This article is from WeChat official account:fake magazine (ID: jiazazhi), original title “The Yellow River farm: island, ruins and future memory”, author: Li Lin, from the title figure: original

The Yellow River Farm, which is at the end of the Yellow River into the sea. This is my hometown!

This is a barren land, a pristine tidal flat, overgrown with weeds, and sparsely populated. People call it an “island”. In the 1950s, 400,000 mu of newly developed land on the isolated island was not yet developed. In 1956, the “State-owned Yellow River Farm” was established here under the Shandong Provincial Public Security Department. In 1958, the first county-level people’s commune “Gudao People’s Commune” was established in Shandong Province. In January 1969, 5,000 urban educated youths were relocated. As most of the educated youth came from Jinan, the farm was renamed Jinan Wuqi Yellow River Farm. In July 1970, it was formed as the first division and one regiment of Shandong Production and Construction Corps, and the farm was fully under military management.

In 1988, a graduation photo of the fifth grade of a branch of elementary school was taken at the farm photo studio. The teachers and students in the photo left here.

The Yellow River enters the sea here. I was born here in the “State-owned Yellow River Farm” in 1974. I left here in 1991 and my parents have always lived here. The young people have left the farm, and the old people have been taken to the city by their children. Very few people have stayed here. The farm, as a political product, in 19After the reform and opening up in the 1980s, it was frozen in that era for more than 30 years.

Old photos of Yellow River Farm

A dozen kilometers east of my house is the sea. As a child, I remember that every summer there was a floodplain in the wild, and the Yellow River was full of water in summer. In summer and autumn, the wind was strong and many trees were blown down. The snow in winter is half a meter deep. There is only one road to Kenli County, which is 50 kilometers away. I only visited once before I was 17 years old. In the spring of 1985, when I was in fifth grade, I took a bus from Gudao Station with my classmates and drove all the way west on the dam on the south bank of the Yellow River. When I came to Xishuanghe Station, I went to the County Cultural Center to see other people’s paintings. Other times, I passed by the county seat.

Father’s iron box

My father, 1963

Father’s medical certificate, train ticket and envelope. In my opinion, the farm’s hospital is a magnificent building with a “Su-style” style. I didn’t take pictures of its old appearance. The hospital was remodeled when I was a soldier. My father works in the hospital. Knowing that I like old things, the hospital remodels and disposes of old furniture. He unloaded a cupboard door with the “Leader Portrait” printed on it and left it to me.

The shooting of my hometown started in 1997. In the winter of that year, I took a Nikon 90X camera to take pictures of my house, my parents’ lives, abandoned schools, and train stations. After the shooting, I threw the pictures aside. My father had a dark blue-green iron box to store albums and letters. The box was given to him by a friend of his father who played movies. I tore off the stamps in this iron box. The photo album is full of photos of relatives from all over the world.At that time, I basically never met, and until today I have not met some people. My father would tell me their stories. I read this album several times a year. I took these photos in those few years, probably because I wanted to keep some memories.

In the distance is where I went to the Yuhong class. When the teacher didn’t pay attention, I ran away and went to the wood factory to find my dad or the orchard to find me mom. One winter, I suffered from frostbite on my feet in the Yuhong class. The neighbor’s “Cultural Revolution” caught a sparrow and gave it to my mother. My mother used the sparrow brain to paste my frostbite on my frostbite, saying it was a folk remedy. After that, I never went to Yuhong. Red class. When I was a child, my friends didn’t know when they moved to the city with their parents. The most impressive member of the Yuhong class was a student named Shi Lei, who accidentally broke my head with a stool during class, and blood flowed down my hat. I got down, touched it with my hand, and saw blood in my hand. I burst into tears and ran to the health clinic next door. I haven’t seen him since then.

From the moment of remembering, in the summer, apart from the sound of knowing, it is the buzzing sound of airplanes hovering at low altitude. In 1969, a locust eradication airport was built here. The locust area at the mouth of the Yellow River accounts for a quarter of the total area of ​​the East Asian migratory locust area in China, with an area of ​​1.8 million mu, making it the largest East Asian migratory locust area in China. In June 2002, a “Yun 5” aircraft crashed during the eradication of locusts. The white-haired old man on the right in the photo is my history teacher in high school. He is from Guizhou. In class, he often tells us the story of his father’s “suppression of bandits” in Dashan Mountains of Guizhou. He has a thick and precious accent and speaks better than the TV series “Wulong Mountain”. “Suppression of Bandits” is wonderful.

ass=”text-img-note”>In 2019, an “Educated Youth Town” was built in the third field.

In 2019, an “Educated Youth Town” was built in the third field.

“Educated Youth Town” Inside the house

In 2019, the “Educated Youth Town” was built in the third field, which copied the island bus station.

Everyone doesn’t want to go with the flow, but it is often impossible to choose. It has become the life of most people, just like the lunch boxes I placed in the river, I was released for a lifetime. “Lone Island” describes a trivial fragment of a farm on this land for more than half a century. Through these fragments, I want the viewer to enter