Chapter 68 Ten minutes to remember

Two days ago, I Googled "Diaoyulang" on Baidu.This is a kind of waterfowl I saw when I was a child. They burrowed straight into the water, and when they reappeared, they carried a splash of water and held a fish in their mouths. They flitted slowly across the sky. The result of Google is that this is a common water bird in China, that is, the kingfisher.The next night, I remembered that I wrote kingfishers in my composition when I was a child.But how could I write about it, if I didn't know that what I saw was a kingfisher?Immediately afterwards, I recalled that my mother once told me that the kingfisher is the kingfisher.So, I forgot this little knowledge, and now I have it back.

At one point I thought I'd seen a hummingbird.It is exactly the same as the hummingbird described in the book. It is very small, flaps its wings very fast, and hovers steadily.Once I saw it sucking the nectar of pansies, it was stronger than Su-30, and it would retreat in the air.Another time, I was walking down the road and it flew a few centimeters in front of the tip of my nose and hovered for two seconds.Its wings flapped so fast it seemed as if they were not moving at all. As a child, this magical bird seemed to me to have a Renoir-like rich, quivering halo.It is the delicate ingenuity of the Creator, the advent of a small myth, one of the proofs that the god is not only vast but also artistically gifted.

It wasn't until I went to middle school that I looked up the information and realized that this was just an illusion.It wasn't a hummingbird I'd seen.Now you can find this passage on the Internet, "Hummingbirds are not distributed throughout China, and some large hawkmoths (such as hummingbird hawkmoths) can be mistaken for hummingbirds when they are active during the day and feed on nectar." Hummingbird, 3 grams Heavy, with a top speed of 100 kilometers per hour, and can rise to an altitude of 5,000 meters, as far away as America. The hummingbird suddenly went away.Kingfishers have also long since disappeared in that water.One day, industrial waste water gushed out.I remember that my dad often wondered why stewed fish smelled like gasoline?Water pollution started in heavy industrial cities and spread to every corner of China, killing whitebait, kingfisher, etc., only crayfish tenaciously expanded their populations.Breeding techniques are also getting more and more aggressive.The hairtail that people in the Northeast used to eat is getting bigger and bigger, the fish has lost its elasticity, it chews like a dough cake, and there are bone tumors at the end of the fishbone.Many years later, I hired a boat and shuttled back and forth in Dongting Lake. While freezing to death, I sighed, man, they used this lake as a toilet.In just over 20 years, everything in this country has changed, from the external environment to people's hearts.

In the past, people were very anxious and high-spirited.I vaguely recall the title of the People's Daily's 1988 New Year's Day editorial called "The Tenth Year of Reform".I decided to spend ten minutes recalling that year, and found this article on the Internet. Some sentences in the article are like this, "We must grasp the central link of reform and drive other work." "The reform of the political system will be gradually implemented; the superstructure Reforms will also be carried out in other fields such as journalism, literature and art.” “Reform is a profound revolution.” etc.

That's an aspirational attitude, right?As for the following sentence, I don't need to look it up and I remember it, "We have lost too much time in the past." Would it be appropriate to say that I felt innocence and passion from it?I continued to search and saw that the 1979 People's Daily New Year's Day editorial criticized bureaucracy and frankly admitted the country's serious illness. "They are not for the revolution, but for being an official. They think that the bigger the stall in charge, the more people in command, and the bigger the official, the higher the political and living conditions. The same machinery and equipment, there are workers and managers in foreign countries. Thousands of people are enough, and we often exceed others by three or four times, but the output is not as good as others. Why?"

The 1980s was an era when there was not much difference between the official style and the folk style, and it was also an era when "why" was often asked.When we stop asking this question, the adolescence of reform and opening up is over.The kingfisher disappears in the sky, the hummingbird disappears in the heart.I have written a New Year's message for a media for several years, you know what is the most difficult thing?It is how to avoid the gloomy atmosphere between the lines so as to match the atmosphere of the New Year.This was not a problem earlier.The first sentence of the above-mentioned New Year's Day editorial is, "We enter 1979 with great excitement." Such a sentence has a premise.A younger age.

Today, I find that we are always making some either-or choices.Either pollution or poverty.Either a kingfisher, or an overly fat hairtail.Either belief or utility.Either spirit or flesh.Either the spring of science, or the hot summer of power and money.Either innocent and ignorant, or mature and sophisticated.In the end, the most memorable thing in these years turned out to be a disappearing song of a bird.