The old ** evokes childhood memories: well watermelons, big trees enjoy the shade
Do you remember that childhood summer that belonged to you? It was a summer without air conditioning, but full of endless joy. An old well and a big tree can become our best place to escape the heat.
Perhaps, a group of old ** can evoke your pursuit of those good memories. Let's find that summer time that belongs to us together.
Thirty years ago, in the summer, we used to sleep on mats outside, only the fan could repel mosquitoes, and the temperature inside the house was very high. Although there are many mosquitoes outside, the cool breeze makes people feel very comfortable.
When the weather is cool and humid, we go back to our room around five o'clock to sleep.
Do you still remember the pu fan that accompanied us through the hot summer? It is not only a tool for cooling down the wind, but also has the effect of repelling mosquitoes and is an indispensable part of our childhood memories.
When I was a child, at dusk we would move the bamboo bed to the corner of the street, cool it with cold water, smear it with prickly heat powder, and hold a bamboo fan, which was a good memory. At that time, every family slept outside, the door was open, and there was no fear of thieves stealing.
Can we sleep with our doors open as we did then?
Bamboo beds were once a luxury item that only some families could own, but now they are no longer a rarity.
The memory of the past is so warm: in the hot summer, move a mat and lie on the road to enjoy the coolness. At that time, there was no air conditioning, the sky made quilts, the floor made beds, and when it was hot, I went to sleep on the road outside.
At that time, vehicles were scarce, and only two mosquito coils needed to be lit to protect each other. Reading books, chatting and chatting, just like that, when you are sleepy, you will naturally fall asleep.
When we were kids, we used to set up beds outdoors and hang up our tents and enjoy the cool nights. In the countryside at that time, when it was hot, we would eat watermelon from the well, fish noodles with garlic sauce, wave a big fan, swim in the river, and sleep in the open yard or on the platform at night.
Whether sleeping in the yard, on the roof, at the door, or in the alley, we have all experienced those summers full of joy and memories.
I still remember my hometown when I was a child, and it was always cool and pleasant in the tiled house, and that feeling was unforgettable. In my grandmother's room, which is still made of mud and wheat straw, and there is a straw fan on the backbone of the roof, it is a small courtyard, and all the houses are located in the north and facing south, warm in winter and cool in summer.
There is a tall gate tower in front of the gate, and when the north and south gates are opened, the south wind blows slowly, which is really cool.
At that time, although the material life was poor, the soul of the people was rich. At that time, social order was in order, and trust and honesty between people were the norm.
In the evening, families set up tables on the grounds outside their doors, and the whole village shares dinner at their doorsteps, filled with laughter and conversation.
Although the people of that era did not have material wealth, their interpersonal relationships were so harmonious and beautiful.
On summer nights, the biggest feature is to set up a bamboo bed on the street and gently shake the pu fan, spending it quietly. At that time, there were few cars on the streets, and there was no galloping sound at night, only the starlight in the sky and the sound of insects in the ears.
Such a time seems to never end, year after year, it becomes a unique memory of that era.
In the countryside, the sun was blazing. We had no electricity, so we had to fan our hands to relieve the heat. We would bathe in the shade of the trees by constantly watering the wells, which was the only way to do it at that time.
Before going to bed, we would fill a bucket with water and soak in it, and then spread out the mattress and turn on the ceiling fan at home. In the evenings, we will have watermelon soaked in well water for dinner.
Although the conditions were difficult, those days were full of wonderful memories.
It was a wonderful time, people were innocent, they could open their doors and windows at night, they could cool off on the wheat field with sunflower fans in hand, listen to the legends of the old people, adults talking to their neighbors outside, and children playing together.
When we think of the past summer, we all think of white mosquito nets, cattail fans and fireflies in the sky, and everyone would chat outdoors, sprinkle water and enjoy the cool evenings.
At that time, electric fans were still a luxury, and air conditioning was an unattainable dream. However, in the blink of an eye, more than 30 years have passed, and these wonderful memories are still clear.
When I was a child, in the summer, we always spread out broken bamboo mats on the field, or just chill out at the door. The pu fan in grandma's hand shook gently, taking away our worries and allowing us to find a touch of coolness in the summer heat.
At that time, whenever the weather was hot, we would soak in the river, looking for lobsters and small fish. Although we woke up several times in the night, those carefree days are our best memories.
In those days, people carried bamboo beds to the door at night to enjoy the shade, and the radio was ** Liu Lanfang's "Yang Jiajiang", holding a pu fan in his hand, looking at the starry sky.
The children in the village are also very lively, and you sit at my house until late at night before they go home. Even if it's cold, don't be afraid, someone covers the sheet and spends the night outside. That warm atmosphere can only be remembered today.
I miss the summer of the seventies and eighties, when we didn't have air conditioning and fans, but nature gave us the most wonderful gifts. The early morning birdsong is particularly pleasant, and the sounds of cuckoos, orioles and other birds are refreshing.
At that time, the summer was not as hot as it is now, and our hometown was full of big rivers, branch canals, blue skies and white clouds, the river water was clear, and the ponds were full of fish and shrimp, and the scenery was picturesque. The summer scenery of my hometown is now a deep memory for me.
When I was a child, I had a water tank at home, and every day I poured several buckets of cold well water into it, and it was very cool to sit in it. I often spread bamboo beds in the yard with my family, and when I look up, I can see the stars and the beautiful Milky Way.
Those days were simple, but they were full of warmth and joy.
What was once a large pond full of life is now left with parched earth and bare tree trunks. As a child, the carefree days seemed like only yesterday, when we frolicked in the water, picked melons in the fields, listened to the radio, and fell asleep on bamboo beds.
These fond memories can only be traced back to dreams now, and one can't help but miss those carefree days.
In the '80s, my second uncle's house had a 9-inch black-and-white TV, and every night hordes of people would gather together**. At that time, when I heard that a movie was shown in a village, people would flock to it, and it would be crowded.
What does this mean? The point is that the weather was very hot at the time, and watching an open-air movie was both cool and enjoyable. However, now, no one cares about movies in front of the house, even if it is a TV of more than 30 inches, more than 40 inches, and even a projector, few people watch it, everyone is on the air conditioner in bed, looking at the mobile phone.
This makes people think that with the development of technology, our way of life is also undergoing earth-shaking changes.
The classic childhood food - sugar water popsicles, started our journey of taste exploration of food. For me, popsicles are not just a delicacy, they are a rare item full of mystery and novelty.
The moment I hold the popsicle in my hand, the feeling of coolness all over my body makes me feel like I am in a cool world.
Back then, there weren't many drinks to choose from, did it evoke warm memories of the old days?
In '88, my family bought the first floor fan, the Snowflake fan, and for decades, the wind is still strong and the quality is still high. The all-iron frame is solid and consistent.
For more than 30 years, there has never been any failure, and it is really rare to find it robust.
During the dog days, our family chose to avoid the hottest time to do farm work, get up at 6 a.m., work until 12 noon, then come back to drink a bowl of porridge, go out again at 3:30 p.m., and work until 7 p.m. before returning home.
I remember at that time, it was too hot at noon, so I took off my clothes and put them wet in the pond and draped them over my body, although it was hard, but it was also a part of our life.
When I was a child, the temperature was about 30 degrees Celsius in the summer, but now in summer, the maximum temperature has reached about 40 degrees Celsius when it heats up.
In the past, there were four distinct seasons, hot summers and cold winters, and the countryside was full of trees and dirt roads, and the temperature dropped rapidly when the sun went down. But now, trees are rarely seen in the city, replaced by concrete roads and high-rise buildings, and it's still unbearably hot at nine o'clock in the evening.
In the past, people were weathered and strong-willed, but now we are like "flowers in a greenhouse", which cannot withstand the slightest wind and grass. At that time, the roads were mostly dirt roads, unlike now, whether it is a concrete road or an asphalt road, the ground temperature is relatively high.
Dirt roads cool down quickly after the sun sets, and now it is estimated that the ground temperature will not drop until dawn!
That summer scene is nostalgic, but it has faded away. Nowadays, even if I occasionally return to my hometown, I will move out of the bamboo bed, sit in the yard, count the stars, watch the moon, listen to the cicadas and frogs, watch the fireflies fly with lanterns, and look at the Milky Way in the sky.
The wind, still summer, was cool, but it was no longer lively, and most of the people had gone out or moved out of the countryside to watch TV at home, blowing fans or air conditioners. It was a time that had passed, and it could only be remembered in the depths of memory, and it could not be returned, nor could it be understood by the younger generation.