The peach blossom

As soon as I entered the mountain ditch, I saw the peach blossom.

The Peach Blossom is blooming brightly, like fire and also like Xia.

Still in that place, on the familiar hillside, it was still so delicate and affectionate.

In fact, that is not one. If you look at it, it is three. However, I always think it is one, and I look at it every year, which is the only striking brilliance in the mountain.

I seem to remember that there were two trees last year. Maybe the one which was a little far away was newly grown. I am not sure. If it is, it has grown so high inadvertently.

Around the peach tree, there are birch oak trees and persimmon trees, which are not high, and there are wild rose trees and various weeds, which I know.

I also know that in the flat ground below the peach tree hillside, there was originally a temple, which was only three or four houses with concrete walls and tiles. The Meeting was held on lunar July 12 every year, and it was crowded with people. The usual secluded small gully, there is even a small stall selling food. I know that every lunar January 1, my father will burn incense and set off firecrackers at the gate of the temple to thank the gods for their blessing to our family.

I also know that not far from the peach tree hillside, on the road of Panshan, my father and I used to pick wheat with hanger, all wet with sweat. My father’s waist hurts, and he gritted his teeth and insisted.

I also know that there are narrow curved paths on the top of Panshan Road. From there, we drove the cattle to the slope to eat grass. I was on holiday, usually my mother, father when it rains.

However, it is gone now. They wanted to mine. My Dream Village was gone, the temple was gone, people’s laughter was gone, and the cow’s Moo was gone, that was the path, also buried by quicksand, buried by years, only to see the vague past.

In the forest on the mountain, leaves are blooming, goose yellow, light green or light white, vibrant and clear, but they no longer belong to us and already belong to nature. Although I know, there are dark red cloth cloth flowers, purple Bunge Corydalis herb, and Wild Rose Bud, which tastes astringent and sweet.

There must be few people coming. The Wormwood on the road is taller than people. The small trees also stand in groups to the middle of the road, and the roots or vines trip my feet. All kinds of small flowers and delicate white Artemisia are also scattered all over like stars in the sky or men on a chessboard on the road.

I only come here twice a year to my father’s grave!

The sky is clear and the woods are clear. I looked at the Woods with tears. It was the place where my father left us suddenly. He was still working for us at the last second of his life. Father who suffered from hardships and hardships!

Fifteen years have passed, and things are not human. Without my father’s shelter, my beloved wife left me forever three years ago. In this world, there is no mountain to rely on, no warm embrace, only this residual life, lonely and cold.

We knelt in front of my father’s grave. The wind came from nowhere. The burning paper and money scorched my face and my waist ached faintly.

There was a lot of rain two days ago. The water passed through the pants and the knees were cold. We were silent, father was silent, the woods were silent, and the mountains were silent. We could only hear the sound of streams flowing, you can only see the smoke slowly dissipating in the air.

In recent years, many times in our small mountain village and in our home, my father talked quietly and my wife talked quietly. However, there was nothing left.

Returning to the county, there always appeared the peach blossom blooming alone, the quiet green hillside, and the place where Cuibai hid his father’s long sleep covered with grass!

April 4, 2021

Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) remember the past, a little more youth without any regrets

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Son, you should be happier

Son, you should be happier.

You wear trencher cap, it looks very serious, without even a smile, I don’t like it.

You graduated from college this year. What a good time in life. How proud we are that you have delivered zhibosheng!

There is an epidemic this year. I have no chance to accompany you when you graduate from college. On the playground where you sweat drip, at the gate of the library where you study quietly, on the way to the school with tall sycamore trees on both sides you walked gently, I want to share your joy of success. I want to accompany you through the end of your undergraduate course, experience your tenacity and diligence.

However, you didn’t let me go. I read your WeChat from time to time in those days and wanted to see the photos you sent, your feelings and the appearance of your good friends. However, you didn’t send them. On the phone, you are still talking about all kinds of things you are busy with, sober and steady.

I’ll pick you up in my car. It’s still the old dormitory. The dormitory is full of the mess that you have to go to each other. You have already packed your luggage. You have already made a plan for what you take and how much you take every time, you won’t let me take more with a stiff tone. Just a few trips, we took all the things, and the trunk and back seat of the car were full. The back of your coat is wet.

I should have a smile on my face that day, although I was very tired, especially in my heart. I know I should be happy, but looking at this familiar place and the place where our family walked happily, my heart was cold. The three-and-four-storey building beside the road has platforms on each floor. On that day, my little baby and I climbed up to play. You and your mother were talking below, and you had endless words.

There is also the north gate of the school. When you signed up, our whole family went together and took the only family photos left now. Four years ago, you were green, but you could see the joy and pride on your face.

But today, I am the only one to pick you up. Baby hasn’t had a holiday yet.

I don’t know how you spent these two years in school. I am weak and incompetent. After your mother left suddenly, I was caught in pain and despair, and I had to take care of my little baby. Therefore, I don’t often come to see you or care about you. I don’t know how you survived and how you survived those painful tortures. Among your classmates, where did you get the corner where you only hid yourself? How do you set your mind to improve your performance step by step.

Son, thank you! You have made our promise when your mother was in front of each other and cried bitterly: the hope and future of our family are on you! You will work hard!

I am proud of you! When the neighbors ask you, they will say that you are competitive, smart, sensible and excellent. In their words, I hear sympathy and envy,, they don’t know, what I am proud of for you is your strength!

According to the original plan, you will be at home this summer vacation. I know that this is your rare long vacation. You will fly higher and farther and become our pride. I won’t stop you, I won’t drag you down. As long as you can take good care of yourself and be a dignified person, this is our previous expectation. Now, the expectation has not changed. I can take good care of myself.

However, you are going to school soon. I support you and don’t want you to waste your time. I’ll take you to the new campus. This is a brand new and big school. You are busy dealing with all kinds of things before and after. I can only sit on the block of stone used as a seat next to the guard smoking cigarettes and watching you, look at the back of your coat being half wet.

You unloaded the last luggage from the car, let me go, and said firmly, “I see you go, I’ll go in again!”

I left and swallowed a sentence to my mouth: “I want to see you go in and slowly disappear in the campus.”

You are still serious and decisive. You can do your own thing well, I believe!

But Son, you should be happier!

Because I like to see you happy!

Because your mother also likes to see you happy!

July 22, 2020

Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) remember the past, a little more youth without any regrets

Lao Gen said: I have a new idea. Draw the scene of Nangang reservoir more carefully. Let’s remember the past and have more youth…

Silly girl

Before last October, I worked and lived in Hongqiao town. This is an ordinary small town in southern Sichuan, the only one that can highlight local characteristics…

You have to go, I will go with you

Recently, I have been listening to teacher Jiang Xun talking about a dream of Red Mansions. I really think it is quite good! He said such an interesting…

Birthday soul

I stood up and stared at the kind name on your tombstone. The warmth of the tombstone gradually dispersed. I raised my head and the sky was clean…

Liu Ma and her son

Wang Xin, the eldest son of Liu Ma, finally became a family at the age of 32, but she always felt uneasy. The ins and outs of things are really difficult…

The Gleaners under the persimmon tree

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