That year's coal mine is the memory of many people

I was born in an ordinary coal mine in a city in northern Jiangsu that can no longer be ordinary, and of course, when I was a child, there was no concept of express delivery, no online shopping, and not even many shops for business. At that time, the adults also called the owners of their own shops self-employed, and there was a lot of discussion behind their backs, surprised that they did not go to a serious job, and did not do the right thing all day.

In this city, there are countless coal mines, including coal mines in the town, coal mines in the city, coal mines in other cities in the province, and even coal mines in other provinces and cities. The coal mine is a small world of its own, and people from all over the country bring their dialects, diets, and customs together. Just like an isolated island, outside the coal mine, it is said that it is in northern dialect, and it is eaten that chili pancakes, and in the coal mine, it may be said that it is Dongtai dialect and Haimen dialect, and it is eaten with pickles and white porridge.

There were hospitals, canteens, shops, and schools in the coal mines, and in those days, there were rows of buildings and smooth concrete roads in the coal mines, which were in stark contrast to the low tile houses and muddy dirt roads in the surrounding countryside.

As I grew older, my memory slowly blurred, and now that I think back to the coal mine, the first thing that comes to my mind is the wall. The high wall surrounds the entire working area and living area of the coal mine inside, the wall is so high, the inside of the wall is so large, sometimes you can not pay attention to the existence of the wall, but once you want to go out, you can only walk through the door, the doorpost is always standing tall and mighty security section cadres, staring at you with scrutinizing eyes. Then, thinking of the railway, a railway that winds into the distant plains with no end in sight, I was very curious as a child about where the railway went. The railway was built on a half-man-high roadbed, and my biggest fear in elementary school was that the steam locomotive drove into the mine to transport coal, and the whistle was so loud that every time I was scared to cover my ears and hide, and I kept hoping that the train would never come again. After a long time, there were fewer and fewer trains, and finally they really didn't come, and then the tracks were abandoned, the miners went their separate ways, and the coal mines were abandoned. There is also the distant Ganzi Mountain, which is actually a mountain formed by the accumulation of coal gangue dug out during coal mining. Coal bucket trucks will pull a cart of gangue to Ganzi Mountain, under the traction of steel cables all the way to the top of the mountain, and then dump down, cone-shaped "mountain", like Mt. Fuji, the mountain often emits green smoke.

Tonight, I was lying on the bed, two daughters playing next to me, I asked my daughter's father what his name was, the daughters answered in unison, asked their mother what her name was, and also answered, and then asked my grandparents, I could remember, I then asked my wife what her name was, the daughters thought for a long time, and could not answer, so I patiently taught them again, and I felt a pang of sadness in my heart.

Most of us are very ordinary people, we will not write books and make a statement, we will not achieve fame, our existence, our stories, our feelings, may be remembered by our parents and children, may also be given to grandchildren by children, but eventually will dissipate with time. The people we cherish, the objects we cherish, and in the end, are only a symbol of family inheritance. So, I had the impulse to write my own stories, these stories are our childhood, is the imprint of that era, I think, maybe many years later, but people can see this text, can understand a long time ago, in that coal mine, there was a group of friends who caught spies together, together trapped in the well hungry to venus, together to catch frogs to pick up ancient swords, to play with fire together almost blew up the entire alleyway, to understand the life at that time, the happiness of that time, the bits and pieces of that time.