Sunday, November 7, 2010

Childhood Dream

 I and my childhood dream
contemporaries experienced the wind and rain together, it felt much the same joy, bitterness, a dream, sorrow and grief of childhood, has a Remembrance of childhood, joy, sorrow, regret have around me.
my childhood though not well-off family, but do not feel bitter, and the family is everything a big iron pot, steamed rice, stir-fry, soup , fried drugs, burnt food for pigs, etc. are all big pot in this population. my house is basically a day to eat noodles corn (maize Chao), sometimes to eat bread, I feel it is a very happy day, and rice eat very little, sometimes a little rice, steamed enough to be above the whole family to eat corn side was my biggest wish is that day to make good dinner, nice rice. once had the honor and mother participated in a county three levels of the organization of cadres, are in rural areas to meet, and rarely eat fed,Bailey UGG boots, participated in three cadres will eat rice all the big Baisheng Sheng, remember carrying rice Zhuang two wearing hat Han, Zhen hundred pounds weight of rice just a floor,UGG boots cheap, and instantly have dozens of people surrounded the rice Proverbs, two brawny squatted as to put food Antichrist can not come and stand up to be dozens of pressure in the following grab dinner, head of the hat pushed to the rice Antichrist,UGG bailey button, the back and forth round and round, covered with Bai Shengsheng rice, until the rice was robbed over the two strong men stand up, but we finally can eat rice rice, so I am determined we must study hard and will be a cadre, .7-year-old white rice to eat every day, I read every day in addition to Chairman Mao, practice calligraphy, the most troublesome math homework to do, it also assumes the two major tasks pig pig feed, often straw basket bag on the pig go to school, the classroom teacher quickly to pull a few vegetable side of the pig grass, hear the sound of another class came up while listening to teacher lectures, my mind had time to think about pulling a few yellowing leaves, there is simply not hear what the teacher said. cooperatives potato to pigs grass is a good place to pull, in addition to tree sour, day lily, milk, vegetable dishes and more pulp, by the way also took the opportunity to cut the yellow potato tree, does not seem to affect the potato crop, potato to keep the old man called potato tree, even if occasionally machine guns, machetes, Hongying Qiang, and everything is enough to equip a reinforced platoon. wheeler is a mountain to cut wood with a fork do frame chestnut and palm trees make the wheel, I abandoned the wooden scales with steel wheels BMX do the wheels, that speed, but first-class, often the envy of peers to bribe me with brown sugar,UGG boots, had a turn in exchange for steel car addiction. guns are made with bamboo, the bullet is purple fruit sauce can be continuous emission.
hometown Lianghe corner, every festival, every household will be hung in front of the freshly cut bunches of mugwort leaves and iris, pay attention to points of others, but also put a bunch of bed underground. Grandma said, wormwood leaves like a the sword, there is the role of evil, hanging on the door, the kid who will not dare not clean the room, you can bless a family safe and healthy.
child, not the mountain reservoir, a small partner in the home near the dig from the nearby several small reservoirs, ponds naked hot days to hand touched bottom of the pond to swim, adult fun we are afraid, afraid of the cold raw water to the reservoir put a lot of wood. before and after every Dragon Boat Festival water pond will be covered with lush lush wormwood. festival in the morning we all go back to mining wormwood, and then use it to boil water, wash your face. legends face with dew on the leaves, the summer will not get prickly heat, is Dragon Boat Festival every day, small partners always get up early to find the dew.
mining wormwood, the grandmother likes to take me, and stood in the hollow full of wormwood, the feel that their hearts have become green Qinglie children.

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