The Chinese people ate the rice rice
Text/Wu Min
'The sunset is infinitely good, but it's just near dusk' Zhu Dongliang's photographic works: "Rice in the Flower Field of Yuanshan"
At the foot of the fairy mountain in the southwest of Zhangzhou, there are 5,000 acres of gossip mandarins, 7,000 acres of Yichun daffodils and 18,000 acres of lychee seas. What I will never forget is this round mountain, more than a dozen natural villages in eight administrative villages at the eastern foothills, such as Caiban, Wumuyuan, Yangping, Xiaoguokeng, Tianzhong, Xiaomei, Xia'an, Xintang, and Linxia... Lychee Sea and Baihua Village are good places for party and state leaders to inspect... And I stayed here overnight, but there were countless nights, especially in the daffodil field in summer and autumn, Yuan Longping wrote "The rice is ripe, mother", the rice-fragrant thousand heavy ears of grain, bowing deep to the ground full... The plump front of the young woman of the village girl represents a kind of harvest and is pregnant with hope. Zhu Dongliang, the old leader, captured this teleportation, which made my nostalgia come flooding up, and I can't forget it!
As a member of the human race, born in Wuqiao, a peasant area, when I was a child, I knew that there were roosters and hens, and later I knew that there was a kind of steer that was neither male nor female, and the rooster that castrated the testicles became a steer, as the saying goes: "The steer drags the clogs, and there is a drag to eat!" Yu people need to learn from the chicken, go out to drag and grind and work hard and can not have the desire to find the opposite sex, in order to live. The steer without sexual desire is not necessarily unhappy, its music root is broken, and its appetite grows fat and becomes a human broiler. I don't go to Jiuhu to work and manage family planning, I don't know that the best fertility period for human beings is 23~27 years old, and now the people in the city are against the sky, saying, 'It's too early to fall in love at the age of 27?' In addition to men and women, there is also a kind of Chinese who is neither male nor female, in the old days, the female was called the stone woman, and the male form was called a soft monkey (a person without male sexual characteristics), I have had contact and talk with these two kinds of Chinese people, one of them said, look at the male is not social, look at the female is not interested... It's inconvenient to go out to the toilet!
Another said, 'What's the solution, it's natural!' Just like our daffodil field in Jiuhu, the rice planted is not early rice, nor is it late rice, it is called middle rice... If you have food to eat, it is good rice. 'Don't come to Zhangzhou Yuanshan foot a few times, as a farmer's child, I don't know Zhongdao, I am really ignorant, just like all men and women, I don't know that there are 'three kinds of people' called Zhongren, ashamed and ashamed!
In the autumn of 1983, when I went to work in the Zini Commune, and when Comrade Chen Qingyu, a member of the Propaganda Committee of the Commune Party Committee and my introducer to the party, held a radio meeting to preach that 'reform and opening up is good,' Si Tian must recall the bitterness, and said that the social difficulties in the three difficult years in the early 60s had arrived: 'Men are aspermious, women are amenorrhusible, and children are hungry to the point of being big' It is not good to continue to take the class struggle as the key link, and not to take economic construction as the center, people were really hungry in those years, and they were so hungry that neither men nor women knew their temperament, but only belonged to the 'Chinese people'!
Now well, I have gradually changed from a man to a Chinese person, retired from work, and the temperament is one, I remember last year's high school club, in the early years, I didn't even dare to hold hands, and I was embarrassed to say that 5 beautiful women were in their first love, and they sat at my table and laughed, they were also in their sixties and had already broken their menstruation, and they may also think that I was not fine, they were all gelding-style Chinese, dead ducks flirted with hard mouths... A fat and soft classmate scolded another delicate female classmate next to him: 'What's the matter, I have been infatuated with Ah Shui for more than 5 minutes...', and the female classmate sneered at each other: 'Your two meat buns are pasted with Brother Shui, and you can't smile when you leave the distance...'Hehe, I arranged Zini back then, and you arranged the city, and wrote love letters one after another, but no one responded to me, a township cadre... Now, almost unresponsive, so close to the embrace... Really, kill people, although I still have dreams, it's just a fantasy of a Chinese person!
Enclosure:
"Mom, the rice is ripe"
Author: Yuan Longping
The rice is ripe, Mom, I've come to see you.
I originally wanted to talk to you quietly, but the villagers in Anjiang are so enthusiastic, it's so hot, they have been with you, thank them.
Mom, you are in Anjiang and I am in Changsha, far away. I always think about you in my dreams, thinking about the place of Anjiang.
It's unpredictable, you, a lady who is used to the bustling city, will stay in such a remote mountain village forever. Do you remember? In 1957, when I was assigned here from the university in Chongqing, you accompanied me, with your face against the map, and your fingers along the dense thin lines, and searched for a long time before I found such a small dot on the map. At that time, you sighed and said, "Son, you have to endure hardships there...... and I said, "I am young, and I still have a violin." "What I didn't expect was that for me, in order to help me take care of the child, you were dragged to Anjiang. In the end, it is you who are tired and suffering, mother! Where are you accustomed to walking on the ridges of the countryside! I always remember that every time you have to hold your hand with your little grandchildren, you dare to walk on the field path in front of and behind the house.
Anjiang is everything to me, but I forgot, for you who have lived in a big city all your life, at the age of 70, everything has to be adjusted again. I never asked you what difficulties you had, I always thought that there would be time, there would be time, and I would be able to accompany you when I was free...... Unexpectedly, until you left, I was still busy in Changsha for a meeting. That day happened to be the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the country's counterparts came, and it was not easy to engage in hybrid rice, and I was the convener, so I had to accompany everyone to spend this festival, but my son will always owe your mother...... Actually, I know that that time was your last moment. I'm always hoping that Mom, you'll be able to make it two more days. Who knows, even if I rushed to Anjiang before dawn, I still couldn't see your mother for the last time.
It's too late, it's too late, and I really regret it. Mom, you must have waited for me for a long time, and you must have had a lot to say to your son, and you must have a lot to explain to your son. But why am I so confused! After so many years, why can't I just go to the field one less time, do one less experiment, and go on one less business trip, and sit down quietly to accompany you. Even if...... Even once.
Mom, whenever my research has achieved results, whenever I talk and laugh on the international forum, whenever I receive one trophy after another, I always say to people that the person who has had the most profound influence on me in this life is you, Mom! I can't imagine that without your English enlightenment, how could I read the world's most advanced scientific literature and search for the genetics masters Mendel and Morgan with a vision beyond that era? It is unimaginable that in those years of exile, from Beiping to Hankou, from Taoyuan to Chongqing, without your perseverance and encouragement, how could I have obtained a systematic modern education and the courage to fly freely in the great rivers? I can't imagine that without you telling me about Nietzsche and this great philosopher with high vitality and willpower in front of the cradle, how could I have firmly believed in thousands of failures that there must be a seed that can make millions of people say goodbye to hunger? They say, I changed the world with a seed. I know that this seed was planted by you, Mom, when I was a child!
The rice is ripe, Mom, can you smell it? Is Anjiang good? Is there still a familiar smile on the ridges there? After 21 years, I can vaguely see that the little grandson is holding your hand and walking through the back of the rice waves; I also want to tell you that my mother, who has never cultivated in her life, has the rice mangs across her palms, the straw is piled up on the field, the millet is peeled in the sun, and the paddy fields are glowing with orange and yellow smell under the western sun. These are all things that my son wants to tell you, and I can't stop talking......
Mom, the rice is ripe, I miss you!
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, a member of the Chinese Prose Literature Association, and vice president of the Chinese Literature and Art 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;
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