Siheyuan, integrating everything, cultivating the city

I'd like to know how everyone is doing now.

It was already evening when he returned to the compound. The compound was decorated with lights and full of festive atmosphere. Li Xiangqian opened the door and saw his mother Zhang Xiuying busy preparing the New Year's Eve dinner. Seeing her son coming back, she smiled with relief.

"Xiang Qian, you're back! Come in and warm up." Zhang Xiuying was busy greeting him.

"Mom, I'm back." Li Xiangqian hugged his mother and felt the warmth of home.

Soon after, there was a knock on the door. Li Xiangqian opened the door and saw Zhang Dazhuang, Chen Xiaohu and Wang Xiaomei standing at the door, each with an excited smile on their face.

"Xiang Qian, welcome home!" Zhang Dazhuang said loudly and gave Li Xiang Qian a big hug.

"Long time no see, how are you all?" Li Xiangqian warmly invited everyone into the house.

Wang Xiaomei smiled and said, "We are all doing well. Dazhuang is doing research at the university, and Xiaohu is also very successful at the art college. As for me, I am teaching at a school in my hometown."

Chen Xiaohu continued, "Yes, everyone is busy, but we must get together today."

In a lively atmosphere, everyone sat around the table and talked about the past and present life. Zhang Dazhuang excitedly shared his scientific research progress in college, Chen Xiaohu showed his recent paintings, each of which was full of his unique artistic style. Wang Xiaomei told the interesting stories of her teaching in school, and the students' mischievousness and cuteness made everyone laugh.

"Xiang Qian, how are you doing in the art troupe?" Zhang Dazhuang asked.

Li Xiangqian smiled and said: "Life in the art troupe is very fulfilling. I have learned a lot and made many friends. We recently completed a large-scale performance, which received a very good response."

"That's great! We must go to see your performance if we have the chance." Wang Xiaomei said, her eyes full of anticipation.

After dinner, everyone decided to go for a walk in the yard. The night sky was full of stars, and the cold air was mixed with the festive atmosphere of the Spring Festival. Li Xiangqian and his friends walked on the familiar path, recalling every bit of their childhood.

"Remember when we played war games here when we were kids?" Chen Xiaohu said with a nostalgic expression on his face.

"Of course I remember, we are the invincible team!" Li Xiangqian responded with a smile, "We win every time."

"And there is that big tree. We often discuss the future under it." Wang Xiaomei pointed to an old tree in the distance.

"Yes, each of us has a dream." Zhang Dazhuang said with emotion, "I didn't expect that we have all achieved our goals now."

Li Xiangqian looked at everyone, his heart filled with gratitude and warmth. Although everyone has taken different paths over the years, their friendship has never changed. Just as he was immersed in his memories, Liu Xinran called.

"Xiang Qian, Happy New Year! I heard that you went home. How was your time?" Liu Xinran's voice came from the other end of the phone, full of concern.

"Happy New Year, Xinran. I'm having a great time chatting with my friends in the compound." Li Xiangqian responded, feeling a warm feeling in his heart.

"That's good. Say hello to them for me." Liu Xinran said, "Remember to come back when you have time. We still have a lot of rehearsals to do."

"Okay, I definitely will. You should have a good New Year too." Li Xiangqian hung up the phone with a smile on his face.

It was late at night, and Li Xiangqian said goodbye to his friends reluctantly. When he returned home, he saw his mother still busy under the lamp, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

"Mom, you should go to bed early." Li Xiangqian walked over and said with concern.

"I'm fine. You should go to bed early. You have to go to pay New Year's greetings tomorrow." Zhang Xiuying responded gently.

Lying in bed, Li Xiangqian recalled every detail of the day and felt extremely fulfilled. He knew that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, with the support of his family and friends, he would be able to go further. The future was full of hope and challenges, but he was ready to greet every new sunrise.

However, things never go as planned. On a summer night, Beijing was hit by a sudden rainstorm. The rain came suddenly and violently, and Li Xiangqian's farmland was not spared. After the rain, he found that many seedlings were washed down, and he was immediately disappointed. But he did not give up and immediately took remedial measures. Li Xiangqian straightened the seedlings that were washed down one by one and re-amended the soil. His efforts were not in vain, and the seedlings slowly recovered.

As autumn came, Li Xiangqian's farmland finally had a good harvest. He looked at the golden crops and felt a sense of accomplishment and joy. Neighbors from the courtyard also came to congratulate him and celebrated the harvest together. The farmland not only brought Li Xiangqian a good harvest, but also made him feel the warmth and help from his neighbors.

Li Xiangqian's story of farming spread throughout the courtyard, and everyone praised him as a young man with perseverance and responsibility. He also learned a lot from it, not only about the techniques of growing crops, but also about how to face difficulties and challenges. The farmland in the courtyard made Li Xiangqian grow into a real man.

Li Xiangqian stood in the open space of the courtyard, looking at the cultivated land that had begun to take shape, his heart filled with pride and joy. He knew that the success of this land was not only due to his personal efforts, but also the help and support of his neighbors. Thinking of this, he had a new idea - to lead everyone to cultivate the land together, let every household in the courtyard participate, and jointly create a home full of vitality.

On a sunny morning, Li Xiangqian gathered all the neighbors in the courtyard and they gathered in a circle. He cleared his throat and said, "My uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters, I have an idea today that I want to discuss with you."

The neighbors stopped what they were doing and looked at Li Xiangqian. Normally, everyone was very supportive of his land reclamation plan, so they were very interested in what he said.

"During this period, I have been cultivating the land. As you can see, our land is getting better and better." Li Xiangqian continued, "But I think if we can work together to make use of every piece of vacant land in the courtyard and plant various crops, our lives will be more colorful."

An elderly neighbor, Grandpa Li, nodded and asked, "Xiao Li, your idea is good, but everyone has their own things to do, and I'm afraid we don't have that much time and energy."

Li Xiangqian smiled and said, "I have also considered this, so my idea is that we can assign different tasks according to everyone's time and interests. Some people are good at growing vegetables, some like flowers, and some are interested in fruit trees. We can all do our best and work together to turn this yard into a beautiful home."