Grandma Zhang in the neighborhood is now 70 years old. Her husband died of illness 30 years ago, leaving a shabby tile house and three sons. The hardship of life can be imagined. The sufferings did not overwhelm this miserable mother, but made her stronger. In order to let the children live a good life and prevent the children from depending on others, Grandma Zhang did not remarry and always worked as a nanny for others, we make a living by working as a nanny and raise three children with our hardworking hands. Because of her integrity and kindness, Grandma Zhang never lost her job during her two-decade nanny career. When the contract expired, the family was waiting to be hired. Grandma Zhang was very happy. Days passed day by day, and all three children were married. Four grandsons and two granddaughters came out one after another, which could be regarded as full house of children and grandchildren! Grandma Zhang finally saw the dawn before dawn, and the days finally survived. Looking at the full House of children and grandchildren, Grandma Zhang’s eyes filled with tears, touched her husband’s portrait, lit a wick of incense, and called her husband’s soul to rest. In the past two decades, whenever Grandma Zhang felt that she was about to collapse, it was her mother’s responsibility to support him, and her husband’s last words to call her, give her strength and help her move forward. Now, she is also worthy of her dead husband and the ancestors of Zhang’s family. Grandma Zhang feels gratified for this. There are unpredictable events in the sky, and people have all-day blessings. Fate is always playing tricks on people. In the spring when everything is flourishing, a sudden tornado blows a vibrant life to pieces, which makes people regretful. Ten years ago, Grandma Zhang suffered from sudden high blood pressure. After being rescued by the hospital, she finally didn’t get rid of the fate of half the wind. She limped on the crutch. From then on, she couldn’t continue to work as a nanny any more. The strong grandma Zhang was not overwhelmed by the illness. She didn’t want to be a burden to the children. She tried her best to cooperate with the doctor, taking medicine while exercising. She could barely take care of herself and lived alone in the garage of her youngest son’s house, this stay lasts for ten years. All of grandma Zhang’s three sons were promising. In ten years, they bought villas and drove luxury cars, which made grandma Zhang full of honor. Everyone could hear the praises of neighbors after their predecessors, cast envious eyes. In the tomb-sweeping day of this year, three sons came back one after another, and the three brothers came back together to worship their dead father. They thanked their father for being alive in heaven, and thanked their father for blessing them as fish in water in the mall. In order to worship the dead father and continue to bless his rich wealth, the three brothers bought high-end sacrifices without hesitation. They did their best to buy them and picked up the most expensive ones. The owner of the happy sacrificial shop laughed, neighbors all raised their thumbs up, exaggerating grandma’s good fortune and having three filial sons. The climate in spring is like a fickle child, crying after crying. No, it rained all night last night, and the low terrain ground in the community was full of water, making it like a river. When passing by Grandma Zhang’s house next door, I saw grandma Zhang sweeping water. Maybe she was visited by the flood last night. Driven by curiosity, I entered grandma Zhang’s house. I didn’t know if I didn’t look at it. The more I looked at it, the more I wanted to see it. The more I looked at it, the more curious I was. No matter how carefully I looked at it, I couldn. I thought, maybe the old people are used to frugality! There was only a bed, a shabby wooden cabinet, a coal stove and some fragmentary things in the shabby room. Although it was less than 30 square meters, it was cleaned up by Grandma Zhang. If I didn’t see it with my own eyes, if I just listened to others’ hearsay, I would certainly think it was someone else who was spreading rumors, and I would never believe that this was the house where the rich mother who drove a luxury car and lived in the villa lived, my heart suddenly felt a little inexplicable coolness. Then she asked Grandma Zhang why she didn’t live with her son? Grandma Zhang was too embarrassed to say anything. I knew grandma Zhang was a face-saving person, so I stopped asking. In order not to embarrass myself, I had to change the topic, exaggerating grandma’s good fortune and her son’s filial piety, the three sons have been well-known since the Tomb Sweeping Day. Grandma Zhang sighed and said: Girl, don’t you know? People can bless their children and grandchildren when they die. Living when they are old is just a piece of scrap iron. It is good to die early. There was a lament in the words. I couldn’t bear to see the old man’s sad appearance. After a few words of comfort, I left in a hurry. The situation of grandma Zhang reminds me of the story of [the old man and the dog], in which it is said that an 80-year-old man lived alone in the old house, and his five sons were not around, before his death, he was accompanied by a dog that had been kept by the old man for many years, or the neighbor called to inform the five sons who were far away from home. When the son heard of his father’s death, he came back crying. When everyone came back, they all bought their father’s favorite food, the most high-end cigarettes and wine, and invited the Taoist priest to do things. They burnt a good paper house and made a funeral for their father in a beautiful way, I bought a cemetery with excellent geomancy and specially invited someone to guard the tomb in order to let my father enjoy himself in heaven. Others said that the old man was blessed. However, it is sour or sweet, blessing or bitterness. I am afraid that only the old people know it. (ps: Filial piety is not shown to others, but responsibility and obligation. Instead of worshiping the dead, it is better to treat the Living Well; Why is there no one to care about the living, and tears fill your cheeks after death? Cry to whom? Why do you have to wait until the child wants to be filial but not?)

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Paulownia flowering, tepid. Many people’s eyes just can’t see it. It seems that it doesn’t expect any more. As long as the solar term is right, it will start to become pregnant. After a period of careful preparation, another flower will bloom and be decorated on the branches, it is a scenery of its own. Flowers are always beautiful. Paulownia flower Jade is white, spreading some light purple, and the deeper the flower handle is. Even so, those purple colors are just a touch, which cannot cover its true color. Every paulownia flower is like a small trumpet hanging on the branch. When Paulownia Flowers Bloom, it is just a small trumpet blowing the horn of growth. In rural areas, flowers are numerous, and there is no lack of crimson, purple, red and yellow, which is naturally more eye-catching. Paulownia flower doesn’t attract much attention. It’s not that paulownia flower is willing to snub itself. Paulownia trees grow very fast. It is not a wonder that the newly planted seedlings are eight feet high a year. When the Crown is formed and can blossom, the paulownia trees are all big trees. There are flowers in the sky, and people can only look up to them, difficult to watch close-up. The paulownia flower is pinched in my hand, which is sticky, strange and not lovable. Therefore, it is rare for several people to pay attention to the dense and imposing Paulownia Flowers of a tree. When it blossomed, it was silent, and when it came to Xie Luo, it was scattered alone. It seemed that no one felt sorry for it, and it should be all without its existence. If there are one or two paulownia trees at the doorstep, the closest one can be regarded as an old cow. When the tung flowers bloom, they are making spring, and the old cattle are not free for a day. In the evening, they are tied to the paulownia tree, resting and eating some grass. The harvested tender grass was piled under the tree stem, and the grass fragrance spread all over the yard. Cattle eat grass with big mouth, birds on the branches are chirping. The thin night mist poured up and slowly covered the basking ground of the villager’s house. After a while, it was a dark world again. No matter how high the mountain was, how big the village was, no matter how many lights were, it would be engulfed by the night. The old cow was tired and lay under the tree, eating the night grass one by one. Horses have no night and grass is not fat, so is cattle. They drag ploughs and harrows in paddy fields during the day. If there is no ration at night, how can it get strength? A real farmer would rather wronged himself than his cattle. When the wind blew, the Tung flowers fell down, falling in the haystack, and also fell on the old cow. The old cow was enjoying the delicious and juicy tender grass, and finally could relax the bones, which was too lazy to care about. Paulownia trees are commonly used wood, and people in the countryside will plant several trees in suitable places. Although fir and pine trees are also planted, compared with paulownia, they use much longer materials. It takes at least six to seven years for a fir tree to be used, and it also needs to grow in fertile soil. Pine trees will last longer. In similar soil, paulownia can be used in three to four years, if you don’t rush to cut down and grow for more years, the trunk is tall and thick, and the Crown is huge. This kind of paulownia tree has a high timber yield, especially in summer, a tree with dense shade is a good place for summer and cool. People living on the mountain usually plant a few paulownia trees beside the house, not only for materials, but also for the shade of the land. In the summer, the hot air gradually became compelling. As long as you sat in the shade of the tree and drank a large bowl of herbal tea, after a moment, the Pu fan in your hand was no longer needed, and you could practice the cool breeze, it was extremely useful to blow all over my body. After a while, I felt sleepy immediately. If the time on hand was not urgent, I would sleep in the shade for a while. Shouting to eat, a little reluctant. Every year, there will be such a scene: one night of wind and rain, one time or one time. When I get up and open the door in the morning, I can’t bear to step on it. Look at the tree. The dense Tung flowers have fallen in the wind and rain. Seeing the falling red, people felt regretful. Seeing the tung flowers on this floor, I am afraid that there are not many trees, birds and ordinary birds, every day at the door of the house, I would never stop calling. I couldn’t be idle in the early morning, and there was still noise when I was lighting. When you are in a good mood, no matter in the morning or in the evening, these birds’ singing sounds are as good as singing. If you are in a bad mood, these damned birds can hide far away, who likes to see them? They are still beautiful in the treetop! It makes people more restless. Of course, even a little sparrow doesn’t know people’s mood. It can only sing and enjoy itself. In those years, my father planted toon trees and paulownia trees at my doorstep. The growth of paulownia can’t be pulled even if you want to stamp your feet. In three or four years, it is just a shade of trees. Under the tree is the paradise of old cattle. I believe that every year, old cattle know that Paulownia Blossoms, but we tend to ignore these, because no one will fold a branch of Paulownia Flowers to raise them. With these treatments, in summer, I’m afraid there are only orchids and gardenia. However, every year, Paulownia Flowers Bloom full of trees. It enjoys the warmth of flowers and cares about the joy of flowering.

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This evening, the heavy fog once again permeated the city, which was hazy everywhere. Everything seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze. The tall buildings and trees in the distance played hide-and-seek, hiding in a mist, which made people unable to see and guess clearly, just like the small ninth in a woman’s heart. In fact, in the real society, there are hazy fog everywhere. And news, we are separated by fog, and the media has become the bridge between us. The big and small events happened in the society were distorted by the media, either tall or short or fat or thin. When they were spread to us, they were no longer the most original things, maybe we added the soy sauce of politics, the subjective monosodium glutamate and the mystified salt. It is their usual trick to report good news instead of worry, and to filter big accidents into small ones. The things presented like this make people look at flowers in the fog and the moon in the water. There is fog between me and my colleagues. In the process of communication, the superficial harmony and friendliness covered your sight, but the things behind the fog were looming, which made people hard to figure out. Sometimes, if you confide something in your mind with a colleague who has a good relationship, and say something long and short, it may not be long before you have already spread to others’ ears, causing disaster. Sometimes the person who framed you behind is usually the one you trust most, the one who is close to you at ordinary times, and the one you think can see clearly, as a result, after you know the truth, you find that the heart is through the fog, and what you see is not real. What you see is just the moon in the water, which is ten thousand Eight thousand miles away from the moon in the sky. Just like life, there is a clear mist between them. When I was young, I was ignorant. I took a glance at things, was led by the nose by the appearance of things, or was played by others without knowing anything. With the passage of time, the deep involvement of the world and the inner growth have gradually become a pair of golden eyes after constant collision and training, looking at problems and thinking about things can clear away the mist and see the things inside, and can skip the confusion of the foreign minister to see the essence of things. There may still exist the middle of the game and the fog in the fog. The essence we see now may only be the appearance of deeper things. What we open now may only be the door ring of the outer yard, and there may be thousands of doors inside, this requires more experiences and thoughts, more experiences and feelings. Only in this way can we see and go further on the path of life filled with fog.

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