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People are in a daze in their dreams. I like dreaming.

People's dreams are true and false. My dreams are often memories of real people.

Today, I had another dream, going back to 23 years ago. I was five years old. At that time, I always looked at the world in a daze.

My father came to meet me.

I live in Aunt Zhang's house. I have lived in Aunt Zhang's house for as long as I can remember.

I have no mother. I want to call Aunt Zhang's mother. Aunt Zhang smiled and said, "You used to have a mother." "Then I want to find my mother!" Aunt Zhang didn't speak. She put her arms around me and kissed me several times.

Later, I learned that my mother had left. Since her father became a "rightist", she has left and never comes back. I haven't met my mother. But what is the "Rightists"? I don't understand.

Aunt Zhang lives in Beijing, a residential area. There are five families living inside. It's too noisy. As soon as you enter the gate, there is a screen wall; In front of the screen wall, there is a lotus jar. Lotus tanks do not grow lotus flowers, but raise fish. I asked Aunt Zhang to buy some goldfish and keep them in a jar. Later, the goldfish was eaten by the floret. Xiaohua is a cat. Stay with me. It snores as soon as I hug it. But it steals goldfish, which is really bad!

Aunt Zhang's family are very kind to me. Zhang Yi's husband, like his father, is a "geological team member" and never goes home. He and his father are classmates, so are Zhang Yi and his father. When dad came, they were very happy, drinking, eating fish and sometimes eating crabs together. I don't like crabs. Stick them in my mouth. I like the fish cooked by Aunt Zhang, which is fragrant and sweet. Aunt Zhang said that this is the "flavor" of their hometown. What is "taste"? I don't understand.

Aunt Zhang has a daughter who is one year older than me. I call her sister. Aunt Zhang doesn't have a son, and she keeps asking me to be her adopted son. I said, "Then I'll call you a godmother!" She smiled and gave me another hug and kiss. But she said, "You are a stupid son. You are not as clever as your sister! " I refuse to accept it. I can beat my sister at porn and pinball. I just can't jump out of the house, let alone the monkey rubber band. Jumping monkey rubber bands is for girls, I don't want to play! Aunt Zhang is very busy and goes to work every day. She works in the geological department of Xisi. As soon as she went out, she tied the key around her sister's neck and we went to play. My sister lost the game, so I couldn't go home, so I just sat on the steps and cried.

Aunt Zhang took us to visit geological museum. There are stones of various colors, such as black, white, red, green, blue, gold, silver … all kinds of colors. I don't know why I put them in the glass frame. Are they valuable?

As soon as there is a program in the Geology Auditorium, we will go to see it. I have seen White-haired Girl, Noisy Paradise and Malanhua. The white rabbit of Malanhua is better than stealing the small flowers of fish.

We also went to Beihai, the Forbidden City, the Summer Palace and the zoo. I like going to the zoo best. I like pandas, monkeys, elephants with big noses … everything. I just don't like pythons. Aunt Zhang said that pythons only eat white rabbits, and I hate it. I like sika deer very much. Aunt Zhang said that I can see real deer when I go to the mountains in the future.

We also eat popsicles and ice cream; I also bought balloons. My sister and I each have one. ...

Aunt Zhang is too kind to me.

So I'm not leaving, and I don't want to leave Aunt Zhang's house. I cried. I saw my father, Aunt Zhang and my sister crying.

But I can't leave, because in recent years, Zhang Yi's family has become poorer and poorer. Other families in the compound are getting poorer and poorer.

How well I used to eat! Rice, white flour, fish, meat, spinach, vermicelli, peanuts. But it's gone now. Now I eat porridge, pickles, steamed bread and corn tortillas mixed with bran.

Dad thanked Zhang Yi and said, "It's all so difficult. I can't burden you any more. Let him stay with me! "

So, he took me away.

I don't know what "burden" means. I have no burden.

Dad took me to the grassland.

We walked a long way by train and bus. We can't wash our faces. We are covered in dirt. We eat dry food and drink water from tin cans. I'm so tired that I'll go to bed as soon as the bus stops.

We finally found the copy. What a big grassland!

People live in tents, so do my father and I. Everyone calls this place an expedition. There are many uncles and aunts, and some children like me. We met as soon as we met.

There are some uncles and aunts working in tents. They always write, draw and use hand-operated calculators. Dad and they both know each other, but dad is a "laborer". Dad goes out with the workers, carrying a magnetic scale and gravimeter, and walks a long way every day.

Sometimes, my father will go out for several days and take me with him. I am very happy, because I can have a good time on the grassland.

The picture is full of grass, all kinds of grass; And flowers, all kinds of flowers. Both flowers and grass have fragrance, and I like to smell it.

Do you know the animals in the picture? I tell you, I will know everything in a few days.

There is a woodchuck in the picture, making a nest on the ground and sitting on the ground with a short tail. There is a snake with four legs. Don't be afraid. It runs as soon as it sees people. There are foxes, badgers, big-headed sheep, wild camels and antelopes. Antelope can run so fast! I saw a wolf chasing a herd of antelopes. There are so many antelopes, but they can't beat a wolf. It's really useless

I also saw deer, not sika deer. They hid in the Woods. By the way, there are hills and Woods on the grassland. I can't name those trees. There is a small tree with purple flesh and sweet and sour taste.

Where there are trees, there is water. The flood is called Haizi. We passed a large area of Wuliangsuhai with swans. It's beautiful. The workers carry guns, but they don't fight. Dad says swans are made by fairies, and it's sinful to hit them.

Then we walked a long way. Later, we met yurts. The burly Mongolian uncle picked me up and said, "Sai Yin, Sai Bai Nao! Ok, hello! I don't understand.

I ate milk powder, milk tofu and took a sip of koumiss there. My face is red and hot. The Mongolian uncles laughed.

At night, the round and red moon rises. The moon is big, bigger than a plate.

Dad and Mongolian uncles and aunts are great. They lit bonfires, played Ma Touqin and sang songs. This song is called Gadamer. Dad said Gadamer was a hero of the Mongolian people. Dad wants me to learn from Gadamer and fight for the people in the future, not afraid of death.

I really like the prairie. I will never forget it.

It's not far from there, dad. They found the Big Iron Mountain. The mountain is purple and you can see it from a distance. On the top of the mountain, there is a pile of stones with branches on them. Dad said it was Mongolian "Aobao". What does "Aobao" do?

Dad said that the whole mountain is full of iron ore, which can be mined in the open air, transported out to make iron and steel, and then made into trains, cars and tractors. Alas, such a big mountain can't be mined for hundreds of years! I worry about adults.

I have never seen my father so happy. He and the workers on the mountain jumped, laughed and hugged each other, breaking the Mongolian bite. Uncle Mongolia also came, and he was very happy. He also brought a sheep. In the evening, we ate roast mutton, and our mouths were full of oil. Play the piano, then sing. Dad stood up, recited a poem and shook Chao's arm. Hey, that's it-"motherland! Mom! " It looks ridiculous. Then I walked on and reached the edge of the desert. It's all sand When the wind blows, it becomes night. Dad, they came out and shook the sand off the top of the tent. If we don't get rid of it, we will be buried. Oh, that's terrible!

People were afraid to stay there, so they left soon. Limited things are carried on camels' backs. Dad hugged me and rode on the camel's back. The wind was so strong that it choked my nose, so I plunged into my father's arms. Dad was not afraid. He sang a song with the jingling camel bells: "The yellow sand is boundless, and the road is long and Xiu Yuan is Xi." Put your dream on the camel's back and take firm steps ... "I don't understand its meaning, but I can recite it." I listened to the song and fell asleep in my father's arms.

There are no trees in the desert, not a tree. Only one kind of grass, one clump at a time. Its leaves are hard and can make people's fingers bleed; In summer, purple flower towers open. It is not afraid of the desert. It grows slowly into the desert, driving away the sand and opening up an oasis.

I asked my father, "What is it?" Dad said, "It's dad." I said, "How can it be dad?" Dad smiled and said, "It's not dad, it's dad who looks like him. It's called Achnatherum splendens, and its top is tough. It opened the way in front, conquered the wind and sand, and walked out of the oasis behind. Dad is a geological exploration team member, prospecting in front and building a factory in the back. Do you think dad looks like Achnatherum splendens? Is Achnatherum the father? "

I smiled, and so did my father. Since then, I know Achnatherum splendens is the most useful and best grass.

We didn't stay in the grassland for a year and left again!

We came to a mountain in Sichuan Province. What a big mountain, what a high mountain, I have never seen it before.

We no longer live in tents, but in a big temple halfway up the mountain. This temple is very big, with a row of halls, in which there are many bodhisattvas. The doors of the temple are always locked. I looked in through the window, and the big Buddha in the middle was made of gold. Squinting his eyes and smiling at me scared me. In the future, I will never peek again.

The temple is empty, only a family, a monk who married his wife. People call him a "master of the door". I call him Bo Monk, his wife is called Aunt Monk, and his two sons are called Brother Monk. Monks are chubby and round, always squinting and laughing, just like Maitreya in the front hall. He gets up early every day, recites Buddhist scriptures quietly, and then takes them to hoe the board. He has several terraces and grows corn, sweet potatoes and vegetables. He is very kind to me. As soon as he saw me, he touched my chin with his hand and said, "hello, wretched!" Are you tall? Here you are-"Just take something out of your pocket and give it to me, sometimes a fresh bamboo shoot, sometimes a handful of berries, sometimes a handful of gourd beans, and once-Oh, I'm so happy! He brought me a little monkey as big as a small flower. I raised it and fed it corn and fruit, but it didn't run.

There are mountains everywhere, near mountains and far mountains. The farther away, the lighter the color, and then mixed with the clouds. During the day, I see mountains in the distance; In the evening, the mountain is near. I am afraid of such a big shadow.

I want to go to the Woods, but my father won't allow me. Dad said there were bobcats and leopards in the forest, and they could eat people. I didn't dare to go, so I played in the temple with monk Bo's youngest son. We catch snails, dig earthworms, build a hut for the little monkey with branches, and let him play tricks. This little monkey is really naughty. He always bares his teeth at me. Sometimes, I think it is not as good as Xiaohua.

We still eat oranges! It was planted in monks. I ate too much, and now I don't want to eat.

I like this place in Sichuan. It's really fun.

Dad likes it, too. As soon as dad came here, he stopped carrying the magnetic scale. Like others, he carried a canvas bag and a small hoe on his back and went to "survey" all over the mountain. What is a census? Slowly I understood that it was quarrying and drawing maps. Every day during the day, they go to pick up stones. The canvas bag is filled with all kinds of stones, just like what I saw in geological museum. Day and night, they draw maps under lanterns.

Not many people come here, thirteen. There is a chef, a captain and the rest are census takers. They are too busy to come back for lunch. Only rest for half a day on Sunday, wash clothes, sew quilts, wash clothes behind the temple, and spring water flows out of the cliff to form a pond. Sometimes, fish will appear in the pond. They are frightened and all get into the crevices. The fish in the mountains are great!

But my father was sick because of fatigue and kept coughing. The monk's aunt was very concerned and gave him Fritillaria soup. Fritillaria is a medicine, which is produced in this mountain.

Dad's illness can't be cured, he has lost weight and his face is yellow. I heard from my uncle and aunt that he should stay at home for a few days. At that time, he was reading a newspaper, pointed to the newspaper and said with a smile: "Now everyone is learning from Jiao. Isn't it more important for people like me to study? " He will still go out, climb mountains, pick up stones and go home to draw maps at night.

We stayed in the mountains for more than a year, and suddenly, an inspection team came. The leader of the inspection team is a big cadre, who speaks bluntly and loves to train people. I don't like him.

He summoned the team members to the room for a meeting. I was listening outside the door.

He said to everyone, "What's the matter with you? One thousandth of the geological map can't be taken out now. When did you delay? "

The captain of the census team said, "The mountain here is too steep to climb, which is more difficult than originally estimated."

He said, "Now there is a new task. If you have many difficulties, then leave first! "

The captain said: "It is best not to withdraw. In less than three months, we can finish it. "

"All right, then!" The leader of the inspection team said, "I'll give you another three months to finish the task."

The captain said, "We can set up a written document to complete the task."

It would be better if it was born, and the census team stayed. I think the captain is really exciting, like a PLA man. He won't be finished until he finishes the task.

When this matter was over, the leader of the inspection team added: "The superior is going to transfer one person to support the northwest. Which one of you will sign up? "

Everyone was stunned, but dad raised his hand and said, "I'll sign up, and I'll support the northwest."

The captain asked his father, "You are in poor health recently, can you do it?"

I saw my father smile again and said, "Never mind, I think it's just me."

After the meeting, the leader of the inspection team said to his father, "Very well, you just took off your hat and should have a positive performance. You are going to pack your things and leave tomorrow. "

In this way, at night, my father helped me pack my bags, and my uncles and aunts came to help. Dad said to me, "Give the monkey back to the monk. We are leaving tomorrow. "

I cried, and I said, "I'm not leaving. Uncle and aunt don't go, why do you go alone? "

Dad said, "Good boy, be obedient! Dad is going to become a Achnatherum splendens. Didn't you say Achnatherum splendens is the best? "

I have no choice. The next night, we left. My uncles and aunts, as well as the monk Bo and the little monk brother, have been sending us to Shanyakou.

The monk said, "Come back in a couple of days, little wretched!"

I didn't even look up. I cried my eyes out. I think, I'm not a census taker, how can I come back?

Alas, my uncle monk, brother monk, my little monkey, snail, earthworm!

I don't know how many days we walked, but we came to this place in Xinjiang.

I thought the grassland was the largest, but now I know that Xinjiang is even bigger than the grassland.

We passed all kinds of places: mountains, canyons, swamps, plains, deserts and Gobi desert. On the edge of the desert, I saw Achnatherum splendens again.

Wow, Achnatherum splendens makes way for people everywhere. Achnatherum, you are great!

We took the bus all the way into the desert and rode on camels. My father held me on the camel's back and sang the song I practiced: "Put your dreams on the camel's back and walk with firm steps ..."

I'm beginning to understand this song now. Camel back is a good place to dream, so I sleep on it. Sleep, sleep, and never wake up.

Later, I changed a car and walked, and finally came to the place where we were coming. Hey, it's nice here! The distant mountain is wearing a snow hat, and the nearby mountain is covered with black, green, black and green tassels. The green grass on the hillside is like a carpet with red and yellow flowers. Sheep are walking on the hillside, flowing like milk. I think the sky here is bluer than anywhere else; The stars in the dark are brighter than anywhere else.

People here are wearing beautiful clothes. There are many beads hanging on a woman's head. Dad said they were Kirgiz and good brothers of Han nationality.

This is another expedition. Everyone lives in a wooden house made of pine. Spacious and clean, better than Zhang Yi's home in Beijing.

I didn't expect to meet Aunt Zhang and her family here. This matter, dad is also strange. Uncle Zhang said to his father, "We were pulled by the white flag." I didn't understand, so I asked Uncle Zhang, "There is a red flag here, how can there be a white flag?" The adults laughed.

This exploration team is very large, with several rows of dormitories, offices, canteens, kitchens and a primary school with the team. School starts in autumn. I am in Grade One and my sister is in Grade Two. There are more than twenty students, tall and short, in five grades, and I know them all at once.

There is only one principal and one teacher in our school. When there are not enough teachers, the uncles and aunts of the exploration team will come to class. Aunt Zhang also came to teach us. Her teaching method is the most interesting. She took us outside, pointed to the blue sky overhead and taught us "Heaven". Point to the white clouds in the sky and teach "clouds". We are very happy.

My brain is a little stupid, but I work hard. Aunt Zhang said that as long as I work harder, I can catch up with my sister.

We like summer vacation best. As soon as we have a holiday, the teacher will take us into the mountains to play. We camped in spruce forest, picked mushrooms and caught butterflies. Sometimes, Kirgiz's sister looks great in Eddie's dress, gold velvet vest and embroidered hat. Coke Kezi's elder brothers played Dongba drum and Mu Zi, and sang many songs. They sing about snow-capped mountains, glaciers, white sheep and red seahorses. I can hear God.

I don't know why, Kirgiz uncles and aunts especially like me. They say my eyes are black and bright, like the river in Kashgar. They said, I am not like the Han nationality, but like the Kirgiz nationality. Once I felt uncomfortable, they carried me to the yurt to rest. A Kirgiz elder sister came to kiss me when I closed my eyes. I know all about it. My heart is warm.

Ah, I really miss the good days before the third grade of primary school!

Unfortunately, these days did not last long. When I was about to go to primary school, the Cultural Revolution broke out.

I think everything has changed at this time. My uncles and aunts no longer go out to work, but stay in the team for meetings, shouting slogans, brushing slogans and putting up posters. A working group came and was knocked down; In order to overthrow each other, several rebel groups were formed. Our primary school has to stop classes. Many children took this opportunity to go to the Woods, pick mushrooms and catch butterflies, and had a good time.

I didn't go. I saw several big slogans and pulled my father out. He fought with the "capitalist roaders" and took several "jets". A few months later, it was escorted by two PLA men to Gonggar Forest Farm for "labor reform".

I had a good cry. I want to work with my father. Dad frowned and said to me, "don't cry, children are not allowed to go where I go." The leader has arranged for Zhang Yi to take care of your life. You listen to Aunt Zhang, and I will come back often. "

Dad left in a truck. He went to Gonggar Forest Farm to watch trees and cut firewood. Every half a month or so, he personally brought back a load of firewood. I think he is tanned, unshaven, wearing an old blue cloth jacket and still getting a manicure. But he is in good spirits. Every time he sees me, he smiles and says, "Don't worry about me, it's fine there, and I don't want to come back. Listen carefully to Aunt Zhang. If your school never starts, I may take you there. "

In winter, my father didn't come back for a month or two. I was anxious and asked the uncle of the People's Liberation Army who sent firewood: "Why didn't Dad come back to send firewood?"

The PLA uncle said, "He doesn't want to come back. He is very busy. After chopping wood, he went everywhere to pick stones and draw pictures. He said that he would definitely come back to see you when the snow closes the mountain. "

He only sent me this sentence, but sent a thick letter to Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang. When Zhang Bobo and Zhang Yi saw it, they were so anxious that they rubbed their hands and said, "Hey, what are you arguing about here? It is better to go to Gonggar Forest Farm! "

Really, at this time, several rebel groups fought even more fiercely, and even the canteen was split in two. We can't have a good meal, only dry steamed bread, salted potatoes and shredded radish soup. Mixing potatoes is so choking that I can't swallow it straight.

Kirgiz people will not come, nor will they come here to live in the winter nest. I can't hear the sound of Dongba drum anymore, and I'm numb.

At this time, I miss my father very much.

Didn't dad say he would come back to deliver firewood when the snow closed the mountain? I am looking forward to snow, counting with my fingers, and looking forward to it every day.

It snowed here just after the National Day. I am very happy. Standing on the edge of the camp all day, looking at the mountain pass in the distance. I am eager for a black spot to appear on that mountain pass, and it is getting closer and closer. That's my father's diesel train.

One afternoon, I finally saw a black spot in the mountain pass. This black spot quickly expanded, expanded and quickly came to my eyes. This is not a diesel train, but an empty one. The man on the truck is not a father, but an uncle of the People's Liberation Army who carries firewood.

"Where's my dad?" I answered loudly.

Uncle PLA didn't answer. He carried me into the taxi. Drive all the way to Aunt Zhang's house. He hugged me tightly and said, "Don't cry, son, something happened to your father!" " "

Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang both ran out, and everyone took Dad down from the carriage. Dad was wrapped in two sheets, covered in blood, and people were already stiff. Uncle Zhang unbuttoned his father's cotton-padded coat and did artificial pecking for a long time. It's no use. Suddenly, Aunt Zhang burst into tears.

The uncle of the People's Liberation Army said: "He climbed to the cliff to pick up stones alone, but his feet didn't stand firm and he fell from the top of the cliff."

I just feel black at the moment and I don't know anything. When I woke up, I was in Zhang Yi's bed. She held me tightly and shook me gently.

Where's Dad? Where's Dad? I cried to Aunt Zhang.

..... Dad was buried in front of the spruce forest. No coffin, no tombstone. The small grave is surrounded by yellow coltsfoot flowers that bloom in winter.

I threw myself on the grave, crying and kicking my legs like a deer. I can't wait to open the grave and see my father again.

Uncle Zhang picked me up and said with tears, "Don't cry, son. From today on, we will always take you in, feed you and raise you. "

In the evening, he carried me to bed and whispered to me, "Son, can't you recite Chairman Mao's book?" It is more important to die for the benefit of the people than Mount Tai. Although your father died, he found a mine for the people and died heavier than Mount Tai. "

With that, he took out an envelope and waved it at me. This is a letter from my father to him and Aunt Zhang. At that time, they kept it a secret from me, but then I saw:

"I want to thank you very much for your' labor reform' life in Gonggar Forest Farm. No one expected that this just provided me with a good opportunity for geological investigation. Now I have an amazing news for you: I found the natural outcrop of S on several hills in Kabuza, Woketao and Bayintag. That's great. Based on these outcrops, I can estimate its C-class reserves, which will not be less than seven figures. I collected some ore samples and hid them under my board shop. Because I am a "reform-through-labour prisoner", it is not convenient to report directly to the leader (otherwise, the crime of "inaction" will make me lose my relative freedom here), so I will give you my meager achievements (laughs). Please "spy on the direction" and send someone to conduct preliminary exploration as soon as possible to determine the ore quantity of B+C 1 grade. For the benefit of the people, the sooner the better, the sooner the better! "

..... My dream woke up, and after 23 years, I returned to the present.

Now, I am riding a camel and walking on the sandy plain covered with Achnatherum splendens.

I am 28 years old and married. My wife is my "sister". We grew up in exploration together and studied in Wuhan Institute of Geology for two years. Today, they are all skilled geologists.

Dad's body has been transported back to his hometown for burial. The mine he found is under construction. Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang have moved back to Beijing to work because of their advanced age. However, we regard the tents, yurts, jeeps and humpbacks of the expedition as our homes.

Everyone has his own interests. The ambition of life is tempered by the experience of life. If the Arabic proverb says "the happiness of life lies on horseback", then we should say that the happiness of life lies on the camel's back of the expedition.

I will never forget the song that my father sang.