Every time I visited my hometown, I wandered all over the cave, the alley searched to the memory domain. Tea rows of Hao, Frequency or kneeling, Elephant ... have been replaced with emotionless, shaggy and essential walls
. Around the village road in an old memory, I met the abandoned well located next to the pond. I am looking forward to tilting, palpating, how to celebrate the old as yesterday yesterday. There are things over time only in memory
The crowded land, the winter and the Tan Tien era, so there are many artifacts to be eliminated to replace it with more modern things to suit the needs of life. Alley searches about memories domain. Tea rows of Hao, Frequency or kneeling, Elephant ... have been replaced with emotionless, shaggy and essential walls. Around the village road in an old memory, I met the abandoned well located next to the pond. Fighting, tilting, palpating, how to celebrate the old as yesterday yesterday. I don't have to be colandered but not the waters but don't understand why little fresh fresh water. Both a land along the national highway 7 wells and drinks, drinking on ignoring, cooking green tea and the red tea
So everyone has a tank or lu, chum ... contains rainwater. Fortunately, on the other side of the cai quan street, there are two well-kneeled wells that are flake and well-suicide wells. I don't know howons are self. Just knowing my grandfather said from the day he had two of those wells. The two wells are about 200 meters apart, both in the village win. The well is not very deep, stacked by bottom bottom. Funeral wells are built bricks, plastered lime, surrounding wells are smooth boulders. The well is not very deep but always has water. The water in Van squeezed, the summer noon saw the bottom of the well and the water circuit extruded. Beside the well to a scoop of water on the pile. The pedestrians or people who work in the same cross are stopped to scoop the well water, sucking their face to the radio that is full of cool water and then raising the water to the face. Oh Chao! How much tired, hot, dry thirst is cleared! The well has only one entrance, and three sides are Hao's fence. My grandfather said in the next two wells with a cau tree and the boy so everyone called the name of the well. Now the tree is cut down but the name of the well is still intact. My grandfather said that two wells were the gods of the village. No matter how dry drought is, the water in the two wells don't run out. People in the neighborhood and the neighboring commune still take advanced cars to take water to take water in these two wells. The water is clear, seeing the bottom. Summer, around two wells of crowds. The stations scoop each other drop down the well. There was an unwritten law that no one was washed in these two wells. Waiting for the turn of water, we trafficked in the sky, under the tank. Closed water is filled with a tank where the corner. The tank with my age, the construction worker stood with a floating carp and the year built into the tank. Seeing my grandfather was built with lime, sand, molasses but what day did it cement. Then the tank doesn't leak. I sealed the year of the water, filled with the water, hitting the back. I was far away from my hometown. Every year, the village has changed its innovation but feels excited. But sometimes I felt sad when my dear cases gradually disappeared. The screech well was filled with house construction, only the well of the boy but abandoned because the people now use tap water. Deep down in my heart, the old memories still existed. Old people forever in me. According to the village and photo: Hoang Thi Tuan Huong . Dịch vụ:
Thiết kế website,
quảng cáo google,
đăng ký website bộ công thương uy tín
