Snow can not wait, as early as beginning of winter on the Sabian northern Shandong plain. To be snow in the solar term is somewhat warm. Setting sun to melt the snow has between transpiration in the world, presenting a blurred look. Zhoucun I'm back from a too Xiaoqing River, that Old City's commercial atmosphere quickly converted to the same rural flavor. Aimless glance the open field, suddenly eyes light up, the old willow tree vicissitudes into perspective, not help heart Yi Chan.
leaves are off the net, brown and yellow twigs remained stubbornly out done up; encircle the trunk rough, independent, chap's Dai-green bark, still seems to ignore the people's view, the term That and full of calloused hands of stroke and measured. This is the northern willow, also known as Salix, have to charge a very full heart, stands quietly in the wheat field ditches and edges to remove after the real flashy, in the misty mist, it lightly watched the world rush .
old willow, old willow Who? Oh, my old willow!
old willow tree here and now, as I sense the old sinking deep willow. Feel natural and even cooked once tired of ordinary life, she seems suddenly to be preventing the lost one. Rooted in the old willow tree heart for many years lived.
1970 winter, especially if cold. Qing Zi River Road to the village of West Road, frozen earth cracked, Village North wind blowing the sand frozen into the ice mud, the wind not only cut like a knife's face, more like a brush to brush the earth, too bright. Nanshan image is not clear if the Kuixinglou Building may be in sight of Qingcheng. This winter was my grandmother calling for the 94's great-grandmother died. Adults will see the same cry as a child, do not rub the long nose, which in the eyes of a four year old child does not fear, but rather puzzling, and even funny. Death on the go die, like the old willow branches on the dry, winds on the drop, and natural. Later, someone asked me, Where the old lady? My unequivocal answer was: to the North Slope to go I see the old willow.
old willow is a proud, often people in the big mouth, no one heard that kind of year in which only is ancestral. Later, although the participating mutual aid, also advanced into the elementary social, but the tree still own. Stout old willow tall, really should be cherished and proud. I remember many times great-grandmother took me to read. For such precious things, to the old woman looked at, I worry. Because the grandmother was assured I. She died when the grasp my hand, looked at me and stressing each syllable to say: you people do is our house. It made me understand, because many people at home, a bunch of parents and sisters do. Having grandmother died, buried in the village, the old willow tree beside the North.
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quietly gentle south wind blowing south to Forest Park, home field of the reflected Liushulin there. Frozen branches start soft, then protruding axillary swelling, it seems inadvertently, used to see the world in black and white eyes, there will be a kind of yellow, jiaohuang, and the light, and tender, here a little, there a little, like hide and seek the child's eyes, Hushanhushan, giving bursts of surprises. Soon, little Huang Liancheng film, green there, catkins fly, black and the swallows flying around the meantime, the adults said that spring is coming. A great-grandmother's day, especially in the spring to play whim, very happy.
impressed me most was doing willow whistle. New shoots sprout, grandmother not to discount that can not make posts to. Do post is the germination of aged old branches off from the dense parts of the next stage, gently twist pine bark, to peel roots twist on the two laps, with teeth clenched to take advantage of a line and, soon as, the long white willow son went out and the skin with scissors to cut into a wicker paragraph, length, thickness of various willow whistle has become. A blow to the various posts, or sharp or fine, or shortness of breath or a melodious voice wanders in the woods. It should also be sounds of nature, right? And with a variety of birds as simply nature's symphony.
everything is fresh, natural questions constantly. Q. Why is a long shoot out? Great grandmother said Liu Shusheng's. Q. Where Daliushu born? Grandmother is old Liu Shusheng northern slope of the tree. Who asked the old willow born? Granny said to students. To how could a husband? Grandmother spade is born from the ground,UGGs, people also. I ask me too? Grandmother said yes, yes to the northern slope of the sand pile Pa. Yellow sand was brought by those who say it is the mother river. I came to understand, and also understand why his navel mud. Said students who who hurt, who takes care of who is pro. I am a grandmother raising
, the grandmother would care for me. Can think of that time as long as the requirements grandma can agree. Once, suddenly want to eat barbecue in the wheat, and gratuitous was pleasant for good. Grandmother have a way of bending the backs straight,UGG boots clearanc, while the public sector do not pay attention when people look at wheat fields to pluck the ears of corn, hiding in the arms of the safest. Fragrant mouthful to eat through dark, a taste that is so, and do not know grandma's chest to-head strike a raw so. Neighbor's harvest and the Red Army did not know why the bully me, see me cry, grandmother cast of their feet, went to the skies in their house shouted: you have to battle many people bully people, I will jump you to the pot! To ignorance, children and grandchildren to know the elderly through fire and water will resign.
not only innocent childhood is innocent teenagers, no matter what heinous crimes committed, not the old lady of the village still allowed to exist. At that time the village ah really be inclusive of all things. All this is like a seed buried deep fertile soil of the soul, one day out on the growth of a lush years, people think country is so friendly, it is also exceptionally fragrant soil, which is one of the pure and total recall motivation, right? Some students in the city, some students in rural areas, are clean and impartial source. Even in the twenty-first century, the village, but also, or monotonous, or barren, but gave birth to us, trying to protect us, we trust her, the courage to give myself up to her confidence.
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great-grandmother could not have imagined, three years after her death, her foundation founded by hand - the old Zhaizi will be turned down. Because the Village Planning, the father called to say the old Zhaizi was planned, the village subsidies 2000 yuan. In chopping down the door of Sophora japonica old Zhaizi day, my grandmother fell ill, the second year was great-grandmother had to call. Demolition of existing home confinement, a hidden shrine in Taichung 50 years to mu account brought to light. Account established in the Republic of China 30 a year, his father was born in the year before. Mulberry Paper yellowed sheets record the ancestors of the enterprises. My father said, great-grandmother is notoriously strict budgeting. Look at books, the biggest achievement is that the old Zhaizi, placed in the first month the Republic of China 16 28, price 2500 hanging. Only separated in January, then spend money 300 suspended, the repurchase market in Zhaizi south garden, a large mu-eighth of four per cent account. In addition to the name of a Zhang Guangxu ancestors were five years (1879) of the lease, the other half are grandparents between the repairing of the Republic of China. Then a few minutes to a few minutes on the ground, or paddy field or dry land, or land site or mulberry, swallow the general pecking mud that accumulated little property available for the industry.
days, sometimes for that. Painstakingly built-grandparents, guarding the money for real estate, heaven only gave them a mute daughter. Eldest grandson of incense to a continuation of a successor from the younger brother had a son over there, is my grandfather. But Grandpa has sacrificed in war, when his father three years old. In another three years, great-grandfather died. , The great-grandmother and grandmother both the hardy woman,UGG boots clearanc, accompanied her father grew up. Great-grandmother died, my two brothers not born, no wonder she took my hand and said, dying like that any more. Years after the death of her great-grandmother, mother, I am prepared to advocate for the new houses built in the great-grandmother on the home's market garden. Great-grandmother's old guard willow, destroyed, the hope that the melt into the new house. Trunk were replaced by stone Wuji, forest land have become useful in the large willow, made beams and purlins. Later, the house became my new home, his son was born here.
As for the grandparents how much hard, do not live in the countryside who have personally experienced is unimaginable, which I had personal experience. The reform of rural land, the lack of manpower at home, I became the entire labor, prison-like experience of practicing torture. The most memorable is the wheat harvest. Head in the sun, squatting Meteors in the Earth, take a small sickle mechanically cut ah cut, cut at the sight of the edge of the wheat. If puffed in tone, not the chilly breeze, but scattered flaming throat pepper. Khan, just like a wriggling worm, drilled out from all parts of the body, straining to arch, squeeze, converged into round after round stream, and then dried by hot air, into roads Salt Road, as to all wearing the armor. There is no point about the purpose Suddenly, a burst of vertigo, reflection and then hastily adding that squat. Not help thirsty, climbed through ditches like a cow like a drink, which control the Yellow River water turbidity?
move step by step with sore legs, head of a plant, the same as lying in the mud edge of a farm under the old willow, and no matter what the! Sense under the old willow is the happiest moment of earth, the most eager for the place. Strong opened his eyes, glazed to look at the sky, see the willow's branches shoot toward the high-altitude, while the height of the cloud without pedicle catkins, fluttered away in the wide world. My heart flew. Know that the appreciation of land gift, she let me grow up, but then head over to overflow, and only two words: leave! In fact, there is a special kind of human feelings, not to aggregate for the purpose, were born to, and this is the growing confusion. Although brutal, it can not be changed. In my 16 years of age (1983) that summer, a secondary school notice hand, the joy and dismay of his family, surrounded by willows waved goodbye to his home, happily away.
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back home planted willows, is taken after two decades of agricultural door, standing on the Yellow River Chun family to think. This fall, due to levee work, the immediate is the mother river of Chinese nation - the Yellow River. Yellow River silt is still coerced the Loess Plateau, spinning round and round, rolling in the East died. However, Xiaolangdi project seems to have changed the nature of the Yellow River, not the past of the wild, become Wenliang Xian Shu. Behind the Yellow River water for irrigation fields, everywhere a golden: golden rice, corn yellow, and even wave became even gold willow forest. Flood task now rational, Zhang Yang embattled northern branches before switching to become golden willow Salix, which is weeping willows, high trees, is beautiful. Look at swaying branches, suddenly want to go home planted the weeping willow trees at those north of the old willow historic mission has been completed.
old grandmother willow guard the last time I favor, but it is for my vanity. Admitted to secondary school the first year of the winter of that year, how do I refuse to wear rustic cotton jacket with a. Left after a house the old willow branches to the parents and filled a drainage of cars, to sell 40 dollars Qingcheng set, bought me a stylish parkas. Can imagine, the cold wearing shabby clothes and the parents, not easy to get used to buy this 40 dollar luxury clothes, how sales will give them a look and understand. Then my father sent me to school was. Clean the table, satin lining, the middle bar of dark felt, wore light and handsome. Watching students admiring glances, mouth Querang father brisk walking.
flourishing in the vanity will be a driving force. Less than a decade after graduation, one by one brother and sister were pulled out of the farm gate Liantuo Dai. During the course of our marriage to the parents of all income. Gave its relatives worried about the younger brothers to build a house, such as weddings and other debts vanish. Fond memory of the brothers and sisters, do not even consciously honor filial piety. Outsiders good family, still pulling clear contradiction. Back home, heard the distress always farming, ditch along the head to the conflict, and neighbors, can not tell the grievances, to persuade them to not work the land on the. Once the game to give up this heavy, with lifestyle changes, will greatly enhance the quality of life. My father whispered: people on the land, not farming 做啥? Species of willows, is I think the best solution along the Yangtze River, to rent out, a little distance away, all right.
problems often occur in self-righteous place. When plans go home with a weeping willow, the parents were unexpectedly tenacious resistance. I hereby affirm that the parents changed, everything is a sin before: brothers and sisters out of the farm gate, is to house not the people; even so many years of contribution to all the income at home, to say how much it should; and so on. A sudden burst of confusion, I changed? Come from rural areas to support me, I am fully in feeding, is to let people out of misery. The other way round, I really changed, because I no longer depend directly on land, dry farming is also to show the point of forgetting this. Inner fear of simple machinery labor, fear of the shackles of stereotypes, fear and then become a member of them, if the parents are no longer farming, you can bid farewell to village. But how did not think though that the parents suffer that pain, just nagging, no requirement to leave the land. Only the land to allow them peace of mind, land is their lifeblood. I realized later, after I left the village of feeding, is to change them, rather than the recognition and respect for them. Respect, is different to get along with. But at that time had glide reason, such as a dried umbilical cord too many symbolic and easily twisted off. Lau Sui eventually wind clouds into the sky, flying up and left free.
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people rushed into the city in various capacities, it is to provide people in business opportunities. Goddess of Mercy willow like dew on the opportunities thrown into miserable world without discrimination, but also especially favored the prepared mind. Enter the new century, the family's entrepreneurial awareness accumulation wife who suddenly wake up, then emerge not contain the start of inspiration. Wife goodbye for many years state-owned enterprises, that holds a market there is demand there, leap the jump to the sea. One by one spring summer and winter, a market ups and downs, ten entrepreneurial, hard years, the great-grandmother after the death of 40 middle-class life finally lead. With the point of real estate in the town, the children went to college in the evening you can walk in the park over the weekend to casual, some friends, chat, accompanying and travel, open the computer on the Internet to write a blog and thought Tai Chi self-cultivation, a Nan Huai-chin,
things no matter how fervently desire, once in the hand and then over time, not conscious of the bored. Landscape forever not the same place. So Swaying weeping willow, gradually began to feel too Meipi Qi; increasingly advanced communications and technology let me know, eat or even breathe with, not all reassuring. The more sophisticated things, the more do not know what movement included. As a result, has a new desire: There, no pollution, no noise, only the familiar crowing bark mixed with the smell of wet grass land atmosphere, warm and free from anxiety. Familiar plants, people figured out the familiar temper, the ability to people with hearts. Every day is sunshine, the optimism to all-inclusive. Tired, can not fortified to sleep, so wantonly soft heart. Suddenly unconscious smile, the original dream that day, the eyes of the village is buried in the heart most soft place.
days such as water, to the article beginning on the back that afternoon from the Zhoucun. Seems to be God, Xiaoqing old willow tree next to suddenly wake up four years of memories, moment convergence of ideal and reality, permutations and combinations of various images superimposed penetration. Winter day, I go home to his father's wife birthday. Guo Qingcheng, go Qing Zi Road, far from the sight of the village. Looking to the great-grandmother to show me where the old willow, as early as the contractor to be planted poplar. Village street, wall brush with the construction of new rural characters, including a variety of small ads intermingled blowing: bold . . That is the reality of the country. Home, and with everyone talking, I came out around the great-grandmother repairing old Zhaizi quietly rolled his site, but also to create value in the field now park looked. South park scene,Discount UGG boots, suddenly found several strains of the familiar can not be familiar with the North Salix. My father said, the year before to the Zan invade the south boundary, I do not know where the mother off to a willow branch, conveniently a plug, even all live. Yi Keke willow of his voice, if not decorated Prostitute of country girls, filled with vitality. Later, a meal and chat, the impression is not deep, unique willow clearly in mind.
the trees at the Willow, I think of as beams and purlins of the forest land willow, I think of great-grandmother to death to care for the old willow. In the solitude of the wilderness, the barren land, rooted their lives, Yang Cheng sun and moon, wind and rain shower, four seasons of reincarnation, all the twigs shoots strive forward in a long long ah, no regrets ceaseless creativity, which is north of the willow. It contains a kind of character that is dry. Dry for days, giving life inspiration: days Gentleman to self-improvement. That previously only pleasing willows, now scene of vanity by Ana, to see the leaves to the earth naturally modest vertical hanging ah, this is the earth mother reluctantly. Also contains a kind of quality is Kun. Kun is, the revelation of life: the terrain Kun, not the primary. Ago, threw himself to enjoy the North Salix, the intent is to leave; the pleasure of enjoying a weeping willow, the Salix account yet full of the sea. Now that, regardless of Salix willows, they are equal, but in different places have different looks. Because of this different is the attraction between, will constitute the flow of life, gives colorful life experiences. Seems to be a dream, full of vitality of Salix and weeping willows, a sudden growth in my mind, like nature, as the harmony.
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