? Changchun is the cradle of my birth and growth. I heard that the name Dehui was in 1978, when I was nine years old. One afternoon in early spring, the new neighbor uncle came home to ask his father for help. On the first day of moving, his family didn't even have food. Mother brought a pot of corn flour in a small basin. I followed her and watched three children younger than me honestly sitting on the kang. A woman wearing a headscarf thanked her in tears.
? That day, I learned that my neighbor's uncle named Huai Guo Xiang came from Dehui. Before moving to Changchun, he was too poor to live in his hometown. Unexpectedly, it was this uncle Dehui who left a deep impression on my growing memory. In the story of my childhood, he is a storyteller. At that time, the winter in the northeast was very leisurely. Uncle Huai comes to my house to tell stories after turning on the light every day. I didn't expect a countryman from Dehui to read so many books. Many, many stories were told to me by this Dehui person when I was a child, such as "A horse knows horsepower across the mountain", "Linglong Tower", "Xiao He chasing Han Xin under the moon", "Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian" and "The West Chamber". Perhaps, the story at that time became my literary enlightenment, which made me have a soft spot for words today.
The name Dehui came into my world again in 1989, when my grocery store officially opened. Dehui Daqu Liquor, as a brand liquor in Jilin Province, has become a household name. Every new year, there must be wine in four boxes of gifts. If there is wine, most people will choose Dehui Daqu. I remember one year during the Dragon Boat Festival, my brother and sister were too busy to help sell goods. Ten boxes of dehui Daqu were snapped up before the festival was over. At that time, the sales volume of Dehui Daqu liquor was the best, from simple glass bottles to square bottles, flat bottles and hardcover bottles until 1995 when I moved to the city. My father-in-law drank the wine left over from Dehui Daqu for several years.
? Remember and forget, stay away from and close to, are all expectations in the dark. The journey in the mountains and the journey in the water will meet one day. 1996 May Day, the first time I went to Dehui. That day was Xiujuan's sister-in-law's wedding day. Her police husband is from Dehui, and his hometown is Baiyu Township. There are four brothers in the husband's family, three of whom have been admitted to the university, and only the second brother is farming at home. It took me more than two hours to leave Changchun that morning in six years and arrive in Baiyu Township, Dehui. All the way through the bumpy village road, the bumpy festival left many blessings in that spring. Who knows, it suddenly began to rain at noon that day. After the wedding, I walked slowly, but I still didn't drive out of the dirt road. The bus that sent the bride was trapped on the dirt road in the country. Everyone got off the cart except the old people and children who stayed in the car, but no matter how hard they pushed, the car skidded back and forth in the yellow mud. Finally, I found a tractor to pull it and pulled it out at four o'clock in the afternoon. My mother-in-law looked at all the guests who saw her off with mud on their feet, ashamed and sorry, but I said, "I will never come to this broken place again in my life."
? However, a word never came again, hurting time for 20 years. How much has China changed in the past 20 years?
September 20 16, as a pilot, writing took me to Dehui-Huifeng literature training camp, and gradually approached Dehui New Town and many literary friends in this city who like poetry as much as me. Meet again, simple and honest heart, smiling face, trust and friendship gradually established between people in words, blossomed in this small town. 2065438+March 2007, I came to Dehui again to attend the seminar of training camp. It was raining in Mao Mao that day, and the dense north was endowed with infinite poetry. Get off the expressway and go straight to Baisong Road. In my impression, this is the widest and longest street that runs through the whole city, and it is also the widest and most modern road that represents emerging Dehui. The high-rise buildings on both sides of the road banned the low-rise bungalows in my impression, and then visited the new city, walking from one street to eleven streets, as if crossing that hard history and brand-new rise. One vivid picture tells me that the old Dehui in my impression will never be seen again.
From June, 2065438 to June, 2007, I had the honor to participate in the "Damei Songjiang Activity" jointly organized by dehui city Municipal Government, dehui city Federation of Literary and Art Circles and other institutions, and the activity place was on the Songhua River in Caiyuanzi Township, dehui city. Walking on the way to Songhua River, flying thoughts are floating in the wind. From the urban area to the countryside, there are smooth asphalt roads, with rows of neat poplars along the road, passing through the vast Yuan Ye and dotted villages. It's not only the kitchen smoke that connects the city and the countryside, but also the endless green gauze account.
In the "Damei Songjiang" activity, I used a poem by Emperor Qianlong, Song of Sailing on the Songhua River, as a track. That piece of Yuan Ye, that sunny summer day, the freshness of ink drifted with the wind, and the exhibition of paintings by the Songhua River attracted tourists from all directions. A large-scale cultural activity shows itself, a city, an era and the people's unremitting pursuit and drive for culture in an era.
Dehui, a city that comes from poetry, has always been a stop for me. Friends who are like sisters often invite me to come to this city, digging wild vegetables in spring, harvesting crops in autumn and killing pigs and stews in winter. Then come to Dehui, and then go to the countryside. Straight country roads extend all the way to farmhouses, ridges in spring, wheat waves in autumn and fields in winter.
? Meeting Dehui gave me confidence, and meeting Dehui made me full-fledged. Dehui, the city that came to me from poetry, gave me confidence and friendship without reservation, and I also left all my writing passion and friendship here, in this small town that gave me infinite encouragement and moved. ...