North of Mohe丨Unforgettable train experience

When I got on the train bound for Harbin, there were two cute girls sitting opposite me. One was dyed blue and the other was dyed red. Red and blue are the best! Soon, they found out that I was alone and wanted me to switch places with a friend in another car, so I agreed.

When we arrived at another compartment, we found that the atmosphere here was obviously different from the restrained one just now. Everyone had already started chatting.

The Alxa girl Junna sitting next to me, in 1999, she already had the courage to travel all over the country. But this seems to be her daily routine. The journey from her home to Hohhot is longer than the distance from Guangzhou to Beijing, which spans six provinces.

At our table, there are also girls from Changchun in 1996 and girls from Zhanjiang in 1989. We all traveled alone. From this extremely small sample size, we can draw a rough judgment: Girls are more likely to travel alone than boys. Much stronger.

Here, I also met a very interesting teacher. She originally taught in Beijing, but now she was transferred to Oroqen to teach as a volunteer for two years. But supporting education does not mean hardship. She still loves life and spends her free time visiting the beautiful places in Oroqen. Supporting education is another kind of in-depth travel for her. Because of this, she has become the most well-traveled among us. She told me many beautiful scenery and places that I didn't know about. From then on, I began to yearn for Hyrule and her exploration of the beauty of life.

Teacher Fan’s husband was hiding in the seat behind, occasionally showing up to say greetings. Her husband had a very typical movie-type northerner temperament, calm and few words, tall and strong, with a rich and pleasant voice, and a strong Beijing accent. ,very attractive. We also talked about our shared teaching experience, and she also felt that the difference between theoretical poverty and actual poverty will only be discovered after getting deeper into it. Talent is the source.

At around nine o'clock, Teacher Fan and her husband got off the bus at Jiagedaqi. Before leaving, I said to them "be careful on the road" as a habit. Her husband was stunned and didn't seem to understand the southerners' farewell or the southerners' Mandarin.

I don’t know when a family of five people from three generations came in the car. The two brothers in the middle generation were Northeastern treasures. They kept making jokes, just like cross talk. One made fun of the other, and they made the experiences of their journey come to life. He told us eloquently, and kept making fun of Jun Na, especially the big grassland in her home. In the brothers’ narration, Jun Na became a daughter of a herdsman with tens of thousands of acres of grassland. “The child’s family is poor. The sheep were sold to pay for school fees. "The teacher visited her home and saw that she still had hundreds of thousands of them."

Although the two brothers may not look serious, they still do serious things occasionally. They showed me their own photos of the aurora, which they took outside their houses late at night and took them with long exposures. There were only four seats for the five of them, one for each of the elderly. In order to allow the children to lie down and sleep, the two brothers stood all the time. Maybe telling jokes was just their way of fighting exhaustion.

In fact, Jun Na's family gradually left the nomadic state, but urbanization did not make her too happy. She is a member of the younger generation, but she is not one who yearns for the same "urbanization". Speaking of Inner Mongolia, I think of roasted whole lamb, and when I was recruiting new students in the social union in college, a girl from Inner Mongolia said that she had an amazing amount of alcohol. But Junna doesn't know how to drink and is very shy, which subverts my impression of Inner Mongolian people. But she said that the roasted whole lamb was better than what she had at home. This has determined that I will make a trip to Inner and Outer Mongolia roasted whole sheep in my lifetime.

"do you drink?"

"I can drink by myself. The kind that doesn't talk."

"Why are you drinking alone?"

"Quiet."

"How much do you like silence?"

"How noisy is this world?" I choked back.

At around two o'clock in the night, I fell asleep in a daze, but I seemed to see the two living babies still talking. Occasionally I woke up and saw them covering the baby with a blanket. This train trip felt particularly comfortable, but it was clear that I took the same train a few days ago, but I felt like I regretted leaving.

I specially ran to the connection between the carriages to take pictures.

Ah! Northern train!

To this day, Jun Na occasionally sends some links to help me get tickets, and Teacher Fan has become one of the must-read contents in my circle of friends. She likes to share her life, and when I am in Guangdong, I can see the daily beauty of Oroqen, especially in winter. . This year, she finished teaching and returned to Beijing. I thought that if we pass by Beijing one day, we can meet again. It is a blessing to meet people who love life.