Oops, this story is really heartwarming to listen to. In the northeast of us, there are many stories like stars in the sky. Today, let's talk about a strange thing by the Songhua River.
It is said that in a small village by the Songhua River, there lives a girl named Cuihua. This girl looks like a water spirit, her skin is as white as snow, and her eyes are as bright as autumn water. But guess what? She just fell in love with the poor beggar in the village, Li Dazhui.
Li Dazhui, this kid, don't look at him dressed in tatters, but his body is very hard, and he always has such an uninhibited smile on his face. His eyes were as bright as stars, as if nothing could be hidden from him. He is a foreigner, and he didn't know why he came to us and became an "alternative" in the village.
Every night, he shrunk under the old locust tree, the sky is a quilt, the ground is a bed, and the days are not to mention how desolate they are. Cuihua, this girl, her decision, is like throwing a stone into the lake, stirring up layers of ripples. There was a lot of discussion in the village, some said that she was fascinated by Li Dazhui's sweet words, and some shook their heads, saying that it was "flowers inserted in cow dung". Some people ran to her door and pointed at her, trying to persuade her not to be so "ridiculous".
But Cuihua, this girl, her heart is as hard as a stone, no matter how others persuade her, she just won't let go. She said to the villagers who came to persuade him: "You only see that he is very poor now, but you don't know the light in his heart." I believe in him that one day he will make me the happiest woman in the world. As soon as these words came out, the people in the village were even more confused, and they all wondered if she had fallen into evil.
However, Cuihua didn't say much, just silently prepared for the wedding. On the day of the wedding, there were no bells and whistles dowry, and there was no lively drum music, so Li Dazhui was dressed in clean clothes, although he looked a little shabby, but the smile on Cuihua's face was as happy as a flower. The two held hands, and slowly walked into the simple but warm hut under the complicated eyes of the villagers. Hey, that's a big surprise. Everyone thought that this marriage was a farce, but as a result, in a blink of an eye, the plot reversed. A few days after the wedding, our small village had a big event. In the summer of that year, the Songhua River was flooded, and the water was so fierce that it flooded the crops and fields, and the houses collapsed, and the whole village seemed to have suffered a catastrophe. The villagers panicked and fled for their lives. At this juncture, Li Dazhui's buddy stepped forward. He got a small boat and shuttled back and forth on the rough river, bringing the trapped villagers to safety one by one. His figure looked particularly powerful in the wind and rain, and his hands, which were laughed at before, have now become life-saving treasures. What's even more unexpected is that after the water receded, Li Dazhui took the lead in rebuilding his home, not only can he carpenter and mason, but also plan the drainage system to prevent further floods in the future. It turns out that this Li Dazhui, don't look at his humble background, the intelligence and courage in his heart are not lacking at all. Cuihua stood on the side, watching her man busy before and after, the pride and relief in her heart. She knew that she hadn't looked away at the beginning, this beggar was actually a heart of gold, and she had the ability to do that.
At this time, the old man in the village, who was the most opposed to this marriage at the beginning, walked up to Cuihua, patted her shoulder, and said with emotion: "Girl, I have lived for so many years, and today is an eye-opener." You really didn't marry the wrong person this time, this Li Dazhui is a real man, we have him in our village, that's a blessing! Since then, the story of Cuihua and Li Dazhui has spread in the village and has become a topic of conversation after dinner. Cuihua has also changed from a brave bride to a heroine in the hearts of the villagers. She proved with practical actions that love is not only about appearance, but also about heart, to see if two people can support each other. Li Dazhui also used his wisdom and courage to win everyone's respect and love, and became a true hero in the village. The days of Cuihua and Li Dazhui are like the water of the Songhua River, although there are occasional twists and turns, but they always flow forward, with hope and warmth. Li Dazhui's reputation in the village is getting louder and louder, and his mysterious veil is gradually being revealed. It turned out that he was not an ordinary begger, but from a family that had been dealing with water for generations. Their family has been studying how to control the water for generations, but a sudden disaster caused the family to plummet, and Li Dazhui also fell here. When the villagers learned about this, their admiration for Li Dazhui was even more like a surging river, endless. They came to the door one after another, asked Li Dazhui for the secret of water control, and learned how to use water resources more scientifically, improve farmland irrigation, and prevent problems before they occur. Li Dazhui was also not stingy, patiently taught everyone, and poured out all the goods in his stomach, and the village was also rejuvenated.
But the good times didn't last long, and just when the village was gradually getting on the right track, a bigger crisis quietly came. That winter, it was so cold that a thick layer of ice had formed on the Songhua River early, and on the surface it seemed to be calm, but in fact there was an undercurrent. The elders of the village say that this is a bad omen and a sign of greater disaster in the coming year. When Cuihua heard this, her heart went up and down, she found Li Da Hammer, and said worriedly: "Da Hammer, this winter is unusually cold, I always feel that something big is going to happen." Li Dazhui frowned, looked at the snow-covered river in the distance, pondered for a while, and then said to Cuihua: "Cuihua, your worries are reasonable. The ice is abnormally thick, and I'll have to go to the river and maybe find something. After speaking, Li Dazhui put on a thick cotton jacket, picked up the ice picket, and set foot on the road to the river. Cuihua looked at his back, worried and proud in her heart, she knew that no matter what difficulties she encountered, this man would stand up and protect her and the village.
Li Dazhui took a closer look at the surface of the river and found that there seemed to be an undercurrent surging under the ice, and the current was particularly rapid. He realized that it might be a ghost under the ice, and if he didn't take action quickly, the whole village could be wiped out if the ice cracked. He immediately returned to the village, gathered all the villagers who could move, told everyone about the situation, and came up with a bold plan - to dig an aqueduct in the weakest part of the river to divert the water from the dark river, reduce the pressure on the ice, and prevent the ice from cracking. This plan sounds quite suspenseful, dangerous and difficult, but the people in our village are stunned and support Li Dazhui with all their brushes. Everyone is like a mirror in their hearts, this matter is related to the life and death of our village. So, in that icy and snowy winter, a big project in a race against time quietly began. Li Dazhui led everyone to work day and night, braving the wind and snow, and chiseling ice inch by inch with an ice hammer. Sweat and snow mixed together, that scene was really moving.
Cuihua is not far behind, although she does not have much strength, but that tenacity and persistence have inspired everyone. After several days and nights of hard fighting, the aqueduct was finally opened. The moment the clear river water gushed out of the mouth of the canal, everyone was happy as if they were celebrating the New Year, as if they had seen the dawn of hope.
But at this moment, the unexpected came. The ice suddenly "clicked", and the crack spread rapidly like a snake, approaching our village. The villagers were so frightened that they retreated. At this critical juncture, Li Dazhui stepped forward, commanded everyone to strengthen the crack with ropes and planks, and jumped into the icy river water to plug the crack with his body. Cuihua watched from the shore, tears in her eyes, shouting Li Dazhui's name loudly, and prayed silently in her heart.
As the minutes ticked by, the hearts of the villagers rose to their throats. That's when a miracle happened. Li Dazhui suddenly poked his head out of the crack, holding a large icicle in his hand, and it was this icicle that temporarily stabilized the crack. Although his voice was small, it exuded a force: "Quick! Let's work hard to fix this icicle! The villagers immediately sprang into action and worked together to secure the icicles firmly on the shore. As the icicles stabilized, the cracks slowly stopped spreading. The villagers were happy and knew that this was the result of everyone's joint efforts.
Afterwards, Li Dazhui was called a "hero" by everyone because of his meritorious service in saving the village. Cuihua admires her husband so much that she is full of love. She knew that her original choice was right, this seemingly ordinary man had extraordinary courage and strength in his heart. In the land of our northeast, the story of Cuihua and Li Dazhui is like the Songhua River, which flows wide and far, and has become a good story in everyone's mouths. What do they tell us: what is true love? It's not just about looking at the face, it's not just looking at the money, it's about being intimate, holding hands, and walking together. Heroes, not those who hang high, but those who are ordinary around us, but who dare to take responsibility.
That time, the ice and snow sealed the ground, and the story of Cuihua and Li Dazhui did not stop because of the disaster, but was like the ice cube, and the sun shone brighter. The more people in the village look at Li Dazhui, the more they admire him, and the emerald tweed, as the hero's daughter-in-law, has become the focus of everyone's envy. But Cuihua understands in her heart that the glory behind this is how many times her husband has brushed shoulders with death, as well as the ups and downs that the two of them have gone through together.
In the blink of an eye, spring has come, and everything has recovered. Li Dazhui was not complacent because of his deeds, but was more low-key and more down-to-earth in the village. He led his people to open up wasteland, build canals, and introduce new crops, so that the village gradually became rich. But the good times didn't last long, and an ominous wind quietly blew into this small village. It was a gang of bandits from outside the mountains, they were rampant, they did all kinds of evil, often came to rob things, and even arrested people. When the villagers heard this, their hearts rose to their throats.
In the face of this sudden threat, Li Dazhui did not hesitate. He knew that as the patron saint of the village, he had to stand up and protect everyone. So, he gathered the strong men in the village and began secret military training. He worked during the day, and at night he went to the forest behind the village to practice martial arts, learn tactics, and prepare for battle.
Although Cuihua can't go directly to the battlefield, she supports Li Dazhui in her own way. During the day, he was busy with housework, taking care of the elderly and children, and at night he secretly prepared food and clothes for the soldiers to ensure that they were in good spirits when they went to battle. Oh my god, that night was really thrilling! The moon was dark and the wind was high, and a group of bandits quietly came to our village. But how do they know that Li Dazhui of our village led a group of villagers, and he had already laid an ambush at the entrance of the village and laid a net. As soon as they stepped into the trap, Li Dazhui roared, and the rain of arrows flew whizzing, and the torches were lit together.
The bandits were panicking, scurrying around like headless flies. But our Li Sledgehammer and the soldiers, that momentum, like a big avalanche in the Northeast, can't be stopped. The guy in his hand waved it, just like chopping melons and vegetables, and the blood flowers splashed like killing pigs during the New Year.
Cuihua's girl stood on the high slope in the distance, her eyes were as wide as copper bells, and her heart followed the movement of the battlefield. She is not only worried about the safety of her own men, but also proud of the gentlemen in our village.
After a night of bloody fighting, the bandits were finally defeated, lost their armor, and fled back to the mountains. Everyone in our village, that is called a joy, just like the New Year, the cheers are earth-shattering.
As soon as the battle ended, Li Dazhui stood on the high platform at the entrance of the village, looking at the joy of everyone, and his heart was also mixed. He knew that this victory was the result of the unity and hard work of the whole village. He turned his head to look at the mountains in the distance, and there was a determination in his eyes. He understood that although the bandits had temporarily retreated, the danger was not over, and for the sake of the peace and prosperity of the village, he had to continue to work hard, and lead everyone to build a stronger defense line and improve his own self-defense skills.
Cuihua stood quietly beside him, looking at him with her gentle and determined eyes. She knows that no matter what ups and downs there are in the future, with Li Dazhui here, she is not afraid of anything.
Time flies, and it's another year in the blink of an eye. Under the leadership of Li Dazhui and Cuihua, our village is becoming more and more prosperous, and the villagers live and work in peace and contentment, and their lives are prosperous. The names of Li Dazhui and Cuihua have also become legends in this land and heroes praised by future generations.
When night falls, the villagers sit around the bonfire and tell the story of Li Dazhui and Cuihua, and their hearts are warm, and they feel that there is a surge of power. Oops, that's a heart-wrenching statement! Let's talk about the admiration of this hero first, it is not an ordinary admiration, it is a respect from the heart. Let's talk about love, who doesn't yearn for that thing? That's something that makes people feel excited. Finally, we have to mention this beautiful life, which is not an ordinary longing, it is an infinite yearning for a better life, just like the winter in the Northeast, although it is cold, but the heart is warm.
Cuihua and Li Dazhui, these two people, they are really a couple. Their humility and simplicity are not pretended, they are in their bones. They understand what true happiness is. It's not about how many tickets you have in your hand, or how many halos you wear on your head. True happiness is to be able to live those seemingly ordinary, but actually special days with your beloved.
Although this story stopped here, the story of Cuihua and Li Dazhui is endless. They still have to continue to write their stories in this black land, so that future generations can remember this legend full of love and courage. This story is like the sauerkraut in our Northeast, the older it is, the more fragrant it is, and the more you chew it, the more flavorful it becomes.