That year, that taste, that year's taste [hometown series? 2018]

Everyone will miss their hometown. Maybe it is not rich and prosperous, but there are land and fathers and fathers who have raised our country, and the rich old voices. Every old scene witnesses the old times that accompanied us. No matter what the world is, what kind of story we experience, but we will not forget where the root is.

The imprint of the hometown is inscribed in everyone's heart, just like Xi Murong's verse:

The song of my hometown is a clear flute

Always ringing at night with the moon

The appearance of my hometown is a vague ambiguity

As if waving in the fog

Don't leave

Homesickness is a tree without annual rings

Never grow old

Some people say that the hometown may only live in the unique memory of each of us. When the wanderer returns to the hometown to see the familiar scenery, it is inevitable that it will hurt the scene and send out something that is human. "It’s probably the reason that the old man is not returning home and returning to his hometown."

This year, for the first time, I was not at home for the New Year, and Shenzhen, which was originally a crowded and busy, suddenly quieted down. The most obvious feeling is that the delivery of the take-away is expensive, and the dining room in the dining hall downstairs has been reduced by more than half, and the subway and bus are crowded on weekdays.

station

The passengers carrying the big bags in the train station stared nervously at the huge LCD screen, erected their ears, and listened to the familiar station sound: "Please pay attention to the passengers of the xxx train, the train has arrived at the xx station. Please check in the ticket immediately."

Because the university is in the field, it is familiar to the railway stations everywhere. Every August and September, when the new students report, there are always parents who are carrying big bags to send their children to school. They keep on going all the way. Don’t forget, make more friends, study hard, eat well, no Call on the money. Do you feel familiar with these words? The train was speeding, and I took my thoughts back to the special summer of 2013.

On the evening of June 8, in addition to the graduation carnival, many students checked their scores throughout the night. Because it is a re-reading class, the pressure will be relatively large.

On June 25th, the results of the college entrance examination came out. I still asked a friend to check it because I didn’t have any confidence in myself. As a result, the accident was admitted, and all the time was filled out when I volunteered. Since then, my four-year train journey has begun.

On September 2, the first time I took my train to Zhenjiang with my father. Because it was the first train ride, and it was about 18 hours, it was inevitable that I would be tired and hungry. Except for a bag of dried beans and a bottle of water, I didn’t have a whole journey. Eat anything. After that, every time I have to take a long train, my father will always call me, and I will eat, don't be hungry. If I am starting from home, my mother will definitely prepare me two big packs for food, which is enough for me to eat for a week or two.

Arrived at the school on September 3, we lived in a hostel near the school and saw some run-down school gates. My father joked: Daughter, let's go back for another year. It really shocked me. Later, the school sister took us around the campus and saw the charming scenery of the south of the Yangtze River. My father said that it is OK.

Zhenjiang, the most famous is the Jinshan Temple, the folk legend "White Snake Biography" and "Shui Man Jinshan". My father and I went to Jinshan Temple to enjoy a tour. Although the sky was drizzling, we were very happy. I first arrived, because I was not used to duck blood fans and the local pot cover. After eating for three days, I finally found a Sichuan restaurant and ordered several spicy dishes to solve the problem.

When the train passed the Nanjing Yangtze River Bridge, it was inevitably shocked. My father always wanted to go to the Yangtze River to look at it. He asked the people nearby and said that they were far apart, so they gave up. Later, I went to Beigu Bay under the Beigu Mountain to watch the rolling Yangtze River. When I was driving in the steam ferry of the Yangtze River at the ferry, I often thought that if we could come together to see the Yangtze River, how happy it would be.

Don't be home

Life is bitter, and parting is the most bitter.

On September 7th, the official military training ended the training on a hot afternoon. My father suddenly called and said, "I have already arrived at the train station. Then I will go back. You are alone." Suddenly, my heart was empty. The father who has been taking care of me has been separated from me by thousands of miles.

The next day, one afternoon saw a scene of separation in the bus going to the city from the school: a pair of parents and son waved goodbye at the bus stop, and the mother smiled a little more than the second one, said, hurry up, go back, don't Worried about us. The bus slowly started, the son's figure gradually drifted away, the mother suddenly cried, and the father on the side was red...

Mr. Zhu Ziqing’s "Back" is a special move to write the station separately:

I said, "Dad, let's go." He looked out of the car and said, "I bought a few oranges. You are here, don't move." I see a few outside the fence on the platform. Waiting for customers to sell things. Going over to the platform, you have to cross the railway, you have to jump and climb up.

The father is a fat man, and it takes a lot of trouble to go. I was going to go, he refused, so he had to go. I saw him wearing a black cloth cap, wearing a black cloth big horse, a dark blue cotton robes, walking to the side of the railway, and slowly looking down, it is not difficult. But he crossed the railway and it was not easy to climb the platform there. He climbed the top with both hands and his feet curled up again; his obese body tilted slightly to the left, showing a hard-working look. Then I saw his back and my tears flowed down quickly. I quickly wiped away the tears, afraid that he would see it, and I was afraid that others would see it.

Photographed in Gaoyou

We always leave our worst side to our dearest ones.

After going home several times, my father always urged me to go to the station early on, when I was afraid that I would miss the train. I often yell at him, "You are looking forward to me," and now I want to say those, how unreasonable it is.

After graduating from home and rushing for a week, I decided to go to Shenzhen to sway. There are so many unknowns, but I still decided to go. My father said: Then go and go, no, just come back.

Hanjiang Bridge

The last time my father sent me away was August of 17 years. The weather was very good that day, but the sun was shining but not hot. My father rode a motorcycle and passed through the Han River Bridge in the small town. The silence of the Han River is as always, the newly renovated parks on both sides of the strait, and some cultural landscapes are very pleasing.

Along the way, my father didn't talk to me too much, but the sun was very good that day, the breeze caressed, I sat on the back seat of my father's motorcycle, there was a feeling of comfort, even the time of prayer stopped. that moment. Because he couldn't buy a station ticket, his father looked at the window sill for a long time before leaving.

On the New Year's Eve of 16 years, my father went to work on a reunion dinner for work reasons. The rest of my family and my mother were watching "Spring Festival Evening" at home. I only remembered one of the programs that year, that is, Yang Yang and Yan Tiexin sang one. The first "Father and Son" sang the father's heavy love in the form of a father-son dialogue:

If you are a towering tree

I am a seed.

Your broad shades guard me

I look at your height every day.

Wait until one day you grow up slowly

Maybe my branches are already dry.

No matter where your bustling spreads

Don't forget the dirt under your feet

I have full love in my heart.

But can't tell

Can only look at the steps you have to go

Give you my blessings

This is the case with the father, who never reveals easily, but cares for his children as silently as the mountains.

Small town spring festival

Every Spring Festival, since the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, the streets have become narrow due to the new year stalls on the street.

Various items such as couplets, blessings, fireworks, flowers, lanterns, door gods, etc., filled with the taste of the year, are crowded on the streets.

At this point, you will be surprised to find that there are a lot of handsome men and women on the street. They are dressed in fashion and bring their own atmosphere to the metropolis. They often go to the major vegetable markets, supermarkets, and clothing stores to open the sweeping mode with their family and friends.

On the street of the small town, the grandfather’s exquisite calligraphy ushered in people’s stop:

After the twelfth lunar month, the market of the vegetable market was even more dense. People from all over the city rushed to purchase the Chinese New Year, and the crowds were basically in a state of shoulder-to-shoulder. At this time, we must pay attention to the care of our own children, but also to guard against some thieves with ulterior motives. After all, they have to celebrate the New Year.

The sound of the street is full of the New Year's songs. Although the new songs every year are a lot of things, the atmosphere for the New Year is always dominated by the old songs of Zhuo Yiting and Andy Lau, and it is enduring.

Supermarkets and clothing stores have been playing the "special price" and "losing big sale" discount words to attract customers, this is a great opportunity in the year, the new year new clothes, is a necessity for small town people.

In a small town, you only need to sit in the supermarket for half a day. You will meet teachers, classmates and friends who have not seen for many years. Just take this opportunity to talk a few words and add a WeChat.

Of course, there are countless food stalls and game stalls in the streets, such as beating [turning the turntable first, the prizes on the turntable corresponding to different sugars, participants only need to push the switch gently, they will fly Take a needle and insert it into the corresponding position of the turntable in exchange for the prize. (This activity has certain dangers, and it is necessary to ensure that no one is in front of the turntable when playing the game.)] The prizes are rich and colorful, and the prizes have the appearance of fish, birthday peach, and God of Wealth every year. People in small towns are proud of this. If they win such prizes, they must Will be placed in the most prominent place in the home, in order to get praise.

Ferrules [different prizes on the ground, participants with the same size of the ring, the prize is won in the set]

Of course, the most important thing is that the family is reunited and they have a reunion dinner together.

The traditional dish in the house is the potted dish in the picture below, called steamed pot. In addition to the stew underneath, the most essential is the top egg dumplings.

The craft of making egg dumplings is also considered to be enduring. Since childhood, the grandmother did it on the stove in the winter. Later, the mother, the aunt, and the little sister gradually mastered this skill. The practice is also very simple, just need an iron spoon, egg liquid, oil, dumplings and stuffing. First, put the iron spoon into a little oil, gently turn it on a circle, then pour the egg liquid, just listen to the sound of "嗞啦,嗞啦", gently rotate, wait until the egg skin is formed into the dumpling filling The last step is to make the egg skin into a shape of dumplings.

You can do a few things in a good way, and you can do a few eggs. In addition to egg dumplings, the preparation of the bottom food is more complicated, and it is more time-consuming to steam, so it is one of the big dishes to receive guests.

Most recalled is hometown

I have been to many places, all of them are far away, and the place where I have a home is my hometown.

2017 is the year of the most travel. I saw a rare sunrise in the dense fog of Huangshan Mountain. I felt the time in the green bricks and tiles of Hongcun. The beautiful and beautiful Pu'er in Kunming, the romance of the snowy moon in the Cangshan Mountain of Dali, came to Lijiang. The bar tastes the owner’s own winemaking and camps on the grass in Shangri-La...

I have seen some travellers on this road, heard some stories, and finally came to Shenzhen to become a deep drift.

Unconsciously, I have been in Shenzhen for half a year, thank my friends and relatives for their great financial and spiritual support, and my most lovely friends from the tea group, let me "live well". Although I can't go home for the New Year this year, I don't feel the slightest loneliness. Because of your love and encouragement, I think I will go further.

At this moment, relatives and friends who are thousands of miles away are actively arranging a rich dinner, a family gathering. The broth on the stove has been tumbling, and the symphony of pots and pans is being carried out in the kitchen. On the weekdays, the boys on the sofa on the sofa were busy, sticking to the couplets, sticking blessings, occasionally going to the kitchen to pick up a garlic, and looking forward to the New Year’s Eve and the next red envelope.

The old age bag, I didn’t know the meaning of it before, until I saw the bright smile of the little niece, I realized that it contained the best wishes and expectations for the next generation. We are looking forward to their healthy and healthy growth and to spend a lifetime in peace.

Finally, Lao Tan sincerely wishes you all the best, a happy Spring Festival, a happy family, and a great luck in the coming year!