness of happiness. Let's remember that history, cherish the present life, and work hard for a better future!