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Horse lamp
It was in 1975, when I was in Liaoxi, the local production brigade allocated a vegetable field to us in the tunzi in order to solve the problem of eating vegetables in our 30s.
There is a small river in the middle of the tunzi, and the tunzi is separated by this small river into two natural tuns in the north and south, and this vegetable field is in the middle of the tunzi, so it is also close to the small river at the junction of the two tunzi, about two acres or so, and the garden is surrounded by a half-human-high stone low wall, which prevents the chickens and piglets from entering the garden With sour date thorns planted on the head of the arch vegetable wall, it looks very safe; the gate of the garden is tied with a tree stick and wire, simple and shoddy, and locked with a thin iron chain. During the day in full view of everyone, there should be no problem, no one will steal, but at night it is difficult to say, because at that time there were many varieties of cabbage, potatoes, cucumbers, beans, persimmons, and eggplant in our yard, and it was the picking season, and the fruit was already very lush, and it was inevitable that it would not be sneaked and stolen by the lazy idlers in the tun - it was necessary to find a way.
With the consent of the director of the Brigade Revolutionary Committee, and after discussing and deciding to choose a person from among our intellectuals to watch the vegetable garden full-time, and discussing and discussing, this task fell to me. Because at that time, I was the food manager of Zhiqingdian, and I thought that I could be regarded as "doing my best" when I chose to look at the vegetable garden. So from the day of the decision, I began to move in.
Since he was a full-time guard, there was nothing to do during the day, except for the odd jobs of pulling grass and watering and tying beans racks and so on. The key is the night of the night, you can't always open the air. So I took nine wooden poles from the production team and borrowed a large piece of cloth, and set up a triangular tent similar to the Indians on the side of the well in the garden, with only one bed with two springboards, a mosquito net on the bed, (there were too many mosquitoes at night) to put my luggage, and a small nest to watch the yard was basically completed.
Looking at the garden is a lonely job, most of the time during the day and dark days are alone, during the day is OK, grinding and rubbing to do some work will be mixed up, but at night to guard this dark green vegetable garden is not even a light, the flashlight in my hand is afraid of costing electricity and I am reluctant to use it, I can't do anything but lie in the tent and count the stars, and I am a little lonely after a few days. Since there were no poles in the yard, the idea of pulling the lights soon came to naught. If I had no choice, I would have to think of something else.
One day I went to the production team in the backstreet to buy tofu for Zhiqingdian, and accidentally saw the horse lamp on the beam of the livestock shed of the squad headquarters, which immediately aroused my interest, that thing first did not use electricity, a little kerosene could be lit, and the glass cover of the horse lamp was not afraid of the wind, hanging in my shack was just right. Having made up his mind, he used the food money (twelve yuan) of Zhiqingdian to go to the supply and marketing agency to buy a horse lamp.
After buying it back, I naturally loved it, and the production team asked for some kerosene to come in handy, and that night, I lay in the shack, looking at the shiny horse lamp hanging on the beam, not to mention how proud I was. Don't look at this circle of slightly dim lights, although it is a little hazy, but with it at night there is vitality in my shack, there is content. From then on, every night I took two books and read them under the lamp, and when I saw the rise, I wrote down my feelings through the light. I once wrote in my memories of zhiqing: In the summer when I was looking at the vegetable garden, I did not dare to say anything else, and I read a lot of novel books. In addition to Chinese and foreign masterpieces, there were also "The Vengeance of Kidu Mountain", "Wangxiang", and "Proof of Wildness" that were difficult to borrow at that time. In addition, I also took the missing "Seven Heroes and Five Righteousnesses", "Shi Gong Case", and "Twelve Money Darts" that were translated from the homes of ordinary people.
When I was idle, I insisted on writing the "Vegetable Garden Diary" every day. Unfortunately, in the next few years, it was somehow lost and never found again. I still distinctly remember writing this short passage: ... On an early autumn night, bored, I sat by the small river outside the garden wall, my feet soaked in the water, my head resting on the roots of the old willow trees quietly looking at the night sky. Everything was so silent, and the stars in the sky shone like pearls on black flannel. Occasionally, a fleeting meteor crossed over, which touched my emotions. It is often said that there is a star in the sky and a man on the earth. In this vast galaxy, which star is mine? ......
Unconsciously, the days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was time to cut vegetables. After the cabbage was in the cellar, my mission of protecting the garden was completed, so I quickly packed up and prepared to fight the horse back to the mountain. When I was demolishing the shed, I looked at the empty vegetable garden and couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Overall, the whole summer of watching the vegetable garden was the happiest, most leisurely and most memorable summer I've had since I joined the queue. Zhiqingdian harvested autumn vegetables, but I harvested a stage of thinking about life. Goodbye, my cabbage potatoes! Goodbye, my dear vegetable garden!
Having achieved so much merit, I removed the horse lamp that accompanied me for a summer and autumn, polished it with a rag dipped in washing powder, replaced it with a new wick, and carefully stored it in my box as a souvenir of the youth generation I knew. Until the work returned to the city, this horse lamp has been following me, I have not been willing to give up after changing a few houses, and today it has accidentally reappeared, I am so happy and emotional. Ah, my long-lost horse lantern.......
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