Problem description:
Try to choose ordinary little things that can impress people.
Analysis:
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It has been more than ten years since this incident.
I am six years old. Because I saw my eldest son's fourth uncle for the second time, his interesting braid disappeared.
It was between summer and autumn. It seems that I haven't been to school yet. My mother is afraid that I will fight with Ruilong and others when I play outside, or eat indiscriminately, and I will sit next to her every day. No one is allowed to go out except taking a bath after dinner and taking five pence with my eldest brother to buy jelly from the teachers' college at the gate! As for why you can eat bean jelly again? That's probably because my mother knows that ten yuan bean jelly is rose sugar, so she won't get sick after eating it. The epidemic was really fierce at that time. According to Ruilong's mother, Liu, a family of four, began to get sick on the 15th and died in less than three days!
We sat on mats in the small yard behind the main house. Mother showed me a bunch of squares from a small black iron box. She put a hemp basket on her lap. The wind running in the alley is cold and soft, which makes people sleepy easily. I fell on the mat, and my mother always stopped what she was doing and brought me a cattail leaf fan to catch rice mosquitoes who like to stay on people's faces. Sometimes my mother will sleep until my eldest brother comes back from school with a schoolbag under his arm and complains that he is hungry. Then, I will be late for dinner again!
Dad seems to have stayed in the old house in Jiangjiaping in the countryside for a long time, and one day he suddenly asked his fourth uncle to pick us up. The meaning of the fourth uncle is not clear, probably because he smells the epidemic in the city. Mom said nothing. She knows that the elder sister and the second sister are in the village, so I naturally have my own cooking. I only told my fourth uncle that eldest brother was not allowed to take a bath in the country stream.
Because eldest brother came back a little late the other day, his braid is still wet. I knew he must have bathed in the river with some classmates and gave him a good beating. Fourth uncle is the eldest son. He is not fat, but he is thin. Mom always said that this is a man who can walk. It's 120 miles from Tongren to my Phoenix Emperor. He can start early in the morning with a burden of 60 pounds and arrive without wiping. How can this not be cruel? When he got home, he went to the kitchen to boil water and wash his feet. That night, we ate beef fried with pumpkin.
Mother picked up the dish and advised him. He chose beef without Chili and put it in my bowl. What a good fourth uncle!
At that time, people were really small, and my eldest brother and I were still sitting on a laundry list for our fourth uncle! Although the eldest brother is five or six years older than me, he doesn't seem to be asymmetrical on his fourth uncle's shoulder. The countryside is more than forty miles from the city. Mother was worried that the sun would make us sick, so we set off as soon as it turned white. When we arrived at Dongtangshan, the sun was still red, and we had already walked halfway. When we got to the top of the mountain, our fourth uncle took us out and let us pee alone, so we all sat under a big thorn oak tree to rest. There are countless small stones on the branches of the tree, and there is a small house made of stones on the left side of the tree. The fourth uncle explained to us that the small house is a land of mountain gods and is designed for people who drive mountains and hunt wild boar; The stone on the tree is tired: anyone who walks a long way will be tired as long as he puts a stone on the tree. But when the eldest brother asked him why he didn't put a stone, he kept silent.
His braid is thin and long, just like his body. It turned out that I wore a straw hat on my head. I don't know if the braid is long or if he is too casual and always falls down. When I'm at the end behind him, the tip of the braid will keep dangling over my head.
"Non-success son, stop that now! Pull me away. No! "
I stretched out my hand and pulled his braid, but he always said so kindly.
"Siman, are we there?" Eldest brother asked in a hurry.
"Quick, quick, quick! Brother Yun is in no hurry. Why are you so flustered? Watch me run! " He walked a little faster, and big brother had a headache again.
He laughed at his big brother all the way.
At that time, my father was chatting with my aunt's fifth uncle and fourth aunt sitting on a small stool in the middle of the yard. My aunt hasn't seen me for two years, so she hugged me and kissed me again. Dad asked us if we were hungry again. In fact, we swelled up after eating liqueur and rice tofu on the way. As soon as the light turned on, I saw my sister, my second sister, and my sister, my sister, my sister, my sister, my sister.
In the evening, my elder sister and I waited until menstruation's room went to bed.
The village is much more interesting! Nothing. It's hot, and there are few mosquitoes at night. After a long time, my sister seems familiar with everything. The next morning, she took me to the sheepfold to see the white sheep sleeping smaller than the cat. The cows in the cowshed were looking at their breasts with their necks crooked.
We went to the bamboo garden to see bamboo again. At that time, I thought bamboo was really a strange thing. It turns out that the bamboo in the city is generally so big that it is amazing to sell meat in a butcher shop to make money! But those bamboos in the back garden, when the elder sister taught me to try to hold them, I couldn't get my hands mixed up. Mangu also picked a dozen peaches, ready to sneak to the garden ridge. Then we ran to the stream outside the gate and picked up a bag of flower mussels.
Everything is novel: for example, a dozen white ducks fed by Uncle Wu will fly from the pond to the ravine. Fourth Uncle, when they went to shoot fish in the stream at night, they took a torch and a sickle without any nets. My aunt fed seven or eight pheasants. They can fly to the house and climb trees, but they can't fly. Moreover, as long as you hold a handful of corn in your hand and stir it slightly in your mouth, they will rush to your side. Everything smells. During the day, we go to the nearby village to play. At night, we always sit in the yard and listen to my aunt's story about shooting wild boar and badger. My aunt is very kind. When we sleep, she often takes out fried rice, chestnuts and crispy beans from the big oil pot for us to eat!
The peaches on the ridge in the back garden are ripe, and Mangu always steals them for us several times a day.
Dad doesn't come out much, and the fourth and fifth uncles don't talk much. Sometimes when I meet my aunts, they just smile and say, "Xiao E, you forgot to complain about your stomachache again! I really don't listen-YunEr, don't listen to your aunt, eating too much is bad for your stomach! Take me with you, or you won't eat chicken legs at night! "
It doesn't seem to be very close to the place where there is a market in the village, but there is generally no meat in the small village except once every five days. Therefore, we eat chicken almost every day, but when I was young, the chicken's thigh always belonged to me.
What we like most and are afraid to see are the grindstones and automatic waterwheels on the southwest dam; Uncle Wu is in charge of this factory. The round grindstone fixed on the stake just turned and turned. Uncle Wu is like a man selling ashes, covered in chaff, just holding a broom and sweeping the people who ran out of the grinding trough between the rotating grinding stones. He didn't seem to be in a hurry. When the millstone came to him, it jumped up and made way for the millstone. We are worried about him and admire his courage. The waterwheel also smells, and it is made of some bamboo poles that are seven long and eight short. Its purpose is to irrigate fields higher than streams.
Some big ones are bigger than houses, and some small ones also have a big basket bed. One by one, they stand near the highway, turning quickly for the urgent water in the stream, and some even make strange and ugly noises, lifting water from the bamboo tube beside the car and pouring it on the crane (3). What it is afraid of is that when the water in the barrel overflows or overflows, the water will slam on the road, and your clothes will be soaked if you are not prepared. We stood in the distance, watching passers-by rush by with their heads in their hands. Although Mangu is only four years older than me and used to it, she dares to walk around below. Both elder sister and elder sister know that the car is sold after overflow. Needless to say, it is not afraid of water!
Just me and my eldest brother and second sister, we dare not try anyway.
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I remember a song that goes like this: "All mothers in the world are the same …" Yes, they all work hard for their children and send them to take care of them. That time I experienced this kind of hard work personally.
It was a Saturday afternoon, and my mother took on housework as usual. On a whim, I insisted on taking part in the labor, but my mother was forced to agree. However, she only asked me to wash dishes and mop the floor. Watching me grow up in sports, I know my mother is very distressed.
According to my mother's usual practice, put hot water first, then pour some detergent, soak the bowl and basin left and right with a cloth, wipe it first and then brush it, and look at countless bubbles, feeling a little happy! But not long after, "the enemy is in sight"-the rice residue left on the bowl kept resisting, and I tried my best to "cut the grass and get rid of the roots". Finally, I entered the last process. I replaced the washed mixed water, put some clean water in it, and washed the washed bowl again. At this time, I found that many bowls were still greasy. Obviously, I was still a novice. Helpless, have to.
In contrast, mopping the floor is much harder. Because I was young at that time, my palm could only be compared with a doll. I always turn off the mop, so I have to wipe it with a cloth. The first sanitary corner stumped me. I grabbed the cloth with my hand, but I couldn't wipe it off. Just when I was at a loss, "I'll teach you." My mother put down her work and wiped it with a wet towel. My mother said to me in a comforting tone, and then she did her own thing ... and finally cleaned the first trip, but I still couldn't help feeling "infighting" at my waist. As my feet joined the team, my hands were crumpled with torture. I sat on the bed, stretched myself, wiped the sweat from my nose, and began to clean the second time. ......
A standard mezzo-soprano voice on the radio interrupted my thoughts: "Once upon a time, a young man stole his mother's heart in order to win the favor of a witch. When he fell down while running, he said to himself, "Son, are you hurt ..." "Yes, there is always a kind of love that will make you cry. .......
The past can't be forgotten.
The past, like smoke, is gone forever. If I can start over, I won't leave any regrets. ..............................................................................................................................................................
Grandpa is gone, gone forever. No matter what I called him, he left me.
He's gone and will never come back. The rain came down, and it was the rain that saw him off.
He left. I miss him every night, so I have to secretly cry and wet half my pillow.
In my memory, my grandfather was thin and dressed in blue. Walking up and down the path in front of my house ...
Once, neighbors threw wedding candy when building a house. When we build a house here, we always throw candy at the end of the project for good luck. Grandpa got up early in the morning like a child. Wait there early to get the candy. For this reason, the adults laughed at Grandpa, but Grandpa ignored him. He was still fighting with a group of children there. I managed to catch a few, but he couldn't bear to eat them. They are all hidden under his pillow.
The next morning, grandpa called me to his side and took out some candy pestles hidden under the pillow: "Le Er, eat these wedding candy!" " "Say that finish, he gave me those sweets. I didn't care much about his candy at that time, but I took it and said, "Thank you, Grandpa!" " "Make grandpa laugh happily. I secretly sighed in my heart: Grandpa is so stupid. You can fool him in a few words. When I got home, I saw many delicious cookies at home, so I forgot the candy my grandfather gave me.
Whenever I see interesting things like chickens and small fish, I always tell my grandpa. Grandpa always touches my head with his big rough hand and says, "Look, Le Er, the chicken is looking for bugs in the grass. Once someone tries to hurt it, the hen always tries her best to protect it. How the hens love them! Don't your parents love you too? Le Er, when you grow up, you must honor your parents! " Say that finish, also looked at me meaningfully. But I nodded as if I understood what he said. Grandpa looked at it and smiled happily: "Good boy, grandpa didn't hurt you for nothing." You secretly rejoice: Grandpa is so stupid that a little trick can convince him.
Now, grandpa is gone.
Why, until now I can understand his good intentions?
Why do I understand now that the candy I left behind is full of grandpa's sincere love for me?
Why can't I understand that grandpa taught me not to forget that my parents brought me up in ups and downs?
Why can't I understand that grandpa, who is not stupid or stupid, treats his baby granddaughter with a true and pure heart?
Why? why ...
Do you really have to wait until you lose it before you know how to cherish it?
Unexpectedly, I can't accept it, but my kind grandfather has become my eternal memory. But today, the image of his old man's house is still so clear in front of my eyes: thin, wearing blue clothes, holding his reluctant candy in his open palm. ...
The past cannot be forgotten, nor can it be forgotten.
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