I remember in 2003, I was exhausted physically and mentally, and told my leader to take a long vacation for half a month and go back to my hometown. When the car turned a corner and saw the familiar mountains and waters in my hometown, it was like taking a sip of cool spring water in hot summer, which made me feel refreshed and relaxed! The familiar local accent, the delicious food cooked by my mother and the cordial greetings from my neighbors have warmed my tired heart.
One thing that surprised me when I went home this time was that all the rural laborers went to work in cities, and all the young and old stayed at home, and most of the fields were idle. Talking about this with my father, I feel heavy and helpless, and I am even more worried about whether these children can grow into a sound person without their parents' roles. I was shocked, sad and sad to see Zhang's introduction of local poems in Reading magazine in May. I saw the poet highlight the real life of rural farmers' children in China with objective and cruel brushstrokes. Now copy some poems.
work overtime
Son, mom is still with the machine at midnight.
The machine doesn't sleep, and neither can mother.
My mother is sometimes absent-minded, thinking about you and my mother's heart.
You can have a good sleep now.
If you have your mother around, kicking the quilt will keep you warm.
Grandparents are old and their strength is as light as a balloon.
I can't always take care of you. They also need someone to take care of them.
Son, you dreamed of your mother again.
Grandpa said there was dew in your eyes when you slept.
He covers you with a quilt. After all, you can't write cursive.
Legs and feet can only be as slow as block letters.
On that occasion, grandpa carried a bucket of water and fell for a long time.
Son, mother touched the cold machine.
Can't warm my heart like touching your forehead.
Mom's hand was distracted by you for a minute, and then she was bitten out of blood by the machine.
Niang corrected the darkness of the night with red ink.
Mama development gallery
Mother has never learned to cut hair.
But developing a gallery in the city
Summer vacation is finally over.
The village threw the children into the city.
I saw a mountain of smiles on my mother's face.
It's all given to strange men who come in and out.
Not just give yourself a smile.
The son's growing smile.
Completely waste.
Underground childhood
Hanging out in the city with my parents.
Sleep in a small basement
Bend your life like a root
Bend inward and bend outward.
Sleep in the center of the earth.
There is still a place to sleep.
Happier than a wandering childhood sleeping on the street.
The distance between relatives
The furthest distance in the world has become
The distance between relatives today
Working parents opened the village.
The kicking distance is very painful.
Left-behind children grow up without their parents' hearts and tears.
Working vagrants and cities run together in the whirlpool of rice bowls.
Elderly parents left it in their hometown for several years.
The distance between children and parents is measured in thousands of miles.
Also known as the distance.
Children actually become the distance between parents.
The distance between families may be equal to the train.
It may also be equal to two cities.
It may also be equal to the sun and the moon.
Chinese New Year can shorten the distance between relatives.
But the power of time is too small.
You can't pull close relatives together.
Money isolates people.
The homes of the poor are often in ruins.
Every grain of sand hardened the tears.
Be rational
Mom borrowed it from a factory in Dongguan.
It has been borrowed for four years.
Dad borrowed it from a construction site in Shenzhen.
I borrowed it for three or four years.
If you borrow it, you won't pay it back
Where can I borrow something like this?
Besides, I borrowed it from my parents.
Wise Linlin.
Twelve.
Illuminate grandparents
Smile at grandparents.
Warm their old age with a smile
The schoolbag carries the sunshine on the teacher's blackboard.
left-behind?children
Their parents may be called Guangzhou.
It may also be called Shanghai.
Their mother may be called Shenzhen.
It can also be called Beijing.
left-behind?children
Become as slow and quiet as an old man
The only toy in childhood is loneliness.
Parents leave loneliness to their children.
Loneliness is forced to grow up quietly.