Prose "The Big Elm" and "The Girl Selling Walnuts" Dong Kai

When I was a child, I heard from the old man that the Dai family lived in Laoting, Hebei. About 4 years ago, our ancestors fled from their hometown in Hebei to the right-back of Jinxian County. Reclaiming land for grass, thriving, with hardships and sweat, seven or eight adobe houses were built on this saline-alkali beach. In the morning, chickens crowed and dogs barked, and at night, smoke rose ...

They walked through the red beach on the coast of Bohai Sea and crossed the reeds at the mouth of Liaohe River. On the boundless grassland, they saw a tree where the sun rose. It is a big elm tree, which gives hope to the refugees and adds strength to their progress. After a long journey, I finally arrived under the tree and decided to stop here. A few men took a short rest, carefully looked around the tree, left and right, and then said, "The terrain here is flat, the land is fertile, and the northeast of the tree is a tall hill with a large area. Suitable for homestead, there is a pond in the south of the big tree, and the water in the pond is crystal clear. It is hard to find such a treasure trove of geomantic omen with lanterns! Let's settle down here! We have to thank this big tree for guiding us. When the Dai family gets rich, they will put their hands together and burn incense and kowtow.

after several generations' hard work, God's gift is good weather and abundant crops. Small village, full of vitality.

When I was young, I remember that there was a big elm tree in the south of Xitou Road in the village. Trunk straight, inserted into the sky, leafy, like a giant umbrella covering the ground. The tree looks old, its thick trunk is covered with criss-crossing wrinkles and moss, and its thick roots are deeply rooted in the soil. Branches several feet high stand tall and straight, green leaves are close to the sky, and there is a magpie nest between the branches. Every year, magpies fly in and out in pairs, giving birth to life and endless supply. The countless unknown birds chirping among the trees and singing in the air intoxicated my golden childhood.

In midsummer, after lunch, people come here from all directions to enjoy the cool, some with small stools and some with straw mats.

A little boy asked his grandfather, "Why is the branch in the south of the big tree missing half?" What about dark leaves? Grandpa called several children to his side and said with a smile, "This big elm tree has the thickest branches in the south, and there is a hole in the bottom. It is said that there is a monster hidden in the hole, and God will kill the people, and a huge thunder will break the branches. Children, you can't do bad things, and you will be punished by God if you do bad things.

enjoying the cool under the big tree, it is the young people who are eager to win in the crowd, sitting on the floor in groups of three and two. Pick up a few stones, or pull a few clay balls, draw a box, draw vertical lines and diagonal lines, what's the next pick, the next company, the next five lanes, the suffocation of cattle, the rise of dead dogs ... Whoever wants to lose, learn to bark like cats and dogs, making everyone laugh.

The old people are calm and solemn, and gather together, smoking a big pipe and talking about their parents' shortcomings. Some also talk about the growth of crops ... but the children don't want to listen to these, and they insist on telling the old man stories ...

The old man told the old story again in detail and seriously.

After telling this story, the grandfather stood up and shouted, "Young and old, today, we are enjoying ourselves carefree under the big tree, thanks to the big elm tree, which is a tree of happiness. Everyone must remember that the land you are cultivating now was cultivated by our ancestors with sweat and blood. Your shelter from the wind and rain was built by old people with their hands, so you should respect their labor.

I can't remember the year after liberation. It's almost time for Grain Rain, and the big elm tree hasn't sprouted yet. When I think of the teachings of Master Ba, that big tree is the soul of the old people in the village. Two years later, the branches of that big tree fell off in the wind, frost, rain and snow, and the bottom of the trunk rotted into a big hole. At this time, the young people in the village wanted to put it down. Some elderly people say, respect the ancestral teachings and let nature take its course! In 1958, when steel was being smelted, some leaps and bounds in the brigade, regardless of the opposition of the Dai family, forcibly dismembered the tree into five shares and made it into fuel for steel smelting. Since then, the big elm has disappeared from this land.

I remember that after the big elm tree disappeared, several grandparents said, "Children, you should know that the big elm tree is a sacred tree, and it is spiritual. In the dark, it protects the old folks, protects the whole grains and protects the prosperity of the people. Every autumn harvest, the Dai Di family, old and young, look up to your tall figure, set up an altar to burn incense and set off firecrackers in return for your kindness.

The old man said wonderfully, "For many years, there have been natural and man-made disasters, pig and chicken plagues in other villages, but Dai's four families are safe and healthy.

Without a big elm tree in the village, it seems that there is no green barrier, and the uncovered village has lost its old vitality.

The old people want to erect a monument to the old elm tree, but when they are old, they can't speak well. I can only pray for it, if there is an afterlife in the big elm tree, reproduce this magical land!

2. Essay "The Girl Selling Walnuts"

Dong Kai

That autumn, I went to Yunnan on business. The train entered the Sichuan-Yunnan border, and there was a vast expanse of mountains outside the window ...

The train stopped at a small station. Outside the window, there are a group of children aged 14 or 15. They were all in rags, carrying bamboo baskets on their shoulders, and crowded into the carriage. There was a little girl, who was very thin and had walnuts in her basket. She put the basket down shyly, wiped the sweat on her face with her hand, and pulled her messy hair back, revealing a handsome face. The half-sleeved homespun coat was patched before and after, and the trouser legs were long and short, and it was full of patches. A look is a poor girl in the mountains.

I stood up and asked her to sit down, but she waved at me and refused to sit down. And politely said, "thank you, uncle!" "I helped her pull the basket so as not to affect people crossing the road. She gave me a grateful smile ...

She grabbed a handful of walnuts from the basket and put them in my pocket. I tried to refuse her, but she was stubborn.

after a while, the little girl was no longer at home. From her difficult dialect, I understand that the little girl is 14 years old, and the walnuts at home have been harvested this year, but she can't get into the car in the mountains. If she wants to sell it, she has to recite it. My mother was ill and needed money badly, so my father asked me to sell walnuts.

The little girl said that she got up in the middle of the night and didn't come here until it was dark. She stayed in a cave for one night, so she had to leave before dawn and go back, and she had to walk for one day and one night.

I asked curiously, "How much can you earn by selling a basket of walnuts after you have walked so far? ""can you leave 15 or 6 pieces! "She smiled at me with a satisfied look.

"that's not enough for a meal! "A passenger chimed in.

The little girl said, "We all brought dry food!" "What dry food do you bring? "The cross-examine 1 again. "Sweet potato flour cake" replied the little girl. The passengers around heard it laughing.

At this moment, the announcement in the carriage rang: "Ladies and gentlemen, this train will be delayed for 3 minutes due to the weather. "I used the parking time to say to the passengers in the carriage," The walnuts sold by this little girl are delicious. Please buy some to help her! "

At this moment, someone asked," How much is a catty? " "Ten walnuts cost twenty-five cents! "I picked up the conversation:" It's quite cheap. We have 8 yuan per catty there! "

At this time, the passengers on the bus bought one after another. I helped the little girl count walnuts, and the little girl collected the money herself.

while counting walnuts, I also made an introduction: this kind of walnut skin book is delicious when eaten raw.

after a while, a basket of walnuts sold more than half.

The girl carefully packed the money and said gratefully, "Uncle, thank you, I should get off!

I helped her carry the basket on her shoulder, and then I took out a set of red clothes from the suitcase and put them in her basket.

said to the little girl, "I bought this for my granddaughter, so give it to you! "She bowed to me deeply.

At this moment, there are four migrant workers in the carriage, who quickly stand up, each taking out 5 yuan money and stuffing it into the little girl's hand. And said, "We have too many things to carry. Take out 5 yuan money and go back and buy some medicine for your mother!"! "The little girl shed tears of emotion.

In the crowd, the little girl got off the bus. She didn't go, but turned around and stood in front of the window: "Uncle, big brother! Thank you! Tears of gratitude hung on the little girl's face. At that moment, she didn't know what to say. She turned and ran to my window again: "Uncle, I won't wear the clothes you gave me first. I'll save them for my wedding! "Her voice choked up ...

" Uncle, my name is Dany, remember my name ... "

221.2.9.14.22 in Panjin

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About the author: Dong Kai. Pen name: Kai Yue. Screen name: Snow on the Peak. Ancestral home: Tongliao, Inner Mongolia, now living in Panjin, Liaoning .. China rural writer, member of Panjin Writers Association, member of Panjin Poetry Society, member of Panjin Children's Literature Society, member of Panjin Folk Artists Association, member of Panjin Musicians Association, member of Panjin Film Association, student of 218 New Era China Story Advanced Research Class, and vice chairman of Panshan Writers Association.