June 23, 2014

miss a simple years

Always easy to miss in the windy season, remember that a simple years.
We always away easily, trance between old Tucheng wall, covered with the creeper trail has long been replaced. Memory and back to the summer cicadas chirping in the shade, rich green next season hospitality management degree.
Flipping through the old photo of yellow, how long is the young face before? Photograph of the grandmother or black hair, very simple dress, my brother and I left and right holding grandma, look at the lens blank. At that time, but also and the village kids Manshan run; together after school into the hillside and ghost stories; together in the spring to the mountains to pick the peach pear; together in the early summer pick wild herbs for money to buy food; together in the rain to the mountains to pick mushrooms; go to the river. In the summer dry season; together in the next valley fold under the Gardenia in the paddy fields which grows new roots and transplanting; together to go to the mountain to find the centipede turned over the stone had to change money, occasionally pulls out two snakes, very calm and a bubble wine to drink; together in the early autumn to harvest rice, Maomao let the body itch for a day; in the snow around people together snowball fights, baked egg, peanut eat in the stove, then the snow is very thick very white...... When the summer will be early every morning grandma was finished back half basket of wild fruit, Dojo on every evening to have children chasing dragonflies scene.
Childhood and old together life let me know how thrifty, know how to get up every day to clean the room, you know when they go to the hot food, then about a small partner school. Every night at a kerosene lamp, roll in the yellow light, a process, until finally will face very slender, fermentation of a night, second days of drying in a special bamboo pole, the sun on a sunny good daylight, Hanging noodles made.
Pictures of the little girl smiled sweetly, one way car rental dove leisurely in the broad square looking for food, leap the bed next to the still filled with gas, grandma temples have climbed up the hair, the years will is cruel. In the human face carved wrinkles, no longer young. Now you are eighty years old, thin like a monkey, Gouzhe waist, let I good love dearly.
A few years later with his parents living in Xiaogan, I became an autistic child, a person play, fell in love with the plant. In the house a sow cabbage, onion, cockscomb, wild chrysanthemum, sunflower, cowpea and so on. Wait until the cowpea need of scaffolding, father to accompany me to go to the suburbs to pick up a lot of wooden back, help cowpea can follow the wood growth, they finally open or red or white flowers, finally can pick to eat. The few years almost every day to stay at home, all the focus is spent in the care of the plants. Until finally the landlord house decoration, a truck sand cover in my small garden, was very sad, a lot of effort to No. This section of the old time always remember, at that time I was very touched by autism my father accompanied me to do what I want to do, regardless of the past or the present, he is always support my people.
The old photo always reminds me of the vicissitudes of the bookseller, summer evening he always drag two handcart close to the book, code neat, in the film into a tree hem a booth, shabby clothes and his books, a few pieces of money can buy several books, many children squat see her on the ground he doesn't say, always after the lights on and then dragging his car home. Today, I have a long time no see second-hand the vicissitudes of life. Days and sell books do not come back, then such as bloody summer sky has also been in the mind think constantly of.
Miss the hometown of laughter, miss the past time, then miss you.
The pace of life never leave, I try in the stream of time, back to the past but live for today! Let those things in mind at one point, let the time now, smart living. Never forget is forever, as long as I can make you comfortable life, I miss the past, I cherish now, I love you forever sigelei touch screen.

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June 13, 2014

impulse is the devil

Graduate teaching, I believe in the teacher's dignity, afraid of their own town not students. Therefore, when the class I always love a face, like an old pedant lecturing students, students also love to me. Have been very active students are not active in the classroom. One day in school, I saw Liu Ke the best student in the class. He saw me on the way to run, I am very angry. I think: "this is the best student in the class, how do I so good to him, and he saw the teacher hides it, don't I usually teaching hurt him?" With doubt, I take the initiative to talk with Liu Ke, to let him to say what you feel, I smiled to him and whispered: "Liu Ke, listen to the students said your handwriting is very good, is it? Can help the teacher to write a few words?" I smiled and looked at the student, he was puzzled, vaguely said: "will you teacher laugh ah?" I was puzzled. "I was never laugh? Don't I smile to frighten my good students.?" I want to. vacuum tube I smiled and Liu Ke exchange, the day we exchange special rapport. Liu Ke said: "the teacher you smile make me relax, since that would be better." A lot of what Liu Ke said. His words cut like a sharp knife incision operation I had severe package, I always think that teachers should strictly, the original relaxed smile more beautiful. The day after, I and in the class and all the children are friendly, every smile and their life together. I found many children together to have much good, the child is innocent and lovely. Whether on campus or walking in the school on the road, all the way to hear their cries: "Hello teacher! Hello teacher!" I understand that a smile can narrow the distance between us. Smiling makes us the life of teachers and students become better.
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June 03, 2014

moisten things silently

A cross century grand, remember one sentence moisten things silently, I feel very good. Used to see the world skelter, (the actual it is hold sink) for emotion more feel helpless. See chastity words, then overjoyed Maggie Beauty黑店!
Always thought, what their parents and even grandparents love will be how? "No evil", "mountain ridge in the river for the exhaust, winter thunder, Xia Yuxue, is a dare and the king must" is a kind of, but it is just the lover see mountain, after all the somebody else out of this rhetoric, it is "want to know about you"; "" "Jun Hua Shan Ji is composed of in both Lennon died, angelica Shui Shi? Huan if see mercy, as you open the coffin "is a kind of gratitude and love, but it is hard to say. And moisturizes things in silence ", but the some truth.
Life, not just the joy, also not only sorrow, who understand life, never lose faith in yourself, also not be lost on the joy of life. A miss is capitalist, an illiterate man, two parallel lines will intersect in the historical environment, half a catty of eight two, who did not need to abandon who, at first glance, there is little "match". But, as long as there is a portal view, there is necessarily the highs and low. Therefore, the people are all high adult stepmother; low, became a stepmother who haven.
Safe harbor can take shelter from the wind, do not look at the high and low range, only to see if there is no "jump in the fire pit" courage. Such is life! In the entertainment of others at the same time, also its own achievement.
A lady with big, whether it is a blessing or a curse?
maggie beauty 黑店 In the story, Jack was lucky; life is happy, the old river! No one wanted to, now few people feel, such a thing is happened!. The achievements of the parents is history, is life sharpen out parents, is to test the parents years. Only such, once met, eventually become pass, finally into me, I have you overcorrect.
Have to say, "parents love" worth seeing! For those who love to play rascal by name, take responsibility as an excuse the numerous living beings know -- what, what is the play, what is to! Through the shy, through life dissatisfaction, later, you'll find out, the wealth, only years can earn, less any step, are not complete. Love's not catch, annoying to throw off, this is the life. It can be serious, confused, just walked resolutely, towards the established distance.
Only at the end of the life, know oneself is the most happy person, feel grievance is happy for him. And this causes their grievances, but at first. Hurry, we initially discontent is the old river big, illiteracy and bad habits, it is really great. Think carefully, the story is no big conflict. The elegance of the city life, and eventually into local culture; people in the country, has become the city people. In one family, who also do not lose!
The masses of the people, are good! For the history, the story does not avoid. And to face the anti rightist, the cultural revolution, in improving the hero's personality charm, but also moisten things silently.
And once, tomorrow will forget? Who let the, parents love, they never say, we will not guess. Who stage, acting on its own, but the curtain call, next to a loved one Maggie Beauty黑店!

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