Book Digest | Zhao Lihong: Lost without fading

Why do people read prose?

The best answer to Wenyi Jun has heard: "The process of reading prose is also seizing time, re -remembered the stories and emotions that will be extinguished in the memory, and finally fixed by the text, from the river of time, from the river of time Extraction and preservation, disconnect control, is a kind of satisfaction and explanation for yourself, and to others, it is a different scenery. People, life and life, the same and different. Endlessly continue. "

Prose is a calm agent in the fast -paced era, which can relieve our hearts and be more comfortable and calm. Today, in the new book of the Yangtze River Literature and Art in June, Literary Jun found a new book "Earth Soul, Calm and Beauty", which brings together well -known contemporary writers, and selected a prose from Teacher Zhao Lihong to share with everyone. , Bring you a wave of refreshing breeze.

Lost without fading

Zhao Lihong

My eight -year -old son screamed in surprise when he saw a picture of his birthday bathing, "What, I was so young at that time! I didn't even wear clothes! Ah, I'm so embarrassed!"

I couldn't help but feel the same as my son's innocence. Yeah, we were all so young, so naive, and those yellow photos of the yellowing will help us find all the feelings of childhood or childhood.

My childhood photos left very little, just two or three. A one -inch registration photo was taken at the age of three. In the photo, my fat face, silly expression, panic and doubts in my eyes, and vaguely contained a little sad ... Looking at this photo, I naturally recall a story about childhood, That was one of my original memories.

It was when I was three years old. Once I went out with my father and lost on a road. At the beginning, I didn't know what was scared. I thought that my father would appear in front of me as usual, hug me and take it home. However, I bumped into the crowd for a long time, and finally found that my father was really gone. I shouted in a scream and attracted the attention of many pedestrians. Countless strange faces surrounded me. Many unfamiliar voices asked me a lot of the same questions ... However, I don’t want to answer any questions, because I think it is because I think it is My father deliberately abandoned me. I couldn't understand how the father who had always been kind and kindness was thrown in among strangers like this, and he left it. I thought I could never see my parents anymore, and my little heart was full of fear, sorrow and despair. I didn't say a word, and I didn't cry. After being held on the street for a few hours, someone sent me to the Public Security Bureau. A young female police officer comforted me and coaxed me to cut me apples. Another young man's policeman kept calling and listening to what he said on the phone. I know he was looking for my dad. I ate an apple under the persuasion of the female police, but my heart was still nervous. Seeing that the sky gradually darkened, there was no news from his father and home. I looked out the window blankly, and the fear and panic hit me for a while. Although the female policeman kept comforting me: "Don't worry, Dad is coming. He is already on the road. After a while, you can see him!" But I don't believe it. I think my father probably didn't really want me anymore, otherwise, why didn't he come?

Just when I was terrifying, the female policeman suddenly smiled at the door and yelled, "Look, who came?" I looked back and my father was already standing at the door.

I will never forget the appearance and expression of my father at the time. He always paid attention to the modified hair, and his face seemed to be thinner. When I rushed to my father's arms, the tears in my eyes burst out of my eyes, and the grievances, excitement, joy, and sadness were intertwined, turning into an irresistible sobbing and tears. When I looked up to see my father, I couldn't help but stunned: my father's eyes were full of tears! In my mind, my father would not cry, and crying was a patent for children. My father's tears caused me deeply. My father hugged me tightly, murmured and said incoherently, "I'm looking for you, I am looking for you, I found you all the whole day and found all over Shanghai. ""

At this moment, in the arms of my father, the doubts and resentment I had had previously disappeared. I cried, and I cried enough. After crying, I discovered that the man, a woman, and two policemen had been smiling and staring at our father and son. At this time, I laughed embarrassedly. The male policeman touched my head and joked with a smile: "Crying, laughing, two eyes opened the cannon ..." This was a child song that everyone knew at the time. So the four of us laughed together. From the Public Security Bureau, my father walked on the street with a bright light. He asked me, "What do you want to eat? I buy it for you." I don't want to eat anything, I just want to pull my father's hand silently on the street and be held tightly by my father's warm big hand. How good. However, my father still bought me a large bag of delicious things. I walked all the way and ate all the way. Walking, walking, after a photo studio, looking at the photos in the window, I felt very fresh. With so big, I have n’t taken photos of the photo hall yet. On the photo of the window, men, women, and children are smiling happily at me. I think taking pictures must be a very interesting thing. When my father was interested in the photos, he proposed: "Go in and take a picture of you!" Facing the dazzling light in the photo studio, I couldn't see anything in front of my eyes, and my father disappeared into the darkness. So I couldn't help thinking of the loneliness and fear after getting lost during the day. The photographer shouted, "Smile, smile ..." I couldn't laugh. When the shutter was rang, my face still had a daytime expression. As a result, there was a one -inch registration photo. In this small photo, I always left my horror, confusion and sadness when I was three years old. Although this is just a false alarm. When I look at this photo, I naturally think of my father and my father's anxiety and tears flowing down for our dispersion and reunion. My father's expression when he found me was the clearest and deepest expression he stayed in my memory. From that moment, I know that my father and children will cry. What a warm and beautiful tears this ... I will always be childhood young children in the photo, but the years have been relentlessly stained with me. The hair. And my father, 83 years old, is already old. It has been forty years since taking this photo. In the past forty years, how many things have happened, current affairs are ups and downs, the world is cold, and the sadness and joy are separated ... But the scene of forty years ago was particularly clear and kind in my memory. It seemed to be yesterday. It was yesterday. Essence The winds of the years cannot be buried in this period of memory. When I took out the photos and looked at my confused expression forty years ago, I couldn't help laughing. Forty years of long time disappeared without a trace at the moment I stared at the photo. Oh, father, you will not be old in my memory. Seeing this photo, I seemed to see that you were in a hurry and turned around to find me. And when did I leave your sight?

A few days ago, my wife and I, and our nine -year -old son, accompanied my elderly parents to the bank of the West Lake. For a long time, there are fewer and fewer opportunities to come into contact with nature. I want to accompany them to scattered in the lakes and mountains, and I want to take some photos for them by the West Lake. When I was walking by the West Lake, I talked to my father about getting lost when I was old. My father frowned for a long time and said with a smile, "Why do you remember such a early thing?" I said, "How can I forget ? Never forget, you still remember, then you still cry! "

His father stared at the west lake of smoke and rain, and he didn't speak for a long time. I found that there was a glittering tears in the corner of his eyes ...

May 15, 1993 in four -step fast

(Selected from "Earth Stones, Calm and Beauty", illustration Source: "Earth Stone, Calm and Beauty")

"Earth Soul, calm and beautiful"

("Beauty" famous prose series • Young version)

Editor -in -chief Jia Pingwa, Zong Yan, Shu Ting, Zhao Lihong waited

This book is a collection of famous prose of "Beauty" magazine.

This book is divided into five series, which are five chapters: plant animals, landscape fields, nostalgia, notes, cities and pastoral chapters, which reflect the silk link between human society and nature. Natural things are calm and beautiful. May you wander your mind in the beautiful and emotional text, clear your mind, and feel the purity and beauty of the world's creatures.

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