My wheat field prose essay

It’s the wheat harvest season again. This period of time, which should have been very busy and tiring, has become relatively easy now. The combine harvester enters the field and only takes a few dozen minutes to complete what was previously a manual operation. After more than a dozen processes, several acres of wheat can be bagged and returned to the warehouse. It can be said that farmers have gained many benefits through the promotion and use of mechanization, shortening wheat harvest time, saving labor, and reducing labor intensity. Therefore, we should be grateful for the progress and development of science and technology. While it brings convenience to farmers, from another perspective, the farming culture is replaced, and some agricultural tools and production methods may only remain in memory. The farming civilization that has been passed down for thousands of years will disappear before the eyes of our generation and eventually be extinguished in the long river of history.

The farm work before entering the wheat field is cutting and pulling wheat.

I remember when I was a child, at the beginning of summer, there was a kind of bird that would chirp before dawn. During the days when wheat was being harvested, its cry was exactly like the homophone of "Big sister-in-law and second sister-in-law get up early." , the captain took advantage of the situation and shouted throughout the village and alleys: "All men and women are working hard! Get your sickles and go to Nangang to cut wheat!" With the order, people quickly arrived at the field. You and others opened up their formations. Waving the sickle in his hand, pieces and rows of wheat fell down, and were stacked in rows and rows for shipment. Cutting wheat by hand also requires skills. Holding the sickle in the right hand and supporting the wheat with the left hand, the legs and feet are used in conjunction with the knife to complete the inversion of the wheat shop. Without one or two seasons of practice, the technique will not be skillful, and cuts on the hands and feet are common. I remember the new daughter-in-law who just came to the village, I called her sister-in-law. Because she was not very experienced in practicing, she cut her hand and started bleeding less than a foot away when she entered the ground. She used a straw to press the knife, tightly wrapped it around the wound and continued to cut, which is admirable!

After the wheat is brought down, it must be transported to the field to bring peace to the people. Lamech is an important part. Under the conditions at that time, transportation tools were extremely scarce, and transportation was a difficult problem, which made people helpless. In my memory, the production team had a wooden cart specially designed to pull wheat seedlings. Even the four pulleys were made of straight wood. It was large and awkward to go straight, and it was inconvenient to turn and load and unload. It got stuck in the mud and a few cows could do nothing. With the advent of rubber-tired vehicles, it was abandoned and became an antique. The human-powered cart was convenient and light and became the main means of transporting wheat. What is not perfect is that when loading wheat seedlings, the balance is not well controlled, and it is easy to tilt the cart and cause loss of wheat.

When it is transported to the field, it is first piled into large stacks to prevent rain. After the harvest is completed, taking advantage of the sunny and hot weather, we seize the time to set up the rollers and grind the wheat in the field to thresh the wheat in the sun. On the day of the game, the morning star had not yet faded away from its brilliance. The captain held the rice seedling with a loud voice: "Men and women are working hard! They are all here to stall!" The quiet dawn was broken, and the sleeping village was woken up. People's faces may have changed. Before I had time to wash myself, I rubbed my groggy eyes and hurried towards the wheat field.

The wheat field is very large. There are several old persimmon trees with large crowns and leafy leaves in the south, which seem to have been deliberately planted for the wheat field to facilitate the working people to rest and enjoy the shade. The east and west sides are filled with large stacks of wheat seedlings. The top of one of the piles has been lifted, and is being pushed to the center of the field one by one. As the first stage of grinding, it is spread out, turned over, and awaits exposure.

It is almost noon, and the scorching sunshine has baked the wheat vines until they are crispy. This is the best time to roll up the rice husks, making them easier to thresh and pound. Under the scorching sun, I saw Palm Whip wearing a half-old straw hat to protect himself from the sun. He put a blue and white towel on his shoulder to wipe his sweat. The "zi" (diaozi) is connected to the frame of the drum, holding the reins in one hand and the whip in the other. A basket is placed in front of the feet to facilitate the collection of cow dung. Everything was tidied up, and with the shouts of "ha...uh...uh", the trained cattle pulled the stone roller to draw a circle on the stirred wheat seedlings, and the roller shaft made a "chirp, chirp, chirp" sound. The sound of "chirp" was intertwined with bursts of brisk calls, and unique music was played on the wheat field. After a lot of rolling, the wheat seedlings were rolled and flattened, and it was time to turn over. The team leader specially selected more than ten people with experience and strength to turn over from north to south, and again stirred up the wheat seedlings. Use a mulberry fork to pick up the rolled ones for the next threshing.

After several rounds of grinding, the sun has turned west, and the southerly wind has blown away the heat that has been scorching all day. The wheat field is waiting for the coolness of the evening, and the starting and raising of the field are mostly at this time. Finish. The captain looked around the wheat field and shouted to his friends who were taking a break to play cards: "You idiots, let's start." People picked up mulberry forks and shook the wheat straw to separate as many grains of wheat as possible and raised them up. The wheat dust stained everyone's faces, and when they looked at each other in embarrassment and smiled happily, only a few white teeth were visible.

On the wheat field, people are not just working mechanically, gossiping and joking. In the relaxed atmosphere, wheat straw has been piled up on the north side of the field, leaving a mixture of wheat bran and wheat grains on the bottom layer of the field. The experienced crop hand picked up a handful and threw it into the air to check the direction of the wind, and directed people to gather the wheat straw to where the wind would catch the wind. The children playing with bare feet also rushed to pick up the wooden shovel and push the wrench to help. , the comfortable feeling of walking barefoot on the cold ground is still unforgettable.

Raising the field is a process of extracting the essence and discarding the dross. It seems to be a simple and easy job. If you don’t master the skills, the wheat will be scattered all over the field. No matter how good the sweeper is, it will not be able to sweep it away. All the floating chaff has settled. When raising the field, you must stand sideways to the wind, with the shovel head facing the wind, and complete a series of just-in-time scattering in an instant. The floating chaff dust is blown away by the wind, and the plump wheat grains accurately fall into a fan shape. Wear a straw hat on hand when sweeping the field, and use a broom to face the falling wheat. After beating off the residue (wheat kernels still with awn shells), the clean wheat pile grows taller layer by layer. If the wind continues unabated, it won't take long to lift a large pile of wheat seeds. In windless weather, it is an impossible task. We can only wait for the opportunity. In their spare time, the adults talked nonsense and talked all over the place. The children who loved to join in the fun listened most attentively. They couldn't help but interject a few questions about the highlights. Unfortunately, the wind picked up at this time, which aroused many questions. Leaving the wheat field.

The farm work of the day before was repeated one after another, and the hard work day after day was repeated. In the past month or so, the wheat was finally threshed, and the temporary granary on the north side of the farm naturally sprouted. After completing the public grain task in full, in the dusk, the grain distribution among the members reached its climax. The accountant held a dim lantern and crackled the abacus. According to the head and work points, your family reported 280 and his family 360. The amount should be divided, and amid laughter, the members of the commune carried their earnings and went home, preparing to winnow and sift for grinding new wheat flour.

After the implementation of joint production contracting for land, the cooperative production scene has gone forever, and it has entered the mode of individual production. In the first few years, the wheat farms were scattered, and sometimes the labor force was larger than the one in Yintian. The stars were still sparse, so you can imagine how sleepy I was at that time. With the popularization and application of agricultural machinery, the emergence of wheat harvesters has replaced manual wheat harvesting, and tractors have taken away the jobs of cattle grinding fields. In comparison, the heavy wheat field labor has indeed become much easier. The emergence of combine grain harvesters, This was another great progress. Unfortunately, the wheat field culture disappeared and ceased to exist. But this is the inevitable development of history, and it is also the expectation of farmers for thousands of years!

I don’t feel nostalgic about the elimination of the primitive and backward production methods, but just recall the glory and joy of that collective era, and briefly This article is about it.