Zhong Wenbiao, when plum blossoms are in full bloom.

When plum blossoms are in full bloom, when plum blossoms are in full bloom

Zhong wenbiao

one

Many plum trees were planted behind my hometown when I was a child. The plum trees here are all old, and there are always many broken branches in the rough and cracked branches. Miraculously, in winter, it is full of silvery white trees; As soon as spring comes, the trees cover the sun and are full of vitality. We have formed an indissoluble bond with the plum tree in Houshan since childhood. They are like kind elders, with rough and crooked branches and prickly edges. They are weather-beaten hands and often hold us in their arms. We like to hide and seek under plum trees, and naughty children will ride on the trunk to play. Sometimes, even after we are wronged, we quietly run under the plum tree and lie on the strong branches, crying. This kind plum tree soothes our tender hearts.

Every winter, snow-white plum petals fall gently, and children will come and tell adults: "It's snowing in the back mountain! ..... "The adults can't help laughing.

The plum tree behind my hometown has a deep fate with my uncle. My father told me that in that war-torn era, many people were hungry and homeless. One winter morning, a mother came to our village with her six or seven-year-old son and begged along the way. Due to lack of clothes and food, they are sallow and emaciated and dying. Looking at the poor mother and son, my great-grandmother decided to tighten her belt and take them in. But this tenacious mother, thinking that she was sick and unwilling to drag others down, entrusted her son to my great-grandmother, and then quietly went to other places to beg ... Great-grandmother raised her children as her grandchildren and let them go to school. This child is my great-uncle.

Childhood nightmares brought irreparable trauma to my uncle's heart. He is eccentric and unsmiling. Later, I don't know where uncle got a lot of plum trees and planted them all over the back hill of his hometown. Whenever plum blossoms are in full bloom, he always stands under the tree for a long time, letting the small petals of plum blossoms fall on his head, face and body, revealing a satisfied smile-plum blossoms bring a little spiritual comfort to his uncle.

My uncle has never been married in his life and his life is very lonely. But he never wants to trouble others, and often helps villagers in trouble generously.

Now, my uncle is long gone, plum trees have been cut down, bamboo and various economic trees have been planted behind my hometown, and our sense of loss is getting heavier and heavier.

"Broken bridge outside the post, lonely and ownerless. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, already exhausted, but also subject to wind and rain. Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Scattered into mud, ground into dust, only the fragrance remains ... "My uncle, who lived a miserable life, reappeared in my mind.

We hope that the plum blossoms behind our hometown are still in full bloom.

two

This winter, I just joined the work.

This is a special morning. The sun hid, and there was a cold wind blowing on the ground. In such cold weather, people can freeze out a hole as soon as they reach out their hands, feeling that no amount of clothes can resist the cold. What a pleasant thing to hide in a warm bed at this time! But just when I thought about the dozens of eyes eager for knowledge in that class, all my worries vanished.

Nearly noon, Feifei hasn't come to class yet, and she is very nervous. Feifei is really a clever and sensible child. Her mother has been dead for many years, and she lives alone with her father. She just turned eleven this year. She is thin and helps her father do a lot of housework every day. Feifei and more than 20 classmates live in a remote mountain village more than ten miles from school. It takes more than two hours to go to school by mountain road every day.

After school, I made an appointment with several young colleagues to come to Feifei's house together. It turned out that Feifei's father was ill, and she insisted on staying at home to take care of him. Feifei was feeding pigs in the pigsty when we arrived. Her round face, flushed with cold, looks even more silly and lovely. I can't bear to say a word of criticism.

We sat for a while, and Feifei said to us childishly, "My plum tree is in blossom. Do you want me to show you? " We agreed happily. Feifei's house is two low brick houses. The house is built on the hill. In front of the house is a row of pigsty made of wooden sheds, and there is a piece of Meilin on the hillside behind the house. There were not many fields in the mountain village. Feifei's father dug up the barren hills behind the house bit by bit and planted plum trees, which gradually turned into a Li Zilin. Plum trees are planted on the terraced fields on the hillside. Although they are neatly arranged, their attitude towards free growth is not restricted at all. Some of them leaned out, some were solemn and silent, some looked at each other ... A huge white dome stood on the trunk of the tree, and the tree stood, leaned, lay and squatted.

This tree full of plum blossoms, like snow pressing branches, is really refreshing. We danced and laughed happily under the tree. Feifei, who is used to the mountain road, is more like a happy little rabbit, jumping around us, while we stumble along this rugged mountain road, which makes Feifei laugh.

"Wind and rain send spring home, flying snow welcomes the spring. The cliff is already a hundred feet of ice, and there are beautiful flowers. Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it. When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes ... "Looking at this snow-white plum blossom, we can't help chanting. Feifei pointed to the plum tree and wittily said to us, "Teacher, it doesn't snow here. Look at that plum blossom! " We smiled and said, "Plum blossom is the national flower, and its spirit is everywhere in the motherland!" " "

At this time, two aunts passed by the plum forest. They knew that we were Feifei's teachers and greeted us warmly-"Young man, it's really hard for you to go up the mountain to care for our children in such a cold day." One of the aunts asked with concern, "Young man, many people have gone to work in the city to earn money. You are still in this corner of the mountain, and it is really rare to train our children! " Don't go, the children here need you. If you don't have the right person, I'll be happy to match it for you. I promise to introduce the best girl in our village to you. "We were amused:" Aunt, thank you for your kindness. In fact, we have already taken a fancy to the plum blossoms here! " " ……

In fact, we know very well that in this wave of "going to sea", there are very few young teachers who can take root in mountainous areas and work with peace of mind, especially the older young people who teach in mountain villages. It's really hard to find the right target. This encounter touched the old lady. She really found someone to fix her up and married her precious daughter Meihua to a teacher in our school. Plum blossoms are kind-hearted, gentle and intelligent, as pure and lovely as plum blossoms.

three

Plum blossoms are in full bloom this year.

This is really a pleasant weekend. After a few days of rain and cold, the sky finally cleared up, the sky was blue and the sun shone warmly on the earth.

Early in the morning, I took my family and many friends to drive to Huang Qiang Forest Farm to enjoy the plum blossoms facing the mountains. The old narrow road has become a wide cement road. The mountain road twists and turns, and tourists and vehicles are in an endless stream. Although it is already winter, it is green everywhere, and there are lush trees everywhere, just like in a forest park.

Passing by the former site of the headquarters of the Second Division of the Chinese Workers and Peasants Revolutionary Army. The revolutionary historical relics in front of me are particularly solemn against the backdrop of green mountains and green waters, which fascinates me with the brilliant feats of revolutionary heroes in the past. A loud voice keeps echoing in my ears: red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, who is dancing with colorful exercises? After the rain, the sun went down again and the mountains were blue. In those days, the fierce fighting was urgent, and the village wall in front of the hole was punched to decorate the mountain. Now it looks better. ……

Soon, we arrived at the former site of the 49th Regiment of the 17th Division of the Sixth Army of the Chinese Workers and Peasants Red Army. The former site of the regimental headquarters is next to the hillside and stands in a sea of flowers. They are three ordinary brick houses, equipped with bedding and simple daily necessities used by soldiers in those days. In such an extremely difficult living environment, our dear soldiers have to stand the test of life and death every moment in order to seek revolutionary truth. What a firm revolutionary belief and tenacious revolutionary spirit!

A few days ago, the rain knocked off many plum petals, but I was surprised to find that the little tender plum had stood proudly. Bare branches are in bud, and new life is quietly coming. Mei-admiring tourists loiter in groups of three and five, taking pictures as souvenirs and enjoying themselves. The children were overjoyed and chased and frolicked. The plum garden is full of joyful sounds. I think plum blossom is no longer a sad, helpless and cold classical beauty, but a pure, free and beautiful angel on earth.

Today, "prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality, justice, the rule of law, patriotism, professionalism, honesty and friendliness" have become the socialist core values we practice together. People's lifestyle and concept of life have quietly changed, and advocating freedom, happiness, health and leisure is the main theme of today's life. However, isn't this the last wish of the revolutionary martyrs and the fruit of the revolution? ! The martyrs have long gone, and the gurgling river in the garden is telling us our endless thoughts about the heroes.

A friend said that the plum blossoms in the ancient plum garden in the south of Chaoshan Mountain bloom late and are worth seeing. So, we rushed to Gumeiyuan. As a friend said, these hundreds of miles of plum blossoms have been extending along the hillside. This vast expanse of plum blossoms is like smoke and fog, and we seem to be in an ethereal fairyland. I was deeply shocked by this magnificent scenery and had to sigh the magic and greatness of the creator.

Look carefully at this blooming plum blossom, each one is beautiful. Petals are smiling, both like shy girls and proud and independent. Her spiritual whiteness and beauty are amazing, and her arrogance in the sky is even more convincing.

I think, under the surface of every Leng Yan, there is a fiery and sincere heart. Look! She let the birds fly on the lush flowers. She admired the butterfly's light flying posture. She was fascinated by the constant buzzing of bees ... the gently shaking branches were the happy expression of her love, and the wisps of fragrance she gave out were the way for her to tell people how she felt.

At this moment, I was suddenly enlightened. Plum blossoms bloom every year, but they are also struggling with nature! When we are in a quiet corner and feel sorry for ourselves because of the impermanence of the world, have you ever thought about her loneliness and helplessness when giving charcoal in the snow? When our ambition is hard to pay and we feel that life is too short, how can we understand her selflessness and openness?

Won't it be more demanding to be transplanted than any other natural flower? ? Even if people have different opinions, plum blossoms are still in full bloom every year, and will surely reach the extreme. At this time, an old voice sounded in my ear-"If you are poor, you will be complacent, but if you are good, you will be determined!" ……