Chapter 52 Section 3

The next day, before dawn, the director of the Revolutionary Committee drove the tractor and stopped at the door of the farm dormitory, ready to send the educated youth to the township bus station.At that time, the entire Hulingzi Township had no roads. The so-called bus station was just a signboard in the middle of a dilapidated road on the grassland. Every morning and evening, a bus from the county passed by.Even so, the bus station is far away from the farm—after all, the grassland is too big, so if you want to get on the morning bus, you have to get up early in the morning to go to the station.

In the pitch-black night sky, a few remnant stars are dotted on it, all of them shone like shivering from the cold.The vast distance stretches as far as the eye can see, with bursts of dark blue twilight drifting past, giving people an unreal feeling, as if this vast world is a ship without cables, drifting to nowhere, occasionally a few undulating The mountain ridge is just like an island in the sea... "Just leave like this?" The educated youths huddled in the back of the tractor, warmed each other with their bodies, and drove away the unique cold in the early morning.Li Jialiang looked at the night gradually receding behind him, and suddenly said infinitely sad.

Lei Kangmei asked, "Lao Li, are you afraid?" "What are you afraid of?" Li Jialiang looked at him in bewilderment. Lei Kangmei was silent. Li Jialiang couldn't see his expression clearly, and asked sullenly: "By the way, why didn't Wuyunqige come to see me off?" "She's scared." "What are you afraid of?" Li Jialiang became even more strange. However, Lei Kangmei remained silent. The cold wind whistling, rose from the vast distance, swept across the grassland unscrupulously, and blew Li Jialiang's eyes into confusion: the night was as thick as ink, and as dark as iron, on the hills covered with jagged rocks, we could faintly see There is a large piece of black snow that has not yet melted, the stream behind the seabuckthorn bushes is frozen solid, and there is no life on the gray-yellow grass, everything is still depressed and desolate...

Is such an era washed by the fire, the wind, the blood, and the tears really over?Wouldn't it be the beginning of a new nightmare?What am I afraid of?Is the future more dangerous than the past?The painful memories of the past—the lonely hesitation on the grassland, the hard work in the power plant, the tears of missing relatives, the pain of falling from the horse’s back again and again, at this moment, they all come with me. With the rolling of the tractor wheels, it gradually became so distant and vague, replaced by delicious fresh milk, jumping lambs, melodious motouqin, and Wuyunqige’s smile—in fact, his heart has long been with him. This piece of grassland is tightly tied together, every step away, is to tighten the heart full of blood, even tighter——

It was so tight that he wanted to cry, so tight that he wanted to fall to the ground, so tight that he wanted to take a bite of the cold and hot grass roots and soil... So I can't bear to part with this prairie -- and the people on the prairie. He stared blankly at the stalks that had been run over by wheels, as if countless withered and yellow years had flowed mercilessly before his eyes. As if he felt ashamed, he buried his head lower and lower, swallowing hard in his throat. There was a groaning sound, and in an instant, a large area of ​​the front of the clothes was wet. I don't know if he was infected by his emotions. The car of educated youths who were still yelling just now fell silent, and turned their gazes to the opposite direction of the front of the car. Someone was quietly wiping away the tears from the corners of their eyes.

at this time-- A dazzling light, like an arrow, crossed Li Jialiang's wet eyelashes, followed by the second and third... Those white, red, purple, pink, yellow, and orange rays of light flooded the entire grassland within a second, or even half a second, and then converged into a golden ocean, which spread to the edge of the horizon like a flood—illuminated by the vast glow The land of darkness! Then, loud cheers sounded in my ears, and almost all the educated youths sitting in the car raised their arms high, as if unfurling a huge banner, and their cheers resounded through the sky.Li Jialiang was stunned, thinking they were cheering for the sunrise, but they were not!Their cry was—

"Wuyunqige! Wuyunqige! Wuyunqige!" He was still ignorant, but he was pulled up by the extremely excited Lei Kangmei, and then he saw the indelible scene of eternal life—— A round of bright red sun rose tremblingly from the horizon, instantly majestic the world!Wriggling and stretching like a newborn baby, it radiates infinite brilliance to the boundless grassland. In this dazzling and suffocating magnificent scene, Wu Yunqige galloped from a distance on a snow-white horse, his body gleaming like golden rims—the whole sun was just her round Splendid background! Even the director of the Revolutionary Committee was so shocked that he stopped the tractor.

When the horse approached, Wu Yunqige reined in the rein, stared at Li Jialiang and asked, "Are you back?" Li Jialiang nodded heavily. "Well, I'll wait for you!" Wu Yunqige's eyes were full of tears, "You still remember the Lake of Tears, remember the story of the two birds? Maybe you just take it as a story, but I don't! If you If you don’t come back, or when you come back, I’m already gone, so you can find me in Lake of Tears!” After finishing speaking, she looked at Li Jialiang affectionately, as if she wanted to fix this man in her eyes and in her heart, then twisted the rein, turned the horse's head, and galloped resolutely towards the road when she came.

Facing the sunrise, her back became smaller and smaller, gradually shrunk to a point, as if jumping in the rays of the sun. A burst of singing, drifting slowly along with the flowing clouds, is a long tune sung in Mongolian, monotonous, long, and with a touch of high pitch. In this morning when all things are revived, it sings the sadness of the sunset, the educated youth We were all dumbfounded: Thick wormwood burns like wildfire, Cooking smoke accompanied by mist covered the eyes. Is your shadow faintly in the distance? In the twilight I look around-- looking for you, Like a goshawk looking for a rock.

The cow-dung fire in the hearth is extinguished, A lonely harness pole in the corner, The sound of the bell is you driving the sheep home late? With bated breath I listened— in love with you, Just like a horse loves the grassland. I have no herds of sheep, I have no silver saddle, The past makes me frown, Fate has kept me silent. I lay down silently in the dark... There are two more sentences behind, but Li Jialiang didn't hear the lyrics clearly, a gust of wind passed by his ears, and all he heard was whistling.If you can be guaranteed to be destroyed, then, for the benefit of society, even if I die with you, I am willing!