Memory Yiyuan -hometown mountains and rivers

Yiyuan Rong Media: My hometown Yiyuan, located in the central part of Shandong Province, belongs to part of the Yimeng Mountains, is the highest an average county in the province. There are many mountains in the territory, and there are only 1983 mountains on the top of the country, of which Lushan is the highest in the northern part of the county. The rivers are all over, and the Xihe River is staggered. It is the birthplace of the Yihe River flowing through the two provinces of Shandong and Jiangsu, so it is called "Yiyuan".

My birthplace is in Lucun Town, located on a depressure of 10 kilometers west of the county seat. It is a large town with a population of more than 50,000. During the Republic of China, it was briefly used as the residence of the Shandong Provincial Government. The mountains are all endless mountains. They are unique to this depression, water, beauty, and fertilizer, and have raised many people.

Listening to their parents, when they were young, the town was far more prosperous than now. There is a street with more than five meters wide and bluestone on the town, commonly known as the old street. On both sides of the street are the old -fashioned houses of masonry structures. The shops are lined up, and temples are used for people to burn incense and worship Buddha. Whenever the market, the people in Fangyuan's twenty miles are coming to the collection. In addition to buying and selling things, there are books, Layang films, and riding Malaysia. The town was built around the walls and bunkers built by masonry. At that time, my township governor had led the militia and repelled the waves of bandits. Now these are disappeared, and even the father -in -law has died for decades.

There is a river south and east of the town. The south is called Xiaonanhe, the east to west is flowing, and the east is called Xiaodonghe, and the north and south are flowing. Two rivers converged in a trough called mulberry, and they flowed into the Tianzhuang Reservoir. In the Fengshui season, the vortex rotation of the two rivers, the waves rolled, and the sound of water burst, like playing a natural symphony. Occasionally, the fish jumped into the water, as if a few notes jumped out of the movement.

The small Nanhe River is wide and long, the water flows clear, the water and grass are rich, and the fish and shrimp are in groups. Along the banks of the river, large reeds growing, the branches and stems are standing, and the reeds are like smoke. The group of wild ducks and water birds dormant inside, heard the sound of people's footsteps, and fell down after shocking and flying. When walking, the atmosphere of nature is far better than human atmosphere.

When we were young, we often tied into the river, catching yellow crickets, touching crabs, and grabbing fish and shrimp. Sometimes drilling into the reeds, digging bird eggs, catching birds, and doing many reckless things. There is a mulberry forest on the other side of the river. We often go through the river and picked mulberry.

At that time, it was inconvenient to take a bath in the countryside, and Xiao Nanhe became the public bathhouse of people in the town. The river is cured in the night, the upstream men are washed, and the downstream women's washing. I can hear the sound of water in the distance, with a frog sound, there is a mystery.

The small Donghe River has a narrow river and a gentle flow. There are dense grass growing on both sides of the strait, mixed with colorful wild flowers, exuding a rich aroma. There are rows of people living in Hexi, opposite the endless field, and the vision is wide. Most of the time, the small Donghe is gentle, but there are also roaring and anger. One summer, heavy rain in the day, the floods broke out, and the houses of several households in Hexi were collapsed. The turbid river water could be clarified for a long time.

In the upper reaches of the Xiaodong River, there are high and low mountains, the main peaks protruding, and the second peak runs to the meeting, with endless trend. There is a piece of green onion in summer, and the mountains are like a daisy, and the green crops with green oil are a green landscape map. The color of the winter fades, the close scene is the field of the morning fog, the middle scene is a layer of layer and gradually fading mountains. Occasionally there are farmers who work in the field, such as the smart ink dots on the scroll. A little Mo Tong camera river mountains.

The mountains are covered by forests. On the mountain is pine trees, wild chestnut trees, jujube trees, walnut trees, and under the mountains are fruit trees in villages. There are apple trees, peach trees, and pear trees, like a screen. There are no hidden treasures in the mountains. The wild jujube tastes extremely sour and eats a cracked mouth. In the fall, the burrs and the bright red jujube fell to the ground, and no one picked it up. I like a berry called mountain eggplant. It looks smaller than grapes, darker colors, sweet juice, and fragrant. There are many wild animals in the mountains, rabbits, foxes, pheasants, we can't catch it, but we can feel their existence. In the silent forest, the sound of birds such as crows, magpies, and 鹧鸪, and the sound of the sound of birds was sang, and the sound spread far.

After school, we often go to the mountains to "sweep". Anta, birds, and fruits are all the objects of sweeping. When you are hungry, slip into the orchard and pick fruit. Tie the vest in the shorts to form a natural pocket. When you pick it up, run down the mountain, re -assembled at the reservoir at the foot of the mountain. Put into the water and wash all the itching.

In the winter, a family of adults hit a pheasant. We got it in the mountain and grilled it on the fruit wooden pile. The taste was delicious. There is a kind of happiness of the Taiping Shengshi.

However, this is the world of decades ago, and now the hometown has changed a lot. The soil road in the village has become an asphalt road. Xiaonanhe has become a reservoir, and the water is no longer flowing. The mountain forest is still there, thanks to the implementation of the policy of returning farmland to the forest, and the area is still expanding. The strange mountain treasures have a wider habitat.

Over the years, as long as there is time, I will return to my hometown for a few days. My hometown seems to have a magic power: it washed the wind and dust of the tour, in exchange for light; the hard board bed squeezed when I was a kid, but she could always sleep sweetly; Taste ... Each of us had struggled to a city, but found that ideals were far from the city. In the city, our eyes are blocked by high -rise buildings, and their ears are drowned by car water and various noise. All the senses become dull and numb. Compared to the structure and restraint of the city, there is a kind of wildness and freedom in the hometown: you can clearly see the skyline in the distance, hear the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, the flowers grow, and the chicken is called cicada. As a result, our sensory was re -activated and restored its original features. The life given us in nature is spiritual, a life that depends on intuition but not managed, so that life can nourish.

At this moment, in the residence of Beijing, the night was deep, and the lights outside the house were full of light. I tried to recall the scene when I finally left my hometown, but I couldn't remember it anymore, and I sank into the chaotic memories of my hometown. We are always eager to keep pace with the times, but continue to retreat and retreat to where we depart.

Author: Tang Yao, a 1994 alumni of Yiyuan No. 1 Middle School, is currently working in a central state organs.

Author of this article: Zhao Dongshan, Yiyuan County photography enthusiast.

Produced by Yiyuan County Rong Media Center

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