Time: 2011-2- 11 22:16:20 Words: 3876
44. zhiyin
Just as I finished packing my things and was about to leave, Amelia came in with someone. I looked up and immediately ran over. I held that person's hand and said,
"He Rongmei, why are you here? How did it come about? Why didn't you write to me?"
He Rongmei only said one sentence,
"I came by car. I thought it was far away, but it turned out to be so close.”
I invited him to sit down and sifted some water for him to drink. He put down his bag and said,
"Where's your diary? Show me the Symmetries.”
He still remembered imitating Qin Mu's " Symmetries " when he was on night watch last year, but he had long forgotten about it. I took out the diary from the drawer and handed it to him. He also handed his diary to me, and we started to read the diary.
"Zhang Su Ning, are you leaving or not?"
When I heard Wu Aiting call me, I woke up from He Rongmei's narration. I said,
"My Jianli classmate is here. You can go first!”
Wu Aiting stood at the door and said,
"Ha! Jianli's classmates were here. They were not simple! I'll be leaving first."
He Rongmei stood up symbolically. Only then did I realize that Yu Lian had left.
We continued to read the diary until noon. After lunch, we continued to read and only set off when we finished reading the diary. We exchanged a year of teaching experience and saw some people and things. Unknowingly, we arrived home and introduced our classmates to our parents. For the first time, my mother killed a rooster. It was the most grand reception I had ever seen.
In the evening, after we finished bathing, we went for a walk on the path beside the house. As we talked, we thought about what to do next. Suddenly, I had an idea and said,
"Let's go to the Three Gorge to take a look? Didn't they say that the river was blocked? Let's go and take a look at this great project.”
He Rongmei nodded and said,
"Alright, I'll do it. I should visit the Three Gorge, Qu Yuan's hometown, and Zhaojun's hometown.”
Therefore, we searched our minds for stories about the Three Gorge, Qu Yuan, and Wang Zhaojun. I said,
"Shall we go and read Qu Yuan's poem?"
He immediately agreed. So we walked back. The remaining light of the sun passed through the gaps between the trees on the opposite side of the drainage canal and squeezed through the path between our house and my grandparents 'house, giving people endless melancholy. What was the Three Gorge? I had only read a few fragments in the Water Classic Notes. As for Wang Zhaojun, she had read Cao Yu's script before. It was too romantic and gave people a feeling of illusion. He had read Qu Yuan's poems, but he did not understand the sentences and the words used.
When I got home, I found the book I bought when I was a teacher and handed it to him. He began to read it. I found the "Selection of Modern Travels of the Celestial Dynasty" that I bought not long ago, searched for the contents of the Three Gorge, and barely found "Tomb of Zhaojun" and "Yan Dui" to read. After he finished reading, he found " The Selection of Modern Chinese Travels " and searched it again and again. He still read " Visiting Ancient Inner Mongolia." After reading it until midnight, I said,
"We have to get up early tomorrow to go to the waiting room to take the boat.”
The next morning, we washed our faces and left. There was only a faint light in the east. The stars were still shining in the sky. There was no wind, but it was very cool. We talked about our impressions of last night's reading and exchanged some insights.
The waiting room was already filled with guests who wanted to board the ship. It was a mess of shouting and shouting. I bought a ticket and sat at the back of the line. Finally, the whistle sounded, the boat docked, and people began to come up. After that, our team went down. There were no more seats on the boat, so we stood in the corridor on the second floor. He Rongmei asked me how much the ticket was, and I said it was cheap, only 30 cents.
We looked at the river. In the thin layer of fog, the beacon lights were still faintly flashing. Another whistle sounded, and the ship set sail. The ship split the river, and we realized that we didn't notice that the river was already very big. We had been admiring the scenery on both sides of the river and thinking about our own thoughts.
When we arrived at Sha City, we had a very late breakfast at the stall. Then, we continued to ask about the ship to Yichang in the waiting room. We heard that the tickets had been sold out and could only wait until tomorrow. Just as we were about to go shopping on the street, a middle-aged man held two tickets in his hand and shouted,
"Who wants a ticket? I'm not going to Yichang, who wants a ticket?”
He Rongmei and I went over. Someone had already asked and left. We walked closer and asked. We found out that it was a third-class ticket. It was 12 yuan per ticket, which was twice as expensive as the ordinary class. I calculated in my heart. If I had to wait until tomorrow and stay in a hotel, I didn't know how much it would cost. I heard that there were beds in the third class cabin that could be used as a bed. That person shouted again,
"Anyone want tickets? If you don't want it, I'll retreat!"
I said,
"I want it!"
I took out the money and handed it to the man, who left happily.
It was past four o'clock in the afternoon when we set sail. Seeing that it was still early, we took a walk on the river embankment and bought two pots for lunch. We talked about some of the articles we had read about the three gorges, but we couldn't connect them.
They finally boarded the ship.
At first, I thought that since it was so expensive, there would only be beds for the two of us in the cabin. Who knew that when I went up and looked, it was a bunk style, with bunk beds. Only then did I realize that I had been tricked. However, I immediately comforted myself. After all, there was a bed to sleep in.
We lay on the bed, took out our diary, and wrote down our thoughts. After drawing a few strokes, I felt that it was a little wasteful. I said to the top,
"He Rongmei, let's go to the bow and take a look. Don't miss the scenery!”
He immediately came down. We carried our bags and walked to the bow. There were many people sitting on the deck, one by one. We walked through the crowd to the bow of the ship. The setting sun shone from the left side of the river and shone on He Rongmei's face. It felt like he was a statue, half of his face was golden. The gulls were flying around the boat, looking for something. The boat was much bigger than the one we took in the morning. Counting the lower floor, there were five floors in total. If it was on flat ground, it would be a very tall building. We looked at the ship and the people on the deck. Many of them were sleeping on the deck.
I suddenly felt hungry, so I said,
"Let's go eat."
He Rongmei asked,
"Is there food on the boat?"
I was also suspicious. I looked around and finally saw someone eating inside. I went in and saw that the place was very big. We ordered two bento boxes and thought that it was super delicious. We kept praising it. Someone beside him said,
"Delicious? You're probably hungry, right?"
Regardless of whether she was hungry or not, He Rongmei finished everything.
When they came out of the restaurant, night had already fallen. There were only two beacon lights flashing on the river surface, and the ship was sailing in the middle. I thought that if the captain dozed off, the ship would sail to the shore. Would it be stranded?
I didn't want to think about it anymore. I felt a little tired, so I said,
"Let's go up and sleep."
He Rongmei followed me. I really wanted to sleep, but He Rongmei leaned on the bed and started writing again. My drowsiness was gone by half, and I also remembered some of my impressions under the dim light.
Many people made a lot of noise before we woke up. After asking, we found out that we had already arrived at Yichang. She took out her brother's travel alarm clock and opened it. It was only three o'clock. We carried our bags and followed the crowd. We held our tickets and walked in a single file. After checking the tickets, we walked ashore and a group of women pulled us back and said,
"Our hostel is cheap. You can stay for a night for 1.20 yuan.”
Then he whispered in our ears,
"We only charge 80 cents. Come with us. We won't mistreat you.”
We were like unfamiliar monkeys, led by them to a house not far from the shore. The waiter was very polite and told us about the bathhouse and toilet. We hurriedly finished it and went back to bed.
When she woke up, it was already broad daylight. It didn't seem as hot as where we were. We asked for the location of the Three Gorge Dam and then walked over. When we approached, we saw dust flying and wheels rolling. Many cars drove in. They had dug a very deep pit in the middle of the dam, and the cars were dragging the soil out. We walked to the car. The wheels were almost as high as our shoulders. As the car drove past, it was as if the earth shook and the mountains shook.
We walked past the dam and climbed up the mountain to look at the river water. The river water flowed over from that side. Someone was farming at the foot of the mountain. We went down the mountain and asked that person,
"Uncle, where is the best place to look?"
The old man pointed at a mountain not far away and said,
"That's Nanjin Pass. Many people go there to take pictures.”
We thanked the old man and walked in the direction the old man pointed out. The mountain didn't look steep, but it took a lot of effort to climb up. There were also many thorny vines that pricked our hands until they bled. I saw a golden ball on a vine. I reached over and pulled it over. I put it in my mouth and bit it. It was a little sweet. I handed it to He Rongmei and said,
"You can eat it. It's sweet."
He only took a bite, but I felt very bitter in my mouth and asked him to dump me.
We finally climbed up the Nanjin Pass and looked west. The two sides were overlapping mountains, lush and verdant. One mountain was taller than the other, and the river rushed in under the pressure of the mountains on both sides. Looking back, he saw that the river water had slowed down after passing the dam.
He Rongmei pointed at a palm tree and said,
"Look, doesn't he look like an old man? This old man stood at the entrance of Nanjin Pass, watching the mouth of the gorge. He waited for thousands of years until people finally locked the river…"
I knew that He Rongmei was in the mood for poetry. I didn't want to interrupt his thoughts. I looked at the other side. There was a river flowing into the river. What kind of river was that?
He finally came back from his imagination. We began to descend the mountain. Most of the crops at the foot of the mountain were corn. We walked through the winding mountain stream path and passed through the forest. After turning a corner, we saw a family. We walked closer. Two old men were lying on the reclining chairs in front of the door, waving their cattail leaf fans. When they saw us coming, they sat up. I said,
"Uncle, can we ask for some tea?”
The old man was very hospitable. He let us sit on the wooden bench at the door and went in to sift out tea for us. The tea was really delicious, sweet and refreshing. We asked about the production situation in the mountain area. After saying goodbye, we felt refreshed.
The sky was already dark. We were afraid of getting lost, so we quickly walked towards the dam.
When she returned to the hostel, she ate at the hostel and took a shower. She felt very sleepy and wanted to sleep. He Rongmei actually took out her diary and started writing.
When we woke up, it was already past eight o'clock. We hurriedly finished our breakfast and decided to go to the waiting room to see if we could take a boat tour of the three gorges.
We arrived at the right time. We immediately bought tickets and boarded the ship. After a long wait, we entered the lock and drove into the dam.
There was a special guide on the boat. When they arrived at a place, they talked about the scenery there, such as the military book Baojian Gorge and the Goddess Peak. When I talked about the Goddess Peak, I thought of the poem "Goddess should be safe and sound" written by Leader Mao. How could a great man create such a strange sentence?
He Rongmei just listened and watched quietly.
The last stop was Badong County. It was already night time. We had a quick dinner and found a hotel. Unexpectedly, there were so many mosquitoes that they bit us to death. We didn't sleep well the whole night. He Rongmei turned on the lights to read. I also learned from him.
Fortunately, we were young. The next day, as if nothing had happened, we carried our bags and wandered around Badong County. Finally, we found a Xinhua Bookstore. We found a lot of good books. He bought two copies of Confessions, and I bought a copy of Romance of the West Chamber. We were extremely happy. We held the books and read them as we walked.
In the afternoon, we took a boat back to Yichang. When we returned to Yichang, we realized that we had planned to go to Qu Yuan's hometown and Xiangxi, but none of them arrived.
On Yichang Street, we walked around blindly. Suddenly, there was a heavy downpour that drenched our clothes. We hid under the eaves and looked carefully. It turned out to be a shopping mall. Then we went in. I bought a very flowery plaid shirt, and he bought a flower umbrella. He said that he wanted to bring some gifts for his niece.
Back at the police station, we almost finished reading our respective books and then exchanged them with each other. He borrowed my "Romance of the Western Chamber" and I took his "Confession".
Another morning, I sent He Rongmei back to Jianli. It was also the same waiting room, but my mood was different. I was reluctant to part with her. When he waved at me from the boat, I took a few steps forward.
The boat sailed away, far away, birds flying at the stern. I suddenly remembered "Jiangjin Send Liu Guanglu Too Late" and couldn't help but read out loud:
Still facing the river, looking forward to the river ferry.
The sound of the drum was cut off, and the sail was close to the clouds.
The moored place is empty of birds, leaving the pavilion has scattered people.
Lin Han is harvesting leaves, fishing in the evening to catch fish.
How can we be separated from each other? The Yangtze River and the Yellow River are separated from the city.
Yes, the ship had already disappeared into the merging point of the river and the clouds. The people in the waiting room had all left, and only a few gulls were still flying around…He Rongmei, He Rongmei, you've already gone far away. I still have to go back, and I'm even further away…
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