I have been farming all my life, and I don't like mountains or love the water.
I am lonely and cold, looking for dreams, and I lie in the cold summer.
The smoke of the river's lake ferry is gone, and the source of the years has faded.
Chaos is endless, and the end of the world is hidden!
Postscript:
It's the Dragon Boat Festival again. My father's birthday is always one day later than the Dragon Boat Festival. I remember that year the company went home on holiday to spend the holidays with parents. One morning after the Dragon Boat Festival, I went to buy a big cake for my dad and a plush toy for his birthday. A lovely dog, a barking dog, joked that he was away from home and could not stay with him all the time. Actually, it's the same.
Dad is a simple farmer. My impression is that my father is unknown, hardworking and never complains. Even if life is hard, he just works silently at sunrise and stops at sunset. He will accompany me to play chess at night and even teach me to play chess. It's not terrible to win or lose without regret. The terrible thing is that he doesn't have the courage to continue to fight with me. Now that I think about it, I have had a hard day, and I don't know if there will be this tolerance. This may be the difference between parents and children. Parents are always selfless to their children!
Dad doesn't read much, but he makes detailed plans every year before the spring planting and autumn harvest. People often say that farming depends on God's mood, but you can't cram for the Buddha's feet at the last minute, which will only make you suffer. Yes, I have seen many examples in books, and I have a deep understanding in study, examination and work. However, dad doesn't read much!
The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind will not stop. I have already gone to work, and there are still thousands of words, so I won't write!
2065438+May 28, 2007