Hey, take a look, in the water town in the south, there is an ancient village shrouded in mist, called Yunyin Village.
The water network in this place is as dense as something, and the small bridge and flowing water are alive and well, and they are alive and well with an ink painting.
There is a family in the village, the male owner is called Li Dahe, who is holding the boat, his body is hard, his heart is good, as soon as the sun sets, you will definitely be able to see him rowing a boat, humming a little tune, swaying on the river.
His daughter-in-law, Cuilan, was a gentle and virtuous woman, and her hands were so skillful that she could weave some of the best cloth in the village, and she could keep the shabby wooden house warm and clean.
Although the two of them did not live a comfortable life, they were harmonious and beautiful, which was enviable.
But God, it doesn't play cards according to common sense.
One day, Li Dahe, as usual, went out of the boat to fish as soon as it was dawn, and he thought that the wind and waves on the river that day were fierce and the dark clouds were overwhelming.
The people in the village said that this was the Dragon King who was unhappy, and no one dared to go into the water.
But Li Dahe thought that Cuilan at home was about to give birth, and there was still heating firewood in winter, so he stubbornly braved the wind and waves and rowed towards the heart of the river.
At noon, the sky suddenly dawned, followed by thunder, and the river seemed to be crazy, swallowing everything.
The rain stopped, the sky cleared, and the people in the village hurriedly ran to the river, and when they saw that Li Dahe's boat was long gone, only the ripples on the river surface and the uneasiness in the air remained.
Cuilan stayed by the river for three days and three nights, with tears in her eyes, hoping that her husband would come back safely.
On the morning of the fourth day, the fishermen downstream found Li Dahe, his body was entangled with aquatic plants, and his face was peaceful, as if he was asleep.
The news was transmitted back to Yunyin Village, and Cuilan was like being struck by lightning, and the whole person was paralyzed, crying like something.
The people in the village helped, Cuilan endured it and hurriedly held a funeral for Li Dahe.
She thought to herself that letting her husband go into the ground early was the best comfort for him.
But just when the funeral was about to end and the coffin was about to be put into the ground, a passing Lang Zhong suddenly shouted, his eyes were sharp, and he saw that there was something unusual in the coffin. "Don't be busy!" Lang Zhong drank loudly, strode to the coffin, patted the coffin lid lightly with his hand, and his voice was full of undoubted strength, "He's not dead yet!" As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, and so was Cuilan, with tears in her eyes and a face full of disbelief.
There was a lot of discussion in the village, some said that Lang Zhong was talking nonsense, some were skeptical, and the scene was chaotic.
Lang Zhong saw this situation, and was not in a hurry, and slowly explained: "I have been walking the rivers and lakes for so many years, and I have seen a lot.
Li Dahe looked like it was gone, but he still had breath in his body, this was drowning and fake death, if it wasn't treated in time, it would really be hopeless. As soon as Cuilan heard this, the little flame in her heart jumped up, and she knelt in front of Lang Zhong with a "poof", tears burst into tears, crying like a tearful person, and begged: "You are good at doing a good job, save him, save my family!" Lang Zhong nodded slightly, reached out and took out the silver needle from the medicine box, and the guys in the village helped with all their hands, carefully carrying Li Dahe out of the coffin and gently placing it on the straw mat.
The sunlight shone down through the cracks in the clouds, shining golden on him, as if even the Lord of Heaven had come to stand on the stage for this life-saving drama.
Lang Zhong's technique, there is really nothing to say, the silver needle seems to be alive in his hand, one needle after another, accurately piercing the several fatal acupuncture points on Li Dahe's body.
Time passed minute by minute, and Li Dahe's face, which was as white as paper, was now slowly becoming a little bloody, and his chest began to move a little.
Cuilan held her husband's hand tightly, tears like pearls with broken threads, but this time, they were tears of joy.
She muttered quietly, pouring all the worries and thoughts of him during this time into the pair of warm hands that she had not seen for a long time.
The people in the village were also so moved by this scene that they came around, some handed water, some delivered food, and the courtyard was warm and full of hope.
When Li Dahe slowly opened his eyes and saw Cuilan and the people in the village surrounding the bed, his eyes were first stunned, and then full of gratitude and happiness.
He wanted to sit up, but was gently held down by Cuilan, "Don't worry, take your time, you still have to take care." ”
Because of this incident, Yunyin Village has another story, and Li Dahe's "resurrection" has become everyone's after-dinner conversation, and it has also added a lot of mythology.
Everyone said that it was Cuilan's sincerity and Langzhong's medical skills that woke up the sleeping life and allowed love and hope to continue to flow in this water town.
After this test of life and death, Li Dahe and Cuilan know how to cherish each other more, their love, like the winding river, although the wind and rain blow, but more tenacious, has become the most beautiful scenery in Yunyin Village.
After Li Dahe woke up, Yunyin Village seemed to be surrounded by sunlight, and there was life and vitality everywhere.
He knew that his life was picked up, and he couldn't be grateful to Cuilan and the people in the village.
In order to repay this kindness, he decided to stop fishing and use his years of boating experience to lead the young people in the village to build stronger and safer boats and teach them the skills of survival on the water.
"Our Yunyin Village relies on water to draft water, and water is not only our food and clothing, but also a ruthless killer." Li Dahe sat under the old locust tree at the head of the village, holding a penny in his hand, and said to the young people sitting around with a firm look in his eyes, "My life was given by everyone, and now I want to pass on my experience and lessons to you, so that the children of our village will no longer have to be afraid of going into the water." "When the young children in our village heard Li Dahe's story, their eyes lit up, and the energy in their hearts also came up, and they all said that they would learn from Li Dahe twice, so as to protect our home and protect our relatives.
At that time, on the water surface of Yunyin Village, many new boats were added, these boats were very sturdy, and they also brought some life-saving gadgets, which became a scenery of our village.
Cuilan, this girl, has become Li Dahe's strong backing.
She not only kept the affairs of the house in order, but also used her skillful weaving skills to make waterproof cloaks and small clothes for the children in the village, so that they could feel the warmth of home in the wind and rain.
She followed Li Dahe to the river to prepare meals for the young children who were learning water skills, and the carefulness and thoughtfulness made everyone taste home.
But the good times didn't last long, that summer, it rained heavily for several days, and the river rose so much that it was about to flood our village.
The villagers panicked and hurriedly packed their things, intending to flee for their lives.
But Li Dahe stood up, he knew that running was not the way, only when everyone united could they fight against the flood.
He shouted loudly on the big stone at the entrance of the village: "Folks, we can't run!"
Our ancestors in Yunyin Village have lived here for generations, this is our roots, our home!
The flood is coming, and we're going to have to fight it! ”
Under the leadership of Li Dahe, the villagers picked up the guys, some strengthened the embankment, some dredged the river, and some drove new boats to save people and animals in the flood.
This struggle between man and nature has made our village show unprecedented unity and strength.
After several days and nights of hard fighting, the flood finally receded, and although the loss of our village was not small, it was not completely defeated.
The villagers looked at each other's tired but determined faces, and their hearts were full of pride and gratitude.
They know that it is Li Dahe's bravery and wisdom that give them courage; It was the unity of Cuilan and everyone that helped them tide over the difficulties.
After the flood, our village ushered in a difficult period of reconstruction.
But this time, we're not alone.
Li Dahe took the young children to build houses and land, while teaching water skills to prepare for the future.
Cuilan took the women of the village to use their handicrafts to make handicrafts and agricultural products, which were sold at the market to raise money for the reconstruction of their homes.
After a long time, our village has regained its former vitality.
The new houses are stronger and better-looking, and the crops in the fields are green, indicating a good harvest.
More importantly, the feelings between the villagers have deepened, and they have learned to cherish and learn to unite and face difficulties together.
Li Dahe and Cuilan have become the big heroes in the hearts of the people of our Yunyin Village.
The story of these two people, it really spread louder than the horn at the head of the village, and it was all made into a ballad, and the old and young in the village hummed it when they had nothing to do.
Their image, which is even more of a cow, is directly carved into a stone statue and stands at the entrance of the village, becoming the spiritual symbol of our village. "Look, those two are the heroes of our village, Li Dahe and Cuilan." Every time outsiders come to our Yunyin Village, the villagers have to point to the stone statue at the entrance of the village and proudly say, "They are the ones who let our village survive the flood; It is they who have taught us how to face difficulties and how to protect our homeland. ”
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Li Dahe and Cuilan's hair is gray, but their spirits are still so full.
They often go under the big locust tree at the head of the village, telling the children of the past stories and teaching the wisdom of life.
In their hearts, Yunyin Village will always be that place full of love and hope, and a home they will protect with their lives.
And Yunyin Village, under their protection, continues its legend and glory, and has become a desirable paradise.
The story of Li Dahe and Cuilan is like the river at the edge of the village, passed down from generation to generation, never stopping.
The years are like songs, and in the blink of an eye, their family is also full of children and grandchildren, enjoying the joy of family.
But even in such a comfortable old age, they have not forgotten their love and protection of their homeland.
I remember one winter, it was called a cold, and the heavy snow never stopped, and the entire Yunyin Village was wrapped in a layer of silver, which was so beautiful that it was unbelievably beautiful.
But behind such beauty, there is danger.
After several days of heavy snowfall, the mountains were loosened, and Lao Zhangtou, an old hunter in the village, accidentally caused an avalanche when he was hunting in the mountains and was trapped in the sea of snow.
As soon as the news came back to the village, everyone was as anxious as ants on a hot pot, and they all wanted to go up the mountain to save people, but the vast snowfield made people's legs weak when they looked at it.
At this time, Li Dahe stood up, he glanced at Cuilan beside him, and his eyes flashed with determination. "Cuilan, let's go back to the mountain again, Lao Zhangtou is the old man of our village, we can't ignore it." Cuilan didn't say anything, just nodded silently, and took out two thick cotton jackets from the house, one for Li Dahe to put on, and the other for herself.
In this way, the two of them embarked on the rescue road with the dry food and torches prepared by the young people in the village.
The mountain road is so difficult to walk, the wind and snow are combined, and every step is like a competition with God.
But Li Dahe and Cuilan, with years of experience and tacit understanding, supported each other and moved forward step by step in the direction where Lao Zhangtou was trapped.
On the way, they encountered a lot of trees and thick snow that had been blown down by the wind and snow, but nothing could stop them.
Finally, in the evening, they found Lao Zhangtou.
At that time, the old Zhang Tou was shivering from the cold, and he was almost unconscious.
Li Dahe and Cuilan hurriedly helped him up and helped him recover his strength with the dry food and hot water they brought.
Then, they tied Lao Zhangtou to a stretcher and prepared to descend the mountain.
But the way down the mountain is more difficult than going up.
The wind and snow became more intense, and the sky gradually darkened.
Li Dahe and Cuilan walked cautiously with the faint light of the torches.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, the torches went out, and the surroundings were plunged into darkness.
"Cuilan, don't be afraid, I'm here." Li Dahe held Cuilan's hand tightly, and although his voice was low but unusually firm.
With memories and feelings, they continued to grope their way forward.
At this moment, a loud noise was heard, and it turned out to be a landslide in the mountain in front of them, and a boulder rolled down, blocking their way.
In the face of this sudden change, Li Dahe and Cuilan did not flinch.
They quickly looked around and noticed a narrow gap next to the boulder, which they might be able to pass through.
Li Dahe did not hesitate to pick up Lao Zhang's head, let Cuilan explore the path in front, and he followed closely behind, approaching the gap step by step.
After some hard work, they finally made their way through the narrow gap and around the boulder.
After a short walk, I saw the lights of the village at the foot of the mountain.
At that moment, it was as if they saw the dawn of hope, and all fatigue and fear vanished.
Back in the village, the villagers had been waiting for a long time.
Seeing that Lao Zhangtou was rescued safely, everyone cheered.
Li Dahe and Cuilan were also surrounded by the villagers, their faces filled with satisfied and happy smiles.
Since then, the names of Li Dahe and Cuilan have become even louder in Yunyin Village.
They are not only heroes in the village, but also role models for the younger generation.
Whenever a young person encounters difficulties or challenges, they always think of the story of Li Dahe and Cuilan, and draw strength and courage from it.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Li Dahe and Cuilan have come to the end of their lives.
But what they left to Yunyin Village was not only those legendary stories and heroic deeds, but also a kind of spiritual strength and inheritance.
Their children and grandchildren will continue to protect this land and their homeland, passing on this love and responsibility from one generation to the next.
And Yunyin Village is also moving forward and developing under the guidance of this spirit.
It has become more beautiful, rich, harmonious and peaceful, and has become a place to be desired.
Whenever a foreigner comes to Yunyin Village, the villagers will always proudly tell the story of Li Dahe and Cuilan, as well as those legends of courage, love and protection.
These stories flow like a meandering river, flowing endlessly in every corner of Yunyin Village, forever inspiring people to move forward.