Grandma's hometown
Most of my childhood was spent at my grandmother's house, and most of my childhood memories stayed in the "Longzhuo Reservoir", which is really a charming place.
Longsui Reservoir is a transliteration of the hometown dialect "long xian", I still do not know its real name, probably because the reservoir is too small, even on the most accurate map, can not find its maiden name, thanks to the memory of the treasure box is infinitely broad, in my memory, this reservoir can really accommodate a sea.
Grandma's house stands on the mountainside, backed by a small hill, the mountainside is very short, so it is not a problem to be located at the foot of the mountain.
There are three roads to the Longshui Reservoir, starting from the back mountain, walking one kilometer east through the road at the top of the mountain; or the front door goes down the slope, which is a wide road, and most of the people who enter the mountain take this road; we children often take the third one, the shortest distance, and the front door goes down the slope, but generally does not fight with adults, but is introduced with a small stream.
A section of the creek near the reservoir
The water discharged from the sluice gate of the Longzhao Reservoir is transformed into a babbling brook through the village through the village and travels northwest until it joins the Ming River. Because of the extremely close distance from the creek, especially in the summer night, the frogs by the stream and in the fields always make it difficult for people to sleep, but now the sound has become rare in memory, and it is much more cute than the car chirping in the city at night.
Follow the creek to the east, through the rice paddies, just turn a large bend, and suddenly see the high dam.
This dam has a story for me. The second week after the old cattle of the family gave birth to calves, I led them both to this reservoir, which is a sacred place for cattle herders, and the water and grass are extremely abundant. After going to the dam, interesting things appeared, the cow was excited to love to jump, this is probably the gene, the old cow often comes, has been accustomed, the calf is not the same, the first time to see the world, encounter this piece of water, it can not stand, three times two down, plus the dam mouth slope steep water depth, a head plunge into the water disappeared, after three or four seconds of tension, the head of the two big eyes only to prop up the water surface again, panicked and jumped back, ran behind the old cow half a life without saying a word, a change in the naughty shape when going out, I guessed that day, the cow will swim, This is probably also a gene, in short, look at the calf that stupid, I laughed for a while.
The rock wall to the right of the dam hides some secrets. The rock wall was about two people high, and the wall was full of holes the size of a fist, but the hole was not deep, about the length of a half-amputated arm. When I was a child, I was extremely short compared to my peers, and my family was worried that I would not grow tall in the future, but as I grew older, they finally eliminated my worries, but I was still short... At that time I could not see the upper part of the rock wall, and I could not find anything in the hole in the lower section, and the brothers said that there were birds living on it, and it was a bird's nest, and they refused to hold me up to see it, so I believed it. Until later, the rock wall was gone, and a small flat-roofed house was built in front of it, which was lived by the water supply depot manager, the house was there, the bird's nest was gone, and I didn't know whether there was a bird's nest, and I suspected that they were just playing with me.
Little nine-nine at home
Our fishing gear was in the attic of my grandmother's house, and the reservoir was activated every holiday or summer vacation.
When to fish is exquisite, anglers often say that after the rain, early morning is a good time, but it is very unworkable to us. At five o'clock in the morning, the big brother called me up, I always slept with my eyes, and the pleasure of fishing was indeed much bigger than the bed, so I did not want to be lazy. Got up, carried the kerosene lamp to the door, I crossed my hands on my chin, sat and watched the big brother fiddle with the bait, next to the chicken coop, saw the light, the chicken also chirped, and then the whole mountain of chickens began to crow like crazy, and we both always felt guilty.
At the beginning of summer, the water is full of moments
Although it is not autumn, the morning fog is often confusing. Along the way through the field road, I could not avoid the interference of unknown weeds, and I did not go to the dragon saliva, but the lower body was already wet. The eldest brother was more wet than me, and I always walked behind him.
The reservoir in the early morning is particularly quiet, near the shore is the foam after the water grass is broken, the center of the reservoir is permeated with a deep, resembling lying jasper, the water vapor covered by the river surface adds a lot of mystery, at this time the mountain cuckoo has not yet opened its voice, so in addition to the floating sunken particles formed by the fish bite hook on the surface of the water fading ripples, the reservoir will no longer move.
At about nine o'clock, when the steam on the river surface dispersed, we began to pack up our fishing gear and rush back, we had to go back to breakfast in time, take over the cattle herding business, although there was little harvest, but we always enjoyed it.
The cold of early spring has not subsided, and although you can't swim, there is also fun worth discovering.
Spring is at its shallowest, and the banks of the reservoir are full of flowers and weeds, and he used to know the names of many of their members, but now he has completely forgotten them. The deepest impression is a kind of herb, the whole plant is generally spread out as big as the palm of the hand, the leaves are quite small, the rice grain is as big, the plant is embellished with small white flowers, the name can not be called, in short, can sell money. The neighbors go to the group every weekend to pick, after picking a sack, only one-fifth of the sun-dried, half of the sun-dried bag is about two dollars, and then wait until the Aberdeen village where the popsicles are bought, everyone can be a decent person.
At the end of the reservoir is a small waterfall, the water is down, long into the pool, the water is deep and fat, the dry water is looking forward to the riverbed gradually appearing, we often explore here, and always climb up. The view was not wide, the overhead was full of dead vines, and the stream was shallow, but we did not explore further, because there was a terrible poison moving here. The poison was half the size of a palm, with a circle of patterns on its body, we called it a tiger spider, but not a Venezuelan tiger spider, according to adults, this spider can bite a cow in one bite, we are afraid of it, see it hanging above our heads, no one dares to come any closer.
Twisted fruit, ripe purple-black, sweet taste
Wild fruits have always been not lacking, the middle of the reservoir is invaded by the shore, the trend forms a slope, to the summer, the slope is full of all kinds of fruits, raspberries, twisted fruit, guava, everything, until everyone dyes their teeth a layer of dark purple, they all swim in the reservoir, gargle, that kind of taste, can not get more.
Later, about two years ago, the reservoir changed owners, began to raise ducks, fish farming has become a side business, other people net small fish home to feed the ducks is no longer allowed, the fish have not waited to be raised, all into the belly of the duck, this is probably the so-called way of business, we have to follow the world.
Before the outbreak of the epidemic this year, my eldest brother and I went along the creek to the Longshui Reservoir early in the morning to plan winter fishing. In winter, the creek is short of water, and it is only one shallow pool after another that connects the general path of the waterway, and it is inevitable to look at it with a lack of vitality.
The artificial grass on the dam has grown luxuriantly, and the bushes are taller than people, and when they come in, they are still covered in dew, except that before they step on the dam, the valley has been filled with a lively sound, "Quack...".
We know that we will never be able to catch a fish again.