I often regret the Chou Shi in front of my house: it lies there in black, like a cow; No one knows when he stayed here, and no one cares about it. Only at harvest time, wheat was spread in front of the door. Grandma always said, this Chou Shi is an obstacle on the ground. Move it quickly.
So, my uncle built a house and wanted to use it as a gable, but it was extremely irregular, with no edges and corners and no plane; Break it with a chisel, but I'm too lazy to spend so much effort because the beach is not far away. Pick any piece and come back. There's nothing better. The house is built and paved with stone steps, and my uncle doesn't like it either. One year, a stonemason came to wash my stone mill, and grandma said, use this smelly stone to save moving it far away. The stonemason looked at it and shook his head. He thinks it's too thin and useless.
It is not as delicate as white marble and can be carved; Not as smooth as bluestone, it can be used for washing yarn and beating cloth; It lay there quietly, the shade beside the courtyard didn't cover it, and no flowers grew around it. Weeds will accumulate more and more, and the branches will go up and down, and slowly rust out green moss and black spots. Our children hate it, too. We tried to move it together, but we were not strong enough. Although we curse it from time to time and don't like it, we have no choice but to leave it there.
What can comfort us a little is that there is a small pit on the stone, and it is full of water when it rains. It often rains for three days, the ground is dry, and there is water in the cave, so the chickens go there to drink water. Every night on the 15th, we want the full moon to come out, so we climb on it and look up at the horizon. Grandma always scolds us for fear that we will fall. Sure enough, that time I fell and hurt my knee.
Everyone calls it Chou Shi, and it is the ugliest Chou Shi.
One day, an astronomer came to the village. He passed by my house and suddenly found this stone, and his eyes went straight at once. He didn't go any further and stayed. Later, many people came and said it was a meteorite, which fell from the sky for two or three hundred years. It was a magical thing. Soon the express train came and carried it away carefully.
This surprised us all! This ugly stone actually fell from the sky! It fills the sky, overheats and flashes in the sky. Our ancestors may have looked up to it, and it gave them light, longing and longing. It fell down and lay in the mud and weeds for hundreds of years.
Grandma said, "You really can't see it? It is so unusual, but how can it not even build walls or steps? "
"It's so ugly." Astronomers say.
"Really, it's so ugly."
"But this is its beauty!" Astronomers say, "Ugliness is beauty."
"Ugliness is beauty?"
"Yes, ugly to the extreme, is beautiful to the extreme. Just because it is not an ordinary stone, of course, it can't be used as a wall, a step, a sculpture or a cloth. It doesn't make these gadgets, so it is often laughed at by the general secular. "
Grandma blushed, and so did I.
I feel ashamed and feel the greatness of Qiu's family; I even hate it for putting up with all this silently for so many years? And I immediately deeply felt the greatness of its unyielding and lonely existence.