There was a poplar forest near the station, and my mother said that when she was a child, she could often hear wolf howling at night, and although there had been no sign of wolves for many years, she still sternly warned me many times not to go to play in that area. It was clear that Jiang He had not received such warnings, so she often dragged me there with peace of mind, even after I was in elementary school. It became a secret base for both of us.

Jiang He is more than a month younger than me, we were born in the same hospital, we have played together since childhood, almost inseparable, she seems more sophisticated than me in all aspects, and she is also beautiful, I have no reason not to listen to her, so my dad often says that I am a wreck, and I know to follow Jiang He's ass all day long.

Our father is a comrade-in-arms, and her father is two or three years older than my father, and the two of them are very good friends, brothers are commensurate. My name is Jiang He's parents, Jiang Dad, Jiang Mama, Jiang He calls my parents, Daddy, and Mom.

Most of my childhood memories are like a layer of white fog, vague, but I remember very clearly that in the autumn shortly after the start of the second grade, the poplar leaves were yellow, and Jiang He and I played a game of nurse injections in the woods. This kind of toddler game, which should have been played two or three years earlier, has only begun to understand, just like many other things, in our small town deep in the desert, development and development are as sluggish.

She insisted on giving me an injection first, but she didn't allow me to hesitate too long, so she gave me an injection with a poplar branch. When it was my turn to give her the injection, she started to play tricks, laughing and running around, so I was very persistent in chasing after her.

Since then, I have been very eager to go to the poplar forest, hoping to give her a shot, but she never mentioned it again, and I was too embarrassed to mention it because she owed me a shot.

It was the first time in my memory that someone took advantage of me physically, and it was also the most profound. So much so that I regretted it for many years, why couldn't I just give her the injection first? What a!

In the autumn of my third grade, I rolled like crazy on the yellow leaves of the poplar forest, which was a hobby of mine that only revealed itself in front of Jiang He or when no one was there at all. I once rolled from the bed to the bottom of the bed wrapped in a quilt at home, and knocked my head on the floor and fainted once. Jiang He picked the leaves with red spots and didn't know where they went. Then I heard her screaming.

I ran to the sound, shouting as I ran, remembering the wolf my mother had mentioned, and my legs were weak. It didn't take long to see a panicked Jiang He, facing two huge rams in front of him.

The sheep didn't seem to have the intention of attacking, but they didn't want to retreat, I put my arms around Jiang He and slowly retreated, and the two sheep stared at us blankly, their gray and green eyes thoughtful, looking evil and sad.

Jiang Herui lost his anger, and after a while, he pushed me away, gave me a slap with his backhand, and looked at me fixedly with big eyes and shouted: "You are not allowed to leave me too far in the future!" ”

That year, the school began to confiscate slingshots, so I buried one slingshot and enough raw materials to make two more slingshots in an iron box in the soil of the poplar forest, in order to make a comeback.

One autumn afternoon in the fourth grade, I overheard my parents whispering that Daddy Jiang was about to change jobs. The army began to investigate and prepare to report this year's plan for demobilized personnel, but it seems that Jiang's father was not consulted, so he directly informed him of this year's plan, which seems to be a mistake he made in his work.

Usually, the job change plan is confidential, and the person will not be notified until the end of the year, and the advance notice is punitive if the person does not voluntarily notify in advance.

After that, Jiang He's school also began to be intermittent, and they were ready to leave and go back to their hometown of Zhejiang. Jiang's father said that they were waiting for the final notice and that they would have to leave the army by January of the following year. I remember one day Dad Jiang scolded me violently: "If you kid dare to forget us, I can't spare you!" "At the end, he gave me a chestnut, which made me dizzy, and Jiang He turned his face with her father at that time.

That critical hit worked very well, and everything related to pain in the future reminded me of Daddy Jiang with a wicked smile and Jiang He, who was like a crazy bird.

We went to the poplar forest twice that year, and I only remember that it was very cold, and the ginger lotus was blown into a ball by the wind. We seriously discussed how to keep in touch.

Although we are about to enter the third year of the 21st century, mobile phones and the Internet are slowly becoming popular in the outside world, and everyone is hesitant to buy Nokia or Motorola, or whether to spend a few hundred yuan a month to open the GPRS Internet function, so that they can browse the news pages made by mobile companies at a speed of several kilobytes per second. But none of this has anything to do with us. The use of cell phones and external Internet is prohibited in the troops, and there are no wireless base stations and no Internet service nearby. I hadn't touched my phone until then, and I had no idea about the Internet, and maybe even my parents hadn't used the Internet seriously. Although I have seen these when I go back to my hometown to visit relatives during the Chinese New Year, they are far less attractive to children of several years old than handheld game consoles.

All we can think of is writing letters. Jiang He said that they would settle in Hangzhou, and when they got there, they would write to me and tell me the address of the reply, so we felt that the problem was solved. We are also very ignorant of parting.

The last time we went to the poplar forest was three days before they left, and it was New Year's Day. It had just snowed, and the trees were covered with a layer of white. As we were leaving, she suddenly grabbed my hand and put it on her chest, then hugged my arm and said, "You must write to me often, you must come to me!" We will always be good friends! I nodded vigorously.

The day before leaving, my parents invited the family to dinner. The meal was very dull, Jiang He and I got off the table early and hid in my room to read together. I remember reading "20,000 Leagues Under the Sea", so much so that when I saw the three words Verne, I thought of Jiang He, so I never read his book again.

Somehow, the two fathers argued, and someone slapped the table, Jiang He and I looked at each other and didn't dare to move. After a while, Jiang He sat down next to me, grabbed my arm, and held my hand: "It has nothing to do with us." The childish face was full of panic and helplessness.

The more they quarreled, the more fierce they became, and Kenben couldn't hear what they said, so Jiang He and I opened the crack in the door and peeked. The mothers were all standing in the living room, Jiang's mother was pale and didn't say a word, my mother saw us and whispered, "Close the door and don't come out." Then he shouted to the two men arguing in the other room: "Be quiet, I'm afraid others won't hear you, right?" ”

The two men's voices were lowered, they talked for a long time, and when they finally left, Dad Jiang hesitated to look back and say something before going out, and finally sighed. My father was expressionless and said to Jiang's mother, "Take care." ”

Jiang He stood in the dark hallway, looking at me with a twinkle in his eyes.

2002 was a long year. I haven't received a letter from Jiang He. I went to the mailroom every day to ask, and before I could speak, the school worker who sent and received me waved my hand and sent me away.

As the days passed, I felt like I was slowly falling into a dark pit that I never fell to. Sometimes after school, I would sit on the flower stand downstairs at her house and look at her window, until one day I realized that another family had moved in.

I asked my parents for Jiang He's address, at first they flickered and ignored me, and told me that Jiang He had a disease, and I didn't know how long she would live, and Jiang's father had taken her abroad for treatment and lost all contact.

Of course I don't believe it, I cried and made a fuss and was beaten up in the end to be honest. Before going to bed at night, my father told me that Jiang He had already found out that he had serious health problems, and he could not be cured by staying in Xinjiang. Jiang's father made a serious mistake at work because he was not resigned, and he was forced to change jobs in advance. When he returned to Hangzhou and found that there was no way to treat him in China, Jiang's father contacted his classmates in the United States, and the family soon went abroad.

In the early winter of that year, I was in the fifth grade. There is still half a month left before the first anniversary of Jiang He's departure, and our school chartered the movie "Hero". On the screen, two women in the poplar forest fought for men, yellow leaves flew all over the sky, and I sat in the dark crying and couldn't help myself.

The male classmate who was sitting next to me and nicknamed Da Sao looked at me with a look of disgust: "Fuck, you're fucking sick!" ”

It was in the winter of that year that my father received a notice to change jobs, and more than a month later, we left the desert, left the poplar forest, and returned to our hometown in Xiamen.

I forgot about the slingshot buried in the poplar forest and couldn't take it with me.

Ginger lotus is like poplar yellow leaves in the sky, flying and floating into the depths of my memory, slowly buried in the soil.

In the year of the '08 Olympics, I was in high school. One day at dinner, I casually asked, "What did Xiaohe's father do before?" I remember that it seemed to be research or something, can such a person go abroad casually after changing jobs? ”

My parents glanced at each other, and my father said expressionlessly: "What kind of research can he do, the Agricultural Science Institute of the Corps, just fooling around." ”

I just want to go to Hangzhou, Zhejiang University is not enough, and I refuse to choose other colleges and universities in other places, so I finally gave up some points and entered an ordinary school in Hangzhou to study advertising.

In the four years of college, I spent a lot of time searching for the whereabouts of Jiang He's family, but I had no clue, and Jiang's father's personnel file did not fall in Hangzhou at all. I've made a lot of posts online looking for people and found nothing. In the end, I asked for the phone number of Jiang's father's original army through my uncle, but the other party did not provide any information, I lied that if it involves the public procuratorate and law, can I inquire, the person who answered the phone viciously slammed the phone: "Then let's talk about the procedures related to the public procuratorate and law!" ”

I have a photo with Jiang He, in the summer of ten, the two of us stood side by side behind a bush of flowers and plants in front of the army dormitory building, the exposure of the point-and-shoot machine was a little excessive, probably not adapted to the strong ultraviolet rays in Xinjiang, and the photo had changed color a little when I remade it, so it looked like two old children.

I posted the photo online and there was no response.

So I washed a lot of them, and buried them in a tin box every time I went to Hangzhou, and the photo said: If you know any of the people in the photos, please call them! Write my phone number below. After all, I studied advertising, and I think that with this kind of trickery, once it is discovered, it may be on the hot search on the Internet.

When I was about to graduate from my senior year, I buried the last tin box under the bamboo behind the Starbucks Coffee Shop in Heli by the West Lake.