The tea smoke and bird seal are the most pleasant. No matter it is three to five guests or alone, the tea fragrance is leisurely, which always makes people less worried; The tea in the Cup, the bright soup, the clear mountain spring water, the color of the tea is either thick or light, yellow or green, and there is more inexplicable joy and leisure. It is a good time to cook tea, such a rare charm. Born in the tea village, I am familiar with tea since I was young. Although most of the good teas produced by our family were exchanged for money to subsidize the family, the last one left was still interesting. Take Sweet well water, put it in an iron pan, boil it with firewood, then take some tea leaves, put them in the teapot, and wash the hot water that has been cooled for a while. When the water vapor is dense, the tea fragrance is filled with a yard, it seems that there is such strong tea fragrance. However, the tea that makes people smell is green tea. The tea in hometown, no matter whether it is Mingqian tea, the top of Grain Rain, or fried green, baked green, is all green tea. When the boiling water rushes, the brown color slowly spreads out, and the tender tea buds slowly spread out and are fresh in the water, with long in branches identical. Looking at the tea in the teacup again, the color of the soup is clear and the buds and leaves are green. Just looking at a few eyes, it is a wonderful enjoyment, not to mention taking a sip, and savoring the taste of Qingfen long and fragrant cheek and teeth! For many years, keeping this kind of tea has a lot of charm in my heart, especially when spring comes and the fragrance is boundless, the tea in the tea garden is just like flowers blooming in my heart, there is a unique breath flowing with the blood. Knowing many varieties of tea is seen from their professional materials when playing with young people in agricultural technology promotion department in the next few years. Although the tea in hometown is of high quality and mellow taste, it is only a variety of tea. Apart from it, there are many different types, and each type will have many famous varieties. It is known from the introduction of books that tea leaves are basically divided into six categories: green, red, green, black, white and yellow; Relatively speaking, there are many people familiar with green tea and black tea, such as West Lake Longjing and Xishan Biluochun, are famous names in green tea. Of course, there are more than these two kinds of famous ones. Each production area has its own special varieties. The tea production in hometown has a long history, tianhua Gujian is also a good brand. Qimen black tea and Yunnan black tea are both famous black tea varieties, and naturally there are good brands. The four kinds of blue, black, white and yellow are relatively unfamiliar. The names of oolong tea, old Bian tea, Pu’er tea and so on are also slightly understood from the text introduction. I can’t imagine that one day, I will make a pot of Pu’er tea, sit around with friends, chat and enjoy it slowly in a corner of the city. When I really knew something about these tea leaves, I left my hometown to live in the city. With the change of work, the living condition has also changed accordingly. In addition, there are all kinds of goods in the city, and all kinds of tea can also be lucky to see and have a taste. Wuyi Rock Tea and frozen oolong tea are well-known oolong tea, which belong to green tea series. Both aroma and taste are different from green tea. I am familiar with the spleen and stomach of green tea when I was young, so every other kind of tea will unconsciously use green tea as a contrast. Even if it is black tea, the color of soup is much stronger than that of green tea, and the taste is stronger, let alone black tea. Both side tea and Pu’er tea belong to the varieties of black tea series. When drinking, they are boiled in boiling water, which is the kind of tea that is really easy to cook, and there are also raw tea and ripe tea, different manufacturing techniques, the soup color and taste of tea are also different. For the busy people, it is really a rare relief to sit down and enjoy the fragrance of a cup of Pu’er tea in the occasional free time. White tea was rarely seen. Even in Suzhou city, it seemed that it was rare to see it. It was a famous product, like a woman who was hidden in her boudoir, not to mention enjoying it. Yellow tea knew there was a yellow bud of Huoshan, which was because of participating in the national original poetry Grand Prix of Huoshan Yellow Bud Cup held in Lu ‘an city, Anhui province. Fortunately, some works were shortlisted and won an excellent award, the organizer gave a piece of yellow bud tea as a gift. When visitors or alone, they could make a cup of tea with beauty and enjoy it slowly. It seemed that they would return to the simple peasant home in the vast mountains. Every kind of tea, no matter green, yellow, green, black, white, yellow, or a certain brand or variety affiliated to it, will have its unique charm that will not be replaced casually, it is not only a kind of flavor, but also a kind of culture, or a kind of cultural transmission; This kind of culture grows in the countryside, flows in the folk, gathers into a taste, engraved in the time, and has been passed down to this day, in each tea cup, the fragrance brewed by the local flavor is long. Sometimes, I want to choose a time to push away all the common things, invite some bosom friends to prepare these kinds of tea, go to the village with clear spring water, collect firewood, build a stove, Cook tea slowly, and make sound of water, water vapor flutters, tea fragrance is slim, very uncomfortable! Then we sat together, one white tea cup after another, tasting and enjoying the tea slowly. At that time, the tea would be colorful and colorful as well as into the bloodline. Maroon Brown, the taste of life. If you really want to have such leisure, don’t you feel very happy!

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A new week begins and a new day comes.

Dawn, the first light of dawn. The yard in my house is getting brighter. Sitting in the small yard and reading books in my spare time before going to work in the morning has become my living habit for many years. I read a wide range of books, including agriculture, science and technology, business, life, literature and law, as long as it inspires me, I love it.

At this time, the Red Sun had already crossed the hill beside the village and shone the bright light into the yard. I stood up with a cover, put down the book in my hand and opened the gate of the yard, the Lotus hoe welcomes the arrival of the day.

First, I turned on the mobile phone, because in the information age, the mobile phone cannot be turned off for too long. Losing a message means missing an opportunity. Farmers bring mobile phones, not chatting pictures for fun, but answering the phone, reading information, reading mobile phone newspapers, and learning about international, domestic and local news. Master policies and seize business opportunities. Know more new things. Only in this way can we control the boat of life and continuously inject new vitality. As soon as my mobile phone was turned on, the message rang. Two messages were sent in. Looking at the time, it was sent last night. Because I did a heavy job yesterday, I couldn’t move my legs when I got home. When I saw the bed, I turned off my cell phone, took a bath immediately, and fell asleep soon. I couldn’t read these two messages in time that night.

I couldn’t wait to open the message. First, I read the first one. It was a missed call from ten o’clock in the evening. I think he must have something, otherwise he wouldn’t call me so late. I immediately called according to this number. The phone is over, I apologize to others deeply and say sorry. The other side said, “Don’t be polite. Before 9 o’clock, pick me 20 boxes of Golden dates and 10 boxes of crisp dates and send them to the city. I’m waiting for them! The price is the same as yesterday’s. Time is money. I dare not neglect, let alone read the second message. I immediately invited several neighbors to help me in my jujube field. Golden jujube and jujube crisp King are both new varieties, which I introduced from Xian county, Hebei province in 2008. Golden jujube is slender, crisp and sweet, the market price is 60 yuan per kilogram; Jujube crisp King has a better taste than golden jujube, with a big head and an early maturity. It is generally listed around May Day, and is popular among customers, 100 yuan per kilogram. As long as the goods are good, customers are not too expensive.

In one hour, 30 boxes of 300-Jin dates were finished. I am glad that if I hadn’t turned on the phone early, I would have seen this message in time to call others back. This business has already been ruined. I drove my bumper car and loaded 30 boxes of dates to the city. Soon I drove to the city and sent them to the place designated by the clients. He saw me coming towards him, looking at the time, 15 minutes in advance. The guest happily thumbs up and says to me, OK! Don’t turn off your mobile phone. Turning off your mobile phone is to turn off your business opportunities and your financial resources, haha

Took the money he paid me. Drive the bumper car back home. All the way happily: farmers can not only plant and manage fruit trees, but also learn to operate and learn to survive in the trend of fierce competition. Opportunities wait for no one, business opportunities wait for no one.

When I arrived at home, I hurriedly opened the second message: Comrade Hai Zhou, congratulations! Your book “love the sea boating” was selected into the rural bookstore project in Yunnan province. Yunnan People’s Publishing House decided to reprint your book. For office director Lee Silver and

After reading this message, I was surprised, happy and dancing. I ran into the jujube field to surprise my wife who was picking the dates. Hearing the amazing news, Juan stopped picking the dates immediately, the couple were immersed in happy and passionate happiness at the same time. In order to encourage me, Juan gave me a romantic kiss.

After the celebration, the book returned to the right path. Juan picked the dates, I kept putting the dates into my pockets, and then carried these pockets full of dates to the car along the road. Then I pulled it to my fruit shop. Although the drought happened once in a hundred years this year, the dates still gained something. Although the wallets were not bulging, the farmers’ faces were still smiling.

Tuesday

Every wedding spirit. In the world of farmers, there are many joys and joys. The Sun goes out, the moon comes, the beginning of a day, and the end of a day are all accompanied by feelings. Get up every day, follow the rules, turn on the phone, carry the hoe, tie up the trousers and go to work. Digging the ground, shoveling the grass, pruning the branches, fertilizing and spraying the medicine, doing farm work while thinking about another big thing. Juan and I both have a good wish to be outstanding farmers in the new countryside. In this life, farmers must dare to think and do, and dare to be the first. Set up a factory for deep processing of agricultural products to contribute farmers’ own strength to the construction of new countryside. Do a good thing for the peasant brothers! This ambitious plan has been deeply rooted in farmers’ hearts for many years. Now, we are constantly striving for this grand goal. Pressurizing less stooping. Just waiting for the delivery time. A good farmer is baked by the burning sun in the field, whose work is so tired that he sweats all over his body, and his heart is still constantly depicting colorful pictures of starting a business.

In those days, I worked in the daytime and wrote the feasibility project analysis report at night. Through analysis and demonstration, it is the first time that farmers understand what is a feasibility report. Farmers learned what the project was like from their practice. Farmers not only meet to farm in loess panning field, but also discuss their years of practical experience through their own experience and practice. Farmers are not experts and scoundrels, and farmers are not daydreaming. But farmers are not like what non-farmers imagine: farmers will do farm work and will not think about things. This year, I met an expert when I was studying in Yunnan Rural cadre College. I told the professor about my idea of rural private factory in front of many students. After listening to my report, he and his classmates clapped their hands and praised it. Everyone applauded for it. Everyone says that my ideas are new. The professor asked me to write this idea into a feasibility analysis report as soon as I came back to the countryside and put it into practice. He said that one day when he came to Mengzi, he would personally take care of this matter for me. Therefore, I am very grateful to this professor for his support to a farmer. With his words, I feel that hope is not far away from me.

Mengzi in July, flowers and fruits fragrance. That day I was carrying a pesticide machine in the ground to give the jujube pesticide for the last time. At this moment, the phone suddenly rang. I pressed the answer button. It turned out to be Professor Zheng I knew in Kunming. He had come to Mengzi from Kunming. He came to see how my feasibility report was written. What made me particularly excited was that Professor Zheng didn’t say anything but believe it. He really came to deceive himself. I stopped my work and made an appointment with him to meet him. Then he led him to my shop. As soon as he entered the shop, he was anxious to read the report I wrote. After reading the report I wrote, he fully affirmed that it was really admirable for me, an ordinary farmer, to have this new consciousness, this ability and the courage to dare to be the first. He also gave guidance to the report I wrote and put forward his suggestions and amendments. He said it was not easy for a farmer to write such a feasibility analysis report. And give me guidance on the declared project, help me pull the bridge

On this day, I spent the time of the Sun and the moon in a happy rhythm again, and wrote down a shining page of the peasant’s life.

Wednesday 2010 nian 8 yue 20 ri

Today, as in the past, I sat in my own yard long before wearing the morning sun, holding a book “Ordinary World” written by Lu Yao. After a while, I followed the changes of the plot in the book and entered the role. The mobile phone was also placed on the ground, accompanying me to spend the ordinary world and the golden moment with the deepest and strongest memory in reading.

At this time, the Sun had climbed over the hill in front of the village, and the dawn was shining in the yard. Reading is not an end, but life is a problem. Survival and starting a business are another new upgrade and reprint of a farmer after solving the problem of food and clothing. I stood up with a cover and opened the door at the same time. The first thing I did when I opened the door was that I was going to work in the city today.

Under the new situation, the thoughts of peasants have new shining points: courage should be big, do things without fear, fields should be planted, thoughts should be new, ways should be right, and development should be hard. Farmers are not farmers in the past. If farmers want to set up companies, they must follow the one-stop industrialization path of base + peasant households + enterprises, which can adapt to and keep up with the pace of new rural development. In addition to not delaying the farming of the whole year, farmers also need to drive tens of millions of people to become rich, solve the problem of re-employment of rural farmers, benefit the people and benefit the other party. In the past, the ten villages and eight villages were so poor that the farmers were just like eggplants in the sun, which were poorly colored in the sun. Pumpkin, potato and bitter mustard can’t be dug in the ground all day long facing the loess back to the sky; Rice, rice and potato can’t be planted, so we can’t only live our daily life. Where does the daily necessities come from? The children and grandchildren of farmers can only go out to work to find a way out. When they arrived at the place where they worked, they were living under others’ roof, watching others’ faces and listening to others’ changes. The peasant children who were free at home couldn’t stand the imprisonment of life all of a sudden, I couldn’t stand that kind of anger, but I still had to go back to the yellow land which was born in Sri Lanka. The current policy was as good as the rainy spring. The gust of spring breeze warmed the hearts of millions of farmers. Farmers have been thinking in their hearts: others can run factories, why can’t farmers run factories? The intelligence of farmers is worse than others? Or? Farmers should set up a farmer-style production and processing plant based on their own abilities, and use the agricultural products planted by farmers to produce things that urban people like to eat and cook. Using the local rural labor resources, farmers can enter the factory at their doorstep, go to the class of system, and go home after work in three steps and two steps. How convenient it is! Just like doing farm work in the field and returning home, I will no longer suffer from the torture of missing relatives and the feeling of loneliness. Therefore, my assumptions, plans and goals are also welcomed by migrant workers who return to their hometowns and approved by them. Rural private factories are imperative.

I rode a bicycle and set out for the city. Along the way, the mood is like the Tao, the emotion is like the water, and the confidence is like a mountain. A few romantic figures, but also see the hot trend of contemporary farmers. If you want to do it, do it when you should!

Now farmers have set up their own farmers’ professional cooperatives, which is a new product under the new situation of new rural farmers. 90 front of farmers rely on alone singles dry, now can not meet the contemporary rural development needs. Now we must organize unified planting, production, processing and sales. To run a factory and an enterprise, the formalities should be complete, and farmers should also have the concept of legal system. It is not allowed to do farm work and dig the land in the east and west without restriction. This is Regulations. Farmers should follow rules when doing things, and farmers should follow rules when doing things. Farmers should establish a beautiful glorious image for farmers.

Rural private factories are actually processing agricultural products planted by farmers themselves, such as pomegranate, loquat, red dates, vegetables and other agricultural products. Processing these agricultural products requires relevant certificates before they can be put into production. On that day, I went to the administrative department for industry and commerce. The staff said that I had to go to the quality and technical department to handle the quality and safety license before I could handle the business license of legal person. Under his guidance, he ran from this street to that street and finally found the quality, technology and safety supervision bureau. A pretty girl was chatting online and saw me walking into her office, she reflected her redundant eyes from the internet. After listening to my bitter narration, she said that she did not belong to their jurisdiction and pushed me to the agriculture bureau, the Agriculture Bureau pointed me to the health bureau again. From East Street to West Street, from West Street to East Street, I almost ran through the whole town, in the end, there was no result. I couldn’t cry or laugh. The time of this day was wasted in running the certificate.

Near dusk, the sun is going to set. The traffic and stream of people after work are rising and falling on the street. I was pushing a bicycle on the busy street, and my thoughts went through the experience of this day from time to time: it turned out that farmers were still so small in the eyes of urban people that they turned a blind eye to the small ones. It is still so difficult for farmers to handle affairs.

However, it is not easy to do anything. Farmers are not out of their minds. The more bumpy the place is, the more they have to travel; The more difficult the threshold is, the more they have to try every means to cross more times. There is no threshold that cannot be crossed and nothing that cannot be done. Doing things can hone people’s will, and starting a business reflects the ability of farmers. Confidence is the driving force to pass through the city. Being strong Will Be Invincible, cowardly and accomplish nothing!

I believe in myself that there is no unbreakable city in the world; I encourage myself that breaking through the ups and downs is The Golden Road.

Thursday 2010 nian 8 yue 21 ri

Today’s daytime weather is particularly hot, there is no wind at all. Will under heavy rain? I in thought. It has been a year since Yunnan encountered the worst drought in a hundred years. It should have rained a long time ago. Otherwise, how can we farmers live. Many people say they can’t get down unless they carry water to the sky. It doesn’t rain on the sky but not on people, and it doesn’t work for us ordinary people to do urgent work. Therefore, I don’t think so.

At night, the sky is clear. The stars were shining all over the sky, and the evening breeze blew in. The cool summer night made people relaxed and happy. Farmers sat in their own yard and watched the CCTV news. How can it rain in this weather? Like the past, I sat in front of the computer and pressed the mouse of my mind, tapping the keyboard of inspiration. Start to construct the wonderful life of farmers. Just as my inspiration reached its climax like the spring water sprays outward, big drops of raindrops fell on my face, on the computer screen and desktop, and the raindrops were getting bigger and bigger. It rained in the house. It was already a little late at night. I didn’t know that God really fell behind. It is not a light rain, but a downpour. But the small room I lived in began to rain like outside. It is the day of the year, the day, the light is windy, but it does not rain. The house I lived in was built with small tiles. I had to repair it on the roof every half year, remove the broken tiles and replace them with good ones. Then arrange the tiles on the whole house. After a long time, there are many tile dislocations. There is no connection between the tile mouth and the tile mouth, and gaps appear. When it rains, rainwater will leak into the house along the gap of the tile mouth. The bigger the rain, the bigger the leak in the house; The smaller the rain, the smaller the leak in the house. It didn’t rain this year, so I didn’t go up to the roof to repair and replace the broken tiles. As a result, the house was not repaired until today. It was unexpected that such a big trouble occurred once.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier. There was rain everywhere in the room, and even I couldn’t sleep peacefully. At this time, the whole family got up. I found a straw hat and carried the ladder against the wall. My wife helped me with the escalator while holding an umbrella and let me go to the room. She handed the tiles to her son, my son stood on the ladder in water coat, took tiles from his mother’s hand and handed them to the house one by one. I took tiles from my son to the roof one by one.

I have lived for so many years and never climbed high. I had phobia when I was young. In the past, the house leaked, and people were invited to help us change tiles. It’s late at night and heavy rain again. Where can I ask someone for help? It is better to invite others than yourself. No matter how difficult the road is, it depends on your own feet, and no matter how difficult it is, it depends on your own hands. I still dared to get into the house.

The one who climbed to the roof should walk thousands of miles, one step is harder than one step. It rained in the sky, and the tiles slipped on the feet. Hold the flashlight with your right hand tightly, press the tile with your left hand, move up step by step, move step by step. Press the flashlight on the tile with the left hand, move the tile piece by piece with the right hand, and then move the foot up one step. In this way, more than twenty small tiles were taken to the back of the House crane again and again. During this period, every time I moved upward, my whole body trembled for several times, cold sweat flowed out, and my heart was full of energy. My Shank was playing Gong ceaselessly. Just as I was approaching the roof, I suddenly turned over from the head of the house in a flash. As time went by, my son stood on the ladder with his hands blocking me, so I didn’t fall to the ground. I was so scared that I got up from the room carefully. I sat on the tile panting and took a rest. However, the flashlight fell to the ground, my son took the flashlight from his mother’s hand and handed it to me. I went to the roof again. This time, I was more cautious than that time just now, afraid of falling down again. I used a flashlight and began to change tiles. The light in the room was bright, and the light in the room could be seen in the broken place. I took off the broken tiles and replaced them with new ones, Just look at them one by one, and change them one by one. There are indeed more than 20 leaks in the two houses. After an hour and a half searching on the house, I finally changed it.

Juan held the wooden ladder, and I got off the house. My son said there would be no rain in the house. Look at the time, it is already two and a half hours in the morning. After half a day of torture, our family felt very tired.

In the middle of the night, our family can finally sleep peacefully.

Friday 2010 nian 8 yue 23 ri

Rain is very important to our farmers who farm. Farmers depend on the weather to eat and cannot live without rain. If it doesn’t rain, the life of farmers will begin to wither like flowers. Without rain for a year, the lives of farmers will almost be swallowed up by drought.

If you want to plant the field, you can’t plant it. The dry land is like fried noodles. The wind blows and the dust is flying. It is a problem for people to store drinking water. How can there be extra water to irrigate the land and grow vegetables? Our farmers pray to God all the time, longing for the rain to come soon. This Friday, Mr. Tian Yu couldn’t bear it, which brought a shower of life to the common people. It helps old farmers solve big problems. It is really rainy and popular. Good things don’t come often.

My hundred mu Mountain has been suffering from drought. There is a bare red soil slope. Without water, nothing can fall down. Everything is ready, just waiting for the rain. However, by this Friday, God did not live up to the prayers of the common people, and it rained heavily. Rainwater flows everywhere, and farmers still worry about it. Like all farmers, I am full of infinite gratitude for the arrival of this timely rain. Heavy rain saved crops and farmers’ lives! Everything grows by the sun, and everything grows without rain.

This morning, I got up. It rained endlessly outside. It rained really well! It’s really a good time to download! Today, I’m going to plant pomegranate seedlings in the field. The opportunity can’t be lost. The rain is no longer coming. I went to the village and invited a new Tianli cart. I asked my son to go with me to the house where the sapling was cultivated, and loaded the sapling into the car. After moving these hundreds of trees and seedlings, I was already exhausted to breath. My son was more tired than me, and there was rain on his head and body. Sweat flows down, and the rain drains. It feels like swimming in the South Lake of the Spring River.

At this time, the rain is getting heavier and heavier. Xin Tianli cart pulled the sapling, my son and me, shuttling back and forth in the heavy rain of Tao Tao, heading for my remote red soil slope. When arriving at the barren slope of red soil, the car stopped at the bottom of the slope because of heavy rain, steep slope and slippery road. Get a truck of saplings off the truck, and move the pomegranate seedlings into the ground one by one. It is a kilometer’s journey from the bottom of the slope to the slope.

I simply made two cloth pockets with two pockets and began to carry pomegranate seedlings manually. My son and I also conducted a division of labor to clarify the tasks and responsibilities. Considering that his son was still young, he couldn’t make great efforts or pick, so he was asked to hit the pit. After all, I have been through the battlefield for a long time than my son, and my strength is stronger. Naturally, I will do the task of transportation.

My son is 17 years old this year, and his bones are still tender. I can’t bear to let him do adult work like me and act as a labor force. But the son of a farmer cannot be as delicate as the children in the city. He just had summer vacation, so he let me catch the fields to do farm work. Plant pomegranate seedlings in the ground together. In fact, my son was so big that he hadn’t done farm work seriously in the field. He usually did some relaxing work at home without any effort. At this time, my son had already started to work with a hoe, and soon the tree pits were dug out one by one. Seeing his son working so hard, he had already taken off his clothes and even the shoes on his feet, bare feet and bare back. He kept swinging hoes in his hands in the rain to hit the tree pit. The rain poured his son into the water, and his whole body was bright. The Raindrops rolled down from his tender skin like pearls one by one. Seeing my son’s enthusiasm, I couldn’t help recalling my childhood. That year, I was as old as my son. I just came home from school that day. My father asked me to play a big poplar tree on the dam with him. It was snowing for a day that day. It was very cold and windy. My father and I played a poplar tree with the thickness of a basin. The drama came and went with two hands. My father pulled it hard, and I pushed it hard. Just like this, a big poplar tree was collapsed soon.

I was afraid that my son would get sick from the rain, so I asked him to put on his water coat and hide in the house for a while until the rain was small. My son disapprovingly said: Dad, don’t be afraid. This rain is nothing. I am not the flowers and plants in the greenhouse, and I am not so delicate. After listening to my son’s words, I was very happy that he really grew up.

I am the same as my son. My son is beating a tree pond. I am picking seedlings. Pick pomegranate seedlings one by one from the bottom of the slope to the slope, then put them into the tree pits laid by my son, and then plant them one by one. These pomegranate seedlings are all bred with nutrition bags, each of which is about one kilogram. On the first trip, I picked 40 trees, which weighed 80 JIN. When I just picked them up, I didn’t feel tired. It was not the same thing. However, when I reached the mountainside, I couldn’t do it any more. One step was harder than another, and my shoulder was heavier and heavier, just like the top of the mountain. The slope is getting steeper and steeper; The road is getting smoother and smoother; The rain is getting bigger and bigger. When the pomegranate seedlings were picked up to the ground, they could not move their legs as if they were filled with lead. It took an hour to go back and forth. The work of dry weight should be vigorous. No matter how tired you are, you should insist on picking up the seedlings and planting them before rest. This is the nature that farmers can endure hardship most.

When the rain falls, people are dry; When the rain rains, people sweat. The planted pomegranate seedlings soon came alive. Each tree raised its waist and raised its head. It does not hurt the vitality at all. Looking at these pomegranate seedlings, the tree was alive, and I was very happy. As long as you pay off, there will be a return. When you are happy, you will not feel tired.

At this time, I said to my son who was digging a tree pit: Come on, son! 150 seedlings have been planted, and there are still 100. It will be done after a hard time, you can go home! In fact, I know my son is already very tired. I was too tired to get rid of it. But I still held my body hard. It was as light as the rain, picking and planting saplings.

I told my son that it was really not easy for farmers to grow fields. You planted pomegranate trees with your father today, should you feel something? Farmers are really not good at it. It has been more than a year since it rained heavily. Our pomegranate saplings should have been planted around the beginning of spring. However, it was dry and dry until today until the rainy day. What if we don’t plant the saplings in rainy weather? When planting seedlings in sunny days, where can I pick water to irrigate them? The season waits for no one, but the crops cannot be planted well for one season. If it can’t be planted any more, it will be deserted for another year.

I said to my son, today is a hard time, and tomorrow I will enjoy a lifetime of happiness. Under my instigation, my son and father worked together to share weal and woe in the rain that never stopped for a day.

At dusk, more than two hundred pomegranate saplings were planted in the ground. However, the rain is still going underground, and the rain is getting bigger and bigger. Both our father and son felt very tired, standing on the ground with a pair of fallen chickens. The funny thing is that our heads, faces, bodies, feet and hands are all covered with red mud, like red mud people. The rain drenched my son and me, and the red mud soup dropped by drop flowed down the body.

When I got home, I felt tired, but my heart felt relaxed. Pomegranate seedlings were planted in time, and the rainy days became very happy. It will blossom and bear fruit next year. When I think of the beautiful scene of flowers and fruits in the garden in the next year, my mood is as bright as the sun after rain. At that time, my son and I carried the heavy pomegranate down the mountain, loaded the car and pulled it to the pomegranate market for sale. What flowed out was sweat, and what was exchanged was harvest. The life of farmers began to flourish, and the life of farmers was vigorous.

Saturday 2010 nian 8 yue 24 ri

Today is Saturday.

I got up in the morning and opened the door. It was raining all over the sky.

Enter the rainy season, no matter day or night. In the daytime, you can’t see the sun in front of the village, and at night, you can’t see the moon behind the village. I stood at the door of my house, looking at the boundless heavy rain, feeling uncomfortable at all. In the past, I got up and was reading a book in the morning light. Then, the sun came out of the mountain, put down the book, carried the hoe and worked on the ground. Neither reading books by mistake, nor working in the field by mistake. Killed two birds with one stone. It is raining so heavily today that I can’t do farm work in the fields. I have more time to read, study and write at home. However, at this moment, it was raining continuously, and I always felt uneasy in my heart. No matter how beautiful the book was, I couldn’t read it. Standing in front of the door with heavy concerns, I always want to walk inside the ground. Let’s see if my pomegranate field is flooded, and whether there is water in my valley.

Alas, the lives of farmers are so thin that they can’t stand the attack and beating of drought and flood. Can’t do it, can’t drown! Due to drought, there is no food or fruit in the field, and farmers will starve; In case of flood, corn, rice and fruit trees are soaked in water, which cannot be retreated tightly and the particles are not harvested, if the fruit cannot be sold for money, the farmers still have to starve. In the days of heavy rain, can farmers not be in a hurry?

Holding an umbrella and carrying a hoe, I rushed from home to the rain and walked towards Sandaogou. There is an acre of pomegranate and an acre of corn planted by me. Income depends on pomegranate; Life depends on grain corn. The land is just at the foot of the mountain, very hollow, as long as it rains, it means accumulated water. Pomegranate and corn will suffer. My year’s hope is always in vain at this time. Three years of pomegranate trees have been fruitful this year, with farmers’ smiles hanging on the branches. If it is really flooded, everything will become a dream. The more I thought about it, the more I walked, the faster I walked. I almost trotted along the way. Because the road was too slippery, my waist flashed several times. For several times, I fell down on the rainy country road, falling down and climbing up; Climbing up and falling down, with thunder and mud soup all over my body.

I quickly went to the pomegranate shed on the pomegranate field of everyone Yang. I heard someone’s voice in the shed. Yang’s pomegranate shed was built only last year. Yang Da went to Kunming to do business these days, but he hasn’t come home yet. No one in this family will come to guard pomegranate. Today is so early, who is in his shed? Is it Yang Da’s mother-in-law guarding pomegranate in the shed? I think this is impossible. God, it is raining so heavily, who is in the shed? Out of curiosity, I stood not far from the shed and listened carefully. It turned out to be a man’s voice. The Hum made people feel very sad. Is go in and see, or walking away? I hesitated for a while, but still walked into the shed. I want to see the truth.

Shed no door. When Yang Da built the shed, he didn’t install the door. He said that he wouldn’t put anything in it and let the villagers come to the ground to work. They could all go to the shed to have a rest, hide from the rain and make it convenient for others, only by yourself can you get convenience. There is only a wooden bed in the shed. I stood at the threshold and looked inside. There was a man sleeping on the shabby bed of Yang Da and moaning from time to time. I looked carefully before approaching and listened to his voice. I felt very surprised. Isn’t this Mr. Qian in the village? How can I suffer here if I have a comfortable family? Let mosquitoes bites? This is neither the pomegranate land nor the pomegranate shed of his family. Is it because Yang Da invited him to help his family defend the pomegranate? At this time, Mr. Qian didn’t have any clothes on his body. He only wore a thin clothes and lay on the wooden bed with his cold body trembling. He lay there with his eyes closed slightly, making uncomfortable sounds from time to time. Face covered with tears. I thought in my heart, he must have something hard to say, otherwise, how could he come here? I guess in my heart.

Mr. Qian is the only retired veteran cadre with salary in the village. When he was on the throne, he was booming and vigorous, and Zhang Yang also stayed for a while. A few days ago, I also saw him singing and dancing with the old people in the city in Nanhu Leisure Square, playing smartly. Why did it fall to such a situation after several days of absence? Incredible.

Mr. Qian, I called him as I took off my coat and covered it on him. Why are you in Yang Da’s shed?

I was driven out by my son! Uncle Qian opened his eyes and saw it was me. Tears fell down rustling down. I did evil!

Really? I helped Mr. Qian sit up from the bed. Looking at Qian BA as a person, wouldn’t he do such a disloyal and unfilial thing?

You don’t know, he is even inferior to a dog, I feed him in vain! When Mr. Qian said something sad, he burst into tears.

Mr. Qian, don’t be sad. I wiped the tears on his face.

Mr. Qian is a fellow villager. I have worked in rural areas for decades. At the age of 60, he retired at home and got a salary of more than 2,000 yuan per month. His wife passed away several years ago, and now he has been living with his son Qian Ba. Every time he received his salary, he handed over half of it to his son. He left half of it himself, but didn’t give it all to his son. It was said that there were several times when he paid too little to spend, and there were several times between father and son. Later, after mediation by relevant departments, the storm was calmed down. The father and son spoke for less than a year. Suddenly, Last Night, Qian Ba, the son of Lord Qian, seemed to have taken the wrong medicine. He was furious at his father, hurt his father, and scolded him that his father was an old dog, a white-eyed wolf. He asked his father to hand over the salary card. Qian BA said that now everything is rising. His father’s life of paying 1,000 yuan a month is not enough for him to eat alone. If you don’t pay the money or pay the card, you have to sweep the third master Qian out. Hearing this, Mr. Qian was furious. He scolded his son and wife severely. Unexpectedly, Qian Ba didn’t buy his father’s account. When he walked to Qian San’s front, he slapped loudly. After all, Mr. Qian is old, how can he stand the heavy slap of his son? Mr. Qian was beaten to faint. Qian Ba scolded, the older the old guy was, the more cheap Qian Sanye woke up and thought that he must go to the town to sue his son until dawn. He said that he could not cure him, let the law punish this unfilial dog! Who knows, before dawn or to report his son, he was driven out of the house by his son.

Uncle Qian held my hand, tears streaming down his face, excited. Mr. Qian never offended me, and I didn’t often associate with him. A few years ago, he became an official. I knew that Mr. Qian was snobbish, and I was not in his position at all. After he retired back to the village, he often went to his boss and went to the West. Chat with neighbors, confess the sins of those years, and ask the villagers to forgive him

In fact, I am also very busy. I go out early and return late every day. It is hard to see Mr. Qian. Today, it is not raining to come to the ground, and people who can’t meet him at all. No matter whether he used to be good or bad, right or wrong, we should understand him. Now he was driven out of the house by his son. An old man in his seventies was in such a disaster. Seeing this situation, my heart was very painful! We can’t ignore it. I lifted him up, held an umbrella with him, brought the old man back to the village and sent him back to his home,

At this time, Uncle Qian and I just came to the village. People in the village all bought rice noodles on the village street, and his son Qian Ba was also in the crowd. Qian Ba is the head son of Lord Qian. Mr. Qian was an old eccentric man. Although he was an official of a village, he was superstitious in thought. When he broke the old four and established the new four, he failed to eradicate the root of his superstition. He gave birth to eight yuan. I named my son eight, which means his name is eight, his family is well-developed, and his descendants are glorious. Therefore, the name of Qian Ba came like this. Once in the year when Lord Qian’s official Fortune was prosperous, he didn’t recognize his six relatives. People in the village interceded with him, but he ignored the supreme reason. In front of him, the villagers pointed at his nose and scolded him: at that time, civet cats were like tigers, and Phoenix was not as good as chickens. At that time, Mr. Qian was hated by others. At present, when the villagers saw that he was old, they would continue to investigate and respect him very much.

At this time, Qian Ba saw me leading his father to him. Without saying anything, he scolded me for meddling in my own business and said in front of everyone that Mr. Qian was not his father, he has no such father! Whoever likes it will take him home. He doesn’t know the shame of abusing the old as if he was giving a speech. His words aroused public indignation among the villagers. You pointed at his nose with your fingers every word. Are you human? He is not your father. I ask you, who did you do it? The village leader came over and said nothing. In front of the third master Qian, he slapped Qian eight or two severely and asked Qian Ba to take his father home immediately to show filial piety to the old man, if you hear that you drive the old man out of the House or abuse the old man again, send him to the police station immediately and let you live a few days in prison!

The villagers stood in the heavy rain, watching Qian Ba bring his father Qian San home. Then people went back one by one. I still went to the field to see if the mu of pomegranate and the mu of corn were flooded. As I was walking, I thought in my heart, would Mr. Qian live a better life in the future? Will Qian Ba torture him harder?

Everyone should be old. I want to persuade Qian Ba tonight. Whether he welcomed or not, I would go. It was awkward in my heart if I didn’t say it out.

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In hot summer, the lotus flowers beside the lake of the park bloom, and the wide lotus leaves are lined with bright lotus flowers. The scenery is very beautiful. On the lover Island of the park, there are many people singing around there, and there are amateurs, there are also retirees in different ways. They spontaneously organized singing in the corner of the lover island, which was like this all the year round. A lead singer danced with a male singer in the circle, leading the singing to the climax, attract the tourists’ eyes to them and stop to watch. A loud song infects the people around them in the air. The smiling faces of flowers explain the most beautiful but sunset red, warm and calm. The songs they sing are healthy and upward, with joyous and joy as the keynote and red songs as the main line, with various forms, winning the praise of tourists. Then they performed a chorus of red songs such as “no new China without the Communist Party” and “Shan Dandan blooming red”, which touched people’s hearts. Then there were women’s solo songs “Nanniwan”, “embroidered gold plaque” and other popular folk songs in northern Shaanxi and men’s solo songs “The most beautiful song” which were fascinating and intoxicating; singing “visiting the new city”, “brother and sister reclamation” and “crossing the river” are superb, making people happy; Also performing dance “love of fire” artistic program unrestrained and affectionate, soul-stirring, festive and auspicious, inspiring, inspiring people to forge ahead, singing the main melody of the era of good Communist Party, good socialism and good reform and opening up, and enthusiastically displaying the spirit and elegant demeanour of the era of happiness and prosperity, beautiful homeland and creating the future. These red classic songs make these old people who have experienced the red age feel warm. Everyone said that singing red songs and performing dances reminded themselves of the passionate years of their youth, and they were grateful for the lost youth and the greatness of the party. Every note and beat is permeated with their infinite affection for the party. A friend looked a little thin because of several serious diseases, but her eyes were shining with youthful light. It was the melody of red songs that made the old man full of yearning for life, full of longing for the future is the strong voice of the red song, which gives her pleasure and young mentality. The first Red song is like a milestone on the road of life, engraved with unforgettable past events, she once said affectionately that red songs are the spring that nourishes the heart, the spring breeze that comforts the soul, the power to overcome difficulties, and the Signpost for stepping on a new journey. Gather here every day, sing and dance to your heart’s content, and enjoy the happy old age life. There was also a group of people dancing the unrestrained and graceful dance of Uighurs. There were leaders in the team. Watching them shaking their heads, shrugging their shoulders, spinning and jumping, we also danced briskly, show the charming and charming of women incisively and vividly. There is really some charm of Xinjiang dance! Although there were some wrinkles on her face and her body was a little fat, she was very confident and awesome in my camera. They said: Don’t ask how old we are. We are a group of happy people! Besides, they danced “Laundry Song” to reflect the fish-water friendship between the People’s Army and the resident masses through the plot of Tibetan girls washing clothes for PLA soldiers. While the teacher taught us, we danced carefully. Singing and dancing gave people a happy mood and a healthy body. The traces of time came slowly and were carved shallower. Another lady dancing colorful silk can be regarded as entertaining herself. She waved tens of meters of silk by herself wholeheartedly, like a dragon flowing out of water, a goddess flying to the moon and a goddess scattering flowers. She was totally immersed in and enjoyed the beauty created by herself, the onlookers couldn’t help cheering for it. Passers-by couldn’t help buying one from the vendor nearby and dancing with her. In a flash, the square became a world of colorful Changhong flying! As smart gorgeous, pleasing! Dancers give happiness to themselves and others. Without a gorgeous stage, they have the enthusiastic support of the masses; Without gorgeous costumes, they show the most positive mental outlook of the common people. The common interest in music and dance made them get together spontaneously, enjoy a good life together and sing the songs in their hearts., The beautiful melody and pleasant singing make the audience around stop to beat with the rhythm, so they can’t help shouting and singing enthusiastically. It is usually a way for people to express their joys and sorrows and adjust the ups and downs in life. Old people always sing and hum when they are in a bad mood, which is a magic weapon for old people to keep fit. They have almost become the beautiful scenic spots in the park. As a member of the dance team, I often bring the camera I bought. When the dance team has activities, I will follow the shooting and photography all the way, and freeze everyone’s beautiful dancing posture at that time and at that moment, and make photos into logs and send them to QQ space for everyone to enjoy, let everyone have a computer to transfer, and sometimes develop the photos taken and send them to everyone. 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It seems to be a sudden idea to write this series of proses of “Ling Shang Jia. Before, I have written a lot of words about native land, hometown, old friends and worldly wisdom, which are mostly about these plots. These scenes are still alive in my heart, especially, I went back to my hometown to celebrate the Spring Festival this year and witnessed all kinds of unexpected changes, which was even more difficult to calm down. My family, in Ling Shang, is a member of Ling Shang’s family; My parents, a member of Ling Shang’s family, and my brothers and sisters are an inseparable part of Ling Shang. Born on the ridge, growing up on the ridge, drinking the water on the ridge and eating the grains grown from the fields on the ridge. Therefore, the place on the ridge is as kind as parents. On the ridge, this is our home. The environment on the ridge is so familiar that you can see clearly with your eyes closed. Mao Gou Ridge, bamboo forest Dang, dashangang, Xu Jialing, Wu Hangang, si mao dang, Zhong Drum Stone, Li Jiayan, er Dou, San Dou, Yang Pai, Yin Pai, gourd ditch, the top four Dou, the bottom four Dou and so on, a bunch of rustic small place names, constitute all the scenery on the ridge. In these large and small places, the long tree of the long tree, the long grass of the long grass, the rice of this kind of rice, the wheat of this kind of wheat. In a word, these mountain forests and dry lands, year by year, have brought up the people of Lingshang. My ancestors, fathers, my brothers, and even some of our younger generations all live in them, they all left their own life tracks. Although the time is long and short, and the memory is deep and shallow, the ridge is the place that every member of the family can’t forget, and the place that can’t be forgotten is that the ridge has rooted our roots. How can a person abandon his foundation? When I was young, a large group of boys and girls were invited to go to the mountain to herd cattle; Cattle was a large fortune of the peasant family, and it was also a close friend of the farmers. The fathers treated them as good relatives and relatives, and every family raised cattle in an accident, better. The matter of cattle herding naturally fell on the children. Both parents were busy and their labor was limited. Big groups went out early and came back late. They had to earn work points in the team, that was, when they came to the responsibility system, there were many jobs in the fields, they all depend on their parents to do these things. Sometimes, they have to spare time to drive cattle up the mountain. Even so, they have to do some work. Especially during the summer vacation, a large group of kids couldn’t do big things, just grazing cattle in the morning and cattle in the afternoon, which was also called reasonable division of labor. Cattle herding has the pleasure of herding cattle. As long as you are careful not to invade crops, you will have nothing to do and basically do whatever you want for the rest of the time. When I was young, I was naughty and had done a lot of absurd things. Now, it is still ridiculous, but I have no fun. No wonder boys and girls enjoyed it at that time. I love spring, March and April most. There are Orchid azaleas on the mountain. The broad beans and peas in the field grow in pods and become plump day by day. I went into the field, picked broad bean horns, pulled pea vines, picked firewood and made a fire, buried the pods in the fire and simmered. After a while, the broad beans and peas were ripe, fragrant and sweet. A group of girls ate in dark mouth. Or, in June and July, the sweet potatoes in the field were just a little long. They pulled open the sweet potato vine and looked at the root. The sweet potatoes with small openings must have grown the size of mice. They carefully pulled open the sweet potato and took out the small taro, then newly-planted, not showing clues. Wipe it clean, peel it and eat it raw. It’s sweet, or pick up firewood and put it into the fire to simmer. When the taro is ripe, it is fragrant and sweet. Of course, there were also some cases when their deeds were exposed, most of them were scolded by others. If there were some good people telling mother and father, then there would be a good scolding. Don’t look up the mountain to herd cattle, there must be a plan. Today, more than a dozen cattle went to Shangwan Dang, and tomorrow they had to go to four dou. If they were a little far away, they could go to dashangang or two dou. In short, the places were changed every day, taking turns. In this way, which mountain around the ridge is unfamiliar? Which piece of orchid flowers grow happily, which piece of wild hawthorn tree, which piece of spring has Reed beans, autumn has wild Persimmon, which piece of small ditch has fine celery, which piece of ground has the most small garlic, don’t even think about it, just like growing in your heart. If we say that my mother is familiar with the rice, wheat, cotton oil, beans and vegetables in the field, then boys and girls will not be familiar with the flowers and plants on the four sides of the mountain, and the wild fruits and game flavor, which is also very familiar with the scene in, taste abundance. As people grow up, they will see more and more things. The elder sister of Dongtou became a monk, the elder brother of Xitou got married, or the elder ancestors passed away, and there were weddings and funerals among the relatives of the direct relatives; In short, the customs of growing up in the countryside, when I was young, I was rolling around. No one could really catch it, but it was always there, accompanying me to go up the mountain to herd cattle, accompanying me to carry my schoolbag to school, and even accompanying me to eat and sleep, accompanying and visiting Qi also had this kind of influence. When people grew up, the worldly-wise feelings were rooted in their hearts. All of these depend on having a home in Lingshang and a subtle influence of a family. It has been more than a hundred years since the ancestors moved from Wanli to Lingshang. The human relations and customs accumulated on Lingshang are naturally thick and plump. As a family on Lingshang, they will not have the desire to leave from generation to generation, although there is a saying that it is hard to leave our homeland, it is normal to leave for a higher goal and a better pursuit. It is often left that they will be called promising by their elders. Who doesn’t want to be a promising and capable person for young people? There is no need to say such words as Guangzong Yaozu and revitalizing the family. It can greatly improve the living conditions and lifestyles of individuals. Generation after generation did not face the loess back to the sky to make a living. I am afraid that the ancestors who slept in the faint green mountains would burst into tears and shout abuse. However, how can those who left forget the familiar rural environment? It can be said that one mountain, one ridge, one ditch, one down, even one grass, one tree, one flower and one fruit, they are all branded into the heart. For no reason, just because these mountains and fields are the places where life begins, there are too many familiar smells that will not diffuse. For those who leave their homeland, the countryside is always the home in dreams, the pure land in spirit and the place where the soul desires to convert. For those who walk out of the ridge, the ridge is the home in dreams. Even if he just moved away from the ridge, he still lived in the familiar country. He didn’t leave at all. In fact, he couldn’t say he would leave. But there was only one place called the ridge. Its uniqueness, uniqueness, it can’t be changed any more; Let alone those young people who squeeze into the cities far and near, when bathing in the city lights, there will always be an eternal lamp in their hearts. That lamp is the hometown, as for the descendants of Yu Lingshang, it represents Ling Shang. From the day I left, I knew that Ling Shang would appear in my heart from time to time, and people on Ling Shang would be some kind of comfort of the soul when walking back, or in other words, stop to comb a kind of dependence when healing.

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Heavy snow is coming soon, and winter is getting stronger. When I got up in the morning, there was a layer of frost on the grass, just like a thin snow. The description of heavy frost and snow seemed to be true at all. I really hoped that there would be a snow immediately, which was built in heaven and was spotless, what kind of surprise will it be? When winter comes, there will be people looking forward to snow, especially children. For those childish rural children, the overwhelming snow from the sky will make them as excited as the new year. Snowflakes are flying and the wind is piercing. They are not afraid. They make fun in the wild, laugh heartily, and can’t help being fresh and excited, making the winter season, in the dull life of the villagers, all of a sudden, there is more vitality. It is with these uncontrollable vitality that the long winter will not be dull. As long as winter comes, especially when the snow season comes, our older children will put the proverb learned from my mother’s mouth, I almost went out of tune in the mountain field. Light snow not snow, snow flying. It seems that as long as we are willing to sing for several times and shout for a while, the snowflakes hiding in the high sky will also look out at us for a few more times, accidentally moved by our true feelings, we chose a day when the north wind was blowing. When we slept soundly in the middle of the night, we landed quietly, at the door of our house and on every inch of the village, white flowers bloom. When I got up in the morning, I was glowed by the white snow. The happiness in my heart was beyond description. Regardless of my mother and father’s reprimand, just like a pony, running around in the snow, looking at his clear footprints, he always had more hidden happiness in his heart. Playing snowball fights and making snowmen after heavy snow is the most frequently played game and also the simplest game. It is capable to catch birds in the snow. Sparrows are the best birds to catch, not because they are stupid, but because they are greedy for food. In fact, they are all very strange. There is thick snow everywhere, where can sparrows find food? They don’t want to suffer more in autumn, and save some food. Once it snows, they will only be hungry. Choose an empty place, sweep a piece of snow, sprinkle a handful of millet, set up a bamboo plaque with a thin wooden stick, tie a rope, and keep it far away. When some hungry sparrows got in and pecked at the millet happily, they pulled the rope to ensure that they could catch a few. It depended on luck. Catching sparrows in snowy days is not as easy as imagined. Sparrows are fine. Seeing the food, they would send sentries to scout first. After three or five times, they would throw themselves into the net and wait in the snow for a long time. After one or two times of success, they would not be fooled any more. This kind of trick, it doesn’t work for them. It can be done once or twice a year. That kind of fun is better than wearing new clothes in the new year, which is deep in my heart. It seemed to flash away from the interesting days. It was really the season that urged people to grow old. It was really impossible to be unconvinced. Although I feel a lot of feelings, who can keep an inch of time. Crossing the threshold of a season, if you want to meet again, it will be another year. Although it takes 365 days, it seems to be casually turned over, and it will reach the end again. Season, or time, is in such a hurry again and again. However, the feelings left to the world are becoming stronger and stronger, and the traces of time are becoming clearer. It is rare to see a heavy snow on the ground in the south of the Yangtze River. It should be a delight to hug the pearls and jade all over the sky. I feel that when the snow season is approaching, I am really eager for a snow, which will grow with my mind and fall into the arms of the world. It is better to have more charm of Jiangnan. Even in my heart, I suddenly had the eagerness as when I was a child, but it was clear that how could this snowflake come as soon as it was said and opened as soon as it was said. Recently, Suzhou city also suffered from rare haze weather. It was Gray from day to night. It was rare to see a piece of blue sky, even the face of the Sun could not be seen clearly, how good it would be if there were a snow at this time. It not only purifies the air, but also purifies people’s mood. I don’t know what exciting thing it will be. The solar term of heavy snow is in front of us again. It is certainly not too far away from the day when snowflakes fly. Even in the south of the Yangtze River, there will also be a grand scene of flying flowers like jade. Probably many people will be like me, full of expectations.

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In recent days, I have been busy studying contract law, and I had a great momentum of studying criminal law last year, so that I didn’t leave much time for you to chat with you or communicate with you in a diary, let you look for fun by yourself, let you watch “flowers and bones of fairy tales” all night by yourself, let you understand me so many times, I should sincerely say sorry to you here. As I know, lovers are not pets like cats and dogs. Besides bread, they also need daffodils. If you just focus on your study or career, throw all the little time into the blender for study or work, and leave no spare time for communication and caring with lovers, then what was crushed was not only time, minute and second, but also love. The so-called temperature of love itself is maintained by Love as fuel. Therefore, lovers should spend some time every day to express and prove love, so as to maintain the temperature of love for a long time. If you are busy with your studies or career and even have no time left for each other, it is like walking into an underground tunnel, unable to send out or receive signals, so you completely cut off the contact, in that way, love becomes the sound in the vacuum, nowhere to be found, which is impossible to prove, just as it does not exist at all. As time passes, the temperature of love without fuel will cool down. Once the flame goes out, it will turn into an endless cold night. Therefore, I must sincerely say sorry to you again. At the same time, I promise, no, I swear to God that I will reserve more time belonging to us and time for love in the future. I hope I can get your understanding. I love you, as always, never change. 2013.04.01 2013.04.02 you told me hesitantly that your predecessor called to make peace with you. In fact, the word “harmony” should not reach the meaning of the word, perhaps it should be combined to be appropriate. Hearing this, my heartbeat directly missed a few shots, just like a Flash short film with an FPS of 10 jumped directly from frame 10 to frame 30, those blanks in the middle make people feel uncomfortable inexplicably, even if you say it verbally, there is nothing wrong. Maybe because of this, I had a restless dream when I was sleeping. The details have been forgotten, and I only remember some key points vaguely. Your predecessor fell from the sky and said to you softly, “Come with me.” then you looked at me. As for what kind of expression, it was unwilling to give up, mocking, happy or sad, or I have no feelings. I don’t remember it anymore. Maybe I didn’t see it clearly at that time. Anyway, after that, you let him take you away without hesitation, without leaving a word, there was no explanation and farewell, and no turning back, just like a decisive back, as if a bright dagger was deeply inserted into my heart. Your figure disappeared as if it was into thin air while walking. My feet were soft and kneeling on the ground. I might cry, cry or gnash my teeth. The world became dark like the stage of the performance, leaving only a round white light to highlight me alone. This scene is similar to Shakespeare’s tragedy. Then, the familiar music is like some kind of powerful magic, which breaks down the dream world inch by inch. Subconsciously answered the phone, called a pig subconsciously, and then heard your best voice calling my name in a daze, as if telling me, rest assured, I always belong to you and won’t leave, so the corners of my mouth naturally evoke Radian. After I hung up the phone, I heard the huge rain. Looking out of the dormitory, there were dense bean raindrops, which were like thousands of bead curtains hanging upside down at the same time. Lara’s slight sad voice suddenly echoed in my ears. What should I do when it rains? I miss you so much.

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I like the other side of the river, the passion that never cools down all the year round, the endless bustle and the everlasting prosperity over there. Although the environment is a little rough, people are a little busy, even tired, and still a little hard. On the other side of the river, those fireworks filled in the world looked so attractive; Those faces with different characteristics and weather-beaten in the South-to-North tone looked so kind. Although the wind near the river is a little bitter, the water in the river is a little turbid. I like to avoid traffic in my spare time, walk across the small bridge, walk slowly on the corridor on the other side of the river, watch quietly, and carefully select the favorite of my family and me. Because the variety of that dish is always so complete, the color is so bright; The fruit is also so fresh and full; And the mouthwatering fragrance floating on the breakfast stand attracts my appetite to multiply. I like to push the small push bag to shuttle through the crowd, watch the colorful flowers and dress up the barren plateau like a blooming green Mulberry. I like to choose those small necessities of life, which are simple but cheap and practical. I like to stand and watch in front of those small stalls, listening to all kinds of shouts one after another. All kinds of men, women, old and young people start to take care of the whole-day life of the family here, busy with hardship and enrichment, but also happy. I like to walk around when I am free, wandering in the crowd, admiring their tenacity and persistence day after day. Thank you for our country’s growing prosperity. The policy is so deep in the hearts of the people and makes our vegetables so rich. I couldn’t help thinking: what a great happiness it would be to eat. I like the other side of the river. The long motorcade is like a dragon, and the goods are full of treasures. The busy people are like performing the “Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival”. It interprets and shows the absolute truth and absolute authority of “Food is the most important thing for the people. I like the dust from life on the other side of the river, which is for the benefit of the common people and solves the big problem of eating. After several migrations, it is almost aborted, but it is still stubbornly preserved. It is always unprecedentedly lively, with wind, rain and cold wave invading, and it seems that it cannot shake its persistence and perseverance. It is the early market on the other side of the river, which facilitates people’s lives, solves people’s meals and enriches people’s dining tables. The four seasons of the year are full of excitement and enthusiasm. I hope its road will be smoother, wider and longer, and people’s lives will be richer.

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The season which was supposed to be Yangchun and March was still raging with strong wind. Even though the willows beside the road had already turned out green buds, unknown purple and blue flowers appeared in the corner of the wall, obviously, it should be the flowers blooming with each other. Why does this fairy in charge of seasons tease the world so much. I have made an appointment with you. I have arrived early, enjoying the blooming spring flowers, watching the heart of pink and Willow Green and butterfly swimming in flowers. But you, why did you break the appointment. Do you know how I feel when I count every leaf in autumn and every snowflake in winter? Because I know that you will come, I let him have withered leaves, fallen leaves, long leaves and luxuriant leaves, let him dance snow floating snow melting snow melting snow vanishing snow, I am still me, waiting for the eternal eternity, but I don’t remember that it is because of waiting, then there was the drowning of holding a pillar and the Goddess Peak standing on Wu Gorge. My sadness turned into ocean and sea, just like the fish leaving the river and lacking oxygen, and I would be killed in some unknown desert at any time. Oh! The fish dreaming of crossing the desert is really overconfident! But I am such a fish that is beyond my control. Years are like water. I dare not sigh easily, but I often breed troubles for no reason. Life is as plain as the lamp you see at first sight every morning when you wake up, and the fruit stand you will encounter every noon when you pass the dormitory. It is so common that day after day, year after year, until it becomes a habit like the air we breathe in and out every day, a habit that wants to quit but cannot quit. I listened to Zhou Huajian’s “Forget about the grass” alone, but clearly knew that some sorrow would never be forgotten; I walked alone, but deeply knew that some loneliness would never be dispelled; I sat on the high stand alone, but I knew something more painfully that some people would never go back. I look at the stars and moon in the sky alone, the reflection in the water alone, the rhombus hollow cement slate with my feet, and the white decorative pattern with my hands, I walked around the playground alone. I walked straight down a dozen steps in the dark. I walked back along the road with lights, to clean up the colorful spring of my mood alone, please hurry up and go to my last appointment to fulfill your promise to me, come and smoke my gloomy heart, which is fragrant and pleasant! Plant a garden here. I do not refuse any kind of flower. Famous, nameless, exotic, local, extremely fragrant or odorless flowers can be transplanted in, let me be friends with flowers every day, take flowers as companions, absorb fresh flowers and breath fragrant flowers, in this way, I can be saved as a person who is weak to the state of wasteland because I don’t hear the breath of spring. May I have a good dream tonight, dreaming that the flowers are blooming and the moon is on the sky. — Strong wind on Tuesday, March 20, 2012

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I went back to its side as always, and curled up beside the window. The cold window edge came through, blowing cold, but I don’t want to move half a step. It never opens its mouth to relieve my boredom, so quiet, just like I know it won’t leave me either.

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