Xiaolong tungsten mine is where I was born and raised. I spent kindergarten, primary school, junior high school and senior high school here, bearing all my childhood memories. The last time I was in Xiaolong was the summer vacation of 1997. In my junior year, I prepare for postgraduate entrance examination, review English and advanced mathematics in the primary classroom of my children's school, recite words in the corridor and calculate calculus on the blackboard.
I have been away for twenty-four years and miss the mountains and rivers there very much. I've dreamed of every tree and grass there countless times. I really want to go back and see it. No purpose. I just want to go everywhere I remember. Is the house where I was born still there? Is the house that has lived for more than ten years covered with grass? Are there any small fish covered with stripes in the winding stream of the school? What about the classrooms in primary schools, junior high schools and senior high schools now? Is the tree where I often sit and recite words still there? Will there still be movies in the cinema where I saw the three-dimensional movie Superman for the first time?
At the end of last year, my good friend told me that if you really want to do something, don't hesitate to do it at once. It's not that hard. I set up a flag in my room on New Year's Eve, and I must go back to Xiaolong this year.
In mid-April, I received an invitation from my college classmates to attend the celebration of Nanchang University 100. In the evening, I discussed with my wife to attend the May Day celebration and went back to my hometown. My wife agreed at once. After making this decision, I began to lose sleep. I searched all kinds of information about Xiaolong Tungsten Mine on the Internet until 2 am.
Take a planned trip
The next day, I sent an invitation to my high school classmates. After no response, I plan to go alone. I inquired about the shuttle bus back to Xiaolong on the Internet, arranged a complete itinerary and told my mother about going back to Xiaolong at night. My mother said she would accompany me back, and I felt very happy. On the penultimate day before leaving, my sister said she would go back. I am so excited that I want to cry. My sister bought a train ticket for my father. At the same time, my sister drove into Xiaolong in her car and decided to go back to Xiaolong with the whole family on May 3. This is a perfect combination. The family hasn't been together for many years, so it's fun to think about it. May 3rd happens to be my forty-fourth birthday. Thank my family for spending such a meaningful birthday with me.
Xianghui road
After attending the celebration, I returned to Ji 'an from Nanchang High-speed Railway on May 3, and arrived at Ji 'an West Station around 9: 00. My sister drove to the west station to meet me. Father, mother, sister and younger sister are all in the car and drove back to expressway, the little dragon. There are no cars on the road. The family chatted about childhood in Xiaolong and Yaoling. I told many stories about Yo Rang, and the car was full of joy. So the family got together.
At this time, I saw the street signs with familiar names such as "Shacun" and "Kansai" getting closer and closer to my hometown. The car quickly entered the township road, which is a two-lane parking oil road. There are farmland on both sides of the road, and there are still no cars. Getting closer and closer to home, I soon drove to "Bletilla striata", which used to be a market. My mother used to teach here and came here every week.
I left the "Baiji" car and began to turn into the mountain road. Every turn is urgent, and the asphalt road is still the same. I have been in Xiaolong for more than ten years, and I go in and out four or five times a year. I remember almost every turn. I almost got carsick every time when I was a child. I remember one year, in order to prevent me from carsick and divert my attention, I counted every lap. More than 20 years ago, Xiaolong was a sandy road with a narrow driveway. Every time he meets a car, he has to stop and wait. When I was a child, I was worried that the car would fall down the mountain every time. Now the road is easy to drive, and my sister is driving steadily. Looking at the familiar place outside the car, the dragon is on the top and the dragon is on the bottom. I am about to arrive at Xiaolong. Suddenly there is a feeling of being afraid of being close to home, which is excitement, tension and expectation.
Before I could seriously understand these feelings, the car drove to the "tailings dam", and my sister deliberately drove slowly. The "Tailings Dam" reads "Tailings of Xiaolong Tungsten Industry", which used to be our children's paradise. For us as children, it was an endless "desert". We were running on it with our friends. After the tailings dam, the car officially entered the mining area.
After the "tailings dam", everyone is looking for a high cliff full of creepers. Primary school students have texts introducing Parthenocissus tricuspidata. Almost every student and teacher in the school will take the whole class to see this Parthenocissus, and there is still half Parthenocissus hanging on the wall. No matter how the outside changes, there is still no change.
The car began to slow down and climbed the steepest slope of Xia Long. After the power plant, the word Xiaolong came into view, and my dream little dragon arrived. Twenty years later, I returned to Xiaolong, who had been away for many years.
get off (a vehicle)
Drive to the mine staff canteen, get off and walk on the bridge. The road is clean and tidy, and no one can be seen. There are only a few scattered leaves on the ground, and a gust of wind blows. Leaves rustle on both sides of the road, and water gurgles under the bridge. The water is crystal clear. Several ducks under the bridge are swimming on the river. Looking up, they looked at the green hills surrounded by the distance. As usual, several clouds are floating every day. The air is fresh and cool, the breeze blows over their faces, and the temperature is suitable.
The staff canteen and surrounding buildings have not changed. Two small bridges leading to the canteen are still there. Looking at the familiar streets, houses, bridges and mountains in the distance, nothing has changed except that there are no pedestrians on the road. Suddenly there is a feeling of going back in time, going back to the past. The past 20 years seem to have stood still, and time stayed 20 years ago. This is my haunted hometown. I really want to escape the pressure of all cities and stay here.
When I arrived at the canteen, my sister met someone she knew and ordered some dishes. My family can't wait to visit the old place around Xiaolong Tungsten Mine.
centre
When I started walking along the road to the mining area, I saw the original popsicle house still in front of me, and I could also see the sales window at that time. My favorite snack in summer is popsicle. I remember one summer vacation, my parents often gave my sister and me pocket money. Every evening, I bought a 1 dime popsicle here and went home while eating happily.
We call this basketball court a lighting court, and the surrounding houses have not changed. Several high spotlights still stand beside the stadium. It used to be the central activity area of Xiaolong Tungsten Mine and the collective memory of many Xiaolong people. Children's Day performances in primary schools and basketball matches organized by mines are all held here. At that time, all the audience were sitting around the basketball court, and activities were often held at night. The lights around the courtroom make the courtroom brighter than during the day. This may be the reason for the name of Daylighting Court.
The cinema is still as high as I remember, and the three characters of cinema are still clearly visible. This is Xiaolong's entertainment center. I still remember watching Superman 1, Superman II, amateur policeman in this cinema, and my mother loves me. Superman 1 is a movie my sister took me to see. At that time, I wrote to my parents for the first time, saying that we had gone to the movies.
Another time, in the senior grade of primary school, my sister and I skipped tickets to watch the movie "Mr. Legless" without telling my parents and Hu, and my parents scolded me when I got home.
In the first semester of primary school, I took a 95-minute Chinese math test. I took a miyoshi student in my class (and the only one in my life), went to the cinema to present prizes, and got back an enamel cup.
The old nursery, now a guest house, spent a big class here, and the big tree at the door is still there. At that time, it was a barber shop, and the tree where kindergarten teachers made their own swings was still there.
I left the cinema and looked for the bus stop next to my memory, but I couldn't find it anymore. I used to wait for the bus here every time I left Xiaolong. This station also has a waiting room and a ticket gate.
In the past, the busy vegetable market roads were always clean and tidy. At one time, this road was filled with various vegetable stalls on both sides, and the road was crowded with bustling customers. The cries of vegetable vendors and the voices of bargaining with customers still seem to reverberate in my ears.
Turning around the vegetable market, I tried to find the original Xinhua Bookstore, and there was no trace of the old site. I think the house was demolished. Now there is a new vegetable market on the left and a row of houses on the right. As far as I can remember, there is a row of butcher shops on the right side of the road to the bookstore. Every time my mother goes to buy meat, she has to argue with the vegetable vendor about how many bones to build.
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At that time, I was too timid to talk to the clerk. Every time I go to the store to buy stationery, it is a big challenge for me. Once I finally got up the courage to tell the clerk to buy a pen. I said, "Teacher, I want to buy a pen." I ran away before I finished.
After passing the old bookstore, you can see the bank. The words Industrial and Commercial Bank of China on the wall are still clear. It used to be the only bank in the mine. I remember it was a white building at that time, and it is still very strong now.
After the bank, it is the "foreign house" residential area. We walked around the "foreign house" and chatted with our family about where so-and-so lived. The house is still empty. When I was studying, I often came here to play with my classmates. As far as I can remember, top student's junior Tang Jiangjun lived here.
Back to the canteen, after the family finished eating, an old colleague of my mother came to see us specially, recalling what happened in the past and lamenting the changes that had not been seen for many years.