Farmers' hearts are always anxious. So I often pin my hopes on Shan Yu in the dark. When the canal dried up and blocked, Shan Yu was like a lifeline, affecting the hearts of countless farmers. Fortunately, God pays farmers. After the unexpected rainy season in the mountains comes late, farmers' frowning brows will often be relieved, and women will happily congratulate each other, just like a small festival. This rain has brought life to the earth, vitality to everything and hope to the people in mountainous areas who love Shan Yu.
Tonight is quiet and peaceful, there is no rain, no wind, only a few faint barks and cicadas. The night sky is so clean that you can even see the stars twinkling. The moon climbed slowly from the mountain, and the weather was much cooler. After the Torch Festival, Xia Yu hit his tail. The leaves of crops fall in the yellow season. The crops in the field have been shaking, which indicates a bumper harvest. Some peasant families have begun to dig potatoes with baskets on their backs. Baskets of potatoes were dug out of the ground, rubbed into baskets and went home sweating, so we had boiled potatoes and fried potatoes in our meals, and shepherds in wild fire also had baked potatoes. . .
The mountain people have worked hard for a year, and the harvest is coming.
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The old house in the park is also coming to its end in the coming autumn, and it will be demolished and a new house will be built. After all the preparations were completed by my parents, I suddenly felt blue. At dinner in the evening, my brother asked my father. Ada told my brother meaningfully that he was only two years old when the old house was built. Since then, the old house has experienced more than 20 years of wind and rain. Lord, our brother is still ignorant and toddler here. The old house has also overshadowed us for many years.
The old house is old after all. The eaves leaked the year before last. Every rainy season, we always need a basin to catch the raindrops falling from the sky. On sunny days, my parents took us to cover the roof tiles with plastic renovation. We turn them out, cover them with ponchos and then cover them with tiles. At that time, Eminem said shyly on the roof that women should not be on the roof. Ada took one look and silently turned over his tiles. Our brothers are busy laying, moving and delivering tiles. . . During the intermission, Ada sat on the roof and smoked two five-ox cigarettes. He said with deep affection, It will take some time to build a solar bath in the Han style at the foot of the mountain. At that time, solar water heaters were still rare in mountainous areas. At that time, men in the mountains needed $2.50 to smoke five cows, $3 to smoke yellow fruit trees, $7 to smoke world famous dramas and 10 to smoke Zhongnanhai. At present, men in the mountains generally smoke 13 US dollars of ziyun smoke, while young people smoke 15 US dollars of Liqun cigarettes, 20 US dollars of Tian Zi cigarettes, 25 US dollars of Rouyun cigarettes and even 50 US dollars of Huazi cigarettes. In addition to the price rise and change of tobacco products, there are more years of vicissitudes, and the years are seamless.
People's houses in the mountains have simple furnishings and simple furniture, and grain, tables and chairs, bedding and fireplaces are piled together. A seemingly spacious house is often a little crowded. When we were young, when there was a power outage in the mountains, our two brothers could find what they wanted in the darkness of the house, which was a place they were familiar with with with their eyes closed.
In the upper left of the room, the ancestral spirit tablet, the Ma Du of the Yi people, hangs. The soul gathers on this little bone spirit and prays for happiness and good luck for our future generations. On holidays, Eminem will offer Zuling a glass of wine to show his respect when his long-married aunts come back to visit relatives. It is a sacred place for us.
When the winter nights are long, the fireplace is the favorite of the mountain people. We are surrounded by the fireplace, cooking, eating and even doing homework at home, busy, living and eating. Eminem mended our childhood youth by the fireplace. Ada is thinking about how to make a living by the fire pit. Our parents are teaching us the truth of life by the fireplace. My aunt told me earnestly by the fireplace that I should listen to my parents, study hard and make progress every day. . . After finishing, Bimo Ap sat on the top of the fireplace chanting, and our family sat around the fireplace, silently watching the light of fireworks shine on Bimo Ap's vicissitudes old face. On New Year's Day, bacon sausage hung above the fire pit, smoky and smoky, and made a delicious food, which tempted me for many years. . .
The old house accompanied our childhood and youth. We two brothers are playing hide-and-seek, playing around the old house and studying in the courtyard dam. In the dark night, we shivered in the bed of the old house. In the mountains in the early morning, we were lazy and procrastinating in the old house. When the children lost their teeth, Ada pulled out our teeth with a rope, and then stood in the yard and threw them on the roof tiles. Then he said loudly that ancestors should know that children are growing new teeth and growing up. . .
We study, spend a holiday weekend, and then go back to our old house. We make a living in other places, think about our loved ones and go back to our old house. We work at sunrise and return at midnight. We harvest crops, in the old house, our books and clothes, in the old house, the souls of our ancestors are in the fireplace, in the old house. The old house in the mountains is home, warm and loving, just like me.
We cry in the old house, laugh in the old house, be educated in the old house and grow up in the old house. . .
But today, the old house will be demolished.
The newly built house will still be on the original basis of the old house. The new house will be brighter, more civilized and cleaner, but there will be no fire pits in the new house.
The days of mountain people, like poems written by Mu Xin, pass slowly, just like slow wheels and slow emails. But after all, it is convenient and convenient. The construction of the new house will be subsidized by the government, which will involve the hard work of our brothers. The construction of the new house will make our life better than the old one. . .
We are looking forward to saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, but the old house has always remained in my heart and my life.
The old house bears a lot of my past, my parents' past and my family's past. The night before the house was demolished, I meditated in the dark and said, for the old house that is about to disappear, for the past experience and life. The old days.
Goodbye, old house.