Childhood is almost synonymous with beauty. At that time, you and I were innocent, and our thoughts were like a pure piece of paper, clean and clean, without a trace of dust. Almost tomorrow will live in carefree, will not run for life, will not be bothered by trivial matters. Maybe someone is a little precocious and has a hint of youthful sprouts, but the emotion at that time is also extremely pure, without a trace of dirtiness.

Childhood will always slip away unconsciously, and it will always break into your mind when you are tired, turning into a beautiful melody that lingers in your ears. Childhood is like what Mr. Luo's lyrics depict, day after day, year after year, in a daze......

Although everyone's childhood is not the same, most of them are beautiful, and there will always be some good memories mixed in. Somehow, it will take you back to that innocent time......

In my opinion, the childhood of rural children is very happy and happy, and it is also desirable and desirable. Although they are not accompanied by all kinds of anime cartoon toys, their lives are still colorful. It's not that they don't have toys, it's that their toys are all over the place, and they can't be measured and bought with money.

Just like the masters described in martial arts novels, every flower, grass, tree and leaf can be turned into a magic weapon, anything can be turned into a toy in their hands under the dual action of their dexterous hands and imaginative brains. A piece of wire, a piece of paper, a piece of wicker, or a beer cap...... Full of memories, full of happiness!

Yu, the ancient sage, or the king of Yu. Dayu controls the water, and passes through the door three times without entering. Yu cast Jiuding, the town of Kyushu. Jizhou, Yanzhou, Qingzhou, Xuzhou, Yangzhou, Jingzhou, Yuzhou, Liangzhou, Yongzhou, a total of Kyushu. After Qin annihilated the six countries, unified the world, Jiuding disappeared, and then someone said, Jiuding fell in the Pengcheng place of Surabaya, the first emperor salvaged unsuccessfully, and then became a mystery. And the Pengcheng place in Surabaya is the area of Dingsuo Town in Xuzhou, and throughout the ages, along with the secret of Kyushu Ding, how many legends have happened in this place......

And Guo Qingke spent his childhood in a village on this land, seemingly plain and simple, full of joy and a touch of different colors.

In the hot summer, the mulberry tree will produce a kind of green and then purple-red fruit, the best purple is purple, and the scientific name is mulberry. For children living in rural areas, this is a fruit snack they should not eat more in the summer. Because they eat too much, they will have nosebleeds, so adults never let their children eat more, and every time they always make their faces purple and red, they get rid of a group of mud monkeys singing big dramas, which makes people laugh.

But there are always children who are exceptions, and every time they can't control their mouths, and they don't eat until the nosebleeds are over.

Guo Qingke is one of them, but it's strange that he

Every time the nosebleed is red and black, falling to the ground, it will volatilize a faint black gas when it meets the sun, so faint that the naked eye can not detect it, but he himself can see it clearly, every time he says it to others, in exchange for a pair of white eyes, so weird, how can it be convincing.

But he still can't control his mouth, every summer when the mulberry is ripe, he can always see his figure in the mulberry field of other people's houses, blood like rain, pain and happiness, but excessive bleeding did not cause any harm to his body, but more vigorous, still fat, a little round.

In the spring, he picks a few cherries from the tree, which are bright and dazzling, and delicious; in the summer, you pick a watermelon in the field, crispy red soil, quench thirst, clear the heat and remove the heat; in autumn, I pick a few apples in my orchard, the green is red, the juice is sweet and the meat is crispy...... At that time, the people were simple and simple-minded, and no one would care about children, so the land in the village was a paradise for children. Although they don't have any pocket money and don't have a lot of snacks, they have all the agricultural and sideline products grown in the fields in the village, which are green and pollution-free, and nutritious.

Sometimes I have nothing to do, catch two grasshoppers and two butterflies on the grass, sweat wantonly, and have fun. Some brave children will also light a fire, skewer a few fat grasshoppers on the branches, roast them, to satisfy their appetites, chicken-flavored roasted grasshoppers are also a rare delicacy, provided that you don't have the courage to eat it.

When it is hot, they jump into the water, swim from this end of the river to the other end of the river, play in the water with each other, it is very refreshing, and from time to time dive into the water, or stay somewhere in the water, between the movement and stillness, catch a few river fish, if you are lucky, you can drink the fatty fish soup at night, the color is as white as milk, and the sweetness is fat, which makes people feast.

There are more sheep in the village, and the adults have more farm work to do, and the children are the main force of the sheep, so they can tie a long rope to the adult sheep, and hold the other end in the hands of the children. At that time, the domestic animals were also very obedient, and without the whip of the owner, they took the cubs slowly and leisurely to the woods behind the village, as if it was not a person herding sheep, but a sheep herding people. When they arrived, they tied the ropes to the trees, and the sheep would consciously forage for the green grass, occasionally looking up to eat the leaves they could reach. Of course, occasionally children will climb the trunk of a tree and chop some branches full of green leaves for them to eat. Sometimes there is a nest built by a bird in the tree, in which several young birds sleep peacefully, and the child will take one out of his hand and return to the ground to play with the young bird, and when it is bored, he will climb the trunk again and put it back in the nest. Of course, this is not the only joy of herding sheep. Groups of partners will bring straw mats, or clean sacks, and then bring playing cards, invite each other in the woods, spread sacks on the ground, sit on the ground, play poker, fight landlords, play upgrades, or run fast, many poker games, laughter echoes throughout the woods, sheep are also happy, beautiful foraging, so discordant. If you are tired of playing, you can also lie down and take a nap, chat with each other about some interesting things, and laugh heartily.

Evening is the time when children are most active, and no child will stay in the house because it is a time to hide and seek. As the sun sets and the sky begins to darken, it's the perfect time to play hide and seek. There are more than ten children, and it takes a while just to find out who is hiding and who is looking for them. At the sound of a child's count, everyone quickly dispersed, and they could hide everywhere except for not being able to hide in each house. In the alley, next to the pile of bricks, behind the trees...... Some are so thin that they even climb trees and hide among the dense foliage, making it difficult for people to notice.

The smoke curls and everyone is already hungry, but the joy of hide-and-seek makes the child forget the memory of hunger for the time being. Darkness was about to envelop the land, and the cries of mothers resounded throughout the village, their voices intertwined. It's time to eat! It also means that hide-and-seek is coming to an end, and the day is coming to an end.

If the Chinese New Year is approaching, the night is a paradise for children. The silver moon hung in the sky, and the snow was as white as day. Fireworks and firecrackers seem to be the magic weapon in the hands of the children, two groups of children opposite, you come and go, the sound of cannons, and sparks are scattered, as if the stars are dotted, dotted with the sky and the earth.

Guo Qingke thrived in such a small village and had a lot of childlike fun.

PS: When I think of my childhood, I am full of memories, and I can't stop writing down and sharing it with you, I hope that some friends can recall their childlike fun from it, although looking forward, but the good past occasionally recalls memories, it will also bring you a different mood, I wish you a happy day!