Every lonely night, I always hear the sound of insects and birds. The so-called neon lights in the city just paint the indifferent night. Who knows what you are thinking about? Maybe you are thinking about what to eat for dinner today, maybe you are thinking about which jewelry store to rob tonight, or maybe …… but it’s okay, I don’t have nothing to do, I think in my favorite dark night, my job should be to enjoy the night when there is no dazzling evil light reflected by strong light on people. I never go to bars or discos. When I have nothing to do with dinner, I go out with three yuan and eight cents in my pocket. Sometimes I walk on the street and watch the bustling market, smelling the fragrance overflowing from the snack bar, it is much more enjoyable to be well exposed to the Moonlight than to be generous consumers. To be honest, material can’t meet my needs. For example, when I am hungry and have a big meal, I will be full as a result. Even after eating, I will glance at the food and have no interest at all, I even felt sick, so after a short period of enjoyment, I did nothing again. And Spirit can obtain uninterrupted satisfaction, so in the era of material abundance, I choose spiritual prosperity. After dinner, strolling around became a habit gradually. Taking advantage of the night trend, walking alone on the road, watching the vehicles passing by from time to time. The driver seemed to be drunk badly. The speed was fast and slow, and occasionally he could hear his singing voice, like a flying wolf, he rubbed past him with howling. These drivers are smart. They know that drunk driving here will not be detained in criminal detention, because there is no traffic police within dozens of miles. The street lamp is dim, but what does it matter? The light at night is only used to illuminate the road, but it can’t drive away the darkness. People always think that darkness is terrible, just like seeing an official, they think it is a corrupt official. That’s because they don’t accommodate the darkness. The dark days take up half a day, but people like the daytime, this mood is not lower than that when Americans discriminated against black people. I don’t care, for both, I can be both inclusive. Along the way, I thought so. On the way at night, I was not alone. To be precise, there was a cat following me all the way. I felt very curious, not because there was a cat following me, I wonder why my dog didn’t follow me. This is a black cat. It seems that my grandfather has always been very fond of cats. My grandmother likes dogs, so my grandfather said, it is better to raise a cat. I like cute pets very much, which you must understand, you will know how important a pet is to the restoration of our world view after you have seen all the ugliness in people like me. I don’t want aesthetic fatigue. Let the cat follow. I leaned down and asked its name. It meow at me and nodded. OK, then call you little meow. It meowed again, as if it had agreed, but two shiny eyes stared at me, which made me feel a little cold …… I had another partner on my way, and I continued to fall into reverie at that time, it used to be called fantasy, but now when I think about it, it is actually blind thinking. For a creature with only soul, if I deprive your soul, but still keep your body and life, then this creature may become a walking corpse, like a machine, without emotion. I wonder, does a cat have a soul? The little guy was still looking at me all the time. The four legs matched perfectly, basically keeping up with my pace. Thinking about these, I smiled at him, and he meowed a few more times, it seemed that I knew what I was thinking and walked to a big tree. It was so exciting that it ran out from me and climbed to the tree. I was shocked and looked around. There was nothing wrong with it. The street lamps were still dim, the pedestrians were still rare, and the silence around was so dead that even the sound of insects could not be heard. I looked at the figure of the black cat on the tree and started to be stunned. Its eyes were still shining, staring at me. My brain stopped mechanically for a few seconds, and a little pause could change a lot. I smiled at it. It meowed at last and ran away quickly …… on the silent Road, the night did not change, but the temperature brought to people dropped a lot, the pedestrians gradually became thinner and thinner, and the shops closed one by one. A living world seemed to be evaporated in the world, leaving only cold buildings and street lamps. The surroundings were terribly quiet, my shoes made a sound. If there is no soul, the day should be the same as the night. Did you hear any noise while walking on the road? Only my own footsteps, how clear I should be about this rhythm. Then, if …… a pair of shiny cat eyes in the night sky stared at me without blinking.

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Children, the people who love you most in this world are your parents. As parents, seeing you sometimes feel so hard on yourself to indulge yourself, or do something that makes you have a hard time. You know how distressed your parents are. Seeing your childish behaviors one after another, as a mother, I really want to say to my child: my child, the person who loves you most is me. How can you be willing to make me sad. (1) at five o’clock in the morning, before dawn, he climbed to the second floor along the water pipe and climbed through the window to enter the room. Instead of stealing, he went home to enter his own room. Why didn’t he dare to go to the front door when he went home, but went home secretly while the moon was dark and the stars were thin? Perhaps, many people are strange and have a lot of guesses. Let me tell you that he is only 12 years old. The child slipped downstairs quietly through the window and along the water pipe when his family fell asleep at 1 o’clock in the middle of the night, I went to the internet cafe to surf the Internet, went home from the original road at in the morning, climbed to bed, pretending to be lying on the bed like a good baby. The child’s academic performance was good at first, but because he loved surfing the Internet, his father was afraid that it would affect his study, so he cut off the network cable at home and didn’t allow him to surf the Internet in the Internet cafe. He sent him to school during the day, they took him home on time at night, and their school was also very closed. Children were not allowed to leave school when they entered. There was someone guarding the door at the school gate. No idler was allowed to wait in and out, and no children were allowed to leave school without authorization. So in order to surf the Internet, the child tossed himself up and down in his study. The originally chubby little boy, because he didn’t sleep well for a long time and had a loss of appetite, even ate less and less, made him sallow and emaciated now, when walking, his limbs were weak. His parents always thought that the child was in poor health because of malnutrition. Of course, his study was not good. However, what he did behind his parents was so disappointing, how heart-wrenching. Children, you shouldn’t spoil yourself like this. You have no right to treat yourself like this. Every time you treat yourself like this, your parents will feel sad if they know it, the heart is like a knife, anger is the second, the most important thing is that they will worry about you. Faced with what you have done, parents don’t know at all. They only know that you are thin, which makes them feel distressed and worried. Cheating them like this makes them worried about you, you are exhausted physically and mentally, how can you bear your conscience? This is your parents. (Ii) she is the natural beauty of the family, the only child of her parents, grandparents love her, parents regard her as the Apple of the eye, although grandparents are more than her granddaughter, but grandparents only love her, she is the youngest granddaughter of grandparents, and the cousins on it can only serve as a foil for her. If she has any requirements, she only needs to say it out, including those brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts in the family, the generations who loved her were obliged to satisfy her. When she was promoted to junior high school, unfortunately, she failed to enter the Ideal High School. She wanted to go to that ideal High School. However, her score was still a few ten points short. For her sake, put down the airs of being the leader of the enterprise at all costs and ask for help everywhere. The uncles and aunts in her family were also started up by grandparents, helping her to try their best to leave everywhere. But that school kept her out all the time, and a cousin in the family who was not favored was a special student at school, although her grades were comparable to hers, however, she was exceptionally admitted by that school. If so, she was furious with her grandparents and parents, saying that they were useless, showing the faces of her uncles and aunts that they did not try their best. Children, no matter how useless your parents and relatives are, you are not qualified to lose your temper at them. Parents raised you so big with great difficulty. They also hope you are good. They also hope you can go to a good school. How can they not do their best for you? They only have the ability to do this for you, and how do you want them to do it? Even if it takes their lives, it is still in vain. Children, what qualifications do you have to say that your parents are useless, what qualifications do you have to lose temper with your parents, you have to rely on your parents to raise you, you have to rely on your parents to earn money to study for you, what do you have without parents? What makes you look at your parents? (3) when he went to college, the first thing he considered was to ask his parents to save money for him to buy a house. He told his parents that now girls have to prepare a house when getting married, his parents were ordinary workers, and it was just right for him to go to college. It was really hard to buy a house for him. He put down his words: I don’t care, you must finish the house for me! Therefore, his parents had no choice but to go to other places to work after work. Both of them had entered middle age and had limited physical strength, but they worked 16 hours a day for him. At the age of eighteen, he thought of the life-long event that he would marry and have children in the future, which forced his parents to work hard for the continuation of the family’s next generation. I think, when he gets married and has a child, the child must be brought by his parents. If he raises him, he must also help him with the child. Others say that the child is the debt owed by his parents in his previous life, as a child of his parents, he really came to ask for debts from his parents. Not only him, but also his future children have placed orders, which are taken by their parents and asked for them by themselves. He is just like taking it for granted. He doesn’t know that his parents are for him, how hard it was. He didn’t know how hard it was to share some difficulties for his family. He was still so ignorant that he constantly squeezed out his parents’ blood and sweat for his future enjoyment. Live in the money you earn to buy a house, even if the house is not as big as others, not as good as others is also worthy of pride. People live in the world. If everything depends on others to help you, what is the difference between it and a worm. Children, your parents are not your long-term workers, your minions, or your life-long meal tickets. You can’t squeeze your parents and raise you up like this all your life, they don’t know how much effort they have spent. Now they have to work so hard for you in the future. Do you still have to go on seeing them working so hard. Why can’t you fight with your own hands and enjoy your success? Do you know that your happiness is based on your parents’ blood and sweat, can you still bear it and enjoy everything at ease? (Iv) when she reached the age of marriage, she fell in love online. Her partner was disliked by her parents and told her that they had checked clearly the character and family situation of her partner, it was really not suitable for her, and the most important thing was that the boy had no ambition at all. He had a bad temper and had talked about several girls. None of the neighbors around him spoke well of him. In spite of this, she was determined to marry him wholeheartedly. Despite her parents’ strong opposition, she moved out and lived with the boy whom others couldn’t say well. She thought that she would wash and cook for him, do a good job for a wife, and live a life with him. He would be grateful and would change because of her, the fact was wrong. Soon after she moved, his bad habits came out one by one. He treated her better when he was satisfied, and punched her when he was not satisfied. She knew that no matter how she did it, he would not change for her. He was like this. He was not a good person and he didn’t know how to cherish her. She thought of home when she was desperate, and then she knew why her parents were so opposed to associate with him. She didn’t know how much her parents worried about her. She didn’t know that her parents should know that their daughter would be like a sheep, how distressed my parents were when I gave it to the wolf to bully. In terms of marital affairs, although parents’ opinions can only be used for reference, you have to consider how you will live in the future when you get married. If a person looks so bad on the surface, isn’t it mean that you still want to live with him? Why influence the relationship between you and your parents for an irrelevant person. Children, if you are hurt, it is your parents who hurt you. You don’t know that your parents’ greatest wish is to wish you happiness and safety. If you can’t live like this, what’s the point of them living, hit you and hurt your parents. (5) he always complains about his parents, saying that his father would be lazy when he brought his children, and that his mother would say that he was uncomfortable when he brought his children. He often scolded his parents for his child was ill. It was obvious that he didn’t take good care of his parents and didn’t help them to wear them. His parents’ house was demolished, and the government compensated his parents for a new house. If so, he sold his house and moved to the new house to live with his parents. Finally, because his wife always quarreled with his mother over trivial matters, for the sake of family harmony, he was obliged to drive his parents outside to rent a house. I don’t know if he felt very relieved when his parents went outside to rent a house. It Was Not others but his parents. It was selfless for parents to give their children. However, what did we give to our parents? Soon after, he divorced his wife, so it was very inconvenient for him to take the child alone. His parents moved back to help him take the child. And that is in the 80, 90 after some typical example, I don’t know, how much like that, happiness of 80, 90, live in the light, haven’t met laid-off difficulties, I have never met the 50 s or 60 s who went to the countryside and went to the countryside. I have never met the 70 s who just pushed down the big pot and ran around for life. There is only a market with advanced scientific and technological progress, only parents for they want a Guangming Road, can say, 80, 90 was one of the luckiest, what change never catch up. Yes, happiness is around you, but you are not sure, it is just as painful. As the children of parents, our marriage parents also care about each other. Our happiness is related to the whole life of our parents. We are happy and our parents feel at ease. Parents do not expect their children to be filial, nor do they expect their children to contribute to their family. They only hope their children to be happy. What do you think after reading these? The people who love ourselves most in this world are parents. If we live a bad life, parents will feel sad. As children, why should we let parents worry about ourselves. However, when we treat children, as parents, we see some problems of children, and we are really full of bitter water that cannot be poured out. Everything is good for them, but they are always disappointing. I want to ask the children, children, the person who loves you most is me, how can you be willing to make me sad.

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On November 28th, I received my son’s school notice and asked him to report to Nanjing before November 30th to participate in the on-site Composition Contest for senior high school students in the whole province. Parents can accompany him. So on the evening of November 29th, my husband and I accompanied our son to Nanjing. [1] on the way to Nanjing, I went to Hongze Lake in Huai’an for dinner. Speaking of Hongze Lake, I suddenly remembered the two anti-Japanese heroes of the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, Peng Xuefeng and Zhang Lingfu. Peng Xuefeng is a famous anti-Japanese general of the Communist Party of China. It was near Hongze Lake that his young newly-married wife sent him to the anti-Japanese front with tears. It was at the edge of Hongze Lake that she looked at him and took a boat to the anti-Japanese battlefield, disappearing between the hazy Chu sky. He promised to let her wait for his victory. The wind blows and the water is cold, and the strong men will never return. However, this farewell became their farewell. The war which lasted for several days and nights had ended successfully. Originally he shouldn’t have appeared in the battlefield, but he always liked the artistic conception of dawn, so he walked out of the command post and commanded the soldiers to clean the battlefield while the dawn came. He was immersed in the joy of victory. He looked forward to meeting his wife, but at this time, a stray bullet hit his heart. The death came so fast that Peng Xuefeng fell down without noticing the political commissar standing beside him. The blood was red, the love letter he wrote to his wife the night before he could send it. After he left, his wife held his posthumous son and watched at the edge of Hongze Lake every day, looking at his successful return from afar. Looking through the autumn water, the thousands of sails were over, and the figure she came back with her son Panfu in her arms was almost petrified into a Wangfu stone. Looking at this scene, no one had the heart to tell her the news of Peng Xuefeng’s sacrifice. Four years later, Mao Zedong held a state funeral for Peng Xuefeng and buried his remains in the west bank of Hongze Lake. After the failure of the negotiation between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, the anti-township group of Kuomintang returned to their hometowns and buried Peng Xuefeng in Hongze Lake. It was said that there was a mute in the local area who dived at the bottom of Hongze Lake overnight, fetched Peng Xuefeng’s bones one by one and handed them to the local guerrillas. Coincidentally, another similar thing to Peng Xuefeng was Zhang Lingfu, the ever-victorious general of Kuomintang. Zhang Lingfu was a trump card in Chiang Kai-shek’s hand. He was born in Whampoa and had been invincible since the expedition, which made the Japanese invaders scared. The difference is that when he said goodbye to his newly-married wife, he was full of ambition. What he never expected was that he would be completely annihilated in the confrontation between Meng lianggu and the Communist Party. Zhang Lingfu liked to write love letters just like Peng Xuefeng. What was different from Peng Xuefeng was that what he carried at that time was not a love letter, but a posthumous letter left to his wife. The bullet penetrated his chest, and the blood dyed the suicide note red. His wife didn’t know the news of his death in the battlefield. Like Peng Xuefeng’s wife, she held Zhang Lingfu’s posthumous son every day and looked forward to his return. She didn’t know the news of her husband’s death until four years after Zhang Lingfu died. Chiang Kai-shek held a grand state funeral for Zhang Lingfu and buried him on the east bank of Hongze Lake, which was opposite to Peng Xuefeng’s tomb across the lake. During the Cultural Revolution, a group of Red Guards dug Zhang Lingfu’s tomb, parted his bones in the streets, and sank his remains to the bottom of Hongze Lake. After knowing the stories of these two people, I couldn’t help gasping. They were both famous anti-Japanese generals and 37 years old at the time of sacrifice. All of them were newly married. Their widow, together with their posthumous son, had been widowed for them for decades and had gone through hardships and lived a hard life. In the anti-Japanese battlefield, they were all indomitable heroes, but after their death, they suffered a tragic experience of digging tombs and burying bodies! What kind of pain is such a situation to their living relatives! And this kind of pain is not the Japanese invaders, but the compatriots of their own country. What makes people lose their nature and become so mad? This is the same root, fratricidal? That civil war which shouldn’t have happened made many people die just under the butcher’s knife of Japanese invaders, and suffer misery under the gunfire of compatriots. More than 60 years ago, how many families were broken and how many people were separated from each other in the shallow Taiwan Strait? If you know the two heroes in Hongze Lake, would they like to see such a situation? No, they would not like it. Mainland Taiwan is an inseparable fellow brother. Yu Youren’s song “Looking at the mainland” generously expressed the aspiration of every Taiwan compatriots. Bury me on the high mountain and look at my mainland. No continent, only crying. Buried me on the mountain, looking at my hometown. Never forget your hometown. Day Gray, wild boundless. Above the mountain, the sorrow of the country. After Yu Yiren passed away, his bronze statue stood on the Jade Mountain, the highest peak in Taiwan. He looked dignified and looked north with his head held high. I don’t know if he saw it. The spring of the current cross-Strait relations has come! Yu Guangzhong said: the source of my blue ink is Miluo River. Yes, the source of our culture is from the same Miluo River. Have you seen the two heroes on the bank of Hongze Lake that the kinship with blood thicker than water on both sides will fill up the shallow Taiwan Strait? The car is galloping, looking back at Hongze Lake, sending a wisp of grief to the hero. May The two heroes on the bank of Hongze Lake meet each other with a smile and lose their gratitude and hatred, and bless China to realize its dream of becoming a powerful country as soon. [2] in the water of Guazhou in Jingkou, Zhong Mountain is only separated by several mountains. The car was driving on the Yangtze River Bridge. The calm river was sparkling by the bright lights on the bridge. This song of Wang Anshi, the spring breeze and the south bank of the Green River, when will the bright moon shine on me. Let my heart be filled with soft touch for a while. Crossing the bridge to the boundary of Nanjing, you can vaguely see the shadow of Zijin Mountain in the distance by the bright light of the bridge. Somehow, the closer I was to Nanjing, the heavier my mood was. I always felt that the haze of that period of history was still hanging over the Jinling City. The disastrous massacre has become history, but I can’t forget it after all. It is not that I am addicted to history, not that I can’t get out of that page of humiliation, but the teacher who never forgets the past and the future. That history has set a monument in my heart that never forgets the national humiliation! After entering the city, the car drove all the way, but my heart was ups and downs. I thought about it, from the Dongwu of the three kingdoms to the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and then to the song, Qi, Liang and Chen later. Jinling, the ancient capital of the six dynasties, was once the largest city in the world. Ten miles Qinhuai, the golden powder of six dynasties, once gathered merchants, scholars and Confucianism. The prosperity of Qinhuai River in ten li was destroyed by Japanese army during the anti-Japanese War. Although after liberation, the government rebuilt the scenery belt of Qinhuai River in ten li and restored the singing and dancing pavilions and Qinhuai painting boats in those years, but I always feel that the pitch of Qinhuai River seems to be sobbing, like complaining to tourists, which is an unbearable history. Arriving in the city and building roads everywhere make people feel more gloomy. After dinner the next day, Su Jiao International had a lecture about studying abroad. During the lecture, the host invited students to the stage and drew the orientation of China and America on white paper. Unexpectedly, the son stood up confidently and accurately drew a map of China on the white paper, including China’s territorial sea, and marked the position of America on the other side of the Pacific Ocean. I know that whenever and wherever, the territory of China will always be clearly engraved in my son’s heart. When he was familiar with graffiti, I taught him to draw a map of China and did a jigsaw puzzle of Chinese territory with him. Since he was a child, I have told him about the splendid Chinese civilization, from Fuxi to Yanhuang, then to the Emperor of Qin, Hanwu, emperor of Tang and Emperor of song, until he was a young schoolmate, guiding the country, inspiring the words, and hitting the water in, waves feizhou stop. Of today. From Guan Guan, the turtle is on the River continent. The Book of Songs has a long way to go. I will search up and down. “Lisao”; From the water of the Yellow River, you can’t see the sky, running to the sea and never returning. Li Bai, who went to Ande Guangsha for thousands of rooms, took care of the happiness of the poor scholars all over the world. Du Fu; From Mo Yixian, the young man’s head was white, empty and sad! Yue Fei, when young people are strong, then the country is strong. Liang Qichao; From Mr. Wen Yiduo’s song of seven sons, To Mr. Fang Zhimin’s lovely China, and then to Tian Han’s march of volunteers. His son pointed at the Chinese territory he drew and told all the students and teachers present loudly that Diaoyu Island belonged to China! In an instant, I was pleased for my son. His words brightened my heart. A beam of sunshine penetrated through the haze above Nanjing City and poured into my heart. If you are young, you will be strong! Don’t forget history and inherit civilization. As long as our culture is there, our country is there; As long as we have our motherland in our hearts, the dream of becoming a powerful country will not be a dream. [3] The two-day trip to Nanjing ended. My son got exercise in this activity and achieved satisfactory results. What’s more, his actions cleared away the depression in my heart on the road of coming time, and made my gloomy heart walk out of Yu Youren’s generous and sorrowful “looking at the mainland”, feeling the brisk of the boat having passed thousands of mountains. Looking back at the Purple Mountain coming from the east, the seven lines of Mao Zedong sounded heroic in my heart. The wind and rain in Zhong Shan turned pale yellow, and millions of great teachers crossed the river. Strategic Dragon jin sheng xi, earth shaking kai er kang. Should be sheng yong up qiongkou, not gu ming learn overlord. Moment of Romance day also old, right path is vicissitudes. 2013.12.2

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Our family spent the mid-autumn Festival in Beijing this year. It happened that my brother just bought a new house and planned to move in the Mid-Autumn Festival. We came to Beijing to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with our parents and a family of 20 people. Such a big family gathered in Beijing, and the old house and new House of the elder brother’s family were spacious enough to play a full role. The joy of moving to another place and the festive atmosphere of Mid-Autumn Festival added a bit of festive color to this big reunion. Beijing, a metropolis with a long history, outstanding people and great wealth, used to think that it was a distant and mysterious ancient capital. Now I am personally on the scene and feel its kindness and harmony. The Beijingers I contacted talked politely and politely. This city with the most contemporary atmosphere has gathered elites and fighters from all over the country. This is the place where people realize their dreams and competitiveness. At the same time, overstaffing is also fully reflected here. The flow of traffic and people will never stop flowing. You have to wait in line for meals, buses and sightseeing. Even if you are impatient, you must have the patience to maintain order. This is Beijing. Beijing on festivals has a special charm. The people on vacation walked out of the nest, no longer rushing to catch the car in a hurry. People smiled and enjoyed leisure. Everywhere is bustling, and everywhere is filled with the joyful atmosphere of festivals. We held the festival dinner in the restaurant. Fortunately, we booked in advance to avoid the embarrassment of waiting. The hotel is like a maze. Under the guidance of the waiter, we came to our private room seven or eight times. Such a large room is very magnificent, with luxurious and personalized decoration and bright and charming lights, which set off the special comfort and warmth. We ordered a meal, and all kinds of dishes came on stage one after another. At this moment, the moon is already hanging outside. With the bright moon, drinking wine, the family said warm words, feeling very comfortable and happy. Our family gathering should be an epitome of countless families celebrating the festival. And the reunion of each family forms a beautiful scenery of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Mid-Autumn Festival means reunion, which has special significance for every traditional Chinese family, so there are so many wonderful blessings and legends. This beautiful wish is enduring, intriguing and enduring.

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It’s getting dark. I felt a little hungry after playing crazily for a long time, so I went back to school. Mom, I’m back! No response, I stepped up my efforts to continue shouting, I am back! A man came out, who was Mr. Yuan’s grandfather. He smiled and said to me, “Your mother is going to have a meeting in the district. She will come back later. Will you go to my house? He came to pull me. I ran away hurriedly, turned around and rushed to the door. I heard Mr. Yuan’s grandfather still saying, “Your mother has been looking for you for a long time. Where have you been playing, and I don’t know where to come back? I can get in the car and. After lunch, I went to the door of the cooperative to watch them slide. The so-called slide is actually a narrow slope on both sides of the high steps. Every day, several children of the same size as me in the village gathered there to compete for the slide. The slope is relatively slow, sitting on it and sliding down, the speed is very slow, sometimes it will not move when sliding halfway, it is really not enjoyable. Someone is smarter than me, throwing some sand on the slope will slide much faster. I imitated others, but I didn’t look like a gourd. Others were crouching on the sand and sliding, while I sat on the sand. It was conceivable that the speed was good enough, A pair of new Sesame trousers made two big holes soon. My mother was so angry that she ordered me not to go on the slide any more. I am also a good guy. I can’t slide, just look at others. -Light don’t practice, no flavor, think or play water. The small stream behind the village is shallow, not reaching the calf at most. The water is shallow, but there are many fun. Small fish, small shrimp, small crab, small Loach, what made me happy most was that I caught a small turtle slightly larger than Rohan beans! The turtle is in my pocket. Running back to school, he kept pressing his pocket all the way for fear that the turtle would be lost. I wanted to show my mother the turtle, but she was not there unexpectedly. I cried with the basketball shelf in my arms: Mom, mom, come back! Mr. Yuan’s grandfather came out hurriedly: Jie Mei, be good. Go home with Mr. Yuan’s grandfather. Your mother will pick you up later. I there listen, Rakes firmly wailing. Mr. Yuan’s grandfather was helpless and circled around me: this child, this child. I still cried, tears and snot covered my face. The villagers nearby didn’t know what happened, so they came to inquire in twos and threes. My mother has a good reputation and is touched by her light. She runs around the village at ordinary times. No matter where she goes, the villagers always pull me affectionately or just hug me to home to eat and play, A Gu’s head was stuffed into my hand. After figuring out the reason, everyone was all happy and wanted to pull me to their home. I was caught in the back. Looking back, it’s sister Hui. She smiled and said to the people beside her, “My mother wants me to take Jie Mei to my house. Jie Yun was fostered in Sister Hui’s home, and everyone thought she was indeed more authoritative, so they threw their hands at the same time. I was reluctant to be pulled by Sister Hui, turning back step by step, expecting my mother to appear suddenly. Think really wronged. More think more wronged. I couldn’t help crying again: Wow, Mom, Sister Hui, little adult advised me: Don’t cry, be good, come home, sister will give you delicious food. Oh? I am not willing to listen: No, no, I want mom! My God, Sister Hui is only 2 years older than me. She is still young after all. She has no idea for a while and is so anxious that she almost wants to cry. I saw that she was so weak that she got rid of it and shouted, “Don’t worry about it! She ran away and let Sister Hui cry: Jie Mei came back, Jie Mei came back into a path. A little proud in my heart, see who of you can find me? There was no sound around, only autumn insects were singing. Moonlight good, according to on body a little cold. Mom, where are you? Mr. Yuan’s grandfather said that mom went to the district for a meeting, but I didn’t know where the district was. I only know the road to the county. There should be not much difference between the District and the city, so I decided to go to my mother and follow this road. Walking, I was scared again. Suddenly, creepy. Don’t cry at this time, when will you wait? So, wail! The road still has to go, crying while stepping up: Mom! Mom! You where. I’m tired, really tired. My stomach growled and cried with me. Already out of the village, Tian fan was on both sides of the road, and there were almost no families. At that time, I didn’t know what 8 Li meant to me at the age of 6. What I was thinking about was that mom would come back soon! Finally, I sat on the ground, closed my eyes and cried. I was confused and didn’t know what I was talking about. Suddenly I felt someone grabbed me. I was full of ghosts, with a scream, I opened my eyes in horror. Not bad, it is a person, a big sister. What’s wrong with you? Under the Moonlight, my elder sister was surprised. It’s you, Jie Mei! As she said, the elder sister turned back and shouted at the back: Mom, it is Jie Mei, the son of teacher Hu. Then I found that there was a small bamboo garden on the roadside, and an aunt came out from the fence door of the Bamboo Garden, the mother of the elder sister. Aunt picked me up and went into the room. Under the oil lamp, I saw books and books on the desk. My elder sister is doing her homework. I stopped crying and answered their questions very obediently. They asked and washed my face, then arranged for me to eat. The elder sister saw that I didn’t eat, so she came to feed me. Too glad that. Too tired. I don’t know anything. When I woke up, I was already at school. Mother is change homework. I shouted loudly: Mom! Thinking of that little turtle, he took it out and showed it to his mother, but there was nothing in his pocket.

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