Rhapsody of Entertainment Rebirth

The long night finally passed, and the early morning light made the mountains and rivers confirm their existence again.

After a night of various experimental confirmations, Shanhe was convinced of his rebirth. He returned to the summer of 1997, the summer vacation that brought him endless regret.

Well, no matter how he came back, he would once again experience this great era as a thirteen-year-old boy.

His father, Qiu Jiang, was a high school Chinese teacher at No. 1 Middle School in northern Fujian. When he was young, he was an angry and melancholy literary young man. Most of his modest income was used to produce literary masterpieces and monthly novels at home.

Her mother, Xie Meiyu, took over her grandfather's job as a postal office salesperson at the age of eighteen.

They had a family in the first year of their marriage, and in the seventh year they unexpectedly became pregnant with their second child. The mother's identity as a She ethnic minority ensured that the child was born safely. The family of four lived a peaceful life in the county town of northern Fujian. The biggest changes were almost related to Children related.

In the past time and space, in the summer of 1997, Shanhe played with fire in the small courtyard left by his grandfather, turning everything in the family to ashes except for him. He could never get rid of the trauma caused by burning his body, and he lived in numbness.

Shanhe wanted to temporarily avoid the place where the tragedy happened. He needed time to adapt and change.

"Mom, after I get home tomorrow, I want to go back to the countryside to see my grandparents."

"A few days ago, your dad asked you to go back to the countryside to accompany your grandparents. You still didn't want to, so you just wanted to have fun. Why did you change your mind today?" Chuxi.

"I miss my grandparents. My hometown is cooler than Chengguan. I can take my sister to play." Shanhe prayed and assured his mother.

"Okay, daddy was planning to go back to the countryside to help your grandparents cut rice. Take good care of your sister. Don't leave her and run away again. If you do it again, you will settle the old and new debts together!"

The first day back was spent peacefully in the hospital's chatter.

The next day, Shanhe returned to the home he had dreamed of for many years. Everything was as before, with an old square table and an old-fashioned 18-inch color TV. The small courtyard in the city gate left by his grandfather was more beautiful and warm than in his memory.

The main house, side room, kitchen and a short barge wall form a small patio. There is a large water tank standing on the drainage ditch made of stone. There are potted plants left by grandpa and orchids that my mother likes around. . It's great that everything is still there.

My mother returned to work to cancel her leave, and my father took his sister to Master Yu's house next door to express his gratitude, leaving Shanhe lying on the wooden sofa and thinking quietly.

The memories of the past twenty years or so did not seem to have given Shanhe many life skills. After all, the broken life and the scars on the soul left a mess.

Shanhe kept himself closed most of the time. The trauma in his heart made him extremely insecure. He didn't know how to redeem himself. Sometimes you can never recover from a mistake.

This situation directly resulted in him not having much contact with the outside world, not understanding interpersonal relationships, and even acting like a child, which is called innocent at best, but stupid at worst.

I don’t know much about stocks, technology, investment and other trends. I only have a certain literary foundation and aesthetic appreciation from the Internet writing work for more than ten years, and then there are the books and film and television works I have read at home.

When he was thirteen years old again, everything started again. He just wanted to seize the present and keep his own happiness.

During the days when they were recuperating at home, Qiu Jiang and his wife noticed the changes in their son. In addition to taking his sister to meet her various requests, his son spent most of the time quietly reading in the living room and telling his sister what he heard from nowhere. Fairy tales can even help your mother with some housework like cleaning.

The two couples were a little scared and at a loss at first, and took turns talking to their son. Shanhe explained that he had had a nightmare for decades, and presented the past life to his family as a dream.

The mother held her son and cried bitterly, while the father sat aside and was speechless and dignified. Shanhe gently broke the heaviness: "Dad, let's go back to our hometown tomorrow. I miss my grandparents."

"Okay, let your mother take a few days off, and our family will stay in the country for a few more days. Dad has to teach the graduating class this summer, and your mother can't control you while working during the day. You and your sister can stay with your grandparents this summer!" Qiu Jiang watched Shanhe and his son make their decision.

"What should I do about Teacher Yu and my wife? My wife has been teaching children to draw for more than a year. Didn't we agree the day before yesterday that we would continue to stay at home to study painting during the summer vacation?" Xie Meiyu asked to stabilize her mood.

Qiu Jiang looked at his son who was nestling in his mother's arms with distress: "The child is hurt and needs to be taken care of. In the past, I was afraid that my parents would spoil the child, but it's different now. It's best to go back to the countryside. I'll go talk to Teacher Yu."

Qiu Dahai was waiting at the entrance of the village early in the morning. Yesterday, his son asked someone to bring a letter, saying that he would come back and stay for a few days. The grandson and granddaughter will stay in their hometown for two months. The old couple couldn't be happier.

I miss my grandchildren. They are not used to living in the city for a long time. My granddaughter is too old and does not need the help of the old couple. There is still farm work to take care of at home. The old couple who are not sick and have no disasters are not convinced by this old man. They just can't look at their grandchildren every day. .

Just before dawn, the old woman came out to pick someone up.

Shanhe saw his grandfather waiting at the entrance of the village as soon as he got off the minibus. Looking at the little old man who raised him in his memory, he couldn't help but rush into his grandfather's arms and hug him tightly.

"My Xiaohe, you miss your grandpa. Why are you still crying? Did your dad hit you and rebelled? Tell grandpa and grandpa will take care of him! Xixi, you miss your grandpa too!"

Looking at the children vying to throw themselves into the old man's arms, Xie Meiyu couldn't help but smile: "Dad, why did you come out of the village to pick me up? It's been a long time. Don't listen to these two little bastards. We didn't deal with them. I It seems like they just want to have fun in their hometown!"

"Why would I resist? It's only natural for me to deal with him. Besides, you've dealt with me before too!" Qiu Jiang followed with a big suitcase.

"How can you compare with my grandson? You used to be called Jiang Hou, and you didn't get a roof over your head for three days. If I don't punish you, you can still become a teacher and eat from the government?"

The old man glared at Qiu Jiang with a look of disgust, then let go of Shanhe, whose eyes were red, and picked up little Chuxi, "Xiaohe, you have grown up. Men don't want to cry. If you have any grievances, go home and talk to grandpa. Meiyu, Let’s go home, your mother-in-law has cooked dinner at home,”

Returning to his old house, with his grandma caressing him a lot of good grandchildren, Shanhe took his sister to start a different summer vacation and a different life.

There are many rural areas in the south, with many mountains and rivers, and many small animals and bugs.

In the past, Shanhe didn't like to come to his hometown because there was no TV at night and no playmates during the day. Although he could go up the mountain and down the river, his grandparents were very careful and could only plop a few times in the small ditch at the door.

But now the mountains and rivers are like a fish in water. Based on the rural life experience in my memory, I took my sister to the fields to catch frogs and fish; .

The swallows, centipedes, and even mice that lived in the old house were woven into interesting stories by the mountains and rivers and told to my sister.

There was no TV at night, so I took my sister to catch mosquitoes with the bats I had seen, carried bamboo poles to catch cicadas, caught fireflies, and told my sister ancient myths while looking at the stars.

In the old days, Shanhe had always wanted to write something to commemorate these rural years, but with the passing of grandma and grandpa one after another, he was unable to write.

Now, accompanied by his sister and grandparents, the depression in his heart has gradually dissipated. He decided to write down his daily happiness to see if he could embark on a sunny road to realize himself and redeem himself.

He does not want to greet the great era with the attitude and identity of a bystander again. He wants to participate, join, and embrace the future!

In the late 1990s and early 21st century, big cities used their powerful agglomeration effects to develop crazily. At this time, rural areas progressed relatively slowly. The migration of the labor market and the gap in capital investment caused less domestic attention to rural culture.

Most urban youth born in the 1990s and 2000s cannot tell the difference between rice and wheat, do not know that swallows are migratory birds, and do not know that bats are beneficial animals.

During daily play with his sister, Shanhe discovered that every child has a strong curiosity about animals and plants.

Can you write some interesting little stories about animals and plants, paired with a collection of cute cartoons in a booklet, which would not only be suitable for his age, but also have market and positive responses?

What your heart thinks, you will do. Shanhe wants to write down the warmth and emotions of this life one by one, blend them into his blood, let people see them, and let the world witness them.

Then write down the catalog line by line: Black Bat Squadron; Swift Brigade; Terrace Base; Sister Rice and Sister Carp...