Tanabata Tribulation

Prairie Eagle

The soul of the vast hometown has returned, and the body has not done anything. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The old mother has gone to Jiao'er Township, and she is relatively speechless and desolate.

Born without serving his father and mother, he abandoned a foreign land with zero pity for his wife and children.

The Cowherd still has a Tanabata day, when will the soul fall asleep?

It's another year of Qixi Festival.

In the past, people didn't care about this festival, I remember when I was a child, I was lying on the kang, my mother was sitting beside me, it was raining outside, my mother seemed to be a little sympathetic and said: The magpie is gone, and they all go to heaven to build a bridge for the Cowherd and Weaver Girl, poor Cowherd and Weaver Girl meet once a year, this rain is the tears of the Cowherd and Weaver Girl.

At that time, I was still young, and the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl was only told by my mother. I feel that Tanabata is just a sad day.

Nowadays, with the hype of merchants and the improvement of people's living standards, everyone pursues romance and leisure, and the Qixi Festival has become the Chinese Valentine's Day.

It's always been a sad day for me.

That year, when it was raining heavily, I was having a meeting in Daming Mountain, and you called and said that our miniature poodle Dudu had died, and it sat in your bicycle frame to accompany you to the dairy to get milk, and suddenly jumped out of the car frame and died. You are sad in the rainstorm, and I am very sad. Dudu's intelligence can reach the level of a 3-year-old child, and it is just half a year old before it grows up and is sensible, and it does not understand that a height of one meter is enough to kill. We love it as a family, and we all grieve to lose it.

You don't want to throw it away, take it home, and when I hurried back, I saw a doo crying without any signs of life. Thinking of the greedy appearance of the little one standing, spinning, sitting, and sticking out its little tongue when it sees the meat, it is even more sad.

Together, we set it up with our own hands and buried it under the banyan tree behind the building.

Seeing that I was sad, you comforted me and said: Dudu also built a bridge for the Cowherd and Weaver Girl.

At that time, everyone didn't think of Qixi Festival as Valentine's Day.

The next year, it was also a day of heavy rain, and you also left me, leaving only me and my young children who did not understand the world, and since then my sky has fallen, and I have fallen from heaven to hell with you.

It's the Qixi Festival, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl can see each other once a year, but I won't see you in my life.

Qixi Festival, this day destined to be sad!

If a man really has an immortal soul,

It's Tanabata, let's meet too.

Tell me how this life will go through and how it will end.