Is there a place where you can feel warm when you are sad? Think of it when you are at a loss, and you will realize it immediately; Think of it when you are lonely, and you will feel that you will never be lonely. ...
That place is located in the mountainous area, the house is made of mud, and the road is muddy. When it rains, the road is very muddy. I spent my childhood there. I live in the city now and often see the wonders of high-rise buildings, but that place will always be the most beautiful and warm place in my heart.
In spring, unknown flowers will quietly open on both sides of the path, and the sky is blue and pure. Grandparents will plant seeds in the fields, and those two figures that make me warm little by little become more and more curved and blurred. I'm afraid that one day I won't see such a body, and spring has passed in hope and panic.
Are farmers busy in summer? In the evening, grandma will take me to the river ditch to wash clothes. She will find me a bottle and put some rice in it, and the little fish will get in. This is the greatest pleasure of my childhood. The cicada cries tirelessly in the tree, and you will feel very upset when you hear this cry. Grandma told me that cicadas can only live in summer. They have been waiting in the soil for a spring, an autumn and a winter, expecting only the value of live high in a few short months. Who would have thought that an old man who had never been to school explained the truth of life better than any textbook? Summer passed inadvertently in childlike interest and meditation.
In autumn, my grandparents are busy harvesting. They are afraid of cutting my hand and never let me help. Every day, the two old people are ashamed, and Cang Sang's face looks even more vicissitudes, so autumn is spent in the busy. Winter is the busiest. Grandma will be busy buying new year's goods and cleaning up the house. I will also leave my wallet in jiaozi and jiaozi. Grandma said, I will be rich next year after eating this money. Grandma always tells me secretly that there is money in that one.
After the New Year, I will go back to the city. The snow on the ground didn't melt, grandma hugged me, and I didn't cry. Feeling her temperature, I really don't want to leave. As soon as I got on the bus, my tears burst. When the bus started, I suddenly ran back and saw the figure still waving ... waiting for me.
There is a place where I want to go back and share my happiness when I am happy. When I am sad, I want to go back and get a little comfort.