See the prose of Wei Zi Hua Kai.

The flowers of Wei Zi in this city are in full bloom again. Red, purple, white and pink, emitting wisps of fragrance in the soft smoky wind. In the evening, walking on the people's avenue, the wind is slightly, as if it were pouring down on me; Hua trembled as if to tell me. In such years, I am particularly apt to think of Xiaoqiu, a scrawny and frail migrant worker from the 1960s, who dedicated his youth and life to our small town, a tailor who came to start a business with dreams since 1980s. Yes, when I think of Xiaoqiu, everything is so far away, and everything seems to be yesterday.

Xiaoqiu opened clothing stores in Xiguan, Nanguan and Daodong of the small town. This clothing store is called "Shanghai". The locals thought he was from Shanghai, but he wasn't. He is from Haimen, Jiangsu. He has a brother and a sister, but his parents are disabled. He has suffered from blood diseases since he was a child. He is always ill and can't do heavy work. So he taught himself to learn from the teacher and learned the good craftsmanship of the tailor. He told me that he came out to work with a dream. His dream is to work hard for a few years, go back to Haimen to build several buildings, be filial to his parents, and let his children no longer live in his brother's house. He dreams of giving his children the best education and going to Peking University or Tsinghua one day. He thinks that our traffic here is very good, and it is connected with Xuzhou, and he still feels in Jiangsu. There is a big calendar hanging on the wall of his shop. He checks it every day to remember how many days he has been away. Every time he calculates how much money he has earned, he will be very happy and glad that he has caught up with a good era closer to his dream.

Xiaoqiu is honest and kind, and she is really meticulous in making clothes for men, women and children in the city. From pattern to cutting, from sewing to keyhole, to hanging and folding, we strive for perfection. He said that it is very important to make clothes fabrics, but tailoring and fine workmanship are the most important. In the 1980s, people did not buy finished clothes directly from stores today, but chose a good clothing store for customization. For many years, Xiaoqiu's clothing store has always been crowded. In a sense, his clothes lead the trend of the small town clothing market. His craftsmanship and personality make him have a large number of loyal old customers wherever he goes. People who mentioned tailor Fu Xiaoqiu and asked him to make clothes praised him. "Rewarding peaches and plums" is the virtue of small-town people. Therefore, every holiday, Xiaoqiu's old customers and neighbors will give him something to eat for the New Year. Xiaoqiu said, I feel very comfortable here, and the people here are also good. He lives in our small town with gratitude.

However, Xiaoqiu also has pain, and that is his illness. I still don't know what kind of blood disease he has. I only know that he is getting better like a normal person, and he was almost paralyzed in bed when he was sick. I once asked the doctor, who was vague and only said that his illness was congenital and could be life-threatening at any time. So I pay special attention to Xiaoqiu. Xiaoqiu has repeatedly lamented that it is not easy for foreigners to go out. I feel the same way, so I often went to see him in those years and tried my best to help him. I helped him find the Disabled Persons' Federation and gave him a disability certificate. I helped him run the industrial and commercial tax, and tried to give him appropriate business relief. Therefore, Xiaoqiu opened a tailor shop in the city, which should be said to have taken care of all aspects.

Two years ago, Xiaoqiu's efforts finally paid off handsomely. He used the money he earned to build a building in his hometown in Jiangsu. It is said that the building is no less built than a villa in a big city. Xiaoqiu's wife is very virtuous. In addition to taking care of the children at home to go to school and helping my sister get married, I am also very filial to the two disabled elderly people. Xiaoqiu comes back once a year, and the family is really happy and the marriage is thriving. Aroused the envy of hometown people. Xiaoqiu is also happy and cheerful all day, saying that her dream has come true.

Xiaoqiu doesn't drink or smoke, and life is very simple. His only hobby is walking. At that time, many Lagerstroemia indica trees were planted in Nanguan. Xiaoqiu likes it very much. Whenever Lagerstroemia indica blooms, we like walking under the flower tree best. Every time the breeze blows gently, colorful colors are sprinkled on the ground. Smelling the faint flowers, we will talk a lot about the past in Jiangnan. Xiaoqiu said that I didn't catch up with the good times and was sent to the countryside from Shanghai at a young age. Xiaoqiu said he was luckier than me. Although I experienced various years such as famine and Cultural Revolution, I didn't suffer anything, but I tasted the sweetness of a good policy of reform and opening up. I agree with him that it's really not easy for you. It's your character and perseverance that have brought you to today. You have experienced so many ups and downs, you should be a historical witness of reform and opening up. Xiaoqiu will shake his head again and again and say, "Good policy! Good policy! " We chat for a while, sigh for a while, and often go home after midnight when crape myrtle is stained with crystal dew.

I was in poor health for a while, and suddenly I felt that I hadn't seen Xiaoqiu for a long time. I went to Daodong, but the neighbor of the small tailor's shop told me that Xiaoqiu suddenly fell ill earlier and died after being rescued. His wife came to thank her neighbors, holding Xiaoqiu's ashes, and has returned to her hometown. This is really a bolt from the blue. For a moment, I felt like I was dreaming. When I stood in front of Dao Dong's former Shanghai clothing store, I suddenly realized the sadness of Du Fu's sentence, "The petals have flowed like tears, and the lonely bird has sang grief." I can't believe this place is empty for a long time. I always feel that Xiaoqiu is still standing there with a tape measure around his neck and chalk in his hand, smiling at me.

Xiaoqiu's life is neither short nor long. If he were still alive, he would be sixty years old this year. Xiaoqiu is gone. Many people who asked him to make clothes remember him and remember his efforts and sweat for the clothing industry in the town. Everyone will sigh that it is a pity that Xiaoqiu is still young.

Among all sentient beings, Xiaoqiu is just a nobody, but no one has his own gorgeous dream. It is such millions of little people in Qian Qian who are living, working and diligent. This is the endless and powerful rise of our great Chinese nation. If the years of life are a long river, the hill is just a dreamy little spray, but it is also the case that thousands of spray waves in Qian Qian have merged into a huge wave that will never return to the sea. Only then, Xiaoqiu's life is valuable.

Wei Zihua opens every year, and today, it is still blooming so brilliantly. On such a day, I miss Xiaoqiu. I think, Xiaoqiu left me not only the dream of family, but the persistence of survival and the unremitting pursuit of the future.