The story of the Great Wall

The long river of history has precipitated its own story, which has been ups and downs for more than 60 years. When I hear something nice, I think of recalling the past and looking for memories of the past. A story pieced together from a chaotic and intermittent memory. Write your own story and read it yourself.

Childhood impression

My childhood impression is very vague, and I vaguely remember some.

At that time, Sanming Chengguan was called Sanyuan District. At that time, it was mainly a wooden house with a very small amount of brick and wood structures. Only the government and government schools are small high-rise buildings with brick-concrete structure, and the highest one is only 4~5 floors.

Zhongshan Road (National Highway 205) is the main street of Chengguan, with wooden houses on both sides.

September 25th, 1955, the 10th day of the eighth lunar month. The Great Wall was born in Xinkou, Sanming.

My parents are illiterate, illiterate and honest, and have eaten up all the ups and downs in the world. From Xinzhuangyang Village, Baizhang, Minqing, I came to Shenkou, Sanming to make a living by punting. After boating in Shaxi River at Shenkou Mufan Station for several years, I went to Chengguan Land and Water Society and Sanming No.2 Transportation Company, and rode a human scooter all over the streets of Sanyuan District. It was the most bitter generation.

Shenkou is a small natural village with a stone arch bridge, which is a stone bridge left over from ancient times. The stream under the bridge flows into Shaxi River. Here, every time we go to the market, there are crowds of people, and the stalls along the street are very lively. There is a magnet that I like to eat.

This reminds me of living here with my parents when I was a child. I remember that there is a fast slate in front of my house, which can be cool in summer. ... when I was in junior high school, I took a 20-minute bus to Shenkou to go to the market, bought chickens and lived on the hill opposite Chengguan Wood Factory.

At that time, the bus ticket from Chengguan to Shenkou was twenty cents. At that time, rice bran and chickens and ducks were bought in Shenkou market by car.

I still remember when I was a child, I followed my father from Chengguan to Shenkou (about 196 1 year). At that time, my father's land in Sanming Shenkou would make a living by boating. My father punted in Xinyi and my mother was in Sanming. Only Yao Aijiao remembers the past.

Second, my home.

When I was very young, I was born in Xinkou, and my memory is vague. Sanming Chengguan lived in a wooden house on the lower reaches of Shaxi River on Zhongshan Road, and later went to a house on Fenggang Road (where the Chengguan Police Station is now located). These two places are the earliest impressions.

The earliest memory is living in a wooden house. I remember there was a bowl hanging on the beam with a basket. When I took it, I fell to the ground and broke many bowls. This is Shengli Road near National Highway 205.

The second time I lived in a private house in the middle of Xiang Yang Lane, there was a seed station opposite, and I had a nightmare. I still remember my elder sister from Minqing came to Sanming in the middle of the night and I fell asleep. She put the candy in my mouth.

The third time, at the edge of Taibao Temple (the intersection there), Kangfu Road went to the Third Hospital and the other side went to Shaxi River through the pier steps. In addition, there are Zhongshan Road up and down.

The story of sericulture in my head, and the big old snake in the house. I attended a banquet with my mother in my hometown and was treated by the neighborhood Committee to clean up the stinking ditch on the street.

The fourth time, living on the side of the road; Father punted at Shenkou, pulling some old materials demolished in the countryside. A wooden house of about 4~50 square meters was built across the road, but it was not built. It was not built because it was bullied by the villagers in Minqing next door.

For the fifth time, my parents failed to build a house on the riverside beach, the former residence of the current railway station. That year (1962), there was a beach on the second bank of Shaxi River, and the footprints of children bathing by the river were left on the gray and grayish yellow beaches.

Finally, on the hillside opposite the timber factory, there is a house with earth walls. I graduated from the fourth grade of primary school to junior high school. ( 1966 ~ 1972)

I lived in a self-built hut for the sixth time. Yao was born in a hut, and my sister loves to get married. Mother works in a gravel company.

Finally, due to disagreement with neighbors, the house was sublet, and my family moved to Qianjin Road 129 (according to the queue file). Dutch is a private residence in an alley below Xiang Yang Lane.

At the intersection of Xia Xiang and Zhongshan Road, there is a wooden house. There is a compartment, which is very low and people can't stretch straight. The first kitchen, the one in the middle is occupied by single women, and the one behind Zhongshan Road is only 12 square meters. Building a house is really pitiful. There are six people, Ai Xian, Ai Yu, Guang Jin, my parents and I, crowded together. There is no furniture, wooden oranges, wooden boxes and a scooter. Is all the possessions. I left my home here and cut in line in the country.

On March 25th, 1972, I tried to remember. That day I accompanied educated youth to Jikou Farm to jump the queue and go to the countryside.

When I go to the countryside, I go home from time to time. Parents often move, right on this Zhongshan Road. To save a few dollars, they moved around. There are two houses on Zhongshan Road near Xiang Yang Lane, and two places where Taibao Temple meets an alley.

In June, 1976, when I selected songs, 165438+ 10, I lived in an alley of Taibao Temple. I lived there when I was in coal school, and I was there when I was working in Jiangle.

1When yl was born at the end of 982, my family was living in a wooden house near the pier at the entrance of Yangxiangkou.

It was not until 1983 that my parents moved to the building of the second transportation company in the railway station. As soon as the building was built, they began to rob the house. At that time, people's room conditions were too bad to live in room 203. The room is about 60 square meters, full of parents, and Ai Yu walks into the lamp. My family. There are seven people. Ai Yu got married here, but I can't remember the exact time.

The train station lived until his parents died, and Yao lived until he changed his house. 20 17 went to Sanming's former residence to see the house-the railway station, which has become a dangerous building. The houses built by Qian Jiu for villagers and other private people have been demolished. Only this building cried in the wind and rain. Seeing this old house, many stories have passed with time. This is Room 203. My parents, Ai Yu, Guangjin, Great Wall, Yangtze River and their children had a wonderful time. "Great Wall" and "Let It Be" go to Longyan Coal School from here. "Linzi" went to finance and economics school from here and worked in a plastic factory.

Second, the story of the earth house.

The house on the hillside opposite the woodwork factory.

It is located on the hillside opposite Sanming Chengguan Timber Factory. At that time, several foreigners dug a clearing along the hillside and built earth walls or brick houses along the hillside. The first floor on the hillside is a row of brick bungalows of a unit. We pass by here every day and then walk up the dirt steps to the house on the second floor.

I went to Chengguan Primary School and lived in a small house on the hillside. It only took me a few minutes to get to school. Now there is an open space left in the school building, which has been made into a parking lot.

At that time, the main entrance of the primary school faced a row of brick houses, and on the left was a pigsty. On the right is the wooden house on Chang 'an Road, where Liu Wanju once lived.

On the right of the school gate is the Chinese medicine hospital.

Recalling the experience of primary school, I remember that the school is a three-story building. The intermediate platform is used for speeches at the conference. At the school gate is the classroom in physical education class. There are bunkers and some sports grounds opposite the teaching building. In a word, the campus area is very small. I graduated from primary school in August, 1969, and I didn't take any photos of my graduating class. Only one person gave each other an inch of photos. The photo album also contains photos of Liu Fengjun, Liu Wanju, Deng Yanqing, Deng Yanyan and Pan Wenjie.

At that time, my father pulled a scooter, my mother did housework, and my mother also worked in Shashi Company. Yao Aijiao got married in 1966 and Yao Guangjin was born in 1967. It's a simple earthen wall house, and a family of seven people spent a hard time here. I had a carefree life when I was a child. We are too young to understand. I remember that during the period of 1964~ 1965, we built earth walls with loess and semi-red bricks (inspected by brick factory), and my father manually built a bungalow with a wooden device, which was divided into four small rooms. In the south, we still use some picked semi-red bricks to build walls. To the north is the kitchen. Behind the kitchen is a mountain with buttonwood trees. On the plane tree, my parents grow vegetables, long beans and green beans. I also help carry water and water vegetables. On weekends, I help my father push the rickshaw.

During the Cultural Revolution, when we heard gunshots, our parents built us a small bed in the back room of the earthen house to escape the war. During the Cultural Revolution, posters were all over the place, which affected the study of primary schools and senior grades. Senior students join the series, and junior students join the Red Army. All kinds of mass organizations are all over the society, and the three faiths and four infinite enter our minds. Seeing that the office of the municipal party Committee is in a mess, the school can't attend classes. The whole social order was chaotic, and there was a war on the way from Chengguan to Xiayang, which caused casualties. Now in the department store (Youth Road), a naked body was soaked with medicine, and the whole city went to see it. The walls on both sides of this street are covered with posters.

There were two mass organizations in Sanming during the Cultural Revolution: 128 and 624. All these mass organizations with the political color of the Cultural Revolution have seriously affected social progress and interfered with people's normal life. In that scene out of control, news of the war kept coming.

I dug a tunnel behind the kitchen and didn't know the support. Digging for 2~3m. Then there was a heavy rain, and the rain penetrated the soil layer, collapsed and washed down the earth wall of the kitchen. Fortunately, it's not serious.

On the left side of the house, there is a dug small vegetable garden with some side dishes. Water artificially when it is dry. Tap water should be connected in barrels at someone else's door 200 meters to the left. Water is very economical. There is no electric light, so it is a kerosene lamp. My nose was blackened when I was doing my homework under the lamp.

Behind the house is a hill with thatched trees and several buttonwood trees. In spring, it is a green scene with big leaves, white flowers and spherical fruits. In winter, all the leaves are gone, and the bare trunks are flying in the cold air in winter.

Tuwu had a happy childhood, and some things in the past flew around in my mind, thinking about past life experiences and lamenting the hardships of my parents.

Earth house, down to the highway, the steps are slippery, and my mother slipped on the steps when she came home from work.

There are two hens at home, and they are going to lay eggs soon. At night, the cage forgot to move into the room. The next day, I found that the whole cage was stolen by thieves, which made my mother cry sadly.

Tuwu, we are brothers and sisters. I will bully Aijiao and sometimes quarrel with them. Aijiao got married when she was very young. When her mother was 42 years old (1967), her sister also gave birth to a child. Her child got rickets and died a few years later.

At that time, parents had many children at home, and life was very hard. Parents getting married is also a helpless move.

I went to my classmate's house to play until 9~ 10 in the evening when I was in a mud house. When the Internationale sounded in the street, I walked home on the road. At that time, there were no karaoke bars, televisions and mobile phones, and I went to bed as soon as it got dark. The bad condition is kerosene lamp lighting.

At that time, the plywood factory was at the top of the road slope, and there was a vegetable field for local farmers from the timber factory to the plywood factory. The wood factory faces the sea, and the plywood factory is up the hill. When life is hard, I go to farmers' fields to pick leaves to eat. Father went to check the leaves of vegetables and had an argument with the vegetable farmers.

In order to build the road from the timber factory to the plywood factory, Chengguan Land and Water Society arranged employees to build roads at night. I did it for my father.

At that time, my father was unloading wood in a plywood factory and saw a table winding plywood on the rolled wood. Pine bark was cut off and sold to the public by handcart. Qian Jiu is a fellow villager who lives in an alley near Hongqi Cinema. I used to be a fellow villager who sold rickshaw bark for a long time. A rickshaw bark was only 2 yuan.

Sanming plywood factory moved from other places to Sanming. In the early 1960 s, Sanming began to build textile mills, printing and dyeing factories, etc. They all entered Sanming at that time. My father also worked in a factory for a while. At that time, I was also taking a bath in the bathhouse of the factory. Some parents of my classmates work in this factory.

The factory is large, and my mother fished and sold shrimp (raw shrimp) in the dormitory of plywood factory. Raw shrimp costs 30 cents per catty. I fished it out of the fields around Zhongcun, which reminds me of that time. My mother took Aijiao and me to the mountain path behind Fuxingbao Plastic Factory, and went over the mountains to a mountain ridge. We use nets to catch shrimp and other plankton in the water beside the rice fields. At that time, the farmland did not use chemical fertilizers and pesticides, and maintained the original ecological environment.

From the early morning, take dry food, take a walk on the mountain behind Fuxingbao Plastic Factory, climb up the mountain, walk up the steep slope halfway up the mountain, and take a flat mountain road. Down to the foot of the mountain, there is a natural village with ridges and streams. Spring ploughing in March-April and July-August, summer sowing and summer harvest, the fields are full of plankton such as shrimp and shrimp nets. At that time, it was also a considerable income.

Shrimp was sold the next day. If you can't sell it, make it into shrimp paste. Eating too much shrimp paste as a child is also one of the reasons for bad skin.

Only minqing people in the local area have shrimp fishing. I remember once going shrimp fishing with my sister. On my way home, I knocked over her shrimp tube on my way to Daluping, and the shrimp was alive and kicking on the ground …

In the back hill of Yamakaji Plastic Factory, my mother, I and Ai Jiao went to check the remaining black branches of Yamakaji. When I moved home to make firewood, I remembered to check too much and desperately moved firewood back and forth until it was dark.

I spent my childhood and junior high school in this earth-walled house.1In September, 969, I went directly to Sanming No.1 Middle School to study as a senior one. It's 2~3 kilometers from home to school. Walk ten kilometers twice a day. After the long steps of Linguang Stadium and the aluminum products factory.

Linguang Stadium is on a high hillside, passing through steep and long continuous steps from experimental primary school, which is the only way for me to go to middle school.

In junior high school, politics came first, and I studied engineering and agronomy. This school has a school-run farm and factory. Go to the countryside to support agriculture every summer. I also go to the school-run farm to work every year.

I remember once after school, it was a dark and stormy day. A high-voltage wire landed and the students ran forward in the heavy rain. They didn't notice that the high-voltage electricity fell in front of them, and two students were electrocuted at once.

I remember one thing. 1970, the students were having a class in the church when suddenly there was a noise outside the window. Everyone rushed out and saw smoke billowing in the morning light. When a fire broke out, everyone immediately rushed to the scene, ran out of the school, passed the aluminum products factory, walked to the steps of the lighting stadium, and saw the scene of a sea of fire in the houses of Zhongshan Road in Chengguan. The students rushed down the steps of Linguang Stadium and went to the scene to help put out the fire. What a mess. People can't tell whose property it is, so they go one by one. The fire is getting bigger and bigger, and it is all wooden houses. Finally, the fire source was blown up with explosives at the intersection of Zhongshan Road.

In the past two years, junior high school life has passed in a blur. With the climax of going up and down the mountain, junior high school graduates came to Jikou Farm to receive re-education from poor middle peasants.

At that time, my parents and next-door neighbors were not United, and they often quarreled and didn't live for a few years. 1972 before jumping in line to the countryside, my family moved to the lower lane of Zhongshan Road, and the file said Qianjin Road 129.

The earth rent on the mountain was given to others, as if it had been taken to court for rent. I was too young to help.

Finally, for the above reasons, the adobe house was sold. I have rented a house in the local area for a long time, and I am very poor.

Third, Shaxi River.

Shaxi River, one of the Minjiang River systems, flows into Shaxi River from Han County, Huangshaxi, Shaxi Village, Chetoukou, Jikou, Yan Qian and Mingxi Huangsha Village.

Another tributary originates from Hexi Kou, Xixi, Chahu River and Jiulong River in Ninghua, and crosses Xi Zhi in Qingliu County and enters Yong 'an.

The source of another tributary flows into Yong 'an from the stream in Liancheng Beituan Town.

Three tributaries join Yong 'an River and Shaxi River at Xinkou, forming Shaxi River.

This river divides Sanyuan District into two parts. Chengguan in the east is the seat of Sanming Municipal Government in the 1960s, and Sanming Railway Station in yingtan-xiamen railway and Lotus Machinery and Chemical Plant are in the west.

From Chengguan to the railway station, pedestrians take the pontoon bridge and vehicles take the ferry (connected by two wooden boats). Hanging on the wire rope pulley, crossing the other side by the power of water).

When we were young, in summer, we would dive and swim by the pontoon bridge. My parents wouldn't let me take a bath by the river and told Aijiao to watch, but I went swimming by the river secretly. Once diving on a pontoon bridge, my second thumb on my right foot was cut by sharp glass, and there is still a scar.

At that time, there was a beach on the river beach near the railway station, and there were no buildings. The pontoon bridge has to go through a few hundred meters of gravel road to get to the railway station.

On the chengguan side, there are several docks going down to Shaxi, from top to bottom. Kangfu Road, Xiang Yang Road, Qingnian Road, opposite Wujiaohua Store. The big camphor tree next to the bamboo club. Chengguan pontoon bridge, ferry crossing the road (Guo Shangbin's home).

Shaxi River meets Dragon Boat Festival. At that time, the locals carried the dragon boat out of the temple and went down to the river to hold the annual dragon boat rowing competition. The scene is spectacular. Use local folk songs to express the happiness of the festival.

Floods, raging rivers, yellow and yellow, with sediment and boards rushing down from the upstream, rushed past, and some individuals supported bamboo rafts and rowed over to pick up wood.

I remember a flood that directly overturned the ferry carrying passengers and flooded many people. In 2003, Sanming Chengguan Bridge was completed.

Fourth, the experience of living on Zhongshan Road.

Zhongshan Road, along the north direction of Shaxi River, was one of the main streets of that year. Board houses with wooden structures on both sides, and several brick houses. 1992 old city reconstruction, built 205 national highway. All the old buildings are gone.

On Zhongshan Road, near the river of Yiyuan Road, there is a banyan tree, a thousand-year-old tree. At the edge of the tree are the steps leading to Shaxi. There are small shops, bamboo clubs and chengguan police station nearby.

Zhushe, I am in the fifth grade of primary school. I was apprenticed to a master in Zhushe, and I had my hair cut once a month. I had lunch at my sister's house in Fenggang Road at noon. On one occasion, I followed the workers of the Bamboo Society to the table of Fuxingbao Plastic Factory to weave baskets with bamboo sticks, wrap them in plastic buckets, and load them out of the factory. I still remember the delicious lunch I had in the canteen of the plastics factory 3. I was only 1 1 years old.

The street view of Zhongshan Road, the location of every store and the troubles in memory are really indelible memories.

At the intersection of Zhongshan Road and Jiefang Road, there is a photo studio by the river where Pan Wenjie lives, opposite Mulan Sales Department.

There is a recycling shop on Jiefang Road. My classmates and I once went to the waterworks to inspect and sell waste products, and our hands were cut by glass and bled. Also, I went to the opposite factory to check that the copper and aluminum were sold 1-2 yuan. At that time, I was really happy.

There is a drink seller on Jiefang Road, and it costs 50 cents a cup. I'm thirsty. I can buy a cup for 5 cents.

On March 25th, 72, I went to Jikou Farm to go to the countryside. At that time, my parents moved around in order to save a few pieces of rent.

There are two houses inside and outside the local wooden house 50 meters from Xiaxiangkou to Yangxiangkou.

I remember one time Sister Changjiang came to my house and lived in a factory beside Zhongshan Road. 50 meters below the entrance of Xiang Yang Lane. My father ate my mother's fried rice at three o'clock in the morning, so he pulled a scooter and now he calls the quarry at the foot of Hongrushan to pull stones. Pull stones from the mountain to Fuxing Castle. Round trip15km. A load of stones costs 2~3 yuan. Pull two or three carts a day. I sometimes help my father push the cart behind the cart.

In the quarry in the morning, first pull 1~2 carts of stones, unload them to the roadside, then go up the mountain, pull a cart of stones down, pass the small slope of the plywood factory, go to the long slope under the city gate, pass the machine brick factory of the soy sauce factory, and then take the road of the factory of Fuxing Fort. There are glass factories and plastic factories under construction. At that time, there was no automobile transportation, and it was all about pulling stones and bricks by carts.

After a long time, there were more than a dozen carts. When they returned empty, each car was packed together and walked down a long slope. It's a beautiful scenery, a landscape.

At that time, life was very hard, and every penny had to be carried. When taking a bath, burn yourself in a cauldron and wash your body in a big barrel. The stove is a wood stove. So the middle school will go up the mountain to cut wood and make a fire with classmates on weekends. When Jikou went down the mountain, a load of wood went to the logging yard to check firewood, and it was transported to Sanming's house to burn firewood. I remember one time, the firewood on the car was unloaded at the customs at the crossroads. Later, my father and I used a scooter to pull it to the houses on Zhongshan Road.

I cut in line at Jikou. My family has two houses by the pier where we moved to Xiang Yang Lane, and two houses by the lane on Kangfu Road.

In 75, I talked about my friends. At that time, my family lived in the position of Zhongshan Road at Yangxiangkou.

When I was transferred, I spent the night in Liedong Jianyi dormitory, which is familiar to Fuzhou people and my mother, with a transfer order. One year during the Spring Festival, I went to his house with the Yangtze River.

The next morning, I went to Liedong Bus Station, took a bus to Datian Construction, and changed to another bus to "Sanming Coal Mine" in Huainan, Yong 'an.

From the coal mine to the coal school, in March of' 77, my family lived in the alley under Kangfu Road. Mother went to the rotten house on the steps of the rehabilitation pier to cut the ash bag.

1February, 979, I went to Jiangle. The wedding furniture was processed in the building and transported to Jiangle by a car pulling cement from the coal mine.

1980, our family moved back to the wooden house near the pier in Xiang Yang Lane, with ventilation all around. Ai xian is in a shoe factory. She has a bad relationship with her parents.

65438+80 February 65438+August, my eldest daughter Lin Zi was born here. Due to the late delivery of the Yangtze River, I took a two-year family leave. To accompany the Yangtze River in production, the back of the wooden house by the river is ventilated, and it is cold in winter, and the bed is not padded, with books on it. Confinement in winter. It is really bitter.

On the day of the full moon, I still remember inviting Liu Wanju home to drink the full moon wine. At that time, the family was too poor.

In the 1980s, with the liberalization of policies, Zhongshan Road became prosperous. Smoke and rice are released.

Fifth, recall the story of junior high school.

Sanming No.1 Middle School has a relatively large area. The main entrance is a few hundred meters away from the fork of Yin Hongshan, and the back door is the school gate of No.1 Middle School. The aluminum products factory is separated by an earth wall. Half the students enter the campus through the back door. I remember there was a dry ditch in the school. In addition to the bomb shelter and grain accumulation left by the Cultural Revolution, there is also a' mass grave' with many bones.

There is a building similar to a temple. The factory where Mr. Shi Nengkang takes students to make medicine. Our classmates went to pick wild chrysanthemums to make loquat syrup.

Remember a playground, next to the teaching building. The impression is too vague. No matter what I think, I can't remember what my alma mater is like. Some things, with regret, disappear in memory forever.

Impression of Zheng, in the school-run farm on New Year's Day in 72, he asked, what is the name of the article in the New Year's Day editorial? I still remember being asked at a meeting in a humble cottage on the farm. Time flies, and more than 40 years have passed. I can't remember the original appearance.

The day Yoshiguchi cut in line.

Time has passed inadvertently, and it is also a kind of spiritual enjoyment to be able to achieve today and recall the past. I turned the pages from the 7~80 diaries I left behind and saw the Great Wall of that year. It seems that the fire passed yesterday.

I pulled the time back to March 25th. 1972. I just graduated from Sanming No.1 Middle School. 16-year-old registration to the countryside, approved by the four municipal offices. The fresh graduates are assigned to three farms in Rao Hui, Xikou and Jikou. It better belong to Jikou Farm.

1March 25th, 972, which was an unforgettable day, I came to Jikou Farm. Is arranged in the front of the second agricultural team pit, Pan Wenjie and others went together.

Jikou Farm in Sanming City is located at the junction of Sanming and Mingxi, 30 kilometers away from Provincial Highway 306. The farm consists of Dajixi, Chetoukeng and Farm Department. Engaged in tea team, fruit team, pig farm, fish pond, agricultural team, machine brick factory, chicken farm, tractor station and other economic entities. In the 1970s and 1990s, farms flourished.

The earliest educated youth went to the countryside is 7 1. I am the second batch. He came to Jikou Farm to go to the countryside with,, Min Mingxing, Xiao Indonesia,, Du and others. Later, many groups of educated youth came intermittently.

In the first year, I was in the second team of Chechetoukeng, a small natural village near the junction of Mingxi County. A Jikou River with peaks on both sides. The local people are basically surnamed Deng, including captains Deng Shengxin, Deng Shuizhu, Deng, Deng Biyang, Deng Shengkuan, Qiu Jinchao, etc.

As early as 58 years ago, there was a unit of Jikou Seed Farm in Chetoukeng, which was later merged into Jikou Farm.

At that time, the farm was better than going to the production brigade. The farm pays wages once a month, kills pigs once a month, and each person has a catty of pork. There is a canteen and a medical room, which the rural brigade does not have.

In the first year, Pan Wenjie and I were assigned to the second agricultural team in front of the farm. Mainly planting rice, planting rice in the mountains and ridges, remember to call it Luokeng. The captain's name is Deng Shengxin, and he died two years ago. He went to work with the old farmers of the agricultural team, with the highest score of 10. Our educated youth was rated as 5, 1 point 1 point. In the first year, the state provided educated youth with 8 yuan per month, and in the second year, there was no subsidy. At that time, more than ten yuan a month was used up every month. I remember that in the first month, I bought a meal ticket and gave the remaining 4 yuan to my parents. That was the second time I gave money to my family. The first time I was an apprentice in the riverside bamboo club on Zhongshan Road, and I went to 8 yuan every month. …

First, I have done transplanting, chopping (chopping grass on the embankment with a flat machete), pulling out seedlings, picking seedlings, fertilizing in the Abel Tamata, weeding, and sometimes pulling weeds in the water by hand. At that time, my feet were itchy with mosquito bites, my skin was scratched and my blood was oozing out. I covered them with dirt from the ground.

Every morning, facing the morning glow, I have to carry a hoe across a small bridge and do farm work in the fields across the river. The stream under the bridge is called Jikouxi. The river is crystal clear, and plankton such as shrimp and small fish can be seen with the naked eye, which shows the purity of the environment in the 1970s.

I pass this stream every day after work, and go swimming and bathing directly in the river in summer. When I first went, I planted double-cropping rice in March, and began to prepare for spring ploughing at the end of February in early spring, from seedling raising to transplanting at the end of March. It has entered the stage of raking grass, fertilizing and applying pesticide.

At that time, the water in the field was still very cold. I learned from them to roll up my trouser legs, bite my teeth and walk barefoot in the paddy field. Feel the biting pain of cold water. Stepping on the soft mud, bare skin and cold water, the iron creeper made of wood twisted back and forth among the seedlings in the field, and the grass growing in the soil was turned and floated to the surface of the water, and the originally clear water suddenly turned yellow ... After a few days, the seedlings in the rice field grew much taller, jointing and heading, and light yellow rice flowers were opened. A few days later, the rice flowers formed rice ears, and the rice ears gradually changed from turquoise to yellow, forming heavy rice.

Summer has come, and two guns have entered. At that time, it was called summer harvest and summer sowing, because the rice here was double cropping rice. After harvesting early rice, it is followed by ploughing, transplanting and planting late rice. I have cut millet, planted seedlings and dried millet. I remember at that time, I just ate the same pot and made steamed bread in unison. Steamed bread according to the team's hair, making snacks in the fields, and even making tea in the fields.

Transfer Sanming Coal Mine

It is the wish of all educated youth to transfer back to the city. Everyone shows their magical powers, finds their way out, and regards the countryside as a transitional stronghold. My parents are illiterate and have no social background. As soon as the farm had a transfer quota, it was all taken away by other educated youths. By June 1976 1 1, Sanming Coal Mine was recruiting. Educated youths think that coal mines are hard and dangerous, which has the influence of "men don't enter the mine, women don't enter the spinning". No one signed up for the coal mine. I see this is also an opportunity to transfer. Just sign up, fill out the form, and come down and transfer the order. So I came to Sanming Coal Mine.

Remember to take the shuttle bus from Sanming to Jianshe at Liedong Long-distance Station when reporting to Sanming Coal Mine. In order to catch the early bus, I went to a Fuzhou carpenter my mother knew and called Jane one day in advance. Buildings in the vicinity of Liedong No.2 Middle School. I stayed with him for one night. Walk to the station early the next morning, take a bus to Daejeon at 6 o'clock, follow the old highway, enter Fuxingbao from Dongsha, arrive at Panshan Highway Construction Station, get off, and then transfer to Yong 'an Huainan Commune. Construction to Huainan is a downhill road.

In Huainan, I found a coal mine. When fashion was in the preparatory stage, houses in coal mines were still under construction. All the houses, offices and warehouses are rented by local people.

A few people were recruited from all over the world, and their names can't be remembered.

1976165438+1October 26th,

Xiaomeilongyan

Assigned to Jiangle Coal Mine

Restructuring, bid farewell to coal mines

It's really hard to look back on the past life.

To be continued.