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also said "June 1" tale in childhood
Author: Former 6th Division of Railway Soldiers Wang Chongsen
Yesterday was "June 1" Children's Day. It is early summer, with bright sunshine and pleasant temperatures. My second son is almost in his forties this year and has written a diary "My "June 1" Children's Day" and posted it online. The article is not long and writes several clips of Children's Day celebrated in elementary school. Most of them are narratives and full of childlike fun. They also have two photos of him having a happy dinner with the children, both pictures and texts. After watching it, I was really happy for the children's innocent and carefree childhood and youth life. At the same time, it also makes me feel a lot of emotion for those who have reached my grandfather’s position in my late sixties. Yesterday, my wife told me that she bought a few kilograms of meat and celebrated Children's Day on June 1st, and she would make some meat pies for the children to eat. I said thank you again. Your good cooking skills as a grandmother are trained to make delicious food for the children. You should be busy, and the children will definitely be particularly happy to eat the stuffing cakes you make.
I have two sons, two grandsons and one granddaughter. My son is born in the 1980s and each has his own family. The sons and daughters-in-law have a successful career, while the grandchildren are innocent and cute, healthy and lively. A whole family, young and old, live and work in peace and contentment, and have a happy life.
"June 1" is a festival for children. Now for the children, "June 1st" and the Spring Festival are as grand as the children say. The central leaders visited the children and condolences to the children across the country and congratulated the festival. The same is true for leaders of governments at all levels. They send gifts to schools and kindergartens, send the party and government’s care for the next generation, and celebrate and enjoy the children. Parents are even more busy, buying clothes and toys for their children, watching their children's programs or taking them to play. In short, how can they make their children happy and happy can make their children celebrate the festival. Just now, even my wife, who is almost seventy years old, bought meat, noodles and noodles early in the morning on June 1st. She cooked a lot of meat pies and marinated leaves and scallions on the pot and cooked cakes. She hurriedly sent them to the children's houses. Then she sat down and rested and took a breath. I felt calm and finally gave the children some grandma’s feelings during the holidays.
"June 1" is a festival for children. My grandparents and grandparents were born in the rural areas in the mid-1950s. My childhood and youth were catching up with the "three-year natural disaster". What makes people of our age grow up in the countryside remember the most is hunger and hunger! Hungry! ! Hungry! ! ! I only know that the Spring Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival are festivals, and the rural areas are called New Year's Day, and August 15th. There are other things that are not polite, and no one cares about it. When we went to elementary school in the early 1960s, we elementary school students often went home to mow grass and sheep and help the adults work. I went to school intermittently, and my childhood and youth were passed on like this. As for how I spent the Children's Day during this period, I had no memory.
I was born in the fifties of the last century, and three younger brothers and one younger sister were born in the sixties. Our family has a large population, and we rely on our parents to work in the production team and earn rations. If the work points do not meet the average grain distribution of the production team, we become a large grain shortage household.
When I was a child, I was growing up. Because I couldn’t eat enough, I couldn’t walk vigorously. My walking posture was shaking left and right. Adults like uncle and aunt called me "Thirteen Shake". I was very hungry, so I wanted to find something to eat. As long as the production team heard that the production team cut wheat straw for livestock, a group of children would quickly run to pick up the shrunk and immature green wheat ears from the pile of peeled straw, with a few grains of wheat inside. I picked it up and picked it up, one and half ears, and after a long time, I finally picked it up. I took it in my hand and went home excitedly for my mother to rub it with my hands, blow off the wheat bran, and only a pile of leaves was left in my mother's palm, and I shouted that my mother would boil it quickly and drink it. The wheat grains are immature wheat grains, with only skin, no starch, no flowering, no stickiness, and no slime, but they are a little bigger, and they are still filled with water in the bowl, and a few grains of wheat are swaying at the bottom of the bowl. I was so hungry that my mother used a few bowls of wheat water soup to cool down, and she drank the water and filled it with water without burning her mouth.Nowadays, people eat bread and drink oatmeal porridge for breakfast. I often think that no matter how delicious these things are, how can they taste and drink the fragrance of the wheat soup I drank when I was hungry in my childhood!
"June 1" Children's Day, my wife worked hard for a long time and baked a lot of meat pies and marinade cakes to the children. Baked meat pies are my wife’s specialty in cooking. When she missed her sons and grandchildren, she sent them the baked meat pies. This cake is delicious, the key is to mix well with the filling. The meat requires pork belly, and mutton is also fine. Cut it into pieces and chop it yourself without mincing it with a meat grinder. Chop the meat filling, add minced ginger, chopped green onion, large powder, sesame oil, soy sauce, etc., mix well first, then stir in one direction, and call it Strength, just wait until the filling is integrated in the basin, the viscosity is appropriate, and the fragrance overflows. The noodles should be used to use the noodles, so that the noodles can be opened and washed, rolled the dough and wrapped the filling, made into a cake, and baked in a pressure cooker. Drop a little oil into the pot, and the heat must be mastered. Turn it over and simmer it. The surface of the cake is tender and yellow, burnt, and the inside is soft, and the filling is fragrant, which makes people feel appetite greatly and have a great appetite. My sons and grandchildren all love to eat. The photos of my grandchildren eating big cakes last year were hung on the Internet, and the grandson holding the big cakes in his hand made people mouth-watering. This is a cake that children never get tired of.
(The author's grandson holds a special meat pie made by grandma in his hand, so happy!)
I remember that in the 1960s, my younger brother and sister were not yet born. I am the eldest son and grandson, and the adults love it very much. In the early spring of that year, every family was famine. The land where sweet potatoes and carrots planted last year was planted. People didn’t know how many times they used iron shovels to dig out some sweet potatoes and carrot roots that had not been completely buried in the soil to satisfy their hunger, but they often worked but failed. One day, I was so hungry that I couldn't hold on and I could only cry to my grandma. Grandma felt sorry for her, but there was no food at home. I can't watch me starve to death, I can only ask for help from the production team. The captain approved the warehouse keeper to give the sorghum (a type of sorghum, thick shell, small kernel, and astringent taste. It is fried as feed for livestock, and mix the grass to let the livestock eat grass quickly. This sorghum is the type that removes the ears and processes them into a broom in the countryside) and gave the scale half a ladle. Grandma quickly went home to stir-fry, crushed them on the village head and took them home. She poured the broken shell belt noodles into a basin, poured some water and mixed into a small cake and baked them in a pot. The two sides of the cake turned yellow and cooked. Grandma quickly put it out without waiting for the cold, nor was she afraid of burning her mouth, nor was she afraid of the sorghum shell thorning her throat. I just filled it into my mouth and chewed it a few times before it was swallowed. It was really a voracious meal. After a while, a few small cakes were swept away. Grandma asked me what it tasted, but she didn't know the real taste at that time. She was so hungry that she just said it was fragrant. The word "scent" replaced many flavors. Grandma smacked her lips, with tears in her eyes, and was watching the eating scene of my eldest grandson who was about to starve...
Last year, when I saw the photo of my two grandsons eating the meat pie made by his grandmother, I remembered the scene of my grandmother baking me the grass noodles pie when I was about to starve to death. They are all cakes, who tastes better? They are all eaten, who tastes good? My face was filled with tears.
"June 1" is a festival for children. The 1980s and mid-1990s were the period when my two sons celebrated Children's Day on June 1st. After the family and children moved to work with me, they settled in the middle school of the children's primary and secondary school of the Iron No. 15 Bureau of Luoyang. I know that children will have to celebrate the holiday on Children's Day on June 1st, and they will buy some clothes, toys and other gifts for their children, and they will also improve their lives. It is also because people of our age are afraid of being hungry when they were young. Our family celebrates Children's Day for their children's Children's Day to make some delicious food for them to improve their lives. They buy clothes and toys less often, and they are not allowed to buy toys by themselves, for fear that playing can affect their studies. I remember one time, I found that my eldest son was holding a matchbox-sized car toy in his hand. I didn’t know whether it was picked up or played with the child. Without asking, he snatched it from the child’s hand and threw it out from the window on the fourth floor. The child cried in the middle of the night, and his mother couldn't sleep no matter how she coaxed her, saying that the classmate downstairs asked him to play. The child felt wronged and didn't talk to me for a few days, and his mother was angry with me. Thinking about it now, I feel ashamed of the child.The two children go to elementary school and middle school. The school is two or three kilometers away from home. It is all year round, spring, summer, autumn and winter, wind, frost, snow and rain, and we get up early and get in the dark. As parents, we only care about their food and clothing, but we have never picked them up and dropped them off from school. But this also made them look strong, strong in body and strong in will.
(The author’s two grandchildren are three good students)
Nowadays, the grandchildren have a wide variety of toys, and they don’t know what to play with. The clothes have not been updated before, and they have accumulated more boxes. When my grandson went to pre-school, either his parents picked up the car or his grandparents and grandpa were picking up the bicycle. It was because there were many cars on the road and people were afraid of being unsafe. Anyway, my grandson didn't let him travel alone. Now, a group of adults are surrounding a child, including clothing, food, housing, transportation, learning, playing, teaching, and raising. The conditions are very good, and the environment is very good. Today's children celebrate Children's Day on June 1st, which is a world of difference from their parents and their grandparents and grandparents at that time, and is getting better and better.
We people born in the 1950s have seen the happy lives and holidays of children born in the 1980s and their children!
Society is constantly progressing, the country is prosperous and strong, the times are different, children in the era of civilized and well-off, you have caught up with good times since childhood!
"June 1st" is a festival for children, and it also brings me too many sighs and memories!
My "June 1" Children's Day
Author: The second generation of the former Railway Soldier 6th Division Wang Guangchen
My June 1st is only at the primary school stage. As I entered junior high school, June 1st will follow, just like the people around me, I don’t feel cherished when I am by my side, but once I leave, I miss you.
June 1 is probably the most popular festival for children of our era except for the New Year. Although there will be no New Year’s money, new clothes, etc., there will always be ice cream, candy, snacks, etc. Parents do not advocate that we enjoy things. Sometimes it is given to the school and sometimes it is given to the parents. Although it is not very rich, it is enough to make us happy all day long. The satisfaction and joy as we entered adulthood, but we never experienced it again.
Because June 1st is like the New Year, I still remember the June 1st of the sixth year of elementary school clearly for several years. On June 1st in the second grade, I was approved as a Young Pioneer. Standing in front of the flagpole, when the Chinese Young Pioneer Team Song rang, my tears immediately came out. I just felt that I, a rural boy who could not speak Mandarin, could be accepted by everyone. I was so happy and cried with joy. I still remember that the one who tied me a red scarf was my sister Zhao Huifang upstairs. At that time, I thought she was so gentle and beautiful. Because she was my brother's classmate, there was a period when I even fantasized that she could become my sister-in-law. Of course, the "sister-in-law" I dream of also disappeared with time.
The third grade June 1st took some of my brother's limits. My brother was already in junior high school at that time and had to walk a long way after school every day, especially in hot weather. On June 1st, my mother wholesales two boxes of ice cream, including cream ice cream and doll head. In the afternoon, I also brought Cao Wei to taste it with me. The third grade should also be the happiest thing I had in elementary school. That summer, I went to Beijing with my father and brother for a trip. I ate the fried chicken and cones from KFC for the first time. That year I passed by my current wife. If I knew we would be today, I would definitely ask my dad to invite her to have fried chicken, or wipe her hand on her flowery skirt after eating the cone.
The fourth grade June 1st, I saw the movie " Chicken Feather Letter ".
I am already a trumpeter in the fifth grade of June 1st and I participated in the report performance with my classmates.
The sixth grade June 1st is particularly heavy, which means that we will leave this school forever in another month. After participating in school activities and eating the ice cream distributed by the school, he followed Zhu Xiaotong and his fellow classmates to a small hotel outside the courtyard for a meal. Later we even started a slap and instigated him to invite the "class beauties" in the class. After eating the cake, we strongly asked the two to take a photo, but the shy two stopped taking action, so I pulled the class beauties, and the others pulled Xiao Zhu and squeezed on a sofa, leaving behind a precious photo with the class beauties.The photo of us with the shy expressions of the two and a smirk is still preserved in our album in our hometown and will be treasured forever.
(Photo of the author's son eating meat pie when he was young on Children's Day)
Some people say that memories are left to the weak, and the strong are disdainful to tell their past. But I think memories are the old photo hidden in the drawer. It truly records our innocent past or the ridiculous experience of ignorance, but who hasn't? It's just that you dare to face or tell them.
Editor: Lang Lang Qiankun 2020.6.2
Source: Xinhua No. Powerful Railway Soldier
