Every day, the clear river flows forward slowly. An ancient and famous town is divided into the north and south sides by it. The ship master was crossing the mother river in a boat. It was said that his history was as old as this market. At the beginning of the formation of this small town, Du is as small and quiet as the small town. At first, there was no other reward except that several fellow villagers occasionally rolled a local cigarette for him. But he still wrote poems as clear as water for this mother river silently day after day. Gradually, the small town went to Shengrong. Due to the increasing number of people who may need transition, the number of ships crossing the mother river began to increase day by day. Every day from sunrise to sunset, from dusk to dawn, the ship master began to sleep on the ship. Landscape still. The bottom of the river is more and more clean and deeper. The rocks buried by the sinking sand are stretching out from the bottom of the river like bamboo shoots. Through the clear river, people can clearly see the rocks at the bottom of the river standing at the bottom of the water, like a small stone forest. With the decrease of riverbed sand, some of the ships that used to ferry began to wash the riverbed for the needs of the small town. Every dusk, the ships on both sides of the north and south of the ferry berth and rest. Until midnight, the light would not go out, and the pedestrian decided to say: this is Xiaogang. Du is becoming a little old by the small town, and the ferry seems to be shrinking. No, that is the towering buildings on both sides of the ferry disturbing people’s sight. In fact, small towns are becoming the center of everything for people. Many people are increasingly unable to carry the burden and walk. They have begun to sail far away by boat, and the ferry has become the starting point of people’s new life. The ship master gradually felt that the ships of himself and his partners could not meet the needs of people. As a result, he took out his savings for many years, no longer used the traditional rocking slurry type, but replaced it with a motor boat with a motor. As soon as his boat appeared, people passing by on the ferry also felt convenient and time-saving. Those who rushed to the early gathering also took the back of baskets and baskets, we began to carry one load after another. Over time, light had appeared on the rough rock surface of the ferry. Soon, some people began to peddle at the ferry. The stone on both sides of the ferry which had been polished and lustrous had also become the witness stone of the development history of the ferry and the town. Du, no longer lonely. The roar of factories in the small town, the sound of motor boats and the peddlers of the crowd mixed together into a happy symphony. In the early morning, the clear river continued to flow forward slowly. The ship master started the motor of the ship again and began to write newer and more beautiful poems on the mother river at the ferry.

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It seems that there are few palm trees in the town, even in the city, there are not many. Naturally, there are not many people who care about a common tree. It is said to be a tree, which is different from the common poplar, willow, and cinnamon pine trees. These trees have stems, branches, and leaves. Large and small branches support a crown. Time passes year by year, the Crown is getting bigger and bigger. The palm tree could not see the branches, and the leaves wrapped around the tree gradually grew up. Its leaves are a bit unique, and there are a lot of brown hairs near the trunk, and the long petiole stretches out the fan-shaped leaves. There is a small serrated sharp edge on both sides of the petiole. If it is accidentally scratched, the bleeding hole will also be pulled. The flowering of palm trees is more difficult than that of common trees. Peach blossoms and apricot flowers all show some buds on the branches, which slowly burst through the Qiao, and the tender petals gradually open; The fragrant tree is also the new tip of the tender branch, and the rapid and tiny flower buds grow up, even if they are opened, it is also rarely eye-catching. Palm flowering different from. First top extrusion yellow flower sheath, again is a tender buds gradually enlargement, drilled Bud sheath after loose, 1.1 point grew up. Yellow, tender and eye-catching, but its flowers are very small, not as beautiful as big flowers. Looking from a distance, I could only see the yellow on the top of the palm tree. A few days later, when I walked through the bottom of the tree, the yellow and broken small particles fell a circle, which was the withered palm tree flowers. There are many palm trees in my hometown, most of which are in the corners, and few of them are planted in pieces. I only know one of the things that brown trees look like when they bloom. It is difficult to say clearly. But I always remember the way it blossomed, which is better than just remembering one flower. Although no one cared about the palm trees on the horizon and when they would stretch out yellow branches, they would never think of these small palm flowers. There were still many things that could be taken from the palm trees. Cut off the brown leaves one by one, and the brown fur of one horse is a good thing. If you need it by yourself, after drying it in the sun, you will weave the brown rope with the brown wool, and the banker’s family will carry the burden, which is indispensable. It can also be sold for money. Mao Brown is an agricultural and sideline product. Someone buys it. If there are many palm trees, they can also pay some money every year. If they gather together to buy some small things, they can still make do with it. Don’t discard the brown board that has been picked up. The firewood is cut down, the length is the same, and it can be sold after drying. Of course, the price is much worse than that of Brown. Even the seemingly useless Brown leaves are also useful. They can be woven together to make brooms. Although they are not as useful as manger brooms, they are rare things when they are not available. The farmer of the old cow who is heartbroken will use a brown leaf to make it into a dust-like shape, and it is extremely good to beat flies. The tail of the old cow was not long enough, and the flies on his body could not be driven away, so he had to endure the pain of Sting. Someone helped him, and he was sure that even if he hurt, the cow would not run, nor would he be angry, knowing that the owner loved it, he refused to let the gadfly suck its blood. Boat suo li weng, fishing alone trees and snow. For mountain villages, Hanjiang River is a very remote place, which can’t be reached no matter how much you think. But the wind and rain every year are still uninterrupted. Cut off the trees to get a piece of brown fur, which is the perfect material for making coir clothes. It is paved layer by layer, and then connected with thin brown rope, it is best to keep out the rain. Coir clothes and bamboo hats, as for the banker’s family, are inseparable partners. When they need them, they will know that they understand human feelings as well. A new brown-fur Coir can be used for two generations, and it has an unusual use. When the road was built that year, many hills at the top of the house were dug up, and the sand was piled on the edge. A heavy rain and torrents poured down and washed the soil to the ground. I planted some brown trees on the roadside, at that time, the seedlings dug from the old tree were not big, and the thick ones were just grasped. Previous years back home see all one high, but left to spend and possibly years. It’s really easy to think about it. After more than ten years, it should grow into what it is now. Brown trees will also seed after flowering. In autumn, tree seeds turn dark brown. Some elders said that the Army fed horses with palm seeds. They didn’t know whether it was true or not. When they were young, they asked again and again. Moreover, they had never seen horses, and they had seen cattle and pigs, and sheep were rare, when I was literate, I held the book and sang again and again. Pigs, horses, cattle and sheep were the only ones lacking horses. What did horses look like? I have seen them several times in the movie. Since palm seeds can feed horses, that is the best thing. If there are many horses, how many palm trees will be planted? I haven’t thought about these things for a long time. I was wandering on the road some time ago and saw two brown trees blooming with flowers. Some plots woke up together. When I passed by again, the palm tree had been dug away, leaving only two big holes. Roads are being built here, and almost all the trees planted before have been dug away. I hope that I can see the palm trees somewhere next year and see their blooming appearance. Although the flowers of the palm trees are not good-looking, it is also an indispensable hearty flow in their lives.

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You like men with slender fingers, white skin and pleasant voice. You like a man who is poetic, elegant, good at writing, considerate, delicate and humorous. If you think so, he should appear one day. One day, maybe in the misty rain of spring, or beside the tree-lined path in midsummer, or on the dusty fallen leaves in beginning of autumn, or in a fireworks in early winter. You have met him for thousands of times. However, unfortunately, he doesn’t have a pair of slender white hands, nor can he recite poems correctly, let alone be graceful, but you just like it, no matter whether you are smart, wise or elegant, when I like you, you are all the world, and you can’t care about other things. Maybe I owed you in my last life. I met and knew each other in the dark, but some people were lucky and grew old together with that destined person. Some people accidentally missed it, but this time they missed each other for a lifetime. You, who I was destined to lose, must hold me tightly next time.

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