Looking back at 'Morning Glory'
Text/Wu Min
When I think of the seventeen years in Haicheng, it was probably the most beautiful and important seventeen years of my life. In those seventeen years, almost all of them were classified by me in the childhood sub-directory in the memory bank, and all the documents were always a brilliant summer, with occasional fragments of other seasons, but the huge number of files full of voices, the bright wings of the long's eye weevil, and the sweat after running was not worth mentioning at all. In those days when there was no wifi, no computers, no mobile phones, and TV was scarce, adults would always get together to tell stories after dinner, especially those who were my favorite to tell stories about ghosts.
In those days, when I was alone, I would sometimes talk to myself and try to tease myself with the voices of the two characters. It's funny to think about it now, how lonely it was at that time, and it was really the melancholy of a teenager.
When we were young, it wasn't that we were bold, we weren't afraid of heaven and earth, and I never realized that I was also a child, with a group of children, and four or five years old, walking through such a difficult road, to such a dangerous place, how many people would worry. When I think about it now, I am afraid, and at that time, what a wonderful journey! The small village that left the fond memories of my childhood, although alienated, is still touchable.
The wind is warm and the sun is a little hot. The creek in front of the compound was almost dry, and I remembered playing in the mud, catching fish, and swimming in the scorching sun like a wild child. Running in the wilderness. I also think of the elementary school I used to attend, in that small courtyard, there are all kinds of flowers, there are cannas, there are evergreen, morning glories and chrysanthemums almost form a flower path, and the yard is scattered with poppies from the field.
In the summer, I moved a stool, read a book in the twilight, surrounded by the cries of various insects and mosquitoes that could not be driven away, and lived a simple and happy life with my grandmother. At that time, I wanted to go to a bigger, better, and more lively place, and now I think that everything in my hometown is so warm and beautiful, and it is my hometown that allows me to preserve the wild and healthy atmosphere when I am most distressed and lonely.
The text is a nostalgia written by the poet Guoyao. The photo was taken by the female writer Li Qing. The intersection of picture and text, 'morning glory', is a knot in my heart...
At the turn of spring and summer eleven years ago, I came to the Judicial Bureau of the Political and Legal Committee Building to take office, and what caught my eye was these morning glories on the wall under the banyan tree... Although the son of the chou Yin was nearly a tooth old, as these wild morning glories withered one year at a time, I actually did not become a 'cow', but grinded from middle age to a retired old age. Flowers can bloom 'several times' in spring, summer, autumn and winter... And people are gradually getting old in the cycle of birth, old age, sickness and death... It has become more and more forgotten and marginalized by the family, unit, and circle of friends... Lao Tzu said: 'Success, fame, retirement, the way of heaven.' But in the past few years, our ambitions have not been rewarded, and it is difficult to become famous... It's just that I'm retired... Withdrew from the family, the unit, the circle... Fortunately, I am still alive on the earth, watching the morning glory once again 'bloom a few in spring', so that on the familiar old wall, inadvertently blooming... From the nostalgia of the poet Guoyao, it awakens my attention, and from Li Qing's photography, it attracts me to appreciate..."Little Grass" or "Little Flower", in fact, it is my hurried line and my wandering background. When I'm empty, it's the morning glory that gives me a little comfort, and when I'm bored, it's the morning glory that accompanies me to talk about Zen...
Morning glory, belonging to the family Morning Glory, is an annual winding herb. The flowers of this plant resemble trumpets, so in some places it is called trumpet flowers. The color of the flowers is blue, crimson, pink, purple, etc., and there are also mixed colors, and the edge of the petals changes more, which is a common ornamental plant. The fruit is ovoid and can be used for medicine. The flowering period is at its peak in summer. The seeds have medicinal properties.
Morning glory is the most common flower in the countryside, no one has ever planted it, it grows wild and wild, and the flowers are very cute, but no one pays too much attention to it. In autumn, everything is depressed, only morning glory blooms in the morning sun, so this flower is also known as Chaoyan. One by one, the shape is like a trumpet, not afraid of the morning light, but like the charge on the battlefield, playing the triumphant song of autumn, for this reason, Chaoyan is also called the trumpet flower.
When the breeze blows, the trumpet flowers tremble on the green leaves, not only becoming an embellishment among the flowers, but also becoming a beautiful scenery in autumn. Ancient China was an agrarian society, and poets throughout the ages were very fond of this kind of elf, which symbolized rural life, and gave it rich roles.
As the son of a farmer, he worked in the city for most of his years, and when he was about to retire, he was suddenly dreamed of by the 'morning glory'... My heart is not here, maybe as a soldier, I should have 'returned to my hometown' without 'dying on the battlefield', and I should return to my roots... Although the past is like a dream, it can be expected!
Zheng Yashui, pen name Wumin, was born in Wuqiao Village, the eastern suburb of Zhangzhou, graduated from Zhangzhou Agricultural Machinery School and the Department of Political Science of Xiamen University, and is a member of the Chinese Prose Literature Association. It has successively published books such as "Autumn Water and White Clouds" and "Western International Politics Research" by Zhangzhou Library, "Deep in White Clouds" published by Writers Publishing House, and "Yuebo Longjiang" published by Haifeng Publishing House. In 2001, he was awarded the first prize of "Excellent Social Science Paper" by the China Association of Eastern European Economy, and was selected into the "Collected Papers on China's Reform and Development" (Beijing Hope Electronic Publishing House); in November 2009, the paper was included in the "n<1 Knowledge Network Space" think tank consultation by Tsinghua University, and the deputy editor-in-chief of "The Complete Works of Chinese Writers and Calligraphers" (Chinese Culture Publishing House).
<兰亭序>In September 2010, the article "Collecting Relics" was selected into the "Collection of Representative Works of Chinese Essayists" (Writers Publishing House) and won the "Chinese Contemporary Prose Award" of the 2010 Chinese Prose Literature Association, in August 2021, the work "Father Who Said Good" won the first prize of the "Meet in Beijing" National Literary and Art Competition, in February 2022, the work "Father Who Said Good" was included in the "Complete Works of Chinese Writers and Calligraphers" and was awarded the "Special Award"; in April 2022, In July 2022, "Ziyunyan No Living and Not Moving" won the "Second Prize" of the 2022 Most Beautiful Chinese Contemporary Poetry and Prose Competition, "Zen Taiwu Fanmu" won the "First Prize" of the 8th National New Year New Essay Competition, in November 2022, "The Air Is Not "Colorless" won the gold medal of the 2nd "Sanya Cup" National Literature Competition, and in March 2023, "Walking in Hougang Ancient Street" won the 10th " Meet in Beijing "National Literary and Art Competition" First Prize, "Special Award" of Chinese Contemporary Literary and Artistic Masterpieces Golden List Collection, and compiled into the "Chinese Contemporary Literary and Artistic Masterpieces Golden List Collection" (2024 volume); "Dream of Mrs. Taiwu" won the first prize of the 2nd China's Most Beautiful Prose Poetry Grand Prix; "One Word Holy Hand Always Sees in the Palm of Your Hand" was selected as a must-read explanation textbook for ancient poems in "High School Chinese"; "A Hundred Flowers in a Dream Are Blooming" won the "First Prize" of the 2024 "Chunguang Cup" Contemporary Ecological Literature Competition; In 2023, he will be hired as a "Senior Writer of China Prose Network" by China Prose Network.