Wuwei: Meet the coolest state from now on.

During the summer vacation of my freshman year, I was lucky enough to practice in a metropolis newspaper in Beijing. The construction of "Belt and Road" is in full swing, which is naturally a key topic in the newspaper. The department director and I volunteered to follow the reporter's teacher to make a field visit to Hexi Corridor.

What kind of mood is it? After three years, I always want to go back and have a look, like giving my youthful years an excuse to pass away with peace of mind.

There are no high-speed trains and bullet trains from North China to Northwest China, and the fastest train takes nearly 2 hours. After a long journey, I finally arrived, Wuwei Wuwei, with mixed feelings.

Before leaving the station, I looked back at wuwei railway station who had been away for three years. Warm-colored buildings, in a steady and symmetrical shape, gradually descend, and the majesty of the emperor waving robes seems to swear the sovereignty over this land. Wuwei was called Liangzhou in ancient times. Who dares to imagine that this small town, which is so easily overlooked in the northwest of the motherland, was once an important strategic city connecting the Central Plains and the Western Regions, and was once an ancient historical capital with scale and fame second only to Chang 'an.

Probably, this is the magic of time. No matter how glorious the history is, it may disappear in the long river of time. As small as you and me, it will be natural to let something change quietly.

After a short rest in the residence, the reporter and I took the equipment and went out.

In July, the sun was shining in the northwest, and it was noon when we arrived at Beiguan Middle Road. The sun shone brightly, and the "Lei Tai" written by vigorous han li suddenly appeared on the roadside. Leitai Han Tomb is the first stop of our official interview. This site of Han civilization was once famous for its unearthed "Flying Swallow on a Horse" which later became a tourist symbol of China.

Before the interview, we personally went into the Han Tomb to shoot. The space of the ancient tomb was very narrow, and the entrance was only an arched door less than one meter high. When we went in, the reporter teacher misjudged the thickness of the arch, got up one second earlier and slammed into the stone wall.

It was a terrible collision. In her early thirties, she burst into tears like a little girl. At a loss, I remembered my childhood "experience"-cold compress when meeting. However, we were standing in the crowded passage of the tomb, and in a panic, I believed that I borrowed an iced coke from a passer-by: "I'm sorry to borrow someone ..."

On the one hand, there was a reporter teacher who was at a loss with coke, and on the other hand, there was a passenger who was "robbed" of coke, but I was beside the teacher and the other one who was walking beside the passenger, but at the same time, I froze there.

The world is so big, but there are so many coincidences.

Liangzhou City, which is chic and romantic in ancient poetry, is really not as peaceful as it looks.

2.

It was five or six years ago that I first set foot on this strange land. My ponytail has not been cut into neat short hair, and I am shaking my head and enjoying the elegance of my youth.

that year, I was in Grade Two. My mother was assigned by the unit to go out for training and study, and only returned to China twice a year. My father was busy with work and took care of me flawless. They finally decided to send me to my aunt's house in Wuwei.

One reason is that I don't have time to take care of me, another reason is that my doctor and aunt have the highest academic qualifications in my family, and the third reason is that she has a cousin with excellent grades. It seems that I can only "obey".

According to my father, my aunt met a graduate student in Lanzhou, my later uncle. My uncle is a native of Wuwei. After graduation, he stayed in his hometown to work. My aunt who fell in love also insisted on finishing her Ph.D. and became a teacher in a university's Wuwei branch.

In fact, before I came here, all I understood about Wuwei was the countless poems "Liangzhou Ci" that I recited when I was a child, except for the wine and honeydew melon that my aunt brought back from her annual visit to relatives. It was a kind of desolation and desolation, but it was also mixed with the free and easy romance of "a luminous glass of grapes and wine, and I want to drink the pipa immediately".

I'm really there, but the city is not so heroic. On the contrary, compared with the traffic in my hometown and the beautiful neon at night, this small town in the northwest is more simple and spacious, and I always feel a kind of thick and undisturbed pride. When the torrent of "one side of a thousand cities" has flooded, it still retains a little different flavor.

just stopped in Wuwei as an "intruder".

My cousin is two years older than me. She was a senior one in Wuwei No.1 Middle School that year, and I borrowed from No.1 Middle School not far from No.1 Middle School. Every day after school, I cross two blocks to the entrance of No.1 Middle School and wait for my cousin to go home together.

so naturally, I met Fang Cheng.

that day, maybe my cousin had something to do temporarily and didn't come out for a long time after school. At that time, the school didn't allow students to bring mobile phones, so I had to wait. When the toe of Shishi counted to the seventy-fourth time at the door, the handsome boy stopped his bike beside me: "Are you Chu Qing's sister?"

Fang Cheng, who is two years older than me, was already one head taller than me. He told me that my cousin was temporarily ordered to rehearse the Teacher's Day program and let me go first. The dusk in the northwest is colorful, and the teenagers embedded in time and space by the sunset are humble and gentle, much like countless old dreams in my later years.

I nodded and said nothing. Go home alone.

he got on the bus and left the fork not far away. I walked alone, and it didn't take long to find him riding back and sending me home without saying a word. Two people with few words were silent all the way, and a stiff and polite "thank you" was the conclusion of our first meeting when we were young.

Later, we met several times, sometimes in the stationery store at the entrance of No.1 Middle School, sometimes in front of the Guandong Cooking booth at Hutongkou, sometimes he rode past us, greeted us softly, and sometimes he simply waited for me to go home outside the school with his cousin.

"He is Fang Cheng, the student committee of our class; This is my cousin Hehe. " My cousin once introduced us to this, "Equation geometry, at least on the same math paper, let's get to know it."

when I was thirteen or fourteen years old, I was still a naive and confused girl. I never thought about the rhythm of my heart, and I didn't know what it looked like at the beginning of each story.

III.

There were many tourists coming and going in Leitai Han Tomb that day. I helped the reporter out against the crowd, and Fang Cheng and his companions followed.

I don't know what complicated expression I was wearing at that time, but what I saw was a little forbearing warmth. The reporter sat down on the bench in the shade of the tree to rest, and Fang Cheng's companion helped to buy more ice cubes. We stood deadlocked in the scorching sun, and there seemed to be too many stories to tell, but for a moment, we didn't know how to speak.

There are many unknown birds flying over the Han tombs. Perhaps because of the heavy history, visitors walk lightly and carefully, and the chirping of birds is particularly noisy. Their hovering makes me feel dizzy.

Embarrassed, we decided to take a walk outside Leitai Park. The surrounding tree trunks stretched upward as if to poke a hole in the sky. A few years ago, it was also here that we bared our teeth and learned the posture of those trunks and spent countless heartless afternoons.

I shook my hair, leaving behind thoughts that were not pleasant. Turned to chat with him about the triviality after parting. After a brief conversation, I learned that he is studying civil engineering as a senior, and recently he is doing summer practice in the protection of ancient buildings in his hometown.

"I study in Beijing." He said, but suddenly he wanted to talk and didn't continue.

Beijing is so close to my hometown, but the world is so big that we haven't met again.

He is still gentle in those days, but more handsome and mature than a few years ago. Tacitly, none of us mentioned "once", not even our best cousin.

iv.

in the past marked with "once", my cousin and I walked home, and later gradually became a threesome.

Fang Chengjia lives on Tianzhu Street, which is farther than her aunt's. He goes to school by bike every day, but after school, he will push his bike west with us to the door of his aunt's house, then go north and turn back to his east residence.

after a long time, I read a saying that people who want to take you home are all on the way. At that time, I was secretly sad because I felt that I was not the protagonist of others' "passing by".

at that time, I was introverted and quiet, and being far away in a foreign land made me more timid and silent. So I just walk quietly beside them every day, listening to them chatting about school life, the past and the distance.

Compared with her lively cousin, Fang has much less words. However, a gentle and introverted teenager always gives people a feeling of peace of mind. He will always take care that I am not left out as an intruder, pick up the drink bottles on the roadside and throw them into the trash can, walk on the side closest to the road in a gentleman's way, and remind my cousin not to forget the experimental materials to be handed in the next day before parting ... Maybe he is sensitive, but I can always capture those trivial details.

One day, my aunt was on a temporary business trip, and my uncle went out to socialize, so my cousin and I had to buy some snacks from outside to cope with dinner. In front of the stall selling hand-grabbed cakes, I was as silent as ever, and my cousin rummaged around for change, only to find that I was distracted again and suddenly said, "Why don't you always laugh?" Before I could answer, he took the tomato sauce from my aunt's hand and drew a big smiling face on my cake.

You know, his childish but sincere behavior has lived in my heart for many years.

as we get to know each other, we lose our initial formality. Fang Cheng, who is older than me, often jokingly calls me a "kid", and I gradually become cheerful, shouting "Geometry will eventually destroy the equation" to fight back. Cousin laughed at our naivety, but soon joined in and "denounced" Fang Cheng with me.

I once wrote in my diary that Dafu Street, which is neither too long nor too short, is the best road in my youth.

In the summer of the third year, there was still not much rain in Wuwei. We went for a walk by Tianma Lake on the grounds of relieving stress for my senior high school entrance examination. The breezes in Tianma Lake in midsummer and the clouds steaming on the lake make the northwest, which should have been rough and wild, poetic. My cousin was teasing the toddler. I sat on the wooden railing of the sidewalk on the lake and watched Fang take pictures of the water plants with a camera. Suddenly, I feel that the westward journey that I was ridiculed as "exile" was actually a wonderful thing.

Fang Fang suddenly turned around, and I staggered my eyes in a hurry. He came against the sun and leaned against the railing beside me at random: "Come on, kid, come on in the middle school entrance examination, and we will be alumni when we come to No.1 Middle School."

in a few words, I was suddenly at a loss. I vaguely replied "Yes, I will refuel", but I blushed for no reason.

I know, it's a sudden awakening of a girl's heart, which is described by an idiom as "heart pounding".

5.

Three years later, the Leitai Han Tomb reunited and left each other hastily.

that afternoon, after finishing the interview task, I ran to the door of No.1 Middle School alone. The stall selling hand-grabbed cakes is still not far from No.1 Middle School, but it is no longer the boss. I bought a smiley face with no ketchup in it. I took a photo of the rebuilt No.1 middle school gate, and I went to caress the toes of the stone lion. You know, some ritual behaviors are the best way to pay tribute to the past.

it's time to finish school, and the younger brothers and sisters are going out one after another. There are still people waiting for their peers at the gate of Shishi, but everyone young has their own unique drama.

I thought Fang would visit my alma mater, but I didn't expect it to be the same evening. Like a long time ago, he came to me with a gentle and beautiful smile from a teenager. If he wasn't wearing a school uniform, I would even blurt out "Let's go home". I put my hand-held cake into my mouth in a disguised way, and wiped my eyes with the back of my hand.

"I've been gone for several years. Go back and have a look." Party is casually throw a word, then took his steps toward the one in the past.

He greeted the doorman teacher skillfully, and we became retrograde in school uniforms grandly. There is no scene of digging a wishing bottle in the novel, and there is no scene of looking for the name carved on the trunk in the TV series. We just walked around the playground in tandem and walked around ...

Look, there are always so many embarrassing silences between us when my cousin is not here.

I smiled bitterly and stopped Fang Cheng, who was walking in front, with a dry voice: "Let's go, we have to close the school gate."

He gave me a look and nodded, always looking like jade as before.

the dream has become a thing of the past, and the story has become stubborn. What happened in the past three years, I never asked my cousin, and I never contacted Fang Cheng, knowing nothing, which is the best summary. However, even if I knew, what could I do? A burst of sorrow that is done is suddenly surging, and the tears that I suppressed for a day finally burst out.

In the misty eyes, the big boy in front of him frowned and panicked, but in the end, he didn't ask questions like "What's wrong with you". He just said "Don't cry, kid" with unchanging gentleness ...

"The temperature difference in Wuwei is too big, and you caught a cold." I prevaricated and deliberately used the coldest words to draw a clear line with myself in the past.

He sighed lightly, said nothing more, took my half-eaten cake and put a packet of paper towels in my hand. It's still the one that was careful enough to make me sad.

I ran out of No.1 Middle School on my own, like a cage that broke out of the past.

VI.

Actually, No.1 Middle School is not my alma mater, because I have only been here for less than a year.

Time is in a hurry. In that year, I got a good grade in the senior high school entrance examination, and I was able to borrow some books. My cousin and Fang Cheng also went from a leisurely senior one to a nervous senior three. It's more convenient for us to get together, so we don't have to wait for everyone to go home.

at that time, we spent more time together, and gradually found that a bud sprouted in our hearts was growing up constantly.

I have learned a sentence, which is called: I don't know what to do, but it goes on and on. I didn't even watch idol dramas in the past, so I suddenly became melodramatic and asked myself again and again, "Will he like you?"

But I always hesitate to answer my preset questions. However, I tried to find proof in any place that has no logical connection: when I eat rainbow candy, I will think, if the last one is red, you just like me; When climbing a mountain, I will think that if I finally climb the top with my left foot, you just like me; When I buy magazines, I think that if there is a magazine I like in the newsstand, you just like me ... < P > The fact is that I deliberately left a red candy when I was eating candy, and then ate it with satisfaction; I deliberately stepped up two steps when climbing the mountain, just to reach the top with my left foot; When I bought a magazine, I deliberately took a detour to the newsstand, because there was always a magazine I liked ... < P > At that time, I deluded myself into trying to answer, but the emotional test paper gave me another answer, which made the original 5% introduction fall to zero instantly.

On the day of winter vacation, I returned to Wuwei early from my hometown. God knows which is more convincing: studying hard or vaguely missing someone.

We are still "hanging out" together. Sometimes we go to the countryside to shoot farmhouses, and sometimes we go to the wild to have barbecues, putting our greatest youth into the small Wuwei.

one day, I went to talk to my classmates.