The Prose of Meng Zui Laodao River's Numerous Summer Lights

During the dozens of days of our arduous "double robbery" labor, the commune's film team would go to each village to show screenings to express condolences. The films are generally eight model dramas: such as "Cuckoo Mountain", "Taking Tiger Mountain by Wisdom", "Red Lantern"; there are also combat films such as "Tunnel War", "River Crossing Detective", and "The Match". , "Dream of Red Mansions" and other romance Huangmei operas and Yue opera operas. Through some unknown means, the elder brothers found out which team nearby had a movie to watch tonight, and the team leader also found out. They took the opportunity to urge us to speed up our work, or start work earlier at noon to complete the task earlier.

After finishing work about half an hour earlier than usual, we hurried to the nearest Wuzhoutang and took a cold shower without taking off our clothes, eliminating the usual habit of diving into the crevices of rocks or the edge of the pond. At the root of the tree, touch some fish, shrimp or crucian carp to relieve boredom, put on some wet pants and put on clean ones, eat quickly and then go out.

But I don’t know why, but I can’t keep up with the speed of my cousins. By the time I quickly arrived at the open-air movie theater, my dense mind had already occupied a good position. I could only stand far behind the screen. Before I could see clearly which acquaintances were around me, the words written in it were reflected on the screen. The five-pointed star with the word "August 1st" was shining silver and shining brightly. It seemed to catch the attention of everyone in the audience. It was also like the Tathagata Buddha who "enlightened" the entire audience on the spot and transformed into an immortal golden body. It immediately caught everyone's eyes. Everyone was attracted by the strong light, and they all stared at the screen intently, for fear of missing every detail.

Unconsciously, the video tape was finished. The projectionist turned on the light bulb, illuminating himself while changing the tape. At the same time, it also illuminated the faces of everyone present. I looked around and felt that everyone looked like She is as beautiful as a movie star, especially the female classmates in the same class. When they see our male classmates, they smile slightly, a little shy, and become even more brilliant. The moles, pits or tanned skin on their faces are all visible. Under the soft lighting decoration, everything disappeared, as if another layer of rouge had been applied, and with a pair of clear and bright eyes, it was like a group of fairies descending to earth.

Taking advantage of this interval, the young man selling popsicles was shouting excitedly. Some children who had not yet reached school age liked to eat them. Young men and women in love also bought them to eat. I only bought them when the show was about to leave. , when the price of popsicles dropped to 1 cent a pop, I bought one to quench my thirst and sleepiness. The two films were shown one after another until close to midnight. Most people had to watch it before they stopped. When it was about to end, I first found my friends from the same village, said hello, and looked after each other to avoid rushing. The huge flow of people going home and going in different directions scattered us and we lost our way home.

After watching the movie, my mind is still immersed in the plot I just watched. Which way is the way home? I couldn't tell the difference anymore. I could only use the faint moonlight to stare at my brothers and sisters, and shouted their names. The other party responded all the way. I nervously separated from the crowd and followed closely. Brother and sister, go to the field road that turns left and right back to the village. The crowd dispersed in all directions, walking at different speeds, forming small teams separated from each other. Everyone was only focused on going home, so they didn't talk much along the way.

After a while, I left the movie theater behind me and walked a short distance in a daze. The bustle around me turned into silence. There were only a few scattered dogs barking in the nearby villages. , at this time, my drowsiness hit me like a plague. My feet did not listen to the instructions of my brain, my body swayed from side to side, and my eyelids began to fight. I could only grit my teeth and brace myself to keep up with the team. I really hoped that the roadside would be my home. , and even hoped that there would be a bamboo bed on the roadside. I closed my eyes and lay down, fell asleep, and gave myself to God, no matter what ghosts and gods.

One night, my brothers and sisters and I went to watch a movie at Guan Gong Temple in Zhongzhou Brigade across from Yuan. It was already midnight after the show, and the dim moonlight shone on the way home, and we walked alone. As I walked further and further away from the team, I suddenly felt that there was a wider, flat and lower road on the left. I asked myself, why is no one taking it? Isn't it safer there? You will never fall into the paddy fields on both sides. So I stepped over with my left foot. When I found that the "road" was not exerting any force and my body was still running downward, I came to my senses and realized that it was the white water of the river under the moonlight. Fortunately, the water was not deep.

When the brothers and sisters in front heard the sound of water, they hurriedly came over and pulled me up. They encouraged me with a smile to stop dozing off and speed up the pace to keep up.

I held on and tried to open my eyes as wide as possible until I staggered home and touched the edge of the bed. Like a handful of rotten firewood, I fell on my side and fell asleep, regardless of whether there were mosquitoes or mice in the mosquito net. . A few hours later, just before dawn, my mother picked me up from the bed where I slept so well and put me on the hard and cool stone sill of the door. I woke up completely after a few minutes and went to work in the fields again.

Watching one night is not enough. My brothers and sisters usually chase the projector continuously and watch the same movies for several nights in several nearby brigades. From the movies, we can see that they are completely different from those in our own village. The new world, new things to know, we also learned all the Peking Opera songs and Huangmei Opera songs in the film.

My cousin named "Yin", and one of the boys in the next room named Chen - a boy of his same age, are die-hard movie fans. As long as there is a movie to watch, no matter what it is or how many times you have watched it, you will have to travel about five kilometers to get there. Sometimes you will go there on foot from places about ten kilometers away. After watching the movie, you will rush back late at night. As for working during the day, They also arrived on time, but they didn't care much about how efficient their work was or how many work points they were given by the production team every day. However, they didn't care much about the following movies: "Playing the gong to make up for the pot", "Mu Guiying takes command", "Authentic Warfare" ", "War in the South", "The Legend of White Snake", "Dream of Red Mansions" and other films, I know the songs and lines by heart. There are also some films that reflect the history of World War II: Yugoslav films, Romanian films, Czech films, Soviet Red Army films, I They have seen less, but they have seen more and are familiar with it.

One night, the garrison in the small town of Luo on the mountain was showing a movie. It was getting dark. I went out after dinner and met "Brother Yin". We didn't need to ask each other, we knew we were all heading for the same destination. We trotted together to the Earth Temple at the foot of Shezui Ridge. Suddenly one of my feet gave out and I knelt on the ground. I got up and walked again, then knelt down again. The reason is that during the day, I knelt down to cut rice for a long time, and my knees were always soaked in the mud, bearing the weight of my whole body. I may have suffered some injuries and "taught" moisture.

I asked "Brother Yin" to help me. He was a few years older than me and he was strong enough. He smiled because he was a younger cousin and because of our gay hobbies, he did not refuse. I asked, so he hurriedly carried me on his back and walked more than a hundred meters. After shaking for a while, my knee joints relaxed a lot. After putting me down, I tried to walk and it felt better again. After I thanked him, I took out the only five cents I had left to buy popsicles from my trouser pocket and gave them to "Brother Yin" to express my gratitude. "He" smiled and refused. I am very grateful to him for not abandoning me on the dark road. I was able to get my wish and watch a wonderful movie with my brothers, sisters and classmates. It felt like I had arrived in a new world and had seen new and interesting things. thing.