For a long time, there has been a deep local complex in my heart. I like the fragrance of soil, the rice flowers and wheat waves in the farmland, and the farmhouse under the shade of green trees …… the sky is just white, the smoke of the kitchen in the farmhouse rose up gently, rising over the quiet village. The virtuous peasant wife began a busy day, and they had to make a good meal at home, take good care of the chickens, ducks, geese, dogs, cats and cats raised in the yard, and maybe even raise pigs. They have to cook the pig food early in the morning, and carefully feed the big fat pigs which are simple and charming like feeding their own children. Those old men went to work in the fields before they had breakfast, or had breakfast happily with their families after finishing the chores in the yard …… they had several farm meals in the farm house. I really admire the skillful hands of the peasant wife! They will stew delicious rice in a big pot, stew kidney beans with potatoes in a big pot, or use a big pot to cook all kinds of cooking dishes with good color, flavor and taste in restaurants in the city. They use big pots to make all kinds of delicious food that you want to eat. Moreover, they won’t make rice cooked, paste cooking, and even make the room smoky. They will bring a meal to the dining table in time and take care of your guests in the city like their own families, you will eat with your sister at that farm table and break your belly. You will give up the idea of losing weight temporarily regardless of loosing and loosing your trouser pockets like in your own home, you will be happy in that farmhouse …… today’s farmhouse is not what it used to be. When you step into the farmhouse with the wooden door with door bolts opened by the owner with novelty, when you look around the corners of the farmhouse with searching eyes, when you listen to the owner of the house saying modestly that the cottage of the farm is not as good as the buildings in the city, you will find out accidentally: it turns out that the cottage of the farm is so clean and elegant! The same floor tile, the same white wall floor, the same TV computer, there will also be a few pairs of slippers outside the door of the inner room, but what is different from the city is that, you may see the photos of the whole family of the owner with frames on the glass board of the cupboard, especially the big photos of the young family will be put into the middle of all the photos, they tend to point to the grandson who smiled brightly in the photo and say to you that this is my nephew dog (note: The local people’s joke about their daughters and children), you will also see several bunches of violets smiling at you on the double-deck French window table …… you can walk out of the cottage after dinner in the farmhouse and experience the smell of the countryside in the yard. Outside the window of the cabin, there is always a fruit tree that can bear fruit, or a peach tree, an apricot tree, a jujube tree, or some other tree, but it always bears fruitful fruits to share with the owner when the crops are harvested. When you look at it, maybe that fruit tree is blossoming in a tree, maybe it is just a shade like a canopy, maybe you are lucky to catch up with the fruits which are full of branches like stars and tell you the story of autumn heavily …… the courtyard wall of the farmhouse cannot stop your sight, you can still see brothers next door carrying water to feed cattle in the yard, you can still see tractors parked not far outside the yard, and you can still overlook the vast cornfield outside the yard wall, looking back at the numerous farmhouses in the village, the lights are already dim. In a trance, you will not know whether you are in the world or fairyland …… the farmhouses, you are lingering in my dream!

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This was the first day after class. After the night self-study, my son walked out of the school gate and saw me and said, “Mom, I finally entered the class of upgrading excellent students. He looked very happy, and I was also happy for him when I heard him say so. When I got home for dinner, my son suddenly said to me: Mom, I feel weak and uncomfortable! How? It won’t be tired! I felt so worried, and then touched his forehead hot, knowing that his son had a fever. I told him to go to bed early, hoping to fall asleep and sweat, which would be fine. It was already late at night, and his father was on duty and didn’t come. I was so worried that my son couldn’t resist it. There would be a class tomorrow, and the key was to take a physical examination. It was over four o’clock in the morning, and I saw that my son was still very hot. Wet the towel with warm water and apply it to my son’s forehead, hoping to cool him down. My son woke up and let him take a few cephalosporins and anti-inflammatory drugs, hoping that he would get better by 5: 30. Nearly 5.5 ten years old, my son got up with no spirit or appetite. Told him to ask for leave today and asked grandpa to take him to see a doctor. He refused to miss class. I had to tell him that I would pick him up early in the evening and use the night self-study time to hang up water. Seeing my son enter the school gate, I really worried about him. My son has a high fever like this, how can he pass the sports test! And sports also account for 40 points of the total score of the senior high school entrance examination! At in the morning, I sent a message to the head teacher saying that my son had a fever and wanted to take him to hang water during night self-study and ask her for a leave. Later, when it came to more than, the head teacher sent a message saying that he just went to the meeting and saw Chen Fei blushing at the door of the classroom. He didn’t go to lunch either. It was better that you could take him to see a doctor earlier. Seeing such information made me feel more anxious, and I was afraid that my son could not hold on. Just today, there was a parent-teacher meeting, which was divided with his father: his father took him to hang water, so I held a parent-teacher meeting. My husband said he would give me the computer bag later! Save you from carrying it all the time. He is considerate to me. On the way, I received a text message saying that the parents of the first two hundred students were having a meeting in the lecture hall, and the time was earlier than originally planned. We hurried to school, and the parent-teacher meeting had already begun. The classroom was full of students and parents. We called out our son. At this time, a teacher just saw us at the door of the classroom and said, “Are you Chen Fei’s parents? Go to the lecture hall there for a meeting, it’s about recruiting in advance. You still have a chance. Hurry up! I followed my husband’s advice and gave the computer bag to him, so I quickly ran to the lecture hall. Sit down and listen to the report, watching others recording, I also want to record, when I see the bag is not there, I have no paper and pen, so I just give up; Then I see someone recording on the phone, I think this is also a good idea. Put my hand into my pocket, Oh, I’m in a hurry. My pocket is empty and everything is in my bag. There are keys, bus cards, money, cell phones and so on on on the door of the rented room, anyway, I am penniless and empty now. I can only listen attentively while sitting there, remembering what should be remembered. Then I went back to the classroom and listened to the teacher in charge, so I took my son’s pen to remember what I should remember. Until the parent-teacher meeting was over, I really realized the feeling that Keys, bus cards, money, mobile phones and so on were not around. I can’t make a phone call without a cell phone. I have to go back to the rented house without a key. I have to go to the hospital to see my son take a bus without a bus card. He can throw money without any points. The dilemma will never be forgotten. I had to walk to the hospital with my son’s schoolbag. The key point was that I didn’t know the hospital, just based on the approximate location my husband told me before. It is said that the road is long on the mouth. If you don’t know, you can ask. That’s the only way I can do. I was tired and hungry all the way, but I was also worried. I didn’t know my son’s current situation. This thing made me deeply understand that I couldn’t put everything together in the future, just like investing in stocks, buying all the money in the same stock, and suddenly one day it collapsed and it was all over. Eggs should be put in different baskets to be insured! When I found the hospital, it was completely dark. My husband said that my son had a fever of over 39 degrees. I really admire my son’s toughness because he is so uncomfortable and has to deal with physical examination. At this time, my son fell asleep with water hanging on the bed. Looking at his sleeping face, his son was still slightly flushed, chanting that he could get better soon. After hanging up the water, my son still had to make up the homework that he had left in the daytime when he came home. He did it very late. He told him that he could do less, but he didn’t want to do that. He always compared thimble and didn’t want to rest until he finished it. The matter related to doing homework was that the teacher in charge of the class told him the next day that one or two questions of the same type could be done. The key was to keep fit first, and the later study would be harder, otherwise, the body will be too tired. But on the third day of the next day, my son still refused to drop the homework assigned by the teacher. Seeing him like this not only makes me feel distressed, but also hopes that he can learn better, which makes my heart entangled in contradictions. But when children are in poor health, as parents, they only hope that their children can be healthy and healthy. Body is the capital of revolution! At that time, it was the time for sports sampling test and model test. As for the sampling test, it is like this: the superior will select any part of the students. If there is a big difference between the measured scores and the reported scores, then each student must pass the test one by one; if the measured results are consistent with the reported results, other students will be exempted from the test, which also shows that the sports work of the whole school is solid and effective. My son was tested on the day when he had a high fever. I was always worried about whether my son could pass the exam. Later, it rained heavily every day for several days, and the original plan of sampling test and model test was postponed. I really appreciate God for the timely rain. With these days, my son gradually recovered to health.

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