On Sunday afternoon, I picked up my first-year son from primary school and went home from the extracurricular interest class to doutan Park. My son sitting on the back seat of the bicycle saw a classmate in the park, shouting to play games with my classmates, I parked my bike on the roadside in the park, and my son shuttled through the woods with his classmates with a toy gun he just bought, running on the grass and chasing between the pavilions, I just watched from a distance. After a while, that classmate was tired of playing. He said goodbye to my son and went back to his own home. I thought it was time for my son to come back to me, but he ran away alone and couldn’t see it in a flash. I waited for a while and still didn’t see his son back. Where will my son go? There is no fence between the park and the outside world, and you can go out all around. There is a busy road when you go out. And will the people who go for leisure in the park be taken away by strangers? The more I thought about it, the more scared I was. I called my wife immediately. My wife was taking advantage of the weekend break to catch up the project in the unit. After answering my phone, she hurriedly grabbed the work at hand and rode a bicycle to this side. In my anxious search and waiting, cloud feet swept over. It was cloudy, and then it rained heavily. My wife and I met each other in the pavilion shed in the park. The result of the discussion was that the possibility of my son running with strangers was extremely low. He should know the way home, and the possibility of going home by himself was very high, I stayed where I was and kept waiting. My wife went home to wait. However, even if he went home by himself and had to cross three streets and three crossroads with heavy traffic, could he do it? Besides, it is raining so heavily? This is the end of the matter. The rain was a little small, and my wife rode a bicycle to the direction of home in the rain. After about ten minutes, his wife called: his son had already waited at the door of his own house, and he arrived at the door before the rain. My running son annoyed me very much. Fortunately, there was a false alarm. When I got home, my wife was holding a short wooden stick and rebuked her son angrily: why did she run around alone? Thugs or spanking? My son muttered in a low voice: my classmates all go home by themselves, and I also want to go home by myself. Wife: Do you know how dangerous there are so many cars on the road? Son: before crossing the road, look left and right. I can do it. Wife: then you should also tell dad. Son: I am afraid that my father won’t let me go home by myself. That’s right. Parents are always not allowed to do this or that. They always take care of everything. They think they have done a lot for their children’s growth. In fact, in all kinds of care, the intelligence and innocence of children are eliminated, and the independent personality of children is strangled. This is the thing. My son went home safely in my fear and grew up in my troubles. (2009 nian 5 yue)

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When you think of your name, you will feel painful when you see your name. The familiar words are unforgettable feelings. Like the grass blown by the wind, more or less there will always be traces left. Like the statue eroded by acid rain, we can always find the relics which are not perfect. Regret, regret, loneliness, disappointment, heartache again and again make the original childlike innocence vanish little by little. Gradually I realized that the epiphyllum was in full bloom only for a moment, and the charm of the moment gave people infinite nostalgia and enjoyment. And should our story be like a flash in the pan? No, I don’t want to swim in my memory all the time. How much I am want to continue this precious thing. Great men always adjust their emotions and are good at choosing. They know that there are still many windows to go after the door is closed. However, I am an ordinary person. This is the difference. Although I tried very hard to continue, I had to try to forget and forget. When I think of your name again, I will not recall it any more, but just smile gently. He is really good. Why bother yourself, stay away from heartache and disturbance, and there is no dispute between love and hate.

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(1) winter fruits can smell the fragrance. The moment I bent down and pinched the onion leaves under the fruit tree, my nose smelt the fragrance of winter fruits on my head, so I couldn’t help shouting happily. (2) it is the smell of wine. Children in the House respond to each other again and again. (3) is it? I concentrated, moving my nose, and the fruit fragrance came again, yes! Is wine! Why didn’t I care? Maybe it is because children pick and eat these days and taste fruity. (4) These days, the winter fruit began to turn yellow, which was less green and seemed mature and moist. Fruit leaves become dull and rough from the fresh and bright summer, with black spots one by one. The thick and thin veins on the leaf surface are clearly visible, such as the vascular on the back of the old man’s hand. Fruit leaves have exhausted their lifetime of youth and bred dozens of solid porcelain fruits. (5) walking out of the house and walking in the yard, no matter how busy I am, I always have to take a look at the fruit on the winter fruit tree. When my heart is happy, happiness will rise up to my eyebrows. Looking at it, I feel that winter fruit is very cute, as if they should be the symbol of happiness and happiness, such as spring couplets, lanterns, gongs and drums. In my spare time, I couldn’t help standing beside the fruit trees and looking up to appreciate them one by one. The winter fruits were well-proportioned, and the Peel was covered with brown dots. The naughty child rolled on the sand, and his whole body was covered with sand. (6) after Frost fell, winter fruit was tempered by several frost, which removed the original hard and rough temperament and made the taste smooth. The taste of winter fruit is sour, sweet, delicious and strong, with the aroma of wine accumulated by deposits and fragrance overflowing. (7) in winter, the peel and pulp of the winter fruit turn to brown or dark brown, frozen into ice fruit, which should be soaked in cold water for a while, and a thin layer of ice will come out from the whole body of the fruit. Remove the borneol, the pulp has melted, the juice overflows, and the juice is sucked. It is icy and mellow, and sweet and sour. Winter Fruit heat is the fruit that the elderly especially like to eat for people with deficiency of spleen and stomach. (8) this winter fruit in the garden has been planted in my home for the sixth year. This year is the first time that it has blossomed and fruited. There are dozens of them in one knot, and each of them is sturdy and big. (9) the spring was chilly that year, and the heavy snow came one after another. My life struggled in the cold attack. Sitting on the kang, looking out of the window at the cloudy days and raging snowflakes, I waited day by day for the time of willow green and red flowers. In late spring, my husband asked my child’s grandfather to buy two fruit trees in the market and plant them in the small vegetable garden in the yard. He also told me to buy a winter fruit tree, saying that I could not eat cold fruit, winter Fruit is hot. (10) The winter fruit tree just planted in the garden has a small trunk, about one meter high. Agricultural proverb: Peach three apricot four pear five. I don’t know if winter fruit belongs to pear or what kind is next to it? It took me five years to blossom and bear fruit. When new leaves grow every year, winter fruits will suffer from insect bites and drop some fresh leaves, which makes people feel painful, so they have to spray fruit medicine for treatment. For example, this winter, the fruit trees are luxuriant with thick branches. I watched the winter fruit trees specially planted for me grow tall and thick day by day, and my inner physical strength also grew stronger with the winter fruit trees. (11) this year, winter fruit trees blossom and bear fruit. My words are also like birds with just full wings flying test, passing over the eaves and dwarf trees. As long as it blooms and bears fruit, as long as it takes off, the blue sky and white clouds above the head summon the exciting soul, and all things on the Earth nourish a green soul. Although it is not as good as the Eagle, as long as you can fly out of your beautiful figure and your own beauty. (12) winter fruits are mostly grown in orchards and wilderness, which are often not planted in residents’ small homes. Winter Fruit trees have been brewing the essence of the universe for many years. They have suffered a lot of cold and snow and endured the embarrassment of fruitless year after year. But once the fruit trees bear fruit in winter, they will have the momentum of running endlessly. After years of fruit, they can stand on the Earth for hundreds of years. Moreover, the older they are, the smaller the fruit is, the more mellow the fruit flavor is. (13) The winter fruit is about to mature, and the Frost drops, the fruit flavor will be more mellow, and the taste will be more cool. Written on September 20, 2014, Zan (prose editor: Ke Er) the 30th year of my WeChat era

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