Chapter 61 Twenty-four, put it to death and then live (3)

Even so, the experience of Sangyu is still cherished by me. I hit it off with nature and farmers in the countryside.It excites me in a daze, comforts me in the openness, and entertains me in the wild.I got new experience, new knowledge, new feeling.For example, when local farmers comment on wine, they only recognize Baigan. They say that wine is "sour swill" and beer is "horse urine".They said, "What does Beijing produce (produce)? It produces dung." They also said that there are many rich people in the eastern city of Beijing, the dung is strong, and the price is higher than that in the western district.Li San, our excrement captain, was the guerrilla captain of the team back then.He repeatedly told us that the more dirty the work, the more clean it should be.I also can't forget the scene when every family sent their own submerged pickle jars to the cafeteria during the communalization.I can't forget to put a walnut leaf on the door of every house during the beginning of autumn.Boy He De?And Wen Qisheng!

Maybe this is really the spirit of Ah Q?Perhaps I had genuinely forgotten my dire situation?Maybe my cells contain the genes of frustrated Chinese literati wandering among mountains and rivers?After all, I am still young, there is nothing to worry about.The mountain breeze is refreshing, the mountains are colorful, the mountain paths are uneven, the rocks are active, and the mountains are vast; the water is bright and sparkling, the waterways are curved, and the sound of the water is like words; Building blocks, lush vegetation, flying insects and birds; earth atmosphere coming slowly, cooking smoke curling up, hard work, clear solar terms, simple and honest folk customs, close folk customs... Beautiful Sangyu, Xiuzai mountain village, why are they so close to each other for half a year, like a poem like a dream Oh!