I remember that it was the end of the 1970s, the whole country was red, people were barely able to solve the problem of food and clothing, when I was just six or seven years old, living a poor, simple but happy life!
I remember that it was a late summer night with few stars, and I made an appointment with one of the best friends in the village to steal the dates from the only jujube tree on the edge of the village. This was no small matter, but it was an earth-shattering event in the village at that time. All the children in the village are staring, from flowering to now about to mature, especially the boys who are slightly older than us go to the bottom of the jujube tree several times a day, and the eyeballs are slipping and turning, it is almost glowing!
After more than a month of planning and night inspection, the two of us did not act for fear that the sand dates would enter the stomach of others, and we did not wait for anyone, so we would act tonight!
After eating in the evening, pretending to do homework, and rushing to sleep after dark. Time passed by minute by minute, and seeing the time of the appointment, I lied that I had a stomachache and went to the toilet to say hello to my mother and came out. With the fastest speed in life to the vicinity of the jujube tree, the little friend has been waiting at the agreed place, we both observed the surrounding situation for a while, and saw that there was nothing unusual and began to act!
My little friend carried me up the tree first, and he put a sentry at the bottom. In fact, there are many small thorns on the jujube tree, and there are not so many, so I open the prepared school bag and put the dates with leaves. In less than a moment, a school bag was almost filled. Suddenly, I heard a dog barking not far away nearby, not good, someone came over, and the little friend also roared quietly under the tree, hurry down the tree! In the panic, suddenly a pain in the legs, it turned out that a tree thorn cut a big hole in the pants, the legs were rotten, and it seemed that there was blood under the moonlight between the leaves, and it was impossible to manage so much at the moment, so I quickly got off the tree with a hard scalp, and my friends punished the jujube in a secluded area, and hurriedly returned home to hide the jujube in the corner of the yard.
My mother was worried and was about to go out to find me, so I prevaricated twice and quickly went to bed.
The next day when I came back from school, I told my mother that I had accidentally scratched my pants at school, and my mother didn't say much about sewing them up at night.
Forty years have passed, go out in the morning for morning exercise, look at the jujube trees in the park, and feel a lot of emotions!
Life may be like this, yesterday my dream in my heart is to eat the golden jujube of five cents a paper cup, today it is right in front of your eyes, right in your hand, and I am too lazy to reach out and pick it.
However, the nervous, exciting, exciting, heartbeating night of childhood has become an eternal memory in life! The immature dates in that school bag also became the most beautiful taste in memory!
Windproof sand fixing hand in hand
Deep in the plateau, it is rooted
In June, the flowers bloom brightly
As a child, I looked forward to midsummer
- "Plugging in the Song and The Jujube Tree"