I have not made detailed records, but older people say that this is the warmest lunar January in many years, and the highest temperature is around 25 degrees centigrade, which seems to be the arrival of spring and summer communication season. On TV, I saw that many people live in places where heavy snow falls and cold wind is biting, while the place where I live is sunny and warm. The good weather that I never met for many years really gave me a good mood! The days of junior three are still sunny. I strolled on the cement road in my hometown, overlooking the high mountains in the distance. The lush scenery was more shining under the sunshine. This is a unique and beautiful scenery in the hilly and mountainous areas of northern Fujian. Maybe we have never met through thousands of mountains and rivers. However, it is everywhere around us, but have you and I ever noticed? When passing a brand-new door, it was posted: the new year is more like a thousand miles horse, and the ambition is high. When I was living in the cement house of couplets, I slowed down and secretly marveled at the people in my hometown who kept pace with the times. Although I lived in the countryside, I also had originality when choosing couplets, which really made me admire. When I was still guessing the owner of this shop, a kind word came: Xuewen, why are you? When did you come back? Come and have a seat at home! As soon as the voice was over, the host came to me. I looked at it and was shocked. Isn’t this my childhood friend’s favorite? The construction and decoration of this new house will cost at least more than 200,000 yuan. It seems that aigu is rich! You guys, you don’t tell me how to build such a big house, let me also say happiness, and the wedding wine won’t let me drink! I smiled and said. Abba said that you are very busy in the final review, so you have not been informed. Don’t mind! Brother Xuewen, you will never go to your home or your brother’s home, right? Unexpectedly, aigu sent me an army. When I went back home for the Spring Festival, my old father talked to me that the villagers in my hometown had built more than 20 new cement houses within one year, and the decoration was not bad in the countryside, including the House of loving Gu. AI Gu and I had the same ancestor. In his hometown, he called my father Abba, and then he added a name and a brother before my name. Without any hesitation, I walked into my beloved home in jianbu and soon arrived at the balcony. On the balcony, we saw more childhood friends again. After meeting, we were even more happy. Some of them hadn’t seen each other for many years. Everyone talked and laughed, and they were especially kind. During the conversation, I asked with a smile when some of my childhood friends who were working outside would also build a new house, but they said they didn’t know when it was. However, I learned from the tone of loving Gu that they had already driven home for the Spring Festival. It was not long before building a new house. It was just that the new house was not built well and we couldn’t boast now. When everyone was pouring out their hard work, the beloved wife smiled and said, “everyone is working hard, and I don’t know how much sweat and painstaking efforts have flowed through. But compared with aigu and me, it is always better to die at home. I originally wanted to be outside with AI Gu, so in order to take care of my grandson’s study, I had to choose to die at home. The wife who loves Gu said nothing, let everyone open the topic. I recall that when we were young, this group of people in our hometown were all big and thick. People in the next village joked that we were a Buffalo village and could only die, There is no flexibility to carry out sideline business everywhere with handcart. It is gratifying that the childhood partner who died in his hometown was not idle, but steadfast and willing to work. Now I have built or started to build new cement houses, and life is booming. I am really happy for them! When the sunshine in winter made everyone take off their coats, aigu said that he would go to the field to work in the afternoon. I said whether it was too hard to work in the field before the three days had passed, however, he replied that he had been used to working for twenty years. Besides, today is a good weather. As a farmer, he can’t wait, and only by dying can he have a beautiful tomorrow! After leaving aigu’s home, I suddenly looked back and felt that aigu looked dazzling under the sunshine! At present, are we far away from death?

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This mid-autumn festival was so low-key that it was spent unconsciously without leaving any marks. Heart is like water, heart is like quiet moon. The Mid-Autumn Festival dinner in my hometown is naturally full of tables, in which the meat is stewed with old water chestnut, the mountain treasure old duck pot; The old moon cake before the meal, and the rain tea after the meal. After the meal, I went downstairs and walked alone on the Mid-Autumn Festival. I wandered under the moon. The road was the road of previous years, and the month was the month of previous years. However, there were many more houses under the moon. I suddenly realized that I must want. First, walking along the old road, suddenly turning around and finding a new way, turning around and strolling, on the opposite side of the road, a large number of deserted villages emerged in front of us, and the people here had already moved, but the impression of the village still lingered in my mind. It turned out that there was Shen Lao’s address in this village. Later, he sold his house to see that his house was in a mess. It turned out that the whole direction of the village was a word, and the cement path in front of the door was straight and parallel to the village house. Now the cement path is still there, but the House and House are ruins, which are messy vegetation homes, it becomes more and more desolate under the moonlight of the Mid-Autumn Festival. I paced forward along the path, which was extremely empty around, full of the shadows of trees and mountains, and then became an unpredictable situation with the moonlight. My heart was quiet and far away, and I asked you how could you do it, my heart is far away, not to mention my heart is far away at this time. People are used to looking forward, but seldom look forward, which obviously buries a lot of valuable things. Suddenly lonely and unbearable, I couldn’t help stepping up and walking along a secluded path. Unwittingly, I came to a place, which was as spacious as the airport. The star light blinked, and the simple storehouse was located in a corner of the field. It was obviously a construction site. There was no one, only a few peep dogs, seeing me barking a few times, I walked towards it on purpose, and it screamed and fled. There was a broad road on the edge of the field, and on the right side of the road was a river like a ditch, which made me suddenly realize that this was the original site of pingyou’s hometown that I went, it turned out that Jiangning gold foil factory was on the other side of the river in front of his house. The factory was booming all day long, and it seemed to hear the roar of machines standing here again. Standing for a long time, I recalled to my heart, how many friendship between friends, the voice and the body were just like the present. I strolled and recalled in this way, and unconsciously a new road appeared in front of me, with a new community at the end. There were only three or two people strolling on the road. I thought it was time to finish enjoying the moon outdoors. At this moment, looking at the full moon as new, hanging over the top of the building, Meng de Shiyun said: it is clear that it is like a moon, when can it be done.

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