The old house in the front yard has long been dilapidated and out of touch with this era ... what is the original text? Zhang Ailing said I was here. I really want to know. Thanks for sharing.

1, Zhang Ailing said "I'm here", from a poem she wrote to Hu Lancheng, the original text is as follows:

I am not in his past;

Twisted time,

Deep courtyard,

The sun shines in the empty room,

Has become the ancient sun,

I'm going to keep running in,

Shouting: "I am here!

I'm here! "

2. "The old house in the front yard has long been dilapidated and out of touch with this era ..." comes from an article entitled "Leave you as a memory", the original text is as follows:

Leave you as a memory

Memory is a very unreliable thing. I often feel that my childhood is gray and vague. When I think hard, this feeling will spread in a large area, which will give my childhood memory a desolate foundation.

Let me make the background clear. There is a bookcase in my memory. My grandmother has the key to this cupboard door. Every time I pretend to be thirsty for knowledge, I easily get this key from my grandmother. Then expand the memory range. This cabinet stands in a house that used to be a foreign school, and it has been a foreign school for many years, but it has been empty for most of the time since its completion. Grandma kept it like an old castle for many years until she left.

Let's start with the owner of this house. He is my second uncle. He lives next to my house. This family used to enjoy many honors, such as this villa. For example, when people are eating Wowotou, they are already eating white bread, such as the arrival of the first TV. Enjoy fresh things first, and more often appear at home. Bo Er has two sons and a daughter, and their ages are not much different. The youngest child is six years older than me. When I was five or six years old, there was a big gap. Maybe one is naked and the other is from elementary school. One is in college and the other is working. It's almost impossible to fake the experience layer by layer on the face, but it will gradually converge until after the age of 20, blurring the boundaries of age. So in their eyes, I will always be a child, and my family moved to other places when I was young. Maybe not far, five or six hundred Li. I always thought that five or six hundred miles is separated by endless mountains, and climbing mountains and wading water is like learning from the West. Because they seldom go home, and their elderly grandmother seems to be the only concern in other places, because only grandma can recall them from distant places.

Relatives or friends need to walk back and forth to keep their feelings concentrated. Blood relationship is a natural bond, but without mutual interaction, it will gradually become indifferent. Occasionally, Bo Er's eldest son calls me. I don't know who is in his voice. He's asking me who I am, too, and obviously he thinks it's strange. I have always liked him because of his gentle personality and his love for me. After all, we are farther apart. The most important thing is that our personalities are very similar. We are both taciturn and inarticulate. I dug out his diary in that big bookcase and read it unethically from beginning to end. A flow of words is just like him. He never came back and regarded his hometown as his own. I often think that if I were him, I probably wouldn't come back. On the one hand, he is timid, on the other hand, he is too cold. I once thought about writing to him, but in the end I thought it was ridiculous. But I heard something about him one after another. He once had a very beautiful girlfriend. Auntie complained that girls work in hotels, saying that a girl can't be reassuring in a gossip environment. This relationship didn't last long. But that girl set a benchmark so high that other girls need to look up. He gradually became an anxious older youth. Many girls liked her, but he always felt uncomfortable.

Bo Er's youngest son comes back occasionally. He has been to many places and always seems to wander in different cities. Every time I come back, I am well dressed, and I exude a natural vitality and superiority, which is particularly different. People often vaguely think that he is not a local. In fact, he has already left this circle and wandered in another world. Once, he came back and took Yang Xiu and me out for a walk. On the way, he bought a bottle of drink for each of us, and none of us drank it. Yang Xiu secretly told me that this bottle is a few dollars. It's ridiculous to think about it now. At that time, it was really a frog in the well. Really, it's not that he stands high enough, but that we stand too low. We have never had much in common, and my brother's impression of him is even more vague. My brother has been working for a year, and he went to the city where he worked because of his work. He met him after he knew it. My brother told me that during the meeting, his tone was a little passionate because he was angry. Obviously, he didn't like the meeting, and his brother was disgusted with his condescending warning. Then when my brother described him as fat, I felt as if he were a stranger. And he still thinks of himself as a brother, but that sense of superiority makes him more like a leader, but he ignores so many years. We have grown up, because he didn't see it, so we just don't exist.

Our front yard and backyard are their homes. The old house in the front yard has long been dilapidated and out of touch with this era. When their family left, they planted poplars all over the yard, and now they are towering. I wonder if they will sigh at the tree when they come back. There used to be two old vines and oleander in the backyard, and they became more and more lush after they left. Grandma picks several baskets of these grapes every year and gives them to her neighbors. Sending grapes every year is a rare entertainment for grandma. For several years, the Bo Er family had a bad time outside. They went to ask the fortune teller in despair. The disaster turned out to be the oleander with dense flowers. Then the fish in the pond was hurt, the vines were cut down, and many thoughts of grandma were cut off. After grandma died, the front and rear courtyard doors were immediately sealed, secretly indicating the determination of the master to leave. Every year, I go sideways through the narrow aisle of my house to the front and back yard and put couplets on the door according to my father's request. Couplets are full of common language, prosperous family business and long courtyards. But it seems a bit out of place.

Finally, I want to talk about my cousin. I remember telling her a joke. She always listens attentively and giggles, which makes me feel concerned and humorous. That's all I remember about her. Her departure seemed to erase her from my memory at once. Until the other day, he called me and asked me about my work and life. She said that her work has brought enough material foundation to her life, which is very implicit. If I want to go, she will accept me at any time. I was eager to move, and finally I implicitly said that I am stable at present. She was very happy to receive this call and gave me a lot of encouragement. I think it may be because of the phone, and we don't have much intuitive feelings about each other's changes, which is shocking. I told her that I hadn't seen her for more than ten years, and if I saw her again, I wouldn't even know her. She said how is it possible? No matter how big the change is, you can still find your old self. Probably because my tone is a little sentimental, she seems to be a mother comforting her son and saying that she is not afraid.

Many times in the past, I have lamented that they have no news. Later, I thought that they were too proud to live, and I was envious and jealous. Now I suddenly understand. They bought a house outside, got married and got to know new people. You can't ask them to keep pursuing and feeling the past. A friend told me that some people need to be at the bottom and buried in the deepest place, otherwise your luggage will be too much, which is not conducive to your stride forward. And when you live in a different realm, you will find that your former companions are too far away to bother to call and say hello.

I think, if we can settle down in one place, the land on the other side will be left to memories.

I hope the above two paragraphs can help you.