Autumn prose in northern Shaanxi

I have been in northern Shaanxi for more than five months, and I have experienced the late spring, midsummer and early autumn in northern Shaanxi. In spring, northern Shaanxi is cold, yellow and bare, and it is early summer when vegetation really germinates and spits green. The scene of early autumn in northern Shaanxi is completely unique to Guanzhong in summer, and the pace of the whole season is half a beat slower than Guanzhong.

In the early morning, the sun is still lazily lying in bed, and farmers are waving hoes in the fields early. The sun is so noisy that I can't sleep. I opened my sleepy eyes and tore a gap in the morning glow angrily. My red head stuck out of Dongshan Liang, and a piece of Hui Jin was covered with green fields. The early bird sings clearly, as if cheering for the dying sun. It went through the clouds and jumped on the sea of clouds. The gullies, gullies, mountains and rivers in northern Shaanxi are suddenly angular, bright and dark. Castle Peak was also painted with a layer of golden yellow. The neat rows of corn stalks lengthen the shadows and applaud the arrival of a new day in the cool morning breeze. The cornfields in northern Shaanxi are different from those in Guanzhong, and there is no end in sight. However, the phalanx like terracotta warriors and horses in northern Shaanxi is full of ditches, forks and beams. During this period, a phalanx of autumn harvest crops such as sunflowers, millet, millet and potatoes will suddenly appear, just like flowers dotted on colorful brocade, which is very beautiful. As long as there is a palm-sized land, there will be a phalanx of autumn harvest crops, and the artificial terraces in the 1960 s, like flower rolls, were peeled off from high to low, providing a platform for autumn harvest crops to show themselves. They jump up and down wildly for fear of delaying the mature season. Xiaomi dragged his long ears like a wolf's tail and hung his head heavily, swaying gently with the breeze, accompanied by the shepherd's rough and beautiful letter-wandering in the distance, shaking his head and intoxicated; Sorghum holds its red head high, and its full ears are brushed and pricked in sunny days, and there is a kind of heroism to ask for wine from heaven. The green corn is spreading wide leaves, and the immature stick is modestly hidden under the arm for fear of being broken, but the red tassel has exposed its exact position; Xiaomi shook his broad broom-like ears, as if sweeping the dust in the air, and kept swinging with the wind, so the sky was blue, clear as a baby's eyes, clean, clear and naive; Potatoes in full bloom compete for peony, one after another, white and flawless, and the fragrance of flowers attracts birds to come for food. The scarecrow hurriedly waved the red plastic bag in his hand, scaring the birds from approaching, and only quarreled in the distance. A bed of sunflowers faces the sun in a unified way, showing a lovely smiling face and being bathed and reviewed by the sun. Pumpkin vines lay flat on the ground, and they leaned out of pumpkin-like vines, the size of small pumpkins, and curiously visited the world. The earthworm-like stream at the bottom of the ditch is singing happily. It didn't stop moving forward because it was thin, but it ran around day and night, nourishing and nurturing people and reproducing from generation to generation. The banks of the stream are covered with lush weeping willows, which dance with their hair like aunts in northern Shaanxi, charming and moving; Tall and straight, like a stalwart husband, the diamond poplar stands on the ditch, leaving the only water source to the weak wife, while guarding the beautiful aunt without complaint and never giving up. The grass at the bottom of the ditch is rich and dense, which is a paradise for cattle and sheep and a good place for people in the city to enjoy the cool.

On the shady side of the mountain and in the depression, red, bright and delicate Dandan flowers are flashed from time to time among the weeds. There are five or six pink styles in the stamens, and layers of powdery pollen are piled up on the styles, which are fragrant and warm, attracting bees to stay for a long time.

Another plant far from the water source is jujube, a specialty of northern Shaanxi. Jujube trees choose to grow on cliffs or cape. It only takes a bucket of water to dedicate the green and sweetness of a tree. Jujube can not only quench thirst, but also satisfy hunger. Just like the people of northern Shaanxi, simple, simple, selfless and atmospheric. It is this unique selfless dedication that led the China revolution to victory.

At noon, the sun lost his temper. The temperature soared to over 30 degrees. Sunflowers hang their eyes slightly, while corn, sorghum, pumpkin and potatoes hang their leaves one after another, protecting the fruit as much as possible, just like a young woman veiled to protect her children in a sandstorm. The scorching sun scorched the earth, and people with thorns like wheat were on fire. It seems that people in northern Shaanxi have long been used to this relatively bad weather. People seldom see umbrellas for shade in the street, so people are calm and in a hurry as always.

In the afternoon, Gebaba fell from the sky and hit the headland heavily, shaking the caves to the ground. A dark cloud came to Xishan with a strong wind, and suddenly the wind blew hard and the world was yellow. The loess rolled up by the wind is too narrow to open your eyes. People can only bend over, bow their heads in the strong wind, cover their foreheads with their hands and stumble home. In a short time, raindrops as big as copper coins drilled through the gap in the wind and fell obliquely on the gullies of the Loess Plateau, splashing layers of yellow fog. Blink of an eye, the rain has woven a rain curtain in the sky, and muddy yellow mud surges down the headland, river ditch and road. Suddenly, with a bang, a flash of lightning cut through the thick clouds and made the world bright. People who are in a hurry to go home are like a drowned rat. Some are running, riding electric cars, riding bicycles and driving cars. The storm can't stop them from going home. The rain suddenly filled the streets, forming an overwhelming yellow flood, surging towards the endless river. Clinker, stop this thunderstorm when you say so. Just now, there was lightning and thunder, and it rained cats and dogs, giving people a feeling of the end of the world. It disappeared in an instant and became a sunny day. The rain in northern Shaanxi comes and goes quickly, and it will not stop for a few days. Just like the men in northern Shaanxi are bold and agile, and the autumn harvest crops thrive.

After a day of trekking and tossing, the sun failed to tame the mountains, land and people in northern Shaanxi, and finally dragged his tired body down the western hills. The fiery red and beautiful sunset greeted it politely, and at the moment it sank into the western hills, it took an unyielding look at this magical land.

The crescent moon showed a lovely smiling face, sprinkled soft silver light all over the earth, and stroked this scarred and criss-crossed gully. A few twinkling stars on the horizon blinked naughtily, as if to say hello to the earth after the rain. The hot and dry weather during the day is swept into the Wuding River by the cool west wind, and flows into the distance with the turbulent river. People go out of their homes one after another, chatting in the warm countryside, in the leisure square of the city and under the willow trees. Accompanied by sonorous gongs and drums and cheerful suona, the Yangko team dressed in national costumes came. Men's colored fans, women's dancing colored silk. The atmosphere is very lively. Actors work during the day, dress up at night, take vigorous steps, twist, swing, walk, jump and turn, and dance heartily in Yangko Square. The yangko team is led by towels tied with sheep bellies and umbrellas with flower umbrellas. With the beat of the music, the yangko team improvised. He led the singer and all the players repeated his last sentence. The words are vivid and easy to understand, and the audience cheered loudly, but I didn't know that my hands were distressed. Someone shouted, "Knock it up and twist it up, or sing it without knocking." Their actions are exaggerated, their expressions are rich, they are bold, bold and generous, which fully embodies the simple, simple, cheerful and optimistic character of the people in northern Shaanxi. They use this simple and elegant art form to express their joy of harvest and their yearning for a better life.

Oh, the autumn in northern Shaanxi is full of joy and longing for a bumper harvest in the happy folds on farmers' faces; Autumn in northern Shaanxi is melodious and tragic in the festive and rough suona sound; In autumn in northern Shaanxi, it is warm and unrestrained in the plump and gentle yangko. In autumn in northern Shaanxi, the mountains and waters are clear. Autumn in northern Shaanxi is a season of harvest, joy, yearning and beauty.