Immersed in childhood memories, I seemed to hear the laughter of Ishikawa River at that time. When I was a child, I liked to go to the river under the rainstorm in summer. When I was a child, I liked to play barefoot in the water. I seem to see that little girl picking dandelions and catching grasshoppers on the Yuan Shang in Jingshan, or sitting on a wooden plow pulled by an old cow. ...
My great-grandmother and I had a wonderful childhood together. There were not all kinds of toys when I was a child, but my ingenious great-grandmother was good at making small toys by hand. She used the remaining wool and cloth pieces to make wool balls, tied them with ropes to play with, and a kite made of paper. Or take me to the field to enjoy the fun of nature, weave a wreath with poplar leaves, dig oil spoons and vegetables, and stick the petals of Celosia cristata on my nose.
Before I was born, my great-grandmother came to my house and lived in my house for more than ten years. It was not until I was seven or eight years old that my great-grandmother returned to my uncle's house. According to my grandmother, my great-grandmother used to live in Tongchuan with my uncle, and then she got sick. At that time, there was no cure, so she took it back to her hometown and resigned herself to fate. Under the careful care of grandparents, my great-grandmother survived strongly and lived healthily, and also helped to take care of my granddaughter and my great-grandson. Love continues here, and the lives of four generations are linked by the great title of "mother". A family with four generations living under one roof is full of warmth and happiness.
Memory is selective, the past is like a cocoon. When it touches the soft part of the soul, it will be stripped off layer by layer, and scenes of the past will reappear in front of us.
I remember when I was five or six years old, one day after dinner, a beggar's grandmother came to the village. It wasn't very cold, but she wore a dark headscarf and a shabby dress with many patches on it. Her great-grandmother immediately brought her into the room with a stick in her hand. She has just finished eating noodles, so she has no time to cook. I brought her a steamed bread directly, mixed noodles with Chili and chopped green onion, and brought her a bowl of warmth. Two old ladies were sitting on the edge of a heatable adobe sleeping platform, chatting while eating, taking a look at me from time to time. Curiosity is a child's nature. I looked at the strange grandmother, who told my great-grandmother that she was from Beishan (a town in the north of Fuping County, called Beishan locally). When she left, my great-grandmother stuffed two steamed buns into her arms. At that time, the rural conditions were not good, and there was nothing else to eat at home. I wonder where grandma will go to beg next The kindness of my great-grandmother also deeply influenced me, teaching me to keep a kind heart forever and grow up happily in the sun!
People often say: one generation is in the heart, and the other generation is in the root. My great-grandmother spoiled me, too. When I reach school age, I don't want to go to school and cry every day. My grandparents are both hard and soft. I have no choice. When she yelled at me, my great-grandmother severely attacked my grandparents. I pouted and assumed a winner's posture, but in the end I was dragged to the school gate by my grandparents, and a group of children dragged me in. It's still a little embarrassing to think about it. Preschool class didn't love school, and then went to primary school, and it slowly got better.
At the age of seven, my brother was born. At that time, there was still a feudal thought of favoring boys over girls in rural areas. Because my grandmother gave birth to three daughters, the birth of my brother made my great-grandmother very happy, but it didn't reduce her love for me. Soon, my uncle retired from Tongchuan and returned to his hometown to take back his great-grandmother. Although he is in the same village, he can't meet every day. A year later, my great-grandmother couldn't walk steadily, so she bought her a hand-cranked wheelchair. She can come to my house by herself. Slowly, her upper limbs were paralyzed in bed for more than a year, and her 84-year-old life was still in that winter.
When my great-grandmother left, she wore a shroud with a blue background and a golden blessing and embroidered soles. Before she died, she lay quietly on the coffin board, as if asleep. The adults didn't let the children see it. I peeked through the door. Great-grandmother left with the thoughts of her loved ones. When her grandmother was nine, her grandfather died. In addition, her youngest son died young, and her great-grandmother struggled to raise her five children. Like ordinary working women in this land, she interprets the meaning of life with diligence and kindness. Even in the face of the ups and downs of fate, she used her strength to meet the waves of life.
Because of my major, I have increased my respect for life. I've also seen dying patients and dissected bodies. In the face of the vast number of teachers who are engaged in medicine, awe far exceeds timidity. Birth, aging, illness and death are the cruelest things in the world, and they are also the laws of nature. But in the long river of life, there are always some things that are eternal, with ripples and eddies, gurgling the secrets of life. Looking back on a certain course of life, whether it is family affection or virtue, it will be passed down in another way.
The kiln in my great-grandmother's hometown was buried long ago, and my uncle moved back to Tongchuan. The yard is overgrown with weeds, and the grass on my great-grandmother's grave is yellow and blue. My great-grandmother has been gone for ten years, and the little girl has grown up.