Star | Time in Dashan

In the afternoon of the summer, the old man sitting one by one, next to him, next to each other. A mountain road is a rope that the Blazers originally thrown out at random, bent so naturally, decent, and unprecedented. It flows up the mountains, when it turns into a mountain, rush downhill, passing through an old house in the mountains.

Following the downhill, I walked down and stood in front of the old house. A tile house, the outer wall is mottled, revealing the vicissitudes of years. It stands there, there is no one before and after. In a small vegetable garden in front of the door, the red pepper was hung on Her Teng, and there was cucumber urged by time, and it was hung on the shelf without rules. In front of the vegetable garden is the paddy fields that are not large on the one hand. Behind the house, it was the green mountains, and the sound of the cicada was there, and occasionally accompanied by birds. I came from the downtown, and in such a situation, the dust in my heart had already been thrown out of the clouds.

The two old houses are open to the wooden door, and you can see the TV that is playing Huangmei opera. I moved the door gently, and an old grandma greeted.

When I was chatting with the old man, I learned that she was 93 years old and was surprised. Her ears are clear, did time really unwilling to leave? Or the pastoral life gave her an unsatisfactory mentality?

The old man said that his children and grandchildren had moved to the town to live, and she was unwilling to leave. She lived here for more than 70 years. In the long river of history for more than 70 years, it only had a short time in a short time, but for the individual, how long the mountains have lived in more than 70 years. It is this long way that makes her live and peace. She told me that she was irritable when she was young. Later, she married here and opened the door every day to see the mountains. From the silent mountain, she got some kind of inspiration. Therefore, in the future, whether the storm strikes or spring and the sun, she has a flattening mentality.

Outdoors, I set my eyes to the mountain in front of the door, it was lush. Undoubtedly, since the moment it is lying on the earth, there have been many light and shadow, rain, sun, and wind cream. This old house also witnessed the years in the mountains. Today, the old man sitting in the mountains, a playful mole on the old house like Shoumei. It is precisely because of it that the expression of the mountain is vivid.

Author: Shi Zefeng

Source: Yangtze Evening News

Picture source: Visual China

Edit: Qin Xiaoyi

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