A mountain village, inhabited by more than 50 families, is an ordinary and remote mountain village. It is surrounded by mountains on three sides, just like a giant's open arm, guarding everything in his arms day and night. On the hill to the north of the village, stands a vigorous green elm tree, which is deeply rooted in the hill and adds a solemn feeling to the whole mountain village.
Speaking of this big elm tree, many old people in the village can still clearly remember the scene many years ago.
1946 it was a spring day, and it was just dawn, and the mountain village, which had been silent for a night, began to get busy again. Due to the barren land on the mountain behind the village, not many people came here to work early in the morning. But on that day, a figure flashed L. Who will come here? For what? It's really confusing.
This person turned out to be the Phoenix girl in the village, 22 years old, dignified and beautiful, smart and diligent, and a good girl that everyone in the village loves. There is a young man named Tiger Brother in the same village who is even more obsessed with Feng Er, but Feng Er actually has a good impression on him, but they just don't show it to each other. In this way, until this day, a sudden rainstorm pushed them both under the same tree, and the lovers finally had a chance to express their love.
The next year, after a simple ceremony, the young couple finally lived a loving life.
Maybe it's the edge of the tree. Soon after their marriage, they all had the same wish: to plant an elm seedling. The reason is simple &; Mdash& ampmdash In order to satisfy children, but also for each other's feelings; I hope that children can grow up as healthily as this sapling, and that love can withstand the wind and rain like a tree. But you never know. The next day, Tiger Brother went out to dig seedlings and didn't come back until noon. The wind searched for an afternoon without any trace, only a small elm seedling was left in the corner of the mountain. Where can Tiger Brother go?
The next day, before dawn, the wind got up and hurried to the mountain. After planting the saplings, she asked around about the whereabouts of Emoko, but there was still no news.
As the days passed, Feng Ge's stomach gradually bulged, and Emoko never heard from her again. But there are more and more speculations about him, and some say that the son of the tree digger was eaten by the tree spirit; Some people speculate that he was regarded as a strong man and had already died in the battlefield; Others said that after their arrest, they went to Taiwan Province Province with Chiang Kai-shek's troops. ......
1 1 month, the child was born, and the wind named him "Shuwa".
The wind is getting colder and colder, and the year is approaching. It's time for Emoko to come back. His family is still waiting for your reunion. For months, Brother Feng has been thinking about Brother Hu. Feelings are like a knife in her heart. How could she forget them? However, she didn't forget the saplings she planted. After all, this is also a wish of Emoko. Thinking of this, she felt that she should go to the hill. Although the journey up the mountain was difficult, she decided to take a look with her child in her arms, so that she could feel at ease.
On the top of the hill, the wind roared, and the seedlings trembled in the cold wind, which was worrying, but its green color clearly showed its tenacity and vitality. The wind stood by, his mouth moved, his voice was very low, and it was hard to hear clearly, but the wind clearly said, "Little sapling, grow up quickly." Emoko left with your hope. As long as you are strong and alive, Emoko will definitely come back. You and Schwab are our expectations ... "
Another year .......
Ten years have passed. ......
For ten years ......
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In 2008, the director of Fengerjia and the village brought a middle-aged man in. At this moment, Feng, with a sigh, was half lying on the bed, with white sideburns and a doddering look, which was totally different from the prevailing wind.
After a few words, I realized that the stranger standing in front of me was the son of Emoko in Taiwan Province Province. He said that his father was forcibly exiled and later went to Taiwan Province Province with Chiang Kai-shek's troops. When he was arrested, he pretended to be dead, ran away, applied, and wanted to go home, but he didn't succeed. Even in the first few years of living in Taiwan Province, he never gave up the idea. Later, in desperation, in the tenth year after leaving Fenger, my father got married again. 60 years, my father is old. It's inconvenient to move, and many past events have faded, but Feng's & unfinished wish & mdash; to plant a seedling, but keep it in mind.
Nowadays, with the relaxation of cross-strait policies, more and more Taiwan Province compatriots come to the mainland to do business. This time, the middle-aged man came to the mainland to talk about business, just to find the wind and fulfill his father's wish. Say that finish, he knelt in front of the wind, tears streaming down his face, already sobbing.
For a long time, he took a photo from his pocket and handed it to Brother Feng, which was left by Emoko in the army when he was young.
Facing this familiar and unfamiliar face again, the wind can no longer be himself. Years of missing, sadness and pain ... all come into being.
"Emoko, that seedling was planted by Chicken Son. It is tenaciously alive, it is waiting for you to come back, Emoko, you are tenaciously alive, you must come back! We are all waiting for you, don't forget, go home early! "
"Son, this is two leaves I picked under the tree half a month ago. I'm afraid I can never go to the mountains again. I want to take this to Tiger Brother. Tell him that no matter where the leaves fall, this land will always be his home! "
Now, everything in the mountain village has changed However, this big tree still stands on that hill, and after 60 years of wind, frost and blood, it is more tall and lush.
The wind blows, the leaves rustle, as if telling, telling the vicissitudes of life here.
The wind blows, motionless, as if watching, waiting for relatives who have not yet returned home.
I celebrated my birthday a few days ago and found that time really passed quickly. I changed a city, and I changed a group of people around me. I am very grateful to those who accompany me, and I miss you very much.
Remember, the first blessing I received when I was 0/8 years old last year was from you. There is no phone call, no text message, only a simple "Happy Birthday" qq message, which I watched over and over again excitedly, trying to find out its implication. Now that I think about it, maybe it's just a simple blessing. As for me now, maybe it is even more irrelevant in your heart.
I have forgotten when I met you. Maybe you've been with me as long as I can remember. In fact, I really believe in fate It is not easy to meet one in such a big world. We watched each other change, from immaturity to maturity. Once we lived in a world where spring was blooming and summer was not so noisy. Even after listening to "Late Autumn", I was not lonely. Even the sunshine in winter is so warm. Never ambiguous, never holding hands, but we are still so tacit, it is enough to have you and me.
At that time, gardenia was in full bloom and the campus was full of flowers, so it was always used as the background when taking photos and videos. You picked a budding gardenia and put it in my tall ponytail. You look at me carefully, and then we will take a photo. Gardenia blossoms every year are always a prelude to parting. The first few times may not feel anything, but when it's our turn to leave, we are filled with emotion. Looking back at the teaching building, playground, dormitory and canteen, there are countless indelible footprints. We are not together, but there are still many intersections. Near the end of the term, I will review for you and test your physical fitness. You will run 800 meters with me and occasionally go home together after school.
Friends first, lovers not full, we all maintain this relationship tacitly, and put each other in a very important position in our hearts. But at the end of the song, people dispersed.
After graduation, we all went to a strange city and started a different life. We are confused, but it still takes a lot of time to get used to it. Our world is constantly expanding, even if there are more flowers, we have no intention to watch. I'd rather hide in the corner than see a lonely figure stretching out in the light on the street corner. Heart, sometimes burning with a fire, sometimes hiding a piece of ice, I am afraid it will be broken accidentally. I know I can't go back to that small world, but I still miss it. It's great after all. After all, I have you by my side.
When I knew you had her, I remembered when we no longer cherished each other. I always thought we wouldn't leave, but in fact, we didn't say goodbye seriously and disappeared. Maybe the world away from someone is so quiet.
Looking back on this youth, you may feel sorry, but no matter how you use it, no matter how great your achievements are, no matter how wonderful your pictures are, you always feel that it is still not perfect, and it is more or less regrettable. Because of this, youth is worth remembering by all of us.
Even if life is more realistic, I still don't live in memories, but I think of you occasionally.
Short story "Sad Heart and Tears": General Author: Chen Long
1940 Spring
The last few soldiers were also killed. The beast rushed to the broken position. After the artillery attack, the hillside was in flames! The flame greedily diluted the flesh and blood of those bodies! The ground is covered with dust! The ground is covered with blood! The ground is full of messy bodies! The position is beyond recognition, and the face is full of vicissitudes. Only blood and sweat mixed with sand dyed his military uniform red. One of his legs was injured by a shell, leaving a new bullet hole in his left arm.
There is endless blood on the land, and the air is filled with the smell of death, which is enough to make people suffocate. There is an indelible cloud over his head.
He needn't have come, but he came anyway.
The soldier rushed up first, but what he saw was a giant covered in blood, towering in a pool of blood. The general glared at him, his red eyes made his opponent's legs tremble like an electric shock. He froze until the gunfire rang and the bullet went through the cold air and hit his forehead. A stream of hot air slowly dripped down his face, and the red mud stuck to the general's eyes and the tip of his nose.
He hasn't been killed! His brain is still awake! After a short period of fear, the soldier seemed to be awakened by the gunfire. He tried to pierce his left rib with a bayonet. The general finally showed a painful expression on his face, with hatred in his eyes and a slight tilt of his body until the giant's body collapsed instantly.
They all said that the general fell like a mountain.
The first battle was in Feishui, the second battle was in Linyi, the third battle was in Xuzhou, the fourth battle was in Suizao, the fifth battle was in Zaoyi, and the last battle was in ... They died in the line of duty!
"My 5,000-year-old nation can never die at the hands of Mishima slaves, and my determination to die for the country and the nation will never change." Heroes whose lofty sentiments are buried in the national spirit will only be reduced to ashes at the moment they fall. The core of the fire did not go out, the gunfire continued, and there seemed to be a moan in the sky. Heaven and earth wept for him, and even Japanese soldiers paid tribute to him. He was out of breath when they stepped over his body, and he didn't know his name until the soldier took out the Parker pen with blood on the front of his clothes.
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After countless spring and autumn, an old man stretched his withered finger to this land: "Here, there is a general who tried his best to save the fate of a nation with his own life!" " "