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An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018)

January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s…

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An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018)

January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,…

An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018)

January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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Su Jiayuan is a familiar but unfamiliar place. I am familiar with it because it is the village where I once joined the queue, and strange because I haven’t been close to it for too long. Today, I am back to this familiar and unfamiliar place. My thoughts are like silk and my heart is tightly twined. Out of Yijun County, drive about 15 kilometers to the north along Baomao Highway. After turning up in a place called qiugou, it will take another 10 minutes’ drive to sujiawyuan. The road leading to sujiawuan has become a gravel road. Although it is not wide, the two cars can still pass by walking towards each other. The road was much flatter, so I was worried about going wrong. When I first set foot on this road 44 years ago, it was hideous. The carrier carrying luggage was turned over with tens of millions of caution. In order to avoid taking the wrong road, stop the car and confirm to the tractor driver who is driving across the road, then move forward with confidence. June is a colorful season. Several white clouds were floating in the blue sky, and the Green Corn covered a large area of land. The path winding in the emerald green is like a yellow ribbon swinging in the breeze. Looking around, we can see a few folk houses vaguely. Cars have entered the village. Some portals are wide open and some are closed. The whole village did not see people, and even the unique scene of crowing and barking in the countryside no longer existed. The car was parked under that thousand-year-old locust tree, trying to find the memory of that year. The old way to enter the village was abandoned. The earth cave which was originally built along the mountain with three layers of layout collapsed. Only those trees, the grass and the bare yellow land after collapse are still full of vitality and even a little arrogant. My friend helped me take some photos under the old locust tree, as if to keep those beautiful memories of the past forever. Why is the village of sujiayuan, which originally had a small population, so quiet and quiet that makes people feel flustered? Why is it so cold and desolate that makes people dare not speak out. Finally, I chose a family with open doors to find out the truth. With the help of a peasant woman who I didn’t know but could call out my name, she found Yang Tianye, the hard labourer in the village at that time. When he was in the queue, he was in his twenties. He was strong and energetic, and he was one of the best men in the village to work. It was the element of the landlord who hurt him. After the reform and opening up, he became the village head for a period of time. At present, he is already an old man in the village, over seventy years old. As soon as he stepped into the gate, he came out to greet me and held my hand tightly. Before I asked him something, the first thing he told me was that the former villagers were gone. There are only three or four of them left. After listening to his introduction, I roughly calculated in my heart that during the years I left, there were six or seven dozen people, and the average life span was about 60. Heart slightly sour. Under the leadership of Tian Ye, I visited seven families in total. I didn’t bring anything to the folks, and the big watermelons in my family showed my heart. Although there are not many people, they are also affectionate. They told me that it was much better now than when I was in the queue. Thirty years ago, a brick kiln was built on the tableland. The yard was large and the house was wide. Later, the electricity was also connected. I bought televisions at home, and some even bought refrigerators. Now there is no need to pay public food. The government also has some subsidies. It is not enough to drink water, but to drink pit water. After going to the west, I found that there were many kinds of agricultural machinery and even large transport vehicles. While the pigsty is empty, there is no chicken coop. Even the most important old cattle in the farm had no trace. The land in the village only grows corn, not wheat. Because the yield of drought wheat is too low. It’s OK to grow corn and it can also be sold at a good price, so I will go outside to buy some noodles. The land in sujiabei is not fertile, but it is also trying its best; People in sujiabei are not prosperous, and their lives are still continuing. At noon, it was already the time for villagers to have meals and rest. Villagers warmly greeted them to have meals and drink water. We declined politely. Because I know that water is too precious for people in sujiayuan.

Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era

The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them…

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An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018)

January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s…

Be a person who never stops growing up

Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,…

An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018)

January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,…

An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018)

January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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There are happy things and unhappy things in the past. As time goes by, they are hidden in the deepest part of the heart. Unhappy past things accumulate into mind, happy past events generate beautiful memories. When I was young, I liked listening to grandma and grandma telling the past, because every past of them was a wonderful story. Grandma and Grandma had experienced a lot of sufferings, but they never wanted to mention that they told me the best things they had experienced and the best things they felt at that time. I don’t like listening to my father and mother talking about the past, because each of their past is full of pain, and I often say, repeat, not to mention some happy things, it makes me feel that listening to them talking about the past is also a very painful thing. If I listen too much and get used to it, I will not feel painful. When I was young, I had few past events and many worries. I looked forward to growing up as soon as possible to do things that people do and have a good vision for the future. The passing years passed by. Forty years later, my grandma and Grandma had already passed away, my parents were old, and my son was 17 years old. Suddenly, I felt that there was no comparison in my life. With 40 years’ accumulation, the past events have increased and the mind has become more. This feeling could be recalled, but at that time it was already disconsolate. Unhappy worries are put in your heart, and happy past events are good memories for everyone.

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The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them…

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Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing…

An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018)

January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s…

Be a person who never stops growing up

Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,…

An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018)

January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,…

An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018)

January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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