That man, that mountain dog

In the long river of my memory, there is always such a figure lingering in my dream. Every time I see his immature back, I try to approach him and want to reach out my hands to hold him, but his sad back was a little short and passed away. It turned out to be just an empty dream, leaving sorrow in his heart, only memory in his heart forever. He is the prince charming bridge in my teenage years. In the spring of the middle and late 1980 s, our family moved away from the old house of Quadrangle and moved to a hill called Sun slope moving into the new house. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with green trees and fragrant birds and flowers. It is really a bit of the artistic conception of the Paradise written by Tao Yuanming, and it is a lovely home place. The only neighbor here is Yang’s family, which is similar to our family. The pillar of their family (father) also works in Ningxiang county, which is more than 100 miles away from home. The family has two daughters and a baby son, my mother is as honest and hardworking as my mother. The arrival of our family will undoubtedly add a lot of anger and joy to this quiet courtyard! The most interesting thing is that the son named Bridge in their family is a stubborn cow with the same attribute as me. He also likes to go down the river to catch fish, go up to the mountain to pick wild fruit fruits, and likes to play gun battles, hoop rolling and somersault, he also likes raising puppies and Xiao Mao. The most important thing is that he also likes literature very much. Such an all-round figure with similar interests soon rose ripples in my heart. Every time in the dead of night, I dreamed of entering the sacred marriage hall with him holding hands when I grew up, live a life like a cowherd and a weaver. As the saying goes: If you think about it, you will dream at night. I lost my schoolbag every day after I went home from school. The first thing was to go to the Bamboo Garden in the front of his house for to swing, calling out his distinctive little name Qiaobao recklessly. Only I can call this name. Others call him Qiaobao, and he will answer angrily: You are the treasure. In my dream, I called him this elegant name for tens of millions of times. I didn’t seem to get tired of it. I just kept talking about Qiaobao silently every time I woke up, and occasionally I couldn’t help giggling, my mother asked me several times inexplicably what I was so happy about. Did I get 100 points in the exam? I pretended to answer as if nothing had happened: Yes, the sun is coming out from the West. My mother didn’t know that only the figure of the bridge occupied the main position in the dream of the young girl’s first love, and the seeds of love sprouted silently unconsciously, it is my greatest happiness to see him every day! The bridge used to knock gently on the hidden door of our house, reminding me that I should go to school three kilometers away from home. Every now and then is my happiest time. Finally, I have a companion who will accompany me to go to school through mountains and mountains. How can I be unhappy? Lest he waited outside for too long, he took a few bites of rice and closed the door tiptoe, so he went to school with him carrying a heavy schoolbag. It is not very steep for us to climb three hills along the way, but there are some quiet hills. Like a girl’s family, if I walk alone on this dark Hill in the morning, I will surely have some strange ideas inexplicably, imagining a fox that adults often say, or horrible images such as weasels and sex wolves, there is no doubt that I will run away like running for my life. I feel sorry that I have climbed these peaks alone for two years. Although I have not met the legendary demons and ghosts, that kind of horrible picture always jumps into my mind, Due to the psychological factors, when I walk on the uneven mountain, I always keep listening to all directions and look at all directions. For fear of encountering monsters that should not be encountered, I have to fight flying feet and rush forward, the moment I stepped into the school gate with breathlessness, a feeling of relief came to my mind: Ah, I finally arrived safely. Since I became a neighbor with the bridge family, the bridge and I have also studied in the same school. Naturally, I have been escorted all the way every morning. No matter how timid I am, my heart has become much stronger, no longer need to fly forward, you can stop with the bridge to enjoy the colorful shadow red, China rose, locust flower, and mother chrysanthemum magnificent figures everywhere; you can chase and play with each other on the uneven mountain slope together with the bridge; You can listen to the flowers, birds, insects and fish with heart, sometimes high and sometimes tactful singing; you can enjoy the romantic feelings of walking in the mountain mist with the bridge; You can lie comfortably on the river bank with the bridge while reading books and singing poems and paintings with cattle; You can hum the current popular songs with the bridge, holding a dustpan, carrying carrying barrel, going to the river to catch fish and shrimp; You can move out of the summer mat with the bridge in the cool breeze, counting the twinkling XINGX in the sky, the Sea and the sky talked until late at night. The years together were happy and comfortable. In a few short months, I, a small bull who was silent in others’ eyes, became a happy bird, every day, chattering and singing in front of him, in order to attract his flashing eyes. In the autumn of that year, I followed behind the bridge slowly, thinking silently: why did he treat me so well? Does he like me silently? Wang Wang suddenly a tough German Shepherd dog was facing us for a wild dog. Out of instinct, I tightly grasped the rigid arm of the bridge, hiding behind him like a panic elk, my legs were weak in trembling, the heart beat wildly. Hey, are you blind? Under the Bridge that never spoke vulgar words, I pushed my hand away and squatted down to pick up a small stone and smashed it against German Shepherd dog. Awowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowow. Hum, isn’t it a dog leg of a village secretary? How dare you run wild in front of me and die! The bridge gritted its teeth and cursed. Bridge said that what he hated was not this German shepherd dog, but the village secretary who bullied people. The village secretary was a bully who was afraid of being tough, especially bullying four honest families like my mother and his mother (my husband works outside), there is another important reason why bridge hated the village secretary, that is, he secretly told Bridge, it is said that bridge is not a kind of Yang family. It is diaobao plan with another family without a girl. I want to renew the incense. When Bridge told me all this, I clearly felt the pain that he had nowhere to tell in his heart, but I couldn’t find the right reason to comfort him. He said that he had known his life history for a long time, but he had the feeling of making mistakes face to face from other people’s words, which made him very uncomfortable. He wanted to leave this place of right and wrong as far as possible. I stared at him blankly, shyly squeezed out a few words from the teeth: you don’t want me? Ah? Who said that? I, how can I stop you? The stammered Bridge looks lovely. His mashed potato eyes showed a rare innocence. He was arrogant and looked like a different person in front of me. He raised his hand and gently wiped the tears in the corner of my eyes and murmured: go, don’t be angry with children, it’s not good to be late for class! Then he bent down to pick up my dropped schoolbag and slung it on his left shoulder, while his own schoolbag was on his right shoulder. Warm arms bent around my neck. In an instant, tears Yingman my eyes. I shyly broke free from his arms and stubbornly grabbed my schoolbag and ran on the quiet mountain road. Wait for Me! Don’t run so fast, you will fall. The bridge left his schoolbag behind and threw away his arms to chase him desperately. His chasing steps and some immature calls echoed in my happy heart. Spring and winter came, I cherish every minute and second I get along with the bridge. I have imagined countless times in my heart that when I grow up, the dream of becoming Snowyprincess of his reality grows day by day, but the reality often runs counter to the dream. In the winter of that year, their family moved away from Sun Mountain and went to his father’s base area in Ningxiang county. I hid in the corner of no one and cried secretly. Who can understand the heart where hope and disappointment coexist? I hope that one day he will be able to remember my attachment to him and come to me where we meet. The disappointment lies in the wind and rain on the day he went to the county. Before he could come to my house to say goodbye to me, his father forced him into the car. He came to several letters in the past few months without telling his thoughts about me. He only said that he had made many new friends there and lived a good life. He also sent me several small streams. I want to stick to my dream and study hard! But I didn’t reply to a letter, not that I didn’t want to reply, but I just wanted him to fade out of my memory gradually with the passage of time, for fear that I could not extricate myself from the endless thoughts. I often learned about his life in the county through his old friend or my father’s words intentionally or unintentionally. I heard that his academic performance was at the top of the grade and he was still writing novels in his spare time. Hearing his good news, my heart is sincerely happy for him! In addition to joy, there will also be a sense of loss like a shadow. I feel that the distance between me and him is not only in space and time, what is more is the disparity between my family and his family’s status (his father was promoted to the deputy director of a certain Bureau at that time), and I can’t go hand in hand with his rapid progress on the literary Road, besides, his leaping thinking makes me unable to reach the dust. I can only bless my mind silently. In fact, I didn’t stop missing and paying attention to the bridge for several years, which was the summer vacation of the third year when he went to the county, the two cousins who visited his county from the countryside asked him to take them to play by the river not far from his home. They did not know what was going on. They walked on the dry riverbed, however, he accidentally fell into the river. His cousin was so anxious that he was at a loss. He ran to the river bank in panic and shouted desperately for the boatman rowing in the river, begging them to save the bridge, however, the boatman shook to the front and offered to save people only after a thousand yuan. When the parents of the bridge came from the unit in a hurry, they put out cash and begged the boatman to save the bridge. It was too late, the bridge that was salvaged was all over and had already stopped breathing. A month after the bad news came, Lianqiao didn’t see it at the last glance. At that time, I couldn’t help crying loudly in front of everyone. I didn’t just cry I miss you to the bridge, there was also a curse on the boatman who was saved by death and profiteering. For many years, I don’t want to mention anything about the bridge, for fear of uncovering this scar that will never heal. Just tonight, when I wrote down the story of bridge and me with tears in my eyes, I wanted to tell Bridge that your departure gave me a heavy blow, fortunately, I have not lost my confidence in calling for love in life. In today’s society where material desires are rampant, there are still countless people spreading love, proving that love is everywhere with the actions of love. Postmen in the mountains has become an indelible mark in my memory, but I wish there is true love everywhere in the world!

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