My earliest memories of mountains and rivers
Xinjiang received an e-mail sent to friends together, tell me, a girl ready to go this year, Ali, the Sichuan-Tibet, after the next, Chengdu via jiange ready Shudao into Shaanxi! Opening maps, inadvertently, touched with some of my deep and show the treasures of childhood memories ... ...
Shaan's first entry from the Sichuan city of Hanzhong to say, and I, then north a bit, bringing you on Liuba County, that is called "two-mouth" the scenery of memories ... ...
I have lived there for two years, where an insight into everything I doomed in this life, the mountain, water lingering attachment, when I lived in that year, "junior-line project" left behind buildings, the Housing the right side of the mountains, every evening, the mother will be pointing to the Mid-Levels on a distant point lights said to me: "big tiger live there, but do not be afraid, because my father at home," So I will be very very careful sense of security in the mother's arms to sleep ... ...
Foot of the mountain bush, I do not know what is the season to find orchids, but also to see into the film into the film falls on the floor of the butterfly, until now, I can remember, still preserved a unique taste, my memory is usually and taste or singing with inexplicable connection, it is a true big mountain deep to find the unique aroma ... ...
Floor to the left of the river, is based on the type of gravel for the bottom of the river, the river clear bottoming out, when I have had a difficult path, the experience of accidentally fell into the water and climbed back and forth, or their own home, and accurate to say yes to stand up and drip into the shore, I remember that really wore knitted wool trouser, Shen, ah, can be seen that the river is very shallow. I was still very small, have been standing on the river pebbles turned the experience of grasping small fish, remember one year birthday, the mother borrowed a bamboo handle made of white "copy child", took me to the fish, the fish can be very The smart, see the "copy child" on the bend, while I was in the creek next to turn the stone caught a crab, I can tell you are very sure it was the early eighties in a particular year 7. month 11, what I am today about this day every year, or go on the road in a foreign land, or premeditated the left live in the city ... ...
A heavy rain, flash floods, river water will become clear static slow mixed yellow, raging, I remember the night into the foundations of the buildings we live in a hollowing out of the corner, big people rushed to move to halfway up the mountain to the hospital building, could be just a few days the hospital building on the side of a mountain of mud-rock flow occurred, and everyone was busy moving downhill, afraid that we are also running behind the mountain, and my mother and I, standing beside watched mud, stone, plus a large volume tree, Tim Peng, of a ravine, the father yelled washed us, and scolded his mother, because we leave it too close to the ... ...
We then move to the Shanxi Jincheng, in the walk on the road, you pass a place where if called two Langshan annual return to Kyoto is to go through the road in the middle, left and a mountain peak have a Pine, memory Zhongshan is very high very high, and the sentimental when I was to be seen, in the car, in the mother's arms, I think, he was never see the mountain, and now I know that, sooner or later there will always be back ... ...
Jincheng has lived in the two years, I went back to Beijing elementary school, and one can only imagine "two-mouth" how old the day I had, but very strange, I have a childhood memory is very, very good, did not go to school before the mother has taught me most of the alphabet and the first grade curriculum, the mother was "the Ministry of Communications 3 repair shop school for the children," the principal and teachers, so I have a sitting in a classroom listening to her school and when I wanted to go out and stand up left right, every winter, staffing a charcoal, but also a taste of memory on the ... ...
At that time I have had the name of pennants and classmates spring tour experience, location is Zhang Liang Temple, time to be investigated, because there are photos, only to forget the mother was carrying me, I was in front of a careless high taken singly students block, and you think, then, in my case, tall, what a terrible memory ... ...
When leaving the mouth of two, I have in mind is the classroom in front of two sunflower and once they are ripe for Zhai no one feel sad ... ...
This memory and comprehension level was maintained until 2034, and later, understanding, ability and achievement on the decline, and sometimes I even suspect that is the result of what happened to my change ... ...
To put it simply to say that under the Jincheng, Jincheng Normal University, I live in the wall, I remember reading in that city the name of a movie called "River Without Buoys", had been there for the New Year, Memory Lane, the streets of the floats, Han Chuan, Lantern, each door a large clay stove, night fell, and everyone burning red door to draw the line as if the streets full of lantern called the "flower street", the corner is an old man open to buy melon seeds The shops, diagonally opposite the shop is a twist sesame oil, each beam on the bike sits on her father passing, can be smelt a very strong very strong aroma of sesame greasy ... ...
Author: gl1977
