I always feel that something is missing. It’s weird. Why can’t I string some fragmentary things together? It’s a little puzzling, is it because of ideological poisoning? Or is my heart still not quiet enough? Oh! Suddenly I recalled the scene that I had been wandering outside alone for a day a week ago. I went with my temper completely, listening to the soothing light music in both ears and searching for the target on the Internet before departure, once you arrive there, you don’t look at the road signs or the information you have searched. You just remember the names of several scenic spots and hang around. If you encounter a target’s name, you are familiar with it, I will rejoice. At the beginning, I felt silly like an abandoned tramp, but soon I got the wonderful feeling of no depression. It was very relaxed and comfortable. I only cared about the scenery in front of me, you don’t have to be annoyed by the fragmentary words around you and lose the elegance of watching the scenery. The school was so stuffy that I should simply give myself a short vacation of one or two days. The express train was heading rapidly on the road outside the window, I chose the seat in the first row exceptionally. The closer I took, the more stable I was. I really realized that I could enjoy the scenery outside the window all the way. Out! Look at what the Autumn outside looks like, whether it is as good or bad as I expected. The outside world really gave me some unexpected surprises. The thick and floating leaves are stacked one by one, the yellow and red ones are stacked one by one, the leaves are all dry, without any moisture, dry, I, a malicious traveller, stepped on the back of them on purpose, and the rustling sound immediately penetrated into the earmuffs, so crisp! If you give it another fire, there must be a dead body! I thought. I am very bad, but if not, how can I find fun by myself? This bad! It’s better to do it secretly. If there is an affectionate female partner beside you, you will have to break her heart if you step on it, or if you have a partner of the opposite sex, you have to stop your little feet. Although you can’t step on many leaves with one foot, you have to keep a dignified lady image, however, it doesn’t work for me, a careless person. The petals of Bauhinia dance all over the sky, hovering on the head with the wind. Passing the tree, there is a feeling of being surrounded by flowers. I like the flowers of this color, although it is not my favorite lavender, but this flower reminded me of the happy time when I planted dark purple cattail and lavender Gladiator on the top floor of my home. The tree was very neat, standing on both sides of the road, and its tail could not be seen, which made people feel an impulse of getting poorer and poorer. Of course, my impulse came and went fast. Before I really found its tail, I changed my mind. On one hand, I was too tired to walk, secondly, there was a fork in the road suddenly. Why did I look at the nearby of the fork? The building attracted me again. wow, the delicate cottage like a small villa, the door, the window, the roof, a plant in front of the house that was so strange that I couldn’t name it, the twigs scurrying around without any traces of pruning the classical and chic hut, being placed in such a corner that I don’t want to be disturbed, the people living in it must be as quiet as I do! I put my steps very light, for fear that the dream of the sleeping master would be broken when I passed. And that ancient clock was hung in the center of a fancy Pavilion. Look up and see! Why do you always feel that the top of the pavilion is like a hat? Especially the hat made of leaves that I have seen in the countryside in my childhood! Very interesting Oh! Because this place was quite conspicuous and there were so many people, everyone took out the shooting tools they had already prepared and kept shooting there. I also rushed to this photo-taking craze. As a scholar, he was short of money and had no money to buy a camera, so he could still shoot his mobile phone casually. Hee hee ~~ I’m coming, and I will be a PA BA once. That was all strangers, so I didn’t care so much. Taking photos also followed my temper. The Ancient clock was also very special. There were many ancient essays that I couldn’t understand. Although the teacher gave us this course, but when I just got in touch, I couldn’t fully understand the words on it, so I came out a few words, which must be in memory of that hero! I shoot, I shoot, I shoot, I shoot, I shoot, I keep shooting. When shooting the ancient clock, I simply squatted down to completely shoot the looking-up picture of the ancient clock. This action attracted people on the pavilion to cast strange eyes one by one, I was simply treated as a freak. However, after those eyes turned around, they also learned my trick. (* ^__^ *) hee hee! Do whatever they want! I am didn’t want to continue to be a weirdo there, so he chose the angle he needed, so he chose to leave leisurely, leaving the person who was busy with shooting like me. On the way back, maybe I was so tired that I fell asleep unconsciously. When I woke up, I had arrived at the familiar Wanggu resort, and the school gate would be in a few minutes.

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I didn’t know whether he returned home once eleven or twelve years ago. He couldn’t remember clearly. He only vaguely thought that he was walking along the familiar and unfamiliar road that day, walk to the familiar big poplar tree. He remembered that there should be a pond here. The lotus pond in the village had already been filled. He remembered that when he was a child fishing and catching lobsters in the pond, only his partners at that time grew up one by one and lost this idea. So, the lotus pond will be filled sooner or later? In fact, he felt a little heartbroken. The crisp and childish laughter seemed to be still in his ear. He suddenly saw his partner rolling up his trousers and over his knees and asking him to hurry up, because he found another lobster hole. The feeling was that the heartache and confusion time was too eager, and the wind was still ringing in my ears, but the train of the body had started, taking him to the place where he could not come back. He could only borrow some more information from the conductor. In this information, there were not only his voice, but also many old events that he couldn’t distinguish more and more clearly. Just like a passer-by from other places, he came from other places and went to the old way.

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Making a pot of tea from hometown, when the fragrance is getting stronger, hometown will appear faintly in front of us. The tea fragrance may be the same, and there will not be too many changes. Everyone’s heart and hometown will not be the same. In my memory, my hometown is always the way I left. The smell left in my heart was also strong and thick at that time. It is not that there is no change or no change, but that I prefer to keep the beauty of that moment, including all the feelings of getting into my heart. In other words, when I really leave, the influence left is the most profound, it is also the most memorable. Although every time I went back to my hometown later, I felt a lot of emotion, and it seemed that there was always no deep impression that I was reluctant to leave with my luggage in my back, especially when I looked back and felt the squeeze of my heart, it is unbearable and destined to live forever. Most of the time, hometown is a kind of inner feeling, a taste of taste. For example, the preserved fish, preserved meat, pickles and so on brought back by fellow villagers after the Spring Festival every year. One side of water and soil cultivates one side of people, and the native side of people integrates the charm of water and soil into the common flavor without reservation. Whether it is simple or ordinary, it is an irreplaceable local flavor. Every kind of local flavor will make those who leave suddenly remember the local human feelings and nourishment. Tea can be regarded as the most wonderful local flavor. No one gets annoyed and has some leisure time. Even if you are alone, make a cup of tea and enjoy the fragrance of tea, your thoughts linger around in the local picture scroll, and you are not in a hurry or not, it is natural to feel happy with the twists and turns. It would be more wonderful if there were some silk and bamboo concubine. My hometown has always planted tea, which should be regarded as a tea village. I have been familiar with the flavor of tea since I was young. Every year around Qingming Festival, there will be new tea on the market, starting the annual spring tea production. The smell of country and country is surprisingly strong at this time. Wherever it is, it will be fragrant tea. Suzhou also produces tea, and good tea is produced in both the East and the West. When Biluochun is listed every year, many people can’t help it. However, the scaring fragrance produced by the shore of Taihu Lake is high in price and low in quantity. It is not easy for ordinary people to get it. Even if it is elegant, they can only sigh at tea. The tea in hometown is as strong as the flavor, which is a little later than Biluochun. Even the best new tea will not have such a high price. Ordinary people can afford it, and the annual tea flavor is tawny, don’t miss ordinary people. Not only compound in a high-rise have stunning woman, mountain village girl as otherworldly such as Bud wind. Tea and so do. At that time when I lived in the village, I walked around when I was idle. There was a bowl of new tea in one family, and the tea of each family was different, and the human feelings of each family were integrated into it. Saying some gossips and tasting the fragrance of tea can not avoid many troubles. The comfort in a moment still makes people happy. It was such, local in Yun flavor, 1.1 drops accumulation, left, as long as mind Budge, the taste, in partnership with its. After leaving my hometown, I can still drink the tea from my hometown and taste these familiar flavors, which cannot be said to be not a kind of happiness. This kind of happiness comes from the precipitation in the inner heart and the deep-rooted memory. Having lived in my hometown for so long, it can be said that the mountains and ridges have already been portrayed in my heart. Every local flavor has an irreplaceable feeling in the heart and sea. Tea is just one of the representatives. It is also very interesting to recall the local customs and customs of a place in the faint fragrance of tea. Although sometimes, when going into some twists and turns, it is inevitable that there will be some loneliness and sadness, but in the changes of the world, these cramps are inevitable. When there are glamour, there must be something obscure. Every place, every kind of human feelings, even every life scene and time fragment all include everything in the world. Just like the fragrant tea in the Bowl, after the bitterness, it comes back to sweetness leisurely. The bitterness and sweetness are mixed and transformed with each other. The taste of life is in such a mess. If you can sleep with the fragrance of tea and fall into dreams, then you can be sure. At this time, the taste of tea has penetrated into the blood, and the amorous feelings of hometown fill your heart. The amorous feelings of rivers and rivers will be like breeze and flowing water, slowly over mind. In a pillow of tea fragrance, the vitality of the hometown is as full, and the root will grow a new part, gently touching in the wandering thoughts.

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Sitting in front of the computer screen, drinking a cup of warm milk tea, listening to the songs of lads, releasing my mood, recalling how ridiculous my wayward was before, I talked a lot with the head teacher of junior three. I remember he said a word that if you give up your future so easily, then you are not my student, because every teacher wants his students not to give up, and I am no exception. As your head teacher, I really don’t want to see you abandon yourself like this. Maybe I really let many people down. What the teacher said made me feel how cowardly I am now, and how lively and cheerful I was when I recalled the previous I am of Junior two and junior three, it is reality that has changed my dream. I still remember what my dream is till now, that is, I want to be a literate writer. Is my dream too exaggerated, knowing that I can’t do it, I still insist on pursuing it. If I could have the choice, I would rather not go to school earlier than hurt myself in this way until now. The journey of senior high school has made me thoroughly understand, listening, I don’t know how to make myself stick to it any more. The first year of senior high school let me know a best classmate, but a brief acquaintance left a lasting friendship, it was you who accompanied me through a difficult period of time. I don’t know how you are living now. I really miss the time we spent together before, do you still remember the scene when we stepped on bicycles and occasionally had a little accident? Is there also the scene that we only eat bread as lunch in the dormitory every day and go to the dining hall for dinner at night? And every day we bicker together. You often tell me that my Gou has only two teeth. It is gray and fluffy. It only likes eating cabbage, these things seem to happen yesterday. I miss you so much and tell me your fun. I really miss you so much. Qiru, only you can understand what the sadness of listening is, only you know what you need to listen. I am reluctant to give up ten thousand of you. Can’t I go back to the past now? Is everything in the past going to end? I would rather exchange the present time for the previous time. Zheng Qiru, you must be happy. I will always be with you. Do you hear my call? I have no regrets when I know you.

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Maybe it is because I always like to stay in bed in winter, so although it is already February in Yangchun, I still wake up late. Today is Sunday. My mother had a rest. Early in the morning, I heard my mother sweeping the floor with a broom. I opened the door with a bang, and my mother woke me up from my sweet dream with a roar. My hair was dishevelled from the Quilt which had been twisted into a ball. My pajamas were cartoon Pleasant Goat, which was not neat at all. I thought, for a person who didn’t sleep until three o’clock in the morning, it was already a miracle to be woken up or even get out of the bed, because it was only eight o’clock now, and the neighbor who went to work as a coolie had just left the door. I stood in front of the mirror and put on a sweater. It was still very cold in the spring morning. I put on a short cotton-padded jacket, holding panda eyes, and walked out of the room with heavy steps. Indeed, in the spring morning, the sun had already risen high. In the newly built building on the opposite side, the small workers had already been busy. The blender made a loud sound. The two small workers were mixing with cement on the ground, after a while, another coolie came slowly with a mud bucket, pried cement and soil sand with soil, and joked with the Coolie nearby from time to time. Half a ring, carrying a mud bucket full of mud slowly walked to the front of the new house, and handed it to an old master who just spent a lot of money this year. The villagers believed him very much and all said that his craft was good, every family is looking for him to build new houses, which is a little famous in our place. According to my grandfather, one year he caught up with the famine. Every family drank porridge. There were many brothers and sisters in his family, and he didn’t even have a sip of water. He had no choice but to send him to a couple in the neighboring village. When I grew up, I learned the craft of bricklayer with my foster father. It was almost noon, I took out the quilt in the room, shook it evenly, and put it on the bamboo pole of the cold clothes table. When I was young, as long as I basked in the quilt, my nose would definitely bleed the next day, grandma said, the child was so angry that the sun-dried quilt was too warm. He told me not to sleep with my head covered in the midnight. I was always in the quilt the next day, and the nosebleed flowed down the nose to the bed sheet, then when I woke up, the scab with dry nose and blood covered my face. I remember at that time, Grandma always had many ways. During the Spring Festival, the whole pig tail and the meat were cut into small pieces and left to me, she said that there was no nosebleed left after eating, and later she knew that it was the old doctor of traditional Chinese medicine in the village who told her. At noon, my mother cooked the meal. When it came to the dining point, all the dolls in the village went home separately, and those little workers also shouted that they were hungry, I asked the landlady who built the new house in a loud voice, is the meal ready? The woman in that shop looks coquettish. After a while, the men in her family shouted for dinner, and saw those coolies put down the tools they used to do the work ………. after lunch, I packed up the leftovers and helped my mother wash the bowl. Hearing the conversation between two or three people outside, I listened carefully that it was the third grandmother of Qiancun who seemed to be looking for someone to pick tea on her daughter’s Mountain. It was time to take new tea in half a month, every year at this time, women in the village go out to pick tea. My third grandmother is over 60 years old this year, and her eyes are so bright. My second mother said that they couldn’t win when picking tea. It costs at least 2,000 yuan for tea in one season. They said that the daughter of the third grandma was quite rich, and she had a tea field. She earned a lot of money from tea in one season. Her son-in-law was engaged in tea business, which was quite good in the local area. Her daughter’s son-in-law didn’t allow her to pick tea, saying that she could give her the tea if she was short of money. However, her third grandmother was an idle person who refused to say anything and had to go up the mountain to pick tea, last year, in order to pick tea with her daughter’s son-in-law, she locked herself in the house without food or drink. Her daughter’s son-in-law couldn’t beat the old lady, so she had to agree. For this matter, the old people in the village just laughed at three grandmothers for more than half a year. This is not the case. This year, her daughter’s son-in-law was afraid that she would be the same as last year, and said hello to her third grandmother early, She was asked to go to the village to help ask the people who went to pick tea. Let alone that the third grandmother really had a good set. The old and young people in the village all went to sign up. When the sun was setting, I rode a battery car to wander around the street. The Wind in spring was warm without the biting winter. I watched the scenery along the way. In the afternoon near Guangde city, it was very busy. Those people who set up fruit stalls fought with several stall owners nearby when they were free, and the onlookers formed a circle, after a while, a plump middle-aged woman came to call Apple and shouted for a long time. No one responded, shouting, is there any business to do? Half a day later, the middle-aged woman was just about to leave. The owner of the fruit stall squeezed out from the crowd and came. The boss responded kindly. Three or two children played and played, and from time to time there came a burst of laughter …… reflecting the sunset, which was really a different scenery. It was so warm. When I came back, at the roadside of the village entrance, the original three or three people gathered together to talk and laugh, and all of them were scattered. They all went home and began to cook. Not far away, the chimney of each household was smoking …… father also went home from work, squatting in the stove to make a fire. Soon, the fire started, my father took out a pack of cigarettes from the pocket of his coat, touched one, and struck one with a match from the stove. After lighting it, he sucked it in a Big Gulp. My mother was cooking in front of the stove, while nagging my father, my father didn’t say anything, spitting out a smoke ring… I was choked and coughed a few times, and went out of the kitchen… after dinner, the whole family sat in front of the TV happily ………. it was getting dark gradually, and the Twilight was thick ………. there were three or two barking at the entrance of the village, and the happiness was that the passers-by passed. Half a quarter of a clock, there was no sound of dogs, the silent night, accompanied by the bright moonlight ……… when the whole village entered the Dreamland, the original article, Jiang Sise

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When I received the call, my mother told me that they lived in the Villa contracted by my family recently. Although the transportation was inconvenient, the wild Persimmon behind the house turned yellow, and there were also mildew, take time to invite me to the mountain to have a look and taste Persimmon by the way. On Saturday, I rode a small fur stove alone and really went there. I found that there were several strings of wild cat Persimmon on the balcony, whose color had turned red. After pinching, it was soft and found that it was ripe. I took one by the way and found that it was sweeter than ordinary persimmon and tasted good, and there is an unspeakable flavor of fruit. However, there are many cores of wild Persimmon the size of pear, and there are almost three to five cores in each small body. It seems that when the sweet taste is not strong, it leaves slippery cores. My mother took me to the back of the house and found that the persimmon tree was full of yellow dots with bright lights. The yellow color was so fresh that I couldn’t see the effect of leaves, and I couldn’t choose big and small ones either, my mother folded a few branches casually and stumbled down the mountain. Then I prepared a shoe box of wild persimmon, and put two apples in the middle, saying that Apple has the effect of ripening, I hope I can go home to pick the first ripe to eat, slowly digest these wild fruits. In addition to nagging, my mom told me that the mountain spring water on the mountain has the effect of treating hemorrhoids, saying that my dad and mom have recovered from their illness for many years. After I was delighted, I thought that maybe it was not only because of the water quality, maybe wild cat Persimmon plays a big role in this process, because Persimmon has functions of clearing heat and removing dryness, moistening lung and eliminating phlegm, softening hard, quench thirst and promoting fluid production, invigorating spleen, treating diarrhea, stopping bleeding and so on, which can relieve dry stool, hemorrhoids pain or bleeding, dry cough, sore throat, hypertension, etc.

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