Lesson 15 Yilu Lihua/Peng Jingfeng

Lesson 15 Yilu Lihua/Peng Jingfeng

Mountains, what a big mountain! The undulating green mountains stretched one after another, into the distance, disappearing into the confused twilight. 

　　This is the highest point in the southern section of Mount Ailao. With such a steep mountain and such a dense forest, it is rare to meet a few people on the road after walking for a day. As the sun sets, we are a little anxious, if we can't catch the sun village on the other side of the mountain tonight, we will only sleep in this deep mountain. 

　　Lao Yu is a person who has lived in the border area for many years. As he was walking, he suddenly pointed ahead and shouted: "Look, Lihua! ” 

　　White pear blossoms are full of branches, what a beautiful pear forest! 

　　Lao Yu said: "There are pear trees here, and there will be people in front of them." ” 

　　A crescent moon rose, and we walked through the flickering pear grove with the help of the faint moonlight. The night breeze in the mountains cooled our faces, and the white petals of pear blossoms gently fell on us. 

　　"Look, someone's home." 

　　A grass-roofed, bamboo-walled hut appears by a pear grove. The room was dark, with no lights or voices. Whose house is this? 

　　Lao Yu walked over with a torch and found that the door was buckled from the outside. On the white water door panel were written two words in black charcoal: "Please come in!" ” 

　　We pushed open the door and went inside. The ash in the fire pit was cold, and apparently, no one had lived in it for many days. A large simple bamboo bed covered with thick straw. The large bamboo tube leaning against the wall was filled with water, and I tasted it, and the water was cool and delicious. We were tired of walking and decided to spend the night here. 

　　Lao Yu used a torch to shoot up and down the house, and found a few lines of thick writing on the wall: "There is dry firewood at the back of the house, and rice, salt, and spicy seeds in the bamboo tube on the beam." ” 

　　We started cooking on the fire. The warm fire, fragrant rice and piping hot foot wash wash took away our fatigue and hunger. We lay on the soft hay and were grateful to the owners of the small huts. I asked Lao Yu, "What do you guess this owner does?" Lao Yu said: "It may be an old man guarding the mountain and protecting the forest." ” 

　　As he spoke, the door was pushed open. An old Yao man with white eyebrows stood in front of the door, carrying an open fire gun in his hand and a bag of rice on his shoulder. 

　　The "host" is back. Lao Yu and I grabbed the old man's hand at the same time and rushed to say words of thanks; The old man's eyes widened, and he couldn't stop talking several times. Until we stopped talking, the old man smiled and said, "I'm not a master, I'm also a passerby!" ” 

　　We invited the old man to sit down in front of the fire, saw that he was also tired and hungry, and quickly brought him hot water and hot rice. The old man smiled: "Thank you, thank you, thank you for a long time." ” 

　　It seems that he is a person with a lot of experience in walking through mountains and forests. After eating, he lit a bag of dry cigarettes and said with a smile: "I brought grain to the master's family." ” 

　　"Who is the master?" 

　　"I don't know." 

　　"Who will give the grain to?" 

　　"Hang on the beams." 

　　"Old man, you're really kidding." 

　　He leisurely spat out his cigarette and said, "I'm not kidding. After a pause, he continued: "I am the Yao family who has crossed the mountain rock on the edge of the Red River, and I usually love hunting. Last month, I chased a group of deer, turned east and west in the old forest, lost my way, and somehow came to this mountain. At that time, people were tired of walking, and the dry food was also eaten, and they wanted to find a village to rest, but there was no one in this area. When I was disappointed, I suddenly saw this pear blossom forest and this hut, there was firewood, rice, and water in the house, but there was no owner. Eat and use other people's things, is it okay not to make it clear? I had to tear a piece of the red cloth on the headscarf, stick a feather on the door, and tell the master that a Yao family member has come to disturb me, and I will come back in a few days to thank you..." 

　　Speaking of this, he pointed behind the door: "Look, that thing is still there!" ” 

　　A white feather is nailed to the red cloth, and the red and white contrast looks good. When the old man said this, he paused for a while, and then continued: "I asked everywhere which the owner of the small hut was, and finally learned from a horse herder, it turned out that there was a little Hani girl named Lihua on the top of the mountain opposite the gate, she said that on this big hillside, there is no village or village, and she wants to help passers-by with the spirit of serving the people." ” 

　　Only then did we realize that the rice, water, and dry firewood in the house, as well as the enthusiastic word "please come in", all came from the hands of the little girl of Nahani. What a wonderful pear blossom! 

　　The Yao elder also said: "The passers-by are very grateful for being taken care of, and they all try their best to make up for the firewood and rice they have used, so that it is convenient for future generations." I came specifically to deliver food this time. ” 

　　That night, I slept very sweetly, strolling in the fragrant pear blossom forest in a trance, and saw a little Hani girl in a flower shirt singing among the pear blossom bushes... 

　　The next morning, instead of hitting the road immediately and without the old man leaving, we decided to repair the hut, add some grass to the roof, and dig the drainage ditch in front of and behind the house a little deeper. A little Hani girl can think about the masses, and we should really learn from her. 

　　We were laboring, and suddenly a group of Hani girls flashed out of the pear bushes. Walking in front, about fourteen or fifteen years old, his rosy face had two curved slender eyebrows and a pair of big crystal eyes. I thought, "She must be Pear Blossom." ” 

　　The old man of the Yao tribe immediately walked up to them, bent down deeply, and made a big gift, which frightened the little girls like little finches and jumped away, and then laughed loudly: "Grandpa, you give us such a big gift, aren't you afraid of breaking us?" The old man said solemnly, "I thank you for building this small grass house." ” 

　　The little girl who was the head quickly intervened: "Don't thank us!" Don't thank us! The house was built by the PLA uncle. ” 

　　Then, the little girl told us the origin of the house. More than a decade ago, a group of People's Liberation Army troops passed by and spent the night in the woods, drenching in heavy rain in the middle of the night. They thought it would be nice to have a hut here to shelter passers-by from the elements, and the next morning they cut down trees and grass to build a house. Her sister happened to come up the mountain here to carry the fungus, and curiously asked her uncle of the People's Liberation Army: "You want to live here for a long time?" The PLA said: "No, we are for the convenience of passers-by." It was Comrade Lei Feng who taught us to do this. "Her sister was very moved. Since then, he has often taken advantage of the opportunity to chop firewood, collect fungi, and find herbs to take care of this small hut. 

　　It turns out that she is not a pear blossom yet. I asked, "What about Pear Blossom?" ” 

　　"I got married to the mountain a few years ago." 

　　Needless to say, after my sister got married, it was the little girl who took over the task and often came to take care of this small hut. 

　　I looked at this group of energetic Hani girls and the white pear blossoms, and I couldn't help but think of a poem: "The pear blossoms bloom everywhere on the road."