Last night, and you went back to your parents' house. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The yard is a little shabby and mottled, completely different from what it looked like before. The courtyard wall is made of adobe, with a large grass mounds on the west and a vegetable garden on the east.

When I entered the vegetable garden, I found that a lot of washed clothes were blown to the corner by the wind, so I began to clean up and pick them up, many of them were half buried in the soil, as if there were still our clothes, I just wanted to pick them up and wash them again without complaining, just as I used to think when I went to your house. Pick up a big bag, and there are a few.

Your mother seems to be carrying firewood to light the fire, and your sister is standing by and watching. Ignoring the others, I continued to pick up my clothes between the branches of the trees in the vegetable garden, some of which seemed to have been blown off by the wind for a long time, and some of which had deteriorated, so I picked up only some decent clothes.

We still live in the west room, I said to re-wash the clothes, you seem to complain a little bit about your mother's bad house, I didn't say anything, I know in my heart: the old man was originally like this, a lifetime, only getting worse and worse, not getting better and better.

You seem to have just gotten up, and a person came in through the door, I didn't know you, and you were still getting dressed, and you had a casual chat.

There is also a hill outside the gate, and you get up and walk out of the gate, and wander outside the gate as if you have some thoughts.

I was still sorting out my clothes, and a village woman seemed to have come to repay the white noodles she had borrowed.

I'm still thinking: When I come back with you, I will confirm that you are not dead, that you are still there, and that this woman will tell the people in the village that you are still alive.

In the future, I will record every dream to complete an accumulation of information, and I hope to be able to interpret some of the confusion in my heart. 2014、8、20