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Miss childhood

You can cherish, cherish their childhood this is in one night before bed daughter have to me to talk about my childhood, I sent daughter of a small poem. Watching her daughter like a brilliant smile, Listen daughter innocent children sound, my thoughts have as run wild, back in memory and childhood childhood, is in my life experience of an important stage, those beautiful childhood, like a stream gurgling water, like a picture of Bright of the splash-ink landscape painting, and like a song of beautiful the fair-sounding song in my memory, childhood is early spring Willow unscrewed, of whistle, Tomb Sweeping Festival red eggs; Childhood is summer pool full of Lotus Lotus, is on the bridge zoomed leap, is picking over the full bottle full bottle of cicadas; Childhood is autumn fields of roasted sweet potato, refried beans, is fields hopping by jump over Grasshopper and Sky fluttering butterflies, insects chirping; Childhood is winter evening in farm out of chimneys in, is night corner woodpile after tag, it is the frozen sweet potato on the window in the morning, the skating, snowball fights and snowmen in the ice and snow that have been living in the noisy world for a long time, the busy work and the difficult handling of family relationships, life things complicated and trivial, often let me unspeakably tired and annoyance. Leisure, I often think of childhood life of pure and beautiful, if one can never grow up, always maintain a pure childlike innocence, would be great! I still remember that one summer, I and of the same age partners cut grass, as fun, until noon, we noticed basket was bare.? Jizhongshengzhi, my companion and I looking for a few stick and put it basket, set up under the space. And then hurried cut a grass sprinkle on top layer, results, from the outside, is that of a basket of grass, do not see flaws. My companions and I went home happily. We were still proud of our small inventions all the way. Of course back home, little not adults of a scolding. However, only scold, adults will still out freshly cooked salted duck egg and just steamed out of the pot New steamed bread let me eat. But from then on, I will never do anything to deceive myself and others. In the evening of early summer, I often followed my elder brothers and sisters to catch cicadas. That time, rural dirt road trees stand on both sides many tree, a tree to get a tree, thick, night is cicadas climb trees. This time you with flashlight a photos, will find many is ground or climbing the tree in the cicadas. I was small, with big brother big sister in look behind, results still find the yi bai multi-PCs? On the second day, they were fried in a frying pan, which was delicious. At that time, children didn’t have to eat. They just ate the fried cicadas and ate enough. At that time, there were a lot of cicadas, especially after the rain, there would be more. When you touch them in the water, you will find some cicadas. Now somehow cicadas less, perhaps and people cutting down trees, cicada like on the branch spawning, tree multi-place, cicadas will more. Now a night, can you find a twenty thrown in for good. To the day, we a few good partners will meet to village west of River or village after lotus pond to swim. The most interesting is in Lotus Pond swimming in. At that time, the water in the lotus pond was quite clear, and the lotus flowers in the pond were full of faint fragrance. We shuttled freely between lotus leaves, breaststroke for a while, backstroke for a while, sometimes we would hit a fierce man to see who swam further. More interestingly we lotus leaf between play hide-and-seek, if you hide in a large lotus leaf, fundamental can’t find you, they think there only a large lotus leaf? Play tired, we also should go home, this time we would pick more mature Lotus, there lotus seed, eat up there special sweet and light scent. Now, the lotus pond also in, just every year summer never Lotus, instead of many garbage, Lotus Pond the already contaminated or in their hands, walks, never find original childhood’s a better mood. Winter arrived, although cold, also no lights, but we have our fun. As soon as the sky went dark, we had dinner. Then we went out with Yuqiu and Sanni in the same alley to find our big troops to play the game of cat and mouse. When we walk on the street, small partners also have waiting for. People are all here, we first selected a mouse and a cat, then everyone pull into one large circle, Chorus shouted mouse mice yi yue A, squeaky early gel played the game. In this way, until 12 months, the mouse was finally caught. Everyone started a new game of hide-and-seek in the laughter of the cat catching the mouse, and played until the moon sank to the West, we only in adult shouts reluctantly had to go home and sleep. Because the next day, everyone up early for school? In the memory of childhood, our favorite still celebrate New Year, da nian san shi this day, when clock not point to shi er dian, we these desires new year of small children has been sparse crackling sound to wake up, everyone up put on new clothes, if weather cold, took a pile of firewood, until roasted warm, then, and partners invitation with holding adults with pig hooves lard recordings candle, ran out into the street and the qianhuhouyong, greet the arrival of the new year. When adults, stood up to eaten dumplings, We these know nothing pipsqueak follow adults behind, also large serious to be pay New Year’s call people a head, to show respect for elders and. In my childhood memory, new year of my children have special significance, it not only makes we again long one-year-old, more important, Chinese new year can have lucky money, can wear new clothes, had meat to eat, also can string relatives. At that time, celebrating the new year was the happiest thing for our children in the world. In that material sleepy age, something’s still rare. My home have a relative who, every year to send a bag of peanuts to us, father to prevent mouse to steal, with a rope tied hang it by a roof beam on, that time, peanut for us is very rare things, as today children of the North Face dragon fruit and coconuts. Every time when home no one is in, I will about on my little companion yu qiu, take a small bamboo, hard in the sack stamp, until stamp rotten and fall out of a few peanut, we pick up, stripped of a leather, busy in his mouth, of that nice taste today and remember of. Just today, no longer feel its hao chi lai, maybe now this thing is too much. We often poke with bamboo poles while adults were away. Later, the peanuts in the bags became fewer and fewer, and the places we poke were flat. One day, my father said, “Hey, why are there fewer peanuts? Rats can’t climb up! I was just behind snicker, perhaps to now, old father also don’t know those rare peanut was he the greedy three daughter to for small bamboo stamp down! A few years ago, Yuqiu came to visit relatives from Tianjin. When mentioning this matter, we couldn’t help laughing at the same time. In my memory, childhood was happy, childhood games also have much. Rolling iron rings, playing stones (five pairs), playing boxer, playing sandbags, eagle catching chickens, fried fruit, playing house, playing rope skipping, kicking shuttlecock now living standards have improved, material also enriched, while children in large number of job under the weight of, not play. Have a little bit of time is sitting in front of a TV or computer, passive look at those on TV has design good story or game, that happy with him personally and for happiness is no way comparable. Ah! Those childhood memories that I will never forget!

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In the familiar season cycle, I am unfamiliar with you in memory-crazygirl! This is what I treat you, and it only belongs to me. A name of spoiling you a few more, casting the essence of lonely and lonely years in the fleeting years. It is not only the condensation of emotion and the resonance of breath, but also the purity and youth of life. Acquaintance is just an accidental coincidence, such as the white lonely wandering in the dream, the loneliness falling in the dream. It is like throwing a piece of gravel in the center of the clear and beautiful Mo Tan, hitting layers of ups and downs, spreading the memory of Su Qiu in my mind; It is also like the tranquil sky in Su Qiu, in the coldness, there is a flash of smart life, reflecting the resplendent past. Just, huangruogeshi. However, a long time makes my feelings stronger. You are the crazygirl in my heart! I, a singer of life, once played the strong voice of life with you. Can you remember that the familiar melody is still a jumping note among the five strings echoing in the sky. Although we narrate the mystery and complication in it with the words of sobbing blood, our life is blooming like swallowing a dose of drug, and the passing of light at any time leaves the painful scar in our heart. Can you remember that sad cry, the words seem so pale and powerless. Your back has already been blurred. Tears of separation are still so stubborn. When I miss you, look at the sky. You say that you are the moon tree under that moon tree, vaguely reflecting your delicate face, but that face was old and no longer Reincarnated. The Lost smile took away the joy of the past. From then on, life sank in the lonely fence. You are the crazygirl in my heart! I, a painter of life, once smeared the youth of life with you. Do you remember that you are still the plain and elegant fall in that beautiful landscape. Every stroke of fiber dances the arc beauty of life, the fragile nerve in the deep soul, the feeling of heartache, the excitement of sadness and the frustration of life, now it is not enough to splash out the confusion in your heart again, because you have signed for the painting. You are the source of my inspiration, and you hand in hand to describe the color of plain autumn, which is unexpectedly the fragrance left over from the rest of the world. In the quiet night of Su Qiu, staring at the beauty of beauty, elegance and arc in the smoke, it was you who lost the pounding of the past. crazygirl ignored the height of appreciation in the change of years. The flowing water is no longer gurgling, the Green Mountains are no longer towering, and the pale brilliance of the sunset erases the romance of fire and mottles the plain appearance of life. You are the crazygirl in my heart! I, a dancer of life, once danced the wild life with you. Can you remember the throbbing years in your heart, the emotion like the surging stream, like the sonorous and domineering dance, to examine the dancing of life with the posture of standing on the Tide Head. However, sadness submerge resonance, loneliness erodes agility, and feels the glorious life experience that has passed away like a stone. The once beautiful dance is no longer cool now. The creaking sound of bones rubbing on joints tells the lack of inspiration and the confusion of life. Su Qiu, a dream, three more days, the smoke and sand in my eyes, the invasion of cold autumn, the strong bitter smile in my face broke the bright autumn of that season, melted into a sleeping memory, I just tremble and flee with fear when I wake up from my dream, and it is empty to fall into my dream again. crazygirl who is looking for life! The so-called thing is: the smoke and sand in the half city are full of eyes, and the lonely and fragrant autumn in the past world will be broken with a frown of sorrow, and the miserable half world will be empty.

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