Because it is the end of winter; As we approached our hometown, the weather was gloomy again. The cold wind blew into the cabin, and I looked out through the gap in the canopy. There were several desolate villages lying far and near, lifeless. I can't help feeling sad inside.
None of my hometown in memory is like this. My hometown is much better. But if I have to remember his beauty and tell him his advantages, there will be no image and no words. That seems to be it. This is just a change in my own mood, because I am not in a good mood when I go back to my hometown this time.
I came here to see him. The old house we have lived together for many years has been sold to another name, and the deadline for delivery is only this year, so we must bid farewell to the old house we are familiar with and move to a different place where I am looking for food before the first day of the first month.
Arrived at my door the next morning. Many broken stems of hay on corrugated cardboard are shaking when the wind blows, which explains why old houses will inevitably change hands. The family in several rooms probably moved away, so it was quiet. By the time I got outside my house, my mother had already greeted me, and then my eight-year-old nephew Honger flew out.
My mother was very happy, but she also hid a lot of sad expressions and taught me to sit down and rest for tea, not to mention moving. Macro son didn't see me, standing on the opposite side at a distance just watching.
At this moment, a miraculous picture flashed through my mind: a golden full moon hung in the deep blue sky, and endless green watermelons were planted on the beach below. In the meantime, an eleven or twelve-year-old boy tried his best to go to a spur with a steel fork in his hand, but the man wriggled and ran away from his crotch.
This boy is a genius. I was only a teenager when I met him, and it has been thirty years now. At that time, my father was still alive and my family was fine. I am a young master. That year, the sacrifice was too busy, so he told his father that he could let his son moisten the soil to look after the sacrificial vessels.
My father allowed it; I am also very happy, because I have heard the name Runtu, and I know that I am as old as him, and the five elements are short of soil, so his father called him Runtu. He can pretend to catch birds.
I look forward to the new year every day. When the new year comes, the leap land will arrive. Finally, at the end of the year, one day, my mother told me that the leap soil was coming, so I flew to see it. He is in the kitchen, with a purple round face, wearing a small felt hat and a bright silver collar around his neck.
The next day, I asked him to catch birds. He said: It will only be fine if it snows heavily. So I'm looking forward to snow again. Runtu said to me again, "It's too cold now. Come to us in summer. We go to the seaside to check shells every day. There are all kinds of shells, red and green, and ghosts, so are Guanyin players. In the evening, my father and I will look after watermelons, and you will also go. "
I didn't know there were so many new things in the world: there were so many colorful shells by the sea; Watermelon has such a dangerous experience. I only know that he sells it in a fruit shop.
Ah! There are endless strange things in my heart that my old friends don't know. They don't know something. When wetting the soil by the sea, they all saw the sky at the four corners of the high wall in the yard, just like me.
Unfortunately, the first month passed and Runtu had to go home. I was so anxious that I cried. He was still hiding in the kitchen, crying and refusing to go out, and finally he was taken away by his father. Later, he asked his father to bring me a bag of shells and some beautiful bird feathers. I gave him something once or twice, but we never met again.
Now that my mother mentioned him, all the memories of my time here suddenly came to Su Sheng like lightning, and I seemed to see my beautiful hometown. I replied, "That's great! He-how? ……"
One day, it was a very cold afternoon. I had lunch and sat drinking tea. I thought someone came in outside, so I looked back. I was very surprised when I saw it. I stood up hurriedly and walked towards it.
This is leap soil. Although I knew it was leap soil at first sight, it was not my memory. His figures have doubled; The previous purple round face has turned gray-yellow, adding deep wrinkles; Eyes like his father.
I am very excited at this moment, but I don't know how to say it. I just said, "ah! Brother Runtu.-You're here? ..... "I have a lot of words next, and I want to pour out the beads ... but I always feel that something is blocking me and I can't spit it out in my mind.
I seem to have a cold shiver; I know there is a deep barrier between us. I can't talk either. I asked him about his condition. He just shook his head. Mother asked him, knowing that his family was busy, he had to go back tomorrow; He didn't have lunch again, so he was told to go to the kitchen to fry rice.
In the afternoon, he picked out a few things: two long tables, four chairs, a pair of incense burners and candlesticks, and a scale. He wants all the grass ash again, and when we leave, he will transport it by boat.
Nine days later, it is the day when we set out. Runtu arrived in the morning, and we were very busy all day and had no time to chat. There are also many visitors, some seeing off, some taking things, and some seeing off taking things.
I thought of hope, and suddenly I was afraid. I secretly laughed at him when he wanted a censer and a candlestick, thinking that he always worshipped idols and would never forget them. Now my so-called hope is not my own idol? It's just that his desire is close, and my desire is far away.
In the dark, I spread out a green beach by the sea, and a golden full moon hung in the dark blue sky. I thought: Hope is nothing, nothing. It's like a road on the ground; In fact, there is no road on the ground. If there are more people walking, it will become a road.
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Appreciate:
1. The "hometown" in Lu Xun's memory is a beautiful world, which is actually a reflection of the beautiful soul of young Lu Xun and the product of the harmonious spiritual relationship between young Lu Xun and young people.
But this mentality is not fixed, and this spiritual relationship cannot be maintained for a long time. Social life makes people's hearts heavier and the relationship between people more complicated.
When Lu Xun returned to his hometown after more than 20 years, the "hometown" in this memory was gone forever. At this time, he saw a realistic "hometown" composed of adults. ?
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