The Most Simple Wish

As the ox cart "gadagada" ran over the road, Mr. Li stared at the smooth back of the cattle, which was covered with a layer of cowhide, sliding left and right. It's a long road. The ox cart has been running for two hours, deep and shallow. Even the old ox is sweating and his hair is wet.

"I see it." Tao Huizhen suddenly saw that a few miles away, a village was exposed. The sparse bamboo buildings lined up to the foot of dacha mountain. There were also a few non column buildings, but they were all made of bamboo and banana. Xieshan style spires, like a straw hat, are scattered.

Next to the village, there is a stream flowing from the foot of the mountain into the endless bamboo forest. Banana trees and bamboos can be seen everywhere in the village. Green and dark brown wooden houses outline a simple but vibrant tropical rainforest climate.

"The Dai people are the people of water, and the people of dacha village have been inseparable from this stream for generations." Li introduced Tao Huizhen. When the ox cart goes up high, the people on the cart can just overlook most of dacha village.

"Is there any fish in the stream?" Tao Huizhen asked jokingly.

"Very few. The big fish in the upper reaches are very clever. They don't swim in the river, but there are exceptions. If they have fishing nets, they may catch one. Yesterday, the Hu family caught a water monkey."

"It can be described as beautiful scenery and beautiful scenery. If the scenery is good, people will be beautiful. I seem to have felt the local flavor of Dai people."

"Teacher Tao also has to be prepared. In the tropical climate, there are many mosquitoes in the mountains. It's very humid. In fact, what you can remember when you live here is not the scenery here, but the poor environment here. I'll ask someone to prepare some mosquito repellent medicine for you later, otherwise you won't be able to sleep at night when you are bitten by mosquitoes. "

"Good." Tao Huizhen's clear response.

Entering the village entrance, Mr. Li tied the ox cart to a banana tree. He and Mr. Wang helped Tao Huizhen with her luggage and went to dacha village together.

Gradually, the sound of each musical instrument came closer and closer. From the analysis of a fresh, melodious, refreshing and delicate voice, Tao Huizhen, who studied classical dance, quickly judged that it was the melody of Hulusi. The beat was very chaotic and the rhythm was not clear. It must have no specific score, but it was full of strong national flavor.

Tao Huizhen can't help but listen to the rhythm of the melody, and the gentle dance moves come to her mind. Maybe it's because of her career. She can't control her dance complex, and her wrist can't help but gently follow the melodious voice of Hulusi. It's like a bird flapping its wings. Tao Huizhen thought of the way she was wearing a classical dance dress. Ah, she almost forgot that it was the past.

In addition to Hulusi, there is also an open drum, fast-paced percussion, maybe not percussion, but slapping. Tao Huizhen is very keen from the Hulusi sound line, and the beat of the rhythm of the drum, feel out, Pa Pa, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA, PA.

"What drum is that?" Tao Huizhen's eyes inquired between Mr. Li and Mr. Wang.

Wang said, "it's elephant foot drum, little elephant foot drum. It is one of the musical instruments of Dai nationality

"In order to meet Mr. Tao and fill the vacancy of dachacun primary school in the past six months, you are here. Dachacun primary school is a school with teachers. The adults and children in the village welcome you in the way of greeting the festival." Li Lao's wrinkled cheek glowed in the light. He said: "not everyone understands the meaning of knowledge, but the teachers of supporting education are delayed. Even the people in the mountains will think about it. What must be the problem? Are the conditions in Dai Township not good, and no teachers of supporting education are willing to come? They may not know what education means, but they know that teachers are precious resources. "

"Ah? Meet me... "Tao Huizhen's dark eyes, a moment's Leng, she thought she how de how can?

At this time, the sound of xiangjiaogu, Hulusi and Luos seemed to move from the house to the outside. The sound became loud and jubilant. Several people turned a curved intersection, Tao Huizhen's eyes suddenly brightened. It was a colorful scene. The dance array of Dai men and women was dancing like a happy child.

From the perspective of Tao Huizhen, a professional dancer, these dancers have no rhythm and don't pay attention to the beat. The elephant foot drum and Hulusi seem to be self-contained, and the dancers' dancing posture is so casual. However, they have body rhyme and soul, expression concentration, dance of the vigorous.

It's a form of dance without packaging, without rehearsal, improvisation. Different from Tao Huizhen's dance performance for others to appreciate, their dance is to feel for themselves, and the charm and rhythm are the portrayal of their heart. Tao Huizhen thinks that this is the traditional culture, the real folk dance. What they show is not how beautiful and moving, but a profound cultural context from ancient times to the present, in which they lead these people to dance. Every movement is full of rich national thought and culture.

Singing and dancing is the custom of Dai people, while they dance and sing without distractions.

They rotate to the position of the main dance, this word is more professional, said to rotate to come forward to express themselves more appropriate. When Tao Huizhen reached one third of the village road, the man with the golden crown walked to the position of "main dance", and the melody of Hulusi became clearer.

The man gazed at Tao Huizhen. He was only wearing a jacket and ordinary dark trousers without special decoration. In the rhythm of Hulusi, dancing up. He pinched his mouth shaped hand, his wrist trembled, vividly showing the head shaking action of a bird. In an instant, the feeling of all creatures in nature came. Then, his arms rolled like waves, one wave pushing another wave of bending, hard and soft.

Tao Huizhen quietly enjoyed the dance in her heart.

After a while, the elephant foot drum began to beat. The man changes his hand shape into a palm shape. His wrist and palm shape vibrate, making a posture like a bird flapping its wings. Soon, he flapped his wings and went away, like playing in nature.

Dai dance mainly imitates animals. The more vivid it is, the closer it is to perfection. Tao Huizhen didn't stop. She followed Mr. Li and Mr. Wang all the way forward, and the Dai people on both sides stepped back from her eyes. Suddenly she responded and blurted out: "peacock dance of Dai nationality!"

Just now, the man's solo dance should be a short part of the male peacock dance of Dai nationality. Peacock is the auspicious bird of Dai people. The essence of peacock dance is to imitate all kinds of smart posture of peacock. Tao Huizhen looked back. The man just now was dancing not far away. He was imitating the peacock's posture. Tao Huizhen's eyes show the light of appreciation.

Tao Huizhen found that some Dai women dressed in colorful clothes and skirts were imitating the dancing posture of butterflies, which was very similar to the classical dance performed by Tao Huizhen. However, classical dance pays more attention to artistic embellishment, while national dance pays more attention to the dance itself.

The Dai women give Tao Huizhen a feeling of "exotic beauty". The national personality is vividly expressed in their exquisite dress. They wear colorful tunics and a skirt that reaches the foot. Some of the skirts are single color, some are multi-color, and others are embroidered with pattern totem. Tao Huizhen's first sight of the colorful scene is exactly what Dai women's dressing style shows.

"They're very handy." Tao Huizhen thought.

Singing and dancing are still going on. There are crowds on both sides of this 100 meter long road in the entrance of dacha village. With the rhythm of xiangjiaogu and other folk musical instruments, Tao Huizhen can't help but stop and improvise a little soft and charming dance, with only seven or eight movements in less than a minute, which can be regarded as a tribute to the warm welcome of Dai people. Her style is light, and every movement can be done to the extreme. In mastering the music rhythm, she does not lose anyone. Even if she performs casually, she is decent and standard.

Her dance looks quite professional, which is quite different from the national dance of Dai people. After a period of dancing, Tao Huizhen continues to follow the steps of Li and Wang. In this section of the road, Tao Huizhen never spoke, and no one came to chat with her. She saw a pair of eyes of Dai people on both sides of the path, staring at herself, full of curiosity and yearning.

There is also desire and confusion, they are so simple, and so shy. And Tao Huizhen himself from their eyes to see that kind of, for no reason unwilling.

At the end of the village road, there is a bamboo house or wooden house hanging feet every other long way. Looking back, Tao Huizhen finds that the dance array of Dai people is getting farther and farther away from her. The sound of xiangjiaogu and other musical instruments became gradually blurred as if they were gradually clear. Unexpectedly let Tao Huizhen have a nostalgic atmosphere.

"Mr. Wang!"

Tao Huizhen heard a "Putonghua" with a strong local accent. A figure in a black skirt stood in the middle of the road in the distance.

From the crowd just now, a Dai woman came out and ran to this side in a hurry. She was flustered and ran like a child of seven or eight years old who didn't pay attention to image. She is about 25 years old. She is as young as Tao Huizhen. When she runs to Tao Huizhen's side, she stares at Tao Huizhen for a long time. She doesn't mind Tao Huizhen's reaction at all. She looks at Tao Huizhen's face carefully.

It was as if she wanted to see every trace of red blood on Tao Huizhen's face. Then she licked her lips, nodded slightly to Tao Huizhen, and ran to Wang Ke Yuan again: "Wang Ke Yuan, wait for me!"

"Dao Xiaotong, you are in a hurry. Slow down." Mr. Wang stopped. I'm afraid she'll fall in this way.

Dao Xiaotong panting ran over, stretched out a hand and said: "the beginning of the month, my money."

"What money?"

"I do dachacun primary school teacher's subsidy, 30 yuan a month."

"Oh, you remember it very clearly, but you have no credit and also have hard work. I promise you that I will not break my promise. Let me have a look." Mr. Wang put Tao Huizhen's travel bag at her feet, felt it in her pocket, and took out 26 yuan from three pockets and put it in Dao Xiaotong's hand.

"It's not enough." Dao Xiaotong stares at the money, a few crumpled ten yuan and five yuan notes, and two five jiao notes.

"I'll make it up for you next month. I didn't remember what happened to you when I picked up Mr. Tao today. That's all I took with me. "

"You were three yuan short of me last month. You said you would make it up this month. Dachacun primary school has no teacher for half a year. I haven't gone anywhere for half a year. I've been teaching students all the time. But you promised me to give me 30 yuan a month. You can't cheat me. "

"You are smart enough to be serious. I promise you, but I really have no money." Mr. Wang patted the empty pocket.

"It's not easy for teacher Dao. She's just a humble substitute teacher in name. Usually no one pays attention to her. She cooks at the kitchen table. Some people think that she's a nameless cooking woman. But when the teacher came back to the city, she was remembered and remembered by us again. It was her who taught the children to study. On rainy days, she went to pick them up on that muddy path in the morning and sent them home in the evening. She was often forgotten, but we really can't live without her. " Li said on one side.

Dao Xiaotong is the one who accompanies the students of dachacun primary school for the longest time. No one notices the value of her existence, but she is the only one who can do it. Mr. Li knew that her idea was simple. He just told her that the children needed her and she was there. But dachacun primary school can only repay her with a full stomach.

In addition, as the nominal head of dachacun primary school, Li feels that he can't give her anything, but Dao Xiaotong's hard work has to be seen in his eyes.

Dao Xiaotong's eyes are shining with crystal clear light, a little cramped, and her eyes are alternately looking at Mr. Li and Mr. Wang. Especially in the deep wrinkles of Li Lao's face, I saw them for a long time.

Mr. Wang nodded slightly. Does Dao Xiaotong really care if students can learn knowledge? Does she really understand the meaning of hope? Maybe not. Dao Xiaotong doesn't have such a high level of thinking. In her world view, the world seems to be very simple. Support her everything, just someone asked her - to do so, then she did it without hesitation.

The 30 yuan teacher subsidy is the same reason. She thinks that since she wants to subsidize her 30 yuan, she must give it to her. And a lot of points to her, if you don't want to give, you should clearly tell her.

Two months ago, it was the fourth month that dachacun primary school had no supporting teachers. When Mr. Wang went to dacha village to do business, he saw that as today, Dao Xiaotong's back was running, and her feet fell into the mire of the village road. She seemed unconscious. There was a light rain the night before. There were two children in dacha village who needed her to pick them up. When necessary, she had to carry them across the muddy path.

At noon that day, Wang told her to apply for a little subsidy in the Education Bureau for her to teach students well. Within a few days, the application was approved, and the Education Bureau promised to draw out 30 yuan a month to support Dao Xiaotong's work in dachacun primary school.

Mr. Wang was very pleased that the money was not much, but it had different meanings. What Mr. Li said is right. Dao Xiaotong's rarity is that she will accompany her for a longer time.

"Dao Xiaotong, I'll make it up for you next month. Remember, I'll give you 40 yuan next month. How much is that? Last month, you were three yuan short. This month, you were four yuan short. I gave you forty yuan, and you earned three yuan, even the interest. But the interest is not given to you in vain. You have to teach your students more about their culture. You can't always let them study by themselves. " Wang said to Dao Xiaotong.

Dao Xiaotong blinked, as if the plan is not cost-effective, and then said: "the best is the whole money."

"OK, the whole money." Mr. Wang said, "now that Mr. Tao is here, he is a college student, so you should learn more, so that you can teach better in the future. As you know, the environment in dacha village is very bad. The supporting teachers always leave. Each of us should learn to walk by ourselves. "

"We can't always count on others to keep us out of the rain." Li said.

Dao Xiaotong stood in front of Mr. Li and Mr. Wang. He seemed embarrassed, but he was not. She holds the skirt with four fingers and palm. After a brief look at Mr. Li and Mr. Wang, she looks at Tao Huizhen who is waiting in the distance. Tao Huizhen's body is a kind of atmosphere that is incompatible with the Dai nationality. Dao Xiaotong noticed Tao Huizhen's soft dancing posture on her way here. She seems to be a "demon flower" from a foreign land“ How long can Mr. Tao stay? " Dao Xiaotong asked carefully.

"Let's go." Mr. Wang avoided answering, "Mr. Tao took a bus for several days and nights to let others rest first."

It seems that the teachers are used to coming and going, but every time, they feel reluctant. It seems that something precious has been lost, which is hard to let go.

No matter how many teachers have come here and left again, they can't smile. After all, people get along with each other and become close with time. Those children who have the most frequent contact with the teachers of the supporting education are suffering from gathering and scattering again and again. It is probably the most helpless and distressed thing for dachacun primary school that the supporting teachers left.

Every time a branch teacher comes here, they have to count the dates. Every week or two, a sense of fear comes to their hearts, and even some people feel scared. They always think that the environment in the mountains is hard, and the teachers will leave them anytime and anywhere. They want to leave the best side to the teachers, but it's all in vain.

Dai township is a tropical rainforest climate, close to the equator of the earth, so the dark day comes very late, but suddenly, the hot sun seems to fall suddenly, the dim light lasts less than half an hour, and dacha village falls into the night completely.

Deep in the mountains, everything became silent. Only the trickle by the village is flowing, and insects are whispering.

"Look, Miss Tao, meteor!" Dao Xiaotong suddenly cried excitedly in the dark with "vernacular Mandarin". A meteor from the far-reaching night sky, in the human eye can see the remote limit, flash, into the night sky.

Tao Huizhen is holding a grass leaf in her hand: "have you made a wish?"

"I did."

Dao Xiaotong must be praying for the children, hoping that they can go out of the mountains and see the outside world through dachacun primary school and study. In front of the bamboo tower, Tao Huizhen looks at the shadow of the black outline of dacha village. After a long time in the dark, her eyes get used to the dark. Even the scenery at night gives out a faint light, so that Tao Huizhen can see the fuzzy houses and trees, and the arrangement is clear.

"Teacher Dao, were you just making a wish for the children of dachacun primary school? Am I right? "

"I didn't."

"What's that wish?"

"It's a secret. I can't tell you."

Tao Huizhen laughed in the dark and asked, "are there any special children in dachacun primary school? I mean, those with special circumstances that teachers should take special care of."

"Mr. Tao, I'm not so professional. I didn't pay attention to your questions." Dao Xiaotong seems to be thinking, suddenly silent in the dark, even her breathing voice is so clear“ The children in the school are very good, including yu'er, Wu Huiyan, Bai Junmao, yanhanhan... "

A string of names reverberate in Tao Huizhen's ears. Tao Huizhen tries her best to describe them in her mind. The last name was finished by Dao Xiaotong, and Tao Huizhen remembered about 28 names. In this way, Tao Huizhen still felt that it was not right. She decided to take a notebook and write it down.

Tao Huizhen went to get the notebook she had brought from Shenyang and wrote down all her names. Dao Xiaotong holds a flashlight for her. She says it's the baby of dachacun primary school. Sometimes it's rainy and it gets dark early. There are no lighting facilities in the village. If there is no flashlight, you can't pick up the children.

There is only one flashlight. Dao Xiaotong says that this flashlight will be used by Tao Huizhen in the future. When she goes to the toilet at night, she is afraid that Tao Huizhen won't see the light and will feel uncomfortable.

Two people of the same age are leaning on the grass in front of the bamboo building, and the light beam of the flashlight shines into the night sky. Tao Huizhen remembers that when she was young, she used to shine into the night sky with the flashlight. At that time, she thought that the light beam of the flashlight could illuminate the infinite distance, but now it seems that this light is really inadequate.

Dao Xiaotong looked up at the pillar of light: "teacher Tao, is it very bright at night in big cities? Isn't it beautiful? "

"Liang, you can see everything clearly." Tao Huizhen said, turning off the flashlight, the two fell into the darkness. Tao Huizhen has never experienced such a pure night.

Mr. Li and Mr. Wang arranged for Tao Huizhen to live in Dao Xiaotong's small bamboo house, which is the one behind them.

There is almost nothing in the bamboo building except the bed, which is very simple. Tao Huizhen takes out her mobile phone and glances at it. As expected, there is no signal from her mobile phone here. The watch with ivory white watch chain points to ten o'clock. Tao Huizhen lies down against the bamboo bed. After the lights go out, the bamboo building on the second floor is also integrated with the night of the whole village.

"Miss Tao, are you asleep? In fact, my wish is not about dachacun primary school, but my own. I dream that one day I can go to the big city and have a look at the night scenery of the big city. " Dao Xiaotong said on the opposite bed. She tried her best to imagine the scenery of the big city.

Tao Huizhen feels a little heavy breathing. Why does her wish seem so easy to realize but become her wish? Tao Huizhen has never heard of such a simple and meaningful dream. "Your wish will come true," she said sincerely

"I don't know when I can save enough money to travel to a big city like Beijing or Shanghai. Well, I get 30 yuan a month. "

Tao Huizhen heard infinite longing and a trace of helplessness from Dao Xiaotong's tone. She closed her eyes and thought seriously that if she took a bus from Mengla County to Shanghai, then to Beijing, it would cost at least 900 yuan, and 1800 yuan for a round trip. 1800 divided by 30, the result is 60... And then 60 divided by 12. The result is five years.

In other words, if Dao Xiaotong has been working hard for her dream in her present state, it will take at least five years to complete her dream. Tao Huizhen suddenly understood why Dao Xiaotong said that in a yearning tone, "yearning" often represented the unreachable. At the same time, Tao Huizhen suddenly realized that dreams are not high or low. Maybe what she can get at hand is someone else's dream.

She began to think about Wenxiu. Wen Xiu said her dream was dance and stage.

"I'm afraid it's going to take many years. I'm sure I'll go on." Dao Xiaotong himself suddenly said so. She knows the price of dreams.

Before there was no subsidy, Dao Xiaotong's world was very small. What she saw was only the large area of dacha village, and she never thought about how different the outside world was. She didn't think about how to spend the money until she got the income, so she thought of the best in her imagination and the most worthy wish.

By this time, she had 53 yuan.

Tao Huizhen's legs were a little sour. She didn't have a good rest for several days and nights. She soon fell asleep on the bamboo bed. At night, the mosquito bit her, she woke up several times, staring at the mosquito bag on her arm, and then fell asleep.