In that distant and intimate memory, the summer in North China is not always the background music of air conditioning and electric fans, but an idyllic poem intertwined with sweat and earth. On dog days, the sun is blazing like a fireball, and we, a group of carefree rural kids, have our own summer secrets.
Wheat field carnival in the night wind
At wheat harvest time, the golden waves roll in the fields, and it is the world of adults. They sweated like rain, their sickles flew, and the joy of the children was hidden behind the high stacks of wheat. When night falls, the wheat field becomes our playground, hide and seek, somersaults, under the moonlight, laughter is crisp, is the most beautiful melody of the summer night.
Childhood songs in the river
In the afternoon, when the sun is at its hottest, the river at the edge of the village becomes a summer paradise for boys. Barefoot, plunged headlong into the cool river, the splash is the most direct counterattack to the scorching heat. The girls, on the other hand, have their secret base, a private bath surrounded by a simple curtain, which is simple but full of the shyness and laughter of a girl.
The breeze at the bottom of the fan, the fireworks in the world
Electric fans have quietly entered the homes of ordinary people at that time, but they are still a luxury. An old pu fan has become the treasure of the elders in the family. In the night, under the old locust tree, shaking the fan to enjoy the coolness, chatting about the parents' shortcomings, that leisure, how many air-conditioned rooms can not find the warmth. Occasionally, the fan is turned on, and the humming sound is the most beautiful lullaby of the summer night.
Chasing dramas under the moon, the luxury of childhood
Power outages are an uninvited guest on a summer night, but they also give birth to unique fun. Light a candle, sit in a circle, listen to the old man talk about the ancients, or look up at the starry sky, countless reveries. And when the electricity quietly returned, the children cheered, hurriedly turned on the precious black and white TV, and waited for the fantasy world of "Little Dragon Man", at that moment, happiness was simple and pure.
Cool food, cool into the heart
Sorbet, the sweet messenger of summer, especially the unique sesame sauce flavor, is still a favorite to this day. The sweetness that can be exchanged for a few empty wine bottles is a little secret of childhood economy. Steamed buns and flower rolls, although simple, can fill the stomach, which is the most real satisfaction of that era.
回望岁月,夏去夏又来
In those years, we did not have the protection of modern technology, but we had the closest frolic with nature. Nowadays, the combine harvester roars, and in the golden wheat field, the joy of the harvest is no longer accompanied by heavy sweat. The wind of the summer night is still light, but the story about summer has quietly changed to a new chapter.
In this story, we see the tenacity and optimism of a generation, and also witness the changes of the times. No matter how time passes, those simple and simple summer memories always warm everyone's hearts and remind us that no matter how life changes, the love and yearning for life will never fade.