Nine-Year-Old Yuanyuan

Childhood in a mountain village in the 1980s and 1990s The distant mountains of the 1980s and 1990s hide the years that were untainted by the hustle and bustle of the world. The green mountains surround the quiet village. You don't hear the noise of cars and horses. Only the vegetation is flourishing and the sun and the moon are passing by, which is quiet and gentle. A little girl, accompanied by the morning mist and smoke, grew up slowly in the mountains and fields, and her life was simple and clear. As soon as it dawned, the chirping of birds in the forest woke her up. Stepping over the dew-stained bluestone, the scent of earth and green grass hits your face. The morning light filtered through the branches and leaves, and scattered shadows fell on the ground. The stream at the entrance of the village was gurgling, and the fish swimming on the pebbles were clearly visible. It was the morning that accompanied her every day. During the day, half work and half play. Helping the family choose vegetables to feed the chickens, carrying bamboo baskets to pick up rice ears, walking in the fields with the cattle, or going down to the river to touch snails and catch small fish. In her free time, she ran around the mountains alone, chasing butterflies and picking wild chrysanthemums. She sat under an old maple tree and watched the clouds fill the clear sky. Time moves slowly in the mountain village, with smoke curling from the old blue-brick houses, neighbors chatting gently in the alleys, and old cows walking slowly in the afterglow at dusk. Everything is simple and peaceful. The girl has a pure mind and does not know the worries of the world. She always thinks that the green mountains are always there and the streams are always flowing. There are new buds in spring, flowers in summer, golden fields in autumn, and frost and snow in winter. All seasons are beautiful. The neighbors are diligent and kind and help each other. In her eyes, there is warmth everywhere in the world. At that time, there were no exquisite toys and no bustle. Her childhood was filled with cool breeze, mountains, and fireworks. That clean and soft old time flowed slowly and became the most healing and unforgettable old dream in the years to come.