Introduction to the work "Spring Dawn in Beihe Town"
Seven years after leaving Beijing, Lin Dong returned.
The train, carrying a body full of fatigue after struggling in the city and the silent numbers in the bank card, headed for the northern town in my memory. Beihe Town greeted him with a cold dry wind, like a sobering slap in the face. The old house is in dilapidation, the neighbors have mixed eyes, and past events and discussions are like snow, layer upon layer on the shoulders of this "failed returnee." He thought that at this point in his life, all that was left was to sink slowly in his familiar homeland and live the rest of his life like a sigh.
Under the dim light at the pick-up station, Li Chunxiao stood.
His former deskmate is now the proprietress of Chunxiao Convenience Store in the town. An old style red down jacket, the white air coming from his breath covered his calm face. There was no dramatic scene of reunion after a long separation. She only handed over a "Auntie asked me to pick you up" and a cup of scalding tea with the lid unscrewed. The warmth was unexpected, burning from the palms of my hands to the bottom of my heart.
The winter in my hometown has a specific temperature from now on.
From a cup of tea, to a home-cooked meal; from unfamiliar greetings, to sharing a warm light and silence in front of the stove late at night; from watching her neatly manage the shop, to being dragged into life by her - helping to take inventory of the inventory that will never be matched, listening to her talk about the shortcomings of Zhang's family and Li's family, and even planning together how to sell the local products in the town that are about to rot in the cellar.
Lin Dong gradually discovered that this docile and silent girl in his memory had a tenacity as strong as a stone in Beihe Town. As for him, those things that have been worn away in the city, such as belief, impulse, and deep love for a piece of land, are also quietly reviving in the triviality and reality day after day.
The town is not a peaceful place. The waves of development, old entanglements, calculations of interests, and shadows of the past are like undercurrents under the frozen river, quietly surging. He and she were rolled together, becoming each other's anchor and the clumsy but firm pickaxe that broke through the ice.
This winter is extremely long. But under the frozen soil, seeds are waiting for their awakening; above the old house, the sun is creeping through the eaves inch by inch. Some leave for a better return; some are cold and destined to be dispelled by the warmth of dependence.
Winter is fading away and spring dawn is approaching.
*Reading Guide:
1. Slow healing style: Focusing on returning home and rebuilding daily life, feelings are like simmering on a low fire and flowing slowly.
2. Two strong people grow up together: The male and female protagonists each have their own career lines and inner shackles, illuminating each other and taking root together.
3. Vivid group portrait drama: trying to depict the breathing and heartbeat of a small town under the pulse of the times.
Intention: This place of peace of mind is the dawn of spring