Qin Yu: Summer night in the country.

The night in the country comes early, without the hustle and bustle of the city, it is very quiet. As night falls, there is still some afterglow in the west, and the sky is covered with a piece of red, which gradually fades away and is finally filled with night. The mountains in the distance become blurred by clarity, outlined in starlight and moonlight; The big trees at the edge of the village have changed from shadows to endless "earth bags"; Some familiar landscapes, such as farmhouses and rural cement roads, are hidden among them; Without the barrier of high-rise buildings and dazzling neon lights, the cement roads in the countryside are faintly white and meander to every corner of the countryside. The lights in the farmyard add a unique color to the night in the country. After a short fame, the night returned to its original face-darkness.

In summer, the night in the country comes late. Several shouts came from the dirt road in the country. Several elderly people in the village shouted at cattle and sheep near and far. After eating grass all afternoon, my stomach is full and I can't wait to go back at once. Perhaps it is the hot weather that makes them urgently need to replenish water, so that they can get enough grass and water to meet their needs, otherwise they will get fat. Or avoid the insecurity caused by darkness and hide in a safe and comfortable house as soon as possible.

The hot weather makes the farmhouse stuffy. After eating in a hurry, the farmers who had worked hard all day were "driven out" of the farmhouse. The men took teapots, cigarettes and stools and put them under the big tree beside the neat and flat roadway outside the courtyard gate. They sat together in twos and threes, sipping thick tea water by moonlight and feeling comfortable all over. The fan in your hand is fanned leisurely, or a cigarette is lit and smoked. Women quickly packed up and joined the crowd of women, talking about different topics.

Every once in a while, there is a small group of people in the alley. They are like the old people in "Watching the Theatre", turning on their fashionable "Walkman", tasting the bold "Shaanxi Opera" and galloping in the long river of history with the majestic music. Or smile at life, can't help but sigh, this is not what it used to be, and I feel very satisfied; Or savor the joys and sorrows of life, endless arguments and endless supplements; Or discuss your own information and news, exchange your own work experience ... enjoy the happiness of life, and let your tired body be more energetic tomorrow with the encouragement of spirit. After a burst of excitement, the tiredness of work climbed onto his forehead. It turned out to be midnight. Ahaha smiled, packed up the "guys", then planned tomorrow's work and walked home.

In the following days, the night in the countryside came slowly, came early, and the night set early, becoming more and more intense. The stars in the sky, the Big Dipper unconsciously turned bucket handle to the south, indicating that the hot summer is about to pass or the harvest autumn is coming. If you listen carefully, those crops that are about to mature in fields and orchards are greedily absorbing nutrients and trying to write an alternative song of life. Hey! "The sound of their growth is the sonorous evidence of their life journey.

In the dead of night in that field, all kinds of insects quiver with "sounds", and in the dead of night, they play autumn marches and symphonies. They play tirelessly and happily, which is not disturbing at all. A sense of return and intimacy arises spontaneously, which makes people feel the beauty and magic of nature.

Tireless stars, flashing in the air, pay attention to everything in the world and dress up the countryside night more beautifully; Unwilling to be lonely, the meteor jumped out and quietly cut through the night sky, leaving a short light; Cowherd and Weaver Girl across the river are persistent in appearance, sticking to the loyalty of love and continuing to interpret the myth of love.

At night in the countryside, my impetuous and anxious heart was temporarily comforted and calm, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, so quiet that people were relaxed and happy, no longer tired of utilitarianism, and my tired heart returned to the past that I missed. It is also so dull, no noise, no irritability, so that the soul can return to an unpretentious pure land.

I want to try my best to live in the countryside at night, so that this wonderful time can flow slowly and effectively from me; I once greedily wanted to occupy every beam of light, air and sound ... I really owned my life, embraced my life, kept troubles away from me, kept depression and bad luck away from me, enjoyed every gift of life to the maximum, enjoyed the love from God, opened my heart, let the sun shine directly on my heart, put aside my troubles and worries, lived happily and cherished everything I had and experienced.

Author brief introduction Qin Yu, formerly known as Qin, 1982, from Shangluo, Shaanxi. Member of Shangluo Poetry Society and director of Shangluo Young Writers Association. His works are scattered in Guangming Daily, China Culture and Art Newspaper and Ci magazine.