This poem comes from pension information and was published in August 2020.
Lack of clothes and food is really shabby. Just before school. I go to school to read books. At that time, school was too difficult. The desks are made of wooden boards, and the stools are brought from home. I didn't look at the time at school. Farmers have astronomical eyes. The Big Dipper set the time, and the cock crowed twice. I wore a cold cotton-padded coat, and I didn't wear it until I warmed up. There was no electricity at school at that time, so I brought kerosene lamps. You can watch it after reading it early. Everything is small. There is ink, pen, paper and inkstone. The poor have no money in their hands and chase their parents. At this time, the old man was embarrassed. Let you collect an egg from the henhouse and take it to the store for exchange. Recalling that I was too poor when I was a child, in order to reduce the burden on my family, it was convenient to eat and wear in summer and easy to eat in autumn. Winter is really miserable. There is too little cotton and clothes, so we huddle in the corner to keep warm and go to school. The bowl was hot for a long time, and my ears, feet and hands were frozen rotten, and the back of my hand was cracked into a pig face. Even if I bleed, I stick the surface soil up and have never been infected. I wore a cotton-padded coat directly on my body, and I was ventilated on all sides. When the weather was warm, I changed into a light coat. I took out the cotton and continued to wear it. The saddest thing is winter, but children are looking forward to winter every day. Father went to the market for the New Year, selling eggs and Chili noodles, and the market turned at both ends, waiting for the meat to be cheaper. At this time, snowflakes were flying all over the sky, and the price of meat dropped by a few cents. He bought a catty and a half and hurried home. He didn't forget to buy paper money at the corner. No matter how poor you are, you must worship your ancestors first. He is kind and sensitive. He was very sad when he recalled it. After drinking rice soup, he licked the bowl. This phenomenon is common in every family. I went to pick up dung balls during the winter vacation and scattered them in the wheat fields after the year. It is very important to have a game in Chun Xue. In June, the wheat was golden and harvested. Food consumption has improved, but the economy is still very difficult. There is no choice in culture and entertainment. In the village, not everyone can play with the basketball board and the basketball teacher. I want to buy toys, but I don't want to roll mud eggs together in summer, play gyro in winter, smoke gyro and throw my hands and back. Next to them are a group of people kicking tiles. The toys are simple and the laughter spreads from village to village. Although life is difficult, it is also optimistic. After the gathering, there is a food stall, and it is rare to have half a handful of peanuts. After eating a spoonful of mash, I put it in my mouth, satisfied and smiling. When you go home, you are not idle. You carry water to feed pigs and push grass to pick dung. Sometimes I go to grind my noodles at night and turn to half when I sleep. In order to eat enough, life is far from perfect because there was no pollution at that time. Now, I think of my childhood again, as if it happened yesterday. Today, food and clothing are better than before. When I think of my childhood, I have tears in my eyes, and I have been running around all my life, seeking change. Suddenly, I recalled that I was an old man. Time flies, my generation is nearly sixty. Although my life is sweet, I will never forget my childhood. I forgot that the past was betrayal. The days when parents were indifferent and happy were long gone.