【Literature Appreciation】 One day of free -range support

One day of free -range recuperation

◎ Hadbek Haham

I have left Altay for more than ten years, and these people in the small town are still familiar. The gene exudes an ancient smell, and the ambition of "who is giving up with me" is surging. Even if we go out of the mountain to the city, it still does not change its nature. If the river is in life, the initial humble and weakness cannot determine the ultimate mighty and magnificent shore. As long as the original intention is still, the perseverance, and the strong wind will not decrease, it will eventually achieve what you want and return!

Taking advantage of the night to return to Altay, it was rare to go home once. In the scheduled schedule, I decided to stroll around freely on the first day and live a long time. "Rapid", as the name suggests, is to give sufficient freedom, and you can walk around without restrictions.

When I opened my eyes in the morning, the sun on the top of the general of the east had already shot into the house. The balcony first enjoyed Enze, warm sunshine; then, the bedroom began to be bright, sitting up and looking around, then bowed his head and turned to the mobile phone -first pay attention to the development of the epidemic. In contrast to the development of the epidemic, the promotion is happy and the descending is lonely! Oh, the pointer aim at 8 o'clock, the wife and children are asleep, everything is still quiet! I continued to sleep on the bed for a while, and a thought suddenly generated in my mind -I should go to the Calaida River and take a look at General Mountain. In the emotionalist, I was immediately "incited" by this moment of thought, wearing sportswear, and "floating" out of my house like a gust of gust.

The small town of Altay was separated by a curved Clan River. The Kalan River had the meaning of "fish eagle". It can be imagined that there were many fish in the river that year. There were only less than a kilometer from the Grand Courtyard to the river, and it began to move along the river from the stone bridge head, and the pedestrian lanes were laid on both sides of the river. Walking around the river, the nose first smelled the fragrant grass juice. The long -lost childhood memory rushed, and the whole body was transparent. The ears were filled with the flow of the river water, and the water flowing was hit by the sound of the stone. The rhythm was casual, but the beat was the same, and my footsteps moved with the sound, and my eyes were vivid! On the river, the sculpture with different styles stands up: the migrating camel team still moves forward firmly, the running steed galloping on the green lawn, the rope thrown out of the horses flying in the air ... There are not many people in the morning training, except for the morning exercise, except for the morning exercise, except for the morning exercise, except for the morning exercise, except Some of the teenagers of the sports team are running, and most of the other middle -aged and elderly people like me are walking. I have left Altay for more than ten years, and these people in the small town are familiar. They have been chatting and walking all the way. Intersection

Walking on the roadside road, the kind of natural harmony and comfort, slowly drifting into my heart like the wind, and returning to my grassland like a wandering horse, sincerely grateful and happy overflowing ... joy The feeling prompted me to continue the river along the river.

When I walked to the playground of the original area of ​​the area, I stopped. This is the grassland that I played in my childhood. This is the skating rink that I played when I was a teenager. ... I looked up at the sky helplessly, poured the sun, the clouds flew, and the sky was auspicious. Several unknown birds flew around and told something. Alas, the old ones are not new, and the changes in the world are endless. Only in the bottom of the heart to retain the most beautiful seasons, can we understand the beauty and innocence of all things dedicated. The sun is unchanged, and the happiness will become lush; let go of the sword and the ax of the tongue, don't hurt each other, let us start the clouds and water, the world will still be what you and I think.

The clear river water seemed to have been summoning me to it, and I couldn't help the temptation stopped and went down to the river to contact it with it. Squat down, holding a handful of water, sprayed gently on the face, neck, and suddenly spread through every corner of the body. The Koran River water has wild genes in the bones, exuding an ancient smell, and the ambitions of "who gives me me". Even if we pass out of the mountains to the city, it still has not changed its nature. Standing alone. I sat by the river, woven a straw boat with reeds, gently put it into the river, watched it staggered and drove towards the distance. The Great River in the north, all the way north, flowed out of the border, running in the wasteland northern Kazakhstan, as always, became the Esuhei River in Russia, and eventually remitted into the Arctic Ocean that was north. If the river is in life, the initial humble and weakness cannot determine the ultimate mighty and magnificent shore. As long as the original intention is still, the perseverance, and the strong wind will not decrease, it will eventually achieve what you want and return!

The ground under the feet, the flowers on the side of the road, the water in the river flowing, the ripples of the Koran River are rippling, rich and delicate and layered. Those beautiful flowers exposed the aroma and color, and their pace became rushed and firm, until long.

The sun gradually rose, and the way home "led" my hand to complete the "tour" of the Koran River.

After lunch and rest, I stood in front of the window and looked at the far mountains. The car dealers came to the mountain a few miles. My wife and I held their hands to start climbing. The road on the mountain was a flat cement road or wooden boardwalk. The original deserted mountains have become lush after decades. Trees, pine trees, wild hawthorn, and poplar trees are rooted in the vast mountains, standing on the towering peaks, staggered, and unique. When working at the Altay Platform Committee at that time, the planting trees in the spring and autumn of the spring and autumn were our compulsory course. I carried the iron crickets to dig the mountains to dig the pits and plant the soil. Although I was tired, I enjoyed it. Femaled the sentiment, the green color of the mountains that once imagined has become a living reality today. My wife and I looked for the construction sites of their respective units, and even clearly saw the little seedlings I planted ... happiness and happiness supported our courage to climb up, satisfying and comfortable with our chest!

For a while, when they saw a few birds flying over, their nests were on the top of the poplar. How good, the bird's home is so warm! The birds sang naturally and easily, without the pretentiousness of human so -called singers, nor the hysterical roar, peaceful telling, confession of true feelings, and complementing nature and harmonious coexistence. With the singing of the birds, I opened my mind and wanted to leave every melody in my chest and engraved in my heart.

Climbing to the top of the mountain, climbing to the distance, a beautiful landscape roll slowly opened -the snowy mountains in the distance are still snow -capped, stabbing the sky and solemnity; Lanhe is like a silver belt, winding and turning, joyful, and "well" in the city of 10 lanes in the urban area neatly arranged. The high -rise buildings built in the construction of the southern district have greatly stretched the skeleton of the small town. In the winter, the bustling general mountain ski resort entered the "summer sleep" state. The snow road was exposed and the ropeway stopped, as if accumulating the force to make the most fully preparations for the arrival of winter.

The time to go down the mountain has arrived. I saw young men and women walking between the mountains, relatives and friends leisurely. "Enjoying" has become a pastime of people's life. Some people enjoy the lights of leisure chapters, the Yuyin of Yunqin, and the spiritual light of the strange books, and some people look for comfort in the landscape of nature to make the soul truly stretch. A person who enjoys the Songtao of the mountains and forests and the bath of Shuizawa may know how to be grateful and rewarded naturally, so as to treat themselves, others and society. For mortals, it is not only in deliberate hardships to maintain the high cleanliness of character. Excessive difficulties and crusade of the flesh and spirit may not be able to get a lot of understanding, but it is easy to lose their true temperament. The key to enjoying is the attitude of the enjoymenter -if you are not confused before, you are not greedy for forgetfulness when enjoying, and there is no obstacle after enjoying. Maybe we can have a normal heart, know the tenderness of life, and then from one from one In a bowl of rice, in a word, know the true meaning of human nature.

Looking at the trees on the mountains, they were like a child who was snuggling, and the wind shook the trees gently. The dust of the light is more thinner, and the light particles are scattered throughout the world ... I have opened the flowers in my heart and perceive the paradise outside the body.

The night fell, and the small town gradually returned to peace. Only Wanjia Lanter lights up the world of everyone. Looking up at the sky, countless stars are trying to flash its bright light; there are countless lanterns on the ground, radiation the most warm halo in the world. Lying on the bed, sleepy and hazy, this intoxicating free -range day, I imagined ... I have a flowing time in my sleep, the Koran River flows in my heart, and the General Mountain overlooks my soul. So real, put everything on my soul, warm me, and nostalgia for me. I can't help but be grateful to this free day!

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