I was woken up early by the sound of birds downstairs, and I was still in my home in Nanning. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info hehe, I don't want to return to my hometown after a long absence.

Back home, back to the encirclement of family affection.

Alas, my sister's body is still not very good because of the deficit during confinement, and my heart is full of pity, and I must help her take care of her body and help her do what she can in the two months she goes home.

Today I returned to the countryside and started a life of isolation. （2014.7.8）

Mongolian Plateau: 4:30 a.m., 8:30 p.m. dark, morning and evening temperatures are only about 10 degrees. Cold!

Zhenzhen wears cotton clothes in the morning and yarn in the afternoon, hugs the stove and eats watermelon.

The sound of roosters and dogs barking is incessant. At 8:00, breakfast had already been eaten, and everything was sorted out. The sunrise and sunset rest are comfortable and safe without worrying about it.

Dissected two chickens, and then sharpened the knife to the pigs and sheep!

Dwarf oil, help Ma Ma water the small vegetable garden, weed, and is tired like a puppy again. In the morning, I went to visit my aunt and uncle with Ma Ma, so sad, old and sick. The children are not angry and unfilial, so pitiful. Alas!

Finally, a heavy rain came, lightning and thunder roared in the middle of the night, and the rain was like a torrential rain. Morning: The rain-moistened grasslands immediately turn green.

Every day at 4:30 a.m., get up at 5:00 a.m., start the day's activities, the sun sets at 8:00 p.m., the sheep circle at 8:30, have dinner, 10:00 the Milky Way is full of stars, and the dark night falls, and then rests. I just came back and didn't adapt to such a dry climate, didn't adapt to eating habits, didn't adapt to such a routine of work and rest, but I slowly got used to it in the past few days. Stroll in the morning light, pick up the sheep home in the sunset, eat meat and drink wine......

Count the embarrassing things when I went home: I spent a morning making a meal of braised noodles - sticky, baked brown sugar baked cakes once - raw, steamed flower rolls once - not ripe, and noodles once - soft, made steamed cakes once - sour...... Hehehe, it is used as a joke by everyone from time to time.

People always don't know how to cherish, don't understand that life is actually very simple: all things outside the body are nothing, what should really care about is the person itself, people's affection! After returning home, I feel a lot of emotion, I can be filial piety to my parents in their lifetime, love them, be happy for them, and be happy for them because of having a child like me, I am willing to do my best. I am not afraid of hardship and money, just so that I can feel my love and feedback from my parents, I can be selfless and grateful from the bottom of my heart! Thank God for letting me have loving parents, and thank God for giving me a clear soul.

Walking through familiar streets and familiar buildings, things have long been wrong, and my heart is sad.

In the past 20 years, this road has been walked countless times, and each time it is full of happiness and happiness, and now I have walked it alone. I thought that that land, that section of the road, would never be set foot again in my life. As the car drove to that familiar land, I looked around and thought that maybe we were all here, but I couldn't see you. I remember every time I return hand in hand with Meimei. This familiar landscape and your voice still have it, and I suddenly return to the time when we walked through this land together. Now I am alone wherever I go, and I can't help but feel sad.

Everyone loves your relatives and loves your lover, because you don't know which one will lose your loved one the moment you turn around! Twenty days after returning home, Ma Ma said that I have done all the work I have done in Nanning for a year. To be honest, it's really tiring, it's been a long time since I've worked like this, and it's been a long time since I was pampered. But I'm happy to be able to stay with my parents for so long and to be able to help them with their work. took out 20,000 yuan to help Ma Ma buy the necklace she had loved for a long time, helped her sister buy a leather coat that she was absolutely reluctant to buy, and helped the family replace the old household belongings...... As long as they are happy, I am comforted.

That day, I accompanied Ma Ma to the house next door, and saw that Ma Ma's hair was a little messy, so he gently helped Ma Ma to stroke it smoothly, not wanting to inadvertently cause the sadness of the eldest sister next door: her daughter did not serve her for a day when she was seriously ill. In me, Ma Ma is someone I am willing to give and love.

Love Ma Ma, Ma Ma is the only one in this world that you can't let go of pity.

Do what you can, don't be far-fetched or prevaricated, and go with the flow.

When I returned home, I returned to this familiar land, watched the lives of my relatives and friends, and found that they lived a life in the market. And I've always lived a paradise-like life without eating fireworks in the world, in my opinion, it's not a thing, they all take it so seriously, in fact, they also envy everyone's trivial and delicate fireworks life, but I don't have such patience and interest.

Sheep were herded for a day. （2014.7.29）

The stars are twinkling in the distant night sky, the constellations are competing for glory, the Big Dipper is clearly discerning, and the holy and mysterious Milky Way is mysterious!

My parents are healthy, and I feel at ease.

Today's Qixi Festival, a flock of magpies is really gone, it is said that the sky has built a bridge, the heavy rain is like a note, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl can finally meet once a year, and you have been with me forever, my mother sat beside me, watching the rain - my sorrow can only cry in the bottom of my heart.

When I heard that I had returned to my hometown, I was warmly invited by a group of classmates, but I didn't have time to see each other one by one, and most of them didn't know each other, but they all remembered me and recognized me! Talking about the interesting stories of growing up, the distance disappeared in an instant! I began to regret missing the opportunity to return to my hometown to work. Leaving home full of melancholy!

All living beings are diverse, tolerant, and not demanding. Choose like-minded people to move forward together. There will never be a heart of resentment, and it will be in line with the way of nature.

Every time I go home and leave, I feel sad.

Slowly discovered: good deeds are rewarded. Every person who is kind and compassionate in his heart will be blessed.

There was a lot of noise downstairs, someone had passed away, and they were still sending off the departing people as they had done when they were children. Everything is still the same, and the years are long gone......

The plane was bumpy all afternoon, and I was tired enough! Why are you so tired?

Finally back, this humid air is so comfortable!

Go back to my spacious, clean, tidy and comfortable home, take a hot shower, get a good night's sleep, and live a good life with money to spend!

Sometimes, a small intimate act can warm and touch a heart: the eldest brother came to pick up the plane, bought two bottles of cold drinks and waited, I said that I was tired and didn't want to drink, the eldest brother opened it and handed it over, and my heart suddenly melted softly, and I was even more reluctant to leave the place where I had lived for more than ten years! I remember that when I first came to Nanning, it was also quiet, and now it is ...... Is the old silence forever?

Time and space seemed to change in an instant, and it felt as if I had never left the house, or just come back from a shopping trip. But obviously I lived in Mama's house for a month!

I may really have a supreme relationship with the Buddha, but how can I always have a feeling that everything is empty and that I don't care? I have an indescribable feeling that many things don't have to be taken so seriously, and that things that are trivial and trivial in my parents, or things that are not against morality, principles of life, or personal safety, can be ignored. I still can't express the boring feeling that pops up from time to time.

There are too many encounters in a person's life, a look back, maybe a meeting, a turn, maybe a parting. No matter which path you choose to walk, there will always be passers-by. At that time, the light passed, and it was impossible to hide from things and people; when the love was deep and long, it could not withstand the flowers falling into mud; when they were in each other's foam, they couldn't survive the dull years, the relationship was deep and shallow, and the length of time was only between the comings and goings, who could promise to give whom an eternity. Meeting is a cloud gathering, parting is a cloud dispersion, if you first meet, you look back, a smile of zinnia, I stand at the intersection, beautiful crowded crowd. The love in the world is always erratic, life is only if we meet for the first time, what is the sad wind and autumn painting fan? Once a profound encounter, in exchange for just a hasty back, a thousand turns, where to go? Suddenly epiphany, any attachment to me, is a trouble, only let go, can be at ease!