His wife, the calendar is still turned over page after page, the calculation of the days I go home, although the school is not home far, but not too close, only on weekends, to travel dozens of kilometers to go home to see still in their infancy, children, innocent face, full of wisdom and fantasy, black in yo eyes flashing like Bitian stars, eager to try standing, it seems to be in the home life of the land taken the first step. time is six in the afternoon, a time when the cold of winter, the sun had lazily hid side of the mountain, waiting for the song urging cock dawn. Walking in a familiar country roads, the West Cave Castle! A mysterious, serene Shan village, the night was deep but holy dress of modesty: a snow-white mountains, the foothills dotted with bits and pieces a little ink. Tian Cheng Poplar head on the sky, snow, as if ready soldiers wait for strikes, and joy. Vigorous and effective drainage in the water to beat the shore covered with ice-drainage, in the confusion of the night in the harbor towards the hearts full of hope. Whiz to Guajin heart cold,
air jordan basket, wind strength sparrow fly like me hurry toward their homes. I think with a camera lens to capture this moment, it never fixed in the memory, but since this is an unrealistic wish. night to mercilessly into the abyss of light, went to the village, I began to hesitate: Why not see the light? Into the house, first broke into the vision of his wife holding a child wandering around in the house, his mouth still talking about the familiar childhood songs, this guy saw me back, but also secure a lot, like to see a glimmer of light. Refurbishment of the circuit is said these days in the village, stopping for several days of consecutive power, home of the adults may already accustomed to, because this is the point of the kerosene lamp was over. But the child who is the greatest misfortune, not a TV does not see that, even lighting is also a crisis occurs, this is not a small guy cried to refuse refused to sleep it? home changes, I am also a witness. Past vividly, perhaps quiet and desolate life is to give it a bargaining chip, always in the traditional and modern, ancient civilization cracks and wander, carrying most agricultural drains the lifeblood of the change to witness it: What is the drainage of childhood? It seems to me more than just a number of low-lying land, which is dotted with bits and pieces of the wind fossils, as the root of the solid. Road also has a double function, watering time, some way when the ditch to Tangshui, no water, only to play road capabilities. Today, the home greatly changed the outlook, when the said canal, will make older people praise: U-brick lining of the canal water is not only fast, but the road is wide channel along the border, and staggered aspect of the trunk, branch canal, Maoqu the farmland divided into a one, not only to facilitate irrigation and save water. Home's joy was palpable, from the heart share experience pleasant and quiet frankly, Even without the things children will be in power when hovering anxiously, waiting for the light of hope to illuminate me to support my place as my own, of course, is no exception. home ah! You have been in the forefront of civilization has taken solid steps in this avenue May you be forever young, a time when childhood babbling, bathing the building of a harmonious new countryside light in the home of wisdom and sweat pouring, the to dress up the beautiful fragrance, always fascinated. Previous: My family hauler underground one: a letter to the Haizi
08-26-2011, 04:32 AM
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