In my memory, outside my mother's gate, under the east wall, there was always a pile of stones. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When I was a child, I would walk a few miles from school, or come back in the evening from herding cattle and sheep, and I would sit on the rocks and rest.

The grassland at dusk is cool and refreshing, and everyone likes to come to the mother's big stone pile in the center of the village to sit after a busy day's work.

Until last year, when I went home, the stone piles were still there, and people still liked to sit there and rest and chat.

I remember that in the Mid-Autumn Festival of that year, we went home and sat on the big stone pile to watch the bright moon in the distant grassland night sky.

The moonlight flowed and soothed us, and we thought that such a beautiful thing would last a lifetime......

On a bright moonlit night, the Milky Way looms, and the night is a vast and deep emptiness.

Sitting on the big stone pile outside the door, tasting the charm of the grassland night, that feeling is enough to express.

I miss the grass and trees in my hometown, the full moon in my hometown, the big stone pile of my mother, and the small years that I grew up and walked through.

The sun, moon and stars are still there, are all those who have existed still there?

After a busy day, I still went to exercise for an hour, and although such days were busy and a little tired, they were full of energy.

I saw an interesting passage and took it to dry:

Women have confidence when they have money, they don't have to hesitate when they buy things, and they won't regret it after buying. It's too irrational to blindly put your life on others, you must know that your father may turn against you, love will disappear, but money will not. The money in your card, the full battery in your mobile phone, the keys to your door, and the gas in your car are your greatest sense of security.

An orange tree, starting from an orange core, grows to climb to the ceiling, half of the balcony is occupied, has been reluctant to prune too much, watching it more and more "presumptuous" growth, had to endure the pain, the balcony suddenly a lot lighter.

Although the temperature is still 35°C, the wind blowing in is already a little cooler, and the air humidity has also decreased, giving it a refreshing feeling of autumn.

Last year's autumn in Nanning was a bit autumnal, and this year is no different.

In a few years, will Nanning also have four seasons all year round?