Yingfengba Spring Festival Prose

Everyone's heart is full of homesickness, which is rooted in the depths of the soul and lingers for a long time. What is homesickness? Homesickness means that you are still missing after you leave. Homesickness is the feeling and yearning for hometown. ?

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"Young people leave their hometown, and the local accent cannot be changed. When a child meets a stranger, he will smile and ask where the guest is from. " "I have been away from my hometown for many years, and I have been there half the time recently. Only the mirror lake in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the old waves. " Whenever I read He's group poem "The Book of Two Couples Returning Home", it is full of life interest, sadness after a long separation from other places, cordial and natural feelings of returning home after a long separation, feelings and helplessness of life changes, vicissitudes of life, and "homesickness" from the bottom of my heart, just like a cup of old wine, sweet and sour, which can not help but remind me of my endless homesickness.

In this noisy early spring, I returned to my hometown after a long separation with deep affection and concern, facing the warm and warm spring breeze, looking for spiritual sustenance and resolving deep homesickness.

Yingfengba, a hometown, is deeply hidden in the hinterland of Bashan Mountain, a traditional village called Xia Hong in xianhe town, Hanbin District, Ankang, southern Shaanxi. Although she is not as fertile and broad as Qinchuan in Guanzhong, nor as magnificent as the loess high slope in northern Shaanxi, there is only a rare Sangzi valley basin formed by the impact of "eight mountains, half water and half fields", but her side is not very rich in water and soil, but she has raised a family with her mother's unique mind and fraternity.

Out of the southern part of Ankang city, it is about 10 km along the Ankang-Pingli section of Provincial Highway 308. The winding antelope river runs through the village like a jade belt. The green hills on both sides of the river are lush, the river is clear and the fish are shallow. The water quality reaches the national second-class standard. It is a first-class tributary of Hanjiang River, the water source of the Middle Route of South-to-North Water Transfer Project. Small Jiangnan is full of charm and charm. In her warm embrace, I not only spent my childhood and adolescence happily, but also accepted and nurtured the whole ten spring, summer, autumn and winter after I first joined the work.

My hometown is rich in cultural heritage. According to the list of county-level cultural relics protection units in Hanbin District, there are ancient sites in Huang Yang during the Han, Southern and Northern Dynasties. Many cliff tombs left along the Yellow River-"Old Man's Cave" have been verified by some scholars as sarcophagus tombs in the burial custom of far Cubans. The site of "King Crossing" at the southern end of the village is a classic story of Li Zicheng soldiers trapped in the carriage gorge. In the undeveloped land period, the Yellow River shipping was once the throat of mountain products specialty such as salt transported to the ancient capital Xi and northwest China; As the gateway to the east of Ankang, my hometown is a battleground for military strategists from ancient times to the present. ...

According to records, from ancient times to modern times, this area in southern Shaanxi has been ups and downs in the migration movement of population. Especially in the Ming and Qing dynasties, the policy of "moving the capital" made hometown one of the focuses of national immigrants with Huguang as the main body. I remember listening to my great-grandfather when I was a child. Most of my grandparents come from Macheng, Xiaogan and other places in Hubei. A large number of immigrants move in and settle down, which not only promotes economic prosperity and social development, but also promotes the great integration of North and South cultures, constantly sublimes and perfects the folk culture of their hometown, and also makes the regional culture here full of complexity and diversity.

The glory of the past In the past, the villages were basically houses in Jiangnan style. The oldest house in existence is the Yuan Family Courtyard. It was founded in the early years of Xianfeng in Qing Dynasty and was awarded a scholarship by Yuan. After the award of four military attaché s, the expansion was originally composed of two complete quadrangles, three partial courtyards and five courtyards. Unfortunately, there are only two old courtyards left now. Above the gate of the main courtyard, there is a magnificent archway inlaid with the word "Yi Yan Ji Mou". Except for the blue bricks and gray tiles, the whole house is almost made of wood, with simple shape and excellent workmanship. At present, only a retired teacher couple Yuan lives in the General Hospital. The old man sticks to not only an old house, but also the spiritual home of his family. At present, the hospital has been listed as a provincial cultural protection unit. Although it is becoming obsolete, its past glory, as an ancient building art, I hope the relevant departments can carry out rescue excavation and repair as soon as possible, and develop it into a tourist attraction with the characteristics of residential buildings in southern Shaanxi, so that its historical value and cultural relics value will remain in the hearts of future generations forever.

A faraway land of fish and rice. As far as I can remember, my hometown is rich in rice and has always been a famous land of plenty in Fiona Fang. In the past, trucks were mainly installed in the Yellow River basin to lift water to irrigate farmland, which was economical, convenient and labor-saving. There used to be a folk song in the local area: the family turned around every night and didn't rely on the weather to eat. Is a true portrayal. In the early 1960s, after years of struggle, the villagers finally stopped the river at Wang Chuang Ferry and built a water turbine pumping station. With the rise of irrigation and water conservancy, more than 1000 mu of paddy fields have been protected by drought and flood, and the hometown has gradually developed from self-sufficiency to self-sufficiency, and the land of fish and rice naturally deserves its name.

Since the 1980s, with most young people in the village going out to work, when planting and harvesting wheat and rice in spring and autumn, the young and middle-aged labor force began to be obviously lacking. Later, because planting rape and corn was relatively simple and labor-saving, and the output value of the two was not much different, the villagers changed most rice fields from water to drought except planting a small amount of wheat and rice for their own consumption. No wonder everywhere I go, I find that water conservancy facilities such as water tanks and canals, which used to be the lifeblood, have long been abandoned. This phenomenon makes people feel sad, even a little worried! However, today's management mode has created an intoxicating beauty of thousands of acres of golden rape flowers. In the spring of March, the grass grows and the warblers fly, the windward dam is full of flowers, butterflies fly and swallows dance, and the idyllic living environment makes my hometown a famous tourist attraction. Rich and simple homesickness and beautiful mountain village scenery have also nourished many beautiful articles about hometown.

Re-emphasizing teaching and promoting learning is a positive trend. The land with profound agricultural civilization is bound to be the territory for promoting literature and attaching importance to education. When you get this ancient style in your hometown, you will have a wonderful ancient rhyme. The tradition of respecting teachers and attaching importance to education in the village has a long history, which constantly nourishes the progress of future generations and grows into talents. Located in Yuanjiataizi, the nine-year school facing the wind is a private school transformed from the original "Yuanjia Ancestral Hall". When we were studying, there were only a dozen simple classrooms, and all the teachers were crowded in the ancestral hall yard. Today's campus is already full of tall buildings, and the windows are bright and clean. Children at that time were not like us. Many students drop out of school because there are many children and heavy burdens at home and they can't afford tuition. Now the villagers will seriously send their children to school. A few families even send their children to schools in the city and rent houses to accompany them. The number of students in the village has also increased many times compared with that at that time, and it is nothing new for anyone to be admitted to the university. Standing at the head of the village, the sound of reading comes with the wind from time to time, which is gratifying. Perhaps you wouldn't have thought that it was such a humble place, not only in the Qing Dynasty, but also in modern times, where several doctors and experts and professors enjoyed special government allowances from the State Council. ...

Living and working in peace and contentment is better than ever. Old people still follow the traditional concept of "saving money before building a house". I clearly remember the history of my own housing changes. In my great-grandfather's time, a big family was crowded into several shabby huts. In my grandfather's generation, I managed to build several tiled bungalows with civil structures. In my father's hands, I saved all my money and built four brick-concrete buildings. This series of changes basically represents the development trend of the old villagers' residence. Nowadays, looking around the village, most of them are three two-story brick-concrete buildings with running water, and some residents have installed solar water heaters and air conditioners. Large-screen LCD TVs, refrigerators, washing machines and other household appliances are basically popular. Many households have also carried out indoor decoration and have indoor toilets. There are bonsai plants around the yard. The hardware conditions can already be comparable to those of city people. However, due to the lack of unified planning and layout, everyone builds their own houses by households, which seems a bit chaotic.

Hometown people have always been very warm-hearted. No matter where you come from, no matter who you come to, whether you know it or not, you will be treated as a guest, and you will be warmly greeted with tea and water for dinner. Fortunately, I wandered around my hometown and countryside. Except for the children who didn't know I was a "guest", most of my elders and seniors knew me and warmly welcomed me as a junior to my home.

This road leads to prosperity. As the saying goes, if you want to be rich, build roads first. My hometown is located in the valley basin, and its natural conditions are better than those in mountainous rural areas. In recent years, cement roads extending in all directions have been extended to the group, and some even to households. It's not too wide, but it's not easy to ride in one direction. Just pay attention to each other and choose a spacious place to avoid each other when meeting. Motorcycles are basically popular, and a few families have bought cars. At the end of last year, solar street lamps were installed along the village road, making it very convenient for villagers to travel. Whether walking or doing farm work, it is many times happier than the previous shoulders. Many people also bought buses and trucks, started the transportation industry and revitalized the economy.

Rural eco-tourism is booming. About fifteen years ago, with the rise of rural original ecological leisure tourism in the Yellow River valley, savvy hometown people made full use of their courtyards and the beautiful rural, natural and cultural landscapes on both sides of a river, and started farmhouse music one after another, carefully selected local local dishes and traditional home cooking techniques, and made authentic "spicy chicken" and "firewood hot pot rice", which attracted people from the city to linger. It is hoped that the governors in their hometown can make long-term scenic spot planning for tourism based on the rich natural and cultural landscape in the Yellow River basin, and take the rural original ecological leisure tourism as a pillar industry to promote the prosperity and development of the tertiary industry in their hometown from traditional agriculture and make it an important channel for villagers to get rid of poverty and become rich.

The disappearing scenery is nostalgic. When I was a child, I often dreamed of not only the wonderful time of washing clothes with my mother in the Yellow River at the entrance of the village, but also the scene of cutting wood, pulling pig grass, grazing cattle and sheep and fishing in the river with my friends ... I remember that my mother and them were very hard at that time, but a large group of women got together and talked and laughed, and they were very happy. In summer, we often dive into the crystal clear river to swim, surrounded by groups of small fish, which is comfortable and cool. Under the shadow of bamboo willows on the river bank, the creaking and rotating waterwheel keeps telling us beautiful ancient legends like an old man. At the moment, sitting by the river, I thought: isn't my hometown actively developing rural eco-tourism at present? If we can properly repair and rebuild a number of waterwheels in the Yellow River basin, it will certainly become a beautiful landscape!

Children in rural areas have been masters of their own affairs for a long time. When I was a child, my hometown basically shared a cow with two families and took turns grazing. I do two things when I come home from school every day: first, pull up the pig grass. At that time, pigs were fed at home. They had no feed, and they were all fed by pulling weeds themselves. As I am the boss of my family, I naturally have to undertake this task. Sometimes, because I play with a basket full of pig grass, I am afraid of being yelled at when I go home, so I use a few sticks to build a shed under the basket and shake the grass above it, so it looks full. The second is to go up the mountain to cut wood. Because my firewood is not enough to burn, I often go to the mountains a few kilometers away to steal other people's things, and I am not less scolded and chased. Sometimes I go to the mountains more than ten kilometers away to collect firewood with adults on weekends. At the end of a long day, it is often backache and leg pain, and the shoulders are red and swollen for several days. Later, I was finally liberated until my family's economic conditions improved and I burned stone carbon. However, when I was a child, I worked hard all over the slope, but I honed my strong will and exercised my body, which was not as fragile as the children now. Now with the popularization of agricultural mechanization, there is only one cow left in our group. Now the villagers basically use electricity and gas stoves to cook and boil water, so the children in their hometown will naturally not suffer as much as we did when we were young.

Get together less and leave more homesickness. Sitting under the willow trees in early spring, I recalled the Spring Festival this year. I chatted with several relatives and friends who came home from work: "If you are in your hometown, you can have a well-paid job and have a better life. Who wants to leave home and go out to work? " ..... These words not only let me see the loneliness and helplessness of many empty nesters and left-behind children who look after their homes and crops in the village, but also make people understand the helplessness and sadness of these young people. I hope that the wishes of the villagers can taste the sweetness as soon as possible!

I remember that when I was a child, my father and I would gather a large group of people to prepare from the twelfth lunar month. On the first day of the first month, we will start lighting lanterns, happily dancing lions, burning fire dragons, playing with dragon lanterns, picking lotus boats, dancing yangko and singing flower drums ... From the village head to the village end, every household will run around and play until after the Lantern Festival. Now it's only seven or eight days before I come back from the Spring Festival to reunite with my family. Everyone is anxious to go back to work and go out to work. How can we get together and take part in these activities? It is the unique original ecological customs that reveal a strong cultural atmosphere, making homesickness more and more charming and unforgettable for us wanderers.

In the past, the cultural life in my hometown was poor. On weekdays, whoever has a happy event and a funeral in the village, a large group of people get together on the first day. The gongs and drums are loud, the gongs and drums are loud, the suona bars are blown, the flowers and drums are played, and Huang Er sings. They are pure writers, directors and actors, and they play happily all night. Now, if we make a big fuss about it, it has been replaced by a full set of western gongs and drums bands, and it has lost its original flavor at that time. Fewer people get together, and less people think and guess. They are all in a hurry, sitting together and talking about finding a job to make money, and the human touch is much colder. Classmates and friends are obviously not as intimate as before.

Today, when I walk on this familiar country road again and look at the golden rape flowers in the field, my mood is of course complicated. Although full of sadness and sadness, on second thought, history is always changing and developing. Looking back on a series of gratifying changes in my hometown today, more are as brilliant as these flowers. I tried my best to pursue everything I had, trying to retrieve some childhood memories. Unfortunately, the past has long been like smoke, things have changed, and time has long passed by me. From a distance, a group of children were frolicking, flapping and playing on the grass on the other side of the river. The romantic scene that day could not help but ripple in my heart, which may be regarded as a little compensation and comfort for me.

Leaves fall to their roots and return to their hometown. In March this year 10, Qian Niansun, deputy to the National People's Congress and director of the Institute of Anhui Academy of Social Sciences, proposed that it is of positive significance for rural development to inherit the traditional culture of rural sages in China and let officials, intellectuals and businessmen "retire to their hometowns". I feel the same way, and I agree with it. As a village girl who came out of a mountain village, although I am not an official or an intellectual, the concept of "quitting my job and returning to my hometown" has always been deeply hidden in my heart. Because my old parents are still at home, where my parents are, my home and roots are there; Because the living conditions in my hometown are not what they used to be; Because the environment in my hometown is more suitable for us wanderers who have worked hard all their lives and are physically and mentally exhausted to return to their mothers' arms and have a good rest; I hope that in the construction of my hometown beautiful countryside, I can give full play to the afterheat of sunset glow.

Dinner at home is my mother's always good home cooking. It's not rich, but it tastes good. Because it is not only full of loving mother's love, but also has the affection that never leaves. Blood is thicker than water and has the profound meaning of solving homesickness.

As the saying goes, children don't think their mothers are ugly. My hometown, a place where I was born and raised, a place where I miss leaving her. Hometown, a place that can give us homesickness and dreams. Whether you were poor in the past or rich today, I will always care about you. No matter how your appearance changes, my hometown will always be the most beautiful in my heart, and I will still miss you. This life will never change.