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Zeng Xiangle

In the long river of my memory, childhood is like a five-flavor bottle, sweet and sour, spicy and salty, everything. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info, like the crystal gold beads left on the beach washed by time, a gorgeous shell, makes my heart pound. I dreamed back to the beach I once walked on, and picked up the sparkling gold beads and colorful shells again.

Where does the water come from?

At the pier by the stream, my mother was doing laundry, and I was sitting on the rocks by the stream with a few friends and playing. The clear water of the stream flows quietly, and the small fish swim leisurely in the water. Everyone looked at the stream and debated the question: where does the water come from?

Wen Bin said that water comes from the sky; I said that water was coming out of the ground. Everyone couldn't tell, so I had to ask my mother to answer. Mother stretched her waist and said with a smile, "You are both right. Water fell from heaven and came out of the earth. I looked up at the sky, saw the clouds in the sky, and asked, "Where does the water in the sky come from?" The mother said, "The water of heaven comes from the earth, and without the water of the earth there is no water from heaven." Wen Bin asked curiously: "The sky is so high, how did the water on the ground climb to the sky?" Mother smiled, "Fly up." When the water on the earth turns into mist and flies into the sky, it becomes the clouds of the sky, and the clouds of the sky fly to and fro and become rain, and when the rain falls on the earth, it becomes water. "Why didn't I see the stream turn into mist?" I still find it strange. My mother told me that this is science, and you have to read hard to understand it when you grow up. Since then, I've been looking forward to going to school one day earlier with my school bag on my back.

Mushroom picking

Mushroom picking is one of the most interesting things, and I always can't sleep at night during the mushroom picking season, and I see colorful mushrooms beckoning to me in my dreams.

As soon as the sky was hazy, my brothers went up the mountain to pick mushrooms, I quietly followed behind my brothers' butts, and Wen Bin also followed his sister up the mountain to pick mushrooms. The two of us are the best buddies, and after the rendezvous, we went to another mountain, where there are a lot of mushrooms, which are particularly delicious, although we can't name them, but we know the taste. The two of us made an appointment in advance, and whoever found the mushroom first, one and a half. I came to a mountain forest, and there were many mushrooms, red, white, black, yellow, everything. "Wen Bin, come here, there are a lot of mushrooms here." I exclaimed with joy. Wen Bin walked over, saw a large patch of mushrooms, and exclaimed, "Wow! Got rich. ”

The two of us picked all the beautiful big mushrooms and put them in baskets, and each of us was a basket full of them. We went home happily with our baskets. When my mother saw my basket of mushrooms, she couldn't laugh or cry, she pointed to the big and beautiful mushrooms and said, "Fine, these are snake mushrooms, poisonous and inedible." In the future, you will need to pay attention to mushroom picking. "I finally understood: there were so many mushrooms that no one wanted, so it turned out that I couldn't do it.

It is useless, it looks good or not, and the skin of is glazed, these common sayings that people often say are originally philosophies. You can't find the inner beauty of anything just by looking at the surface, you can only know it through trying.

Late return

As the sun sets, the sunset reflects the western sky. The late returnees are singing, and the shepherd boy is riding on the back of an ox, singing nursery rhymes and scattering strings of laughter.

Wen Bin and I were pulling pigweed, because we were greedy for fun, and the sieve was still empty. "What to do? The sun is setting. Wen Bin was in a hurry. Of course, I was anxious, my mother loved me the most, and if she didn't return after dark, she would definitely be worried. "Otherwise, let's go back! Don't worry the grown-ups. I said. If you want to go back, I don't dare, my mother is a stepmother, my father works outside, and no one cares about me. Wen Bin said. We are buddies, blessed and shared with hardships, if you don't go back, I won't go back. "I'll sit down." Otherwise, let's go to the stone village, where there is a hole, and we will spend the night there. Wen Bin proposed. I was a little scared, and I had to do it for my buddy's sake.

I came to the boulder and looked at the door of the house, and saw my mother looking there on tiptoe. "Uh-uh-uh--it's dark, where are you? Come back soon, uh-" Mother was calling. Smoke curls from the village, and shouts, cries, and shouts merge into one. Seeing that my family was anxious, my heart was not happy. "Wen Bin, or- let's go back! I can hide from the first day of junior high school, but I can't hide from the fifteenth, and if I want to fight, I will be punished and I will bear it with you. Wen Bin didn't speak, he didn't seem to be able to make up his mind. I heard that there was a rock ghost boy in the cave, and he came out at night to dig up the hearts and livers of children. I said. Wen Bin trembled with fright when he heard this, he picked up the sieve and left, I was secretly glad. I returned home trembling, and when my father saw me coming back with an empty sieve, his face turned blue with anger, and he stretched out a big slap to hit me, and my mother protected me and blocked the slap for me. Since then, I haven't dared to play anymore.

Catch loaches

Wen Bin is an expert at catching loaches, and every time he goes to the field, he always catches one or two catties. I want to learn from him, and every time I catch loaches with him, I watch his tricks. Wen Bin has a trick to catch loaches, as long as there are footprints there, and there are loaches flooding in the footprints, he reaches out and grabs it, it must be one, and the loaches can't run if they want to. I secretly learned a few times, but it was still the same as I learned, and I couldn't catch it. Sometimes I happen to catch one, and when it comes to my hand, the loach breaks free from my grasp, falls into the paddy field, and disappears without a trace.

"Dude, can you show me your hands?" I suspect he kept a hand. "What are you doing with your hands? Aren't my hands the same as yours? Wen Bin said. It's different, you catch the loach accurately, and I can't catch it in my hand, there must be a reason for this. I said. Nothing unusual, your hands haven't done any heavy work, they're tender and smooth, and the loach's body is smooth, so it's slippery. And my hand, you see—" Wen Bin said, holding out his hand. I looked at his hands, which were calloused and thick like a pottery file. "I didn't expect your hands to become like this?" I am very sympathetic. "No way, it's all fate." Wen Bin smiled bitterly.

I don't believe in evil, I have to practice a unique job, as soon as I have time, I will go to the field to catch loaches, and over time, I will also catch a quasi. On that day, I also caught more than a pound, my mother also praised me, and my father and brothers ate the loaches I caught with their own hands and praised me, and my heart was sweet.

It is a kind of happiness to let the family share the fruits of labor, and if more people can share it, how beautiful it would be!

Picnic

Picnics are another way of life. At that time, how easy was it to eat a fragrant white rice? Unless it's for New Year's holidays and treats. I crave a full meal, but it's going to be long. So, I came up with an ingenious trick - picnic, and my friends were very much in favor of it. The picnic needed oil, salt, firewood, rice, and cooking utensils, and we put it all together and came up with a great idea.

When we went out, four or five of us grabbed a handful of rice from home, brought oil and salt, and came to the stone cave in the mountains. Oil, salt, firewood and rice are not worried, there is no vegetable, digging birds' nests, picking mushrooms, and there are vegetables in the mountains. There were no cooking utensils, so Wen Bin came up with an idea to use aluminum lunch boxes and casseroles. Everyone quietly brought a cooking utensil from their home, stored it in the hole, and had a picnic together whenever they had the chance.

One day, I found ten wild eggs, Wen Bin pulled a handful of tender bamboo shoots, and the rest found some fern baba, and everyone thought about eating a beautiful meal. The friends are busy, cooking rice, stir-frying, and they are very busy. Finally, the meal was opened, and the mountain watcher bumped in.

We were too frightened to squeak and looked at the watchers. "Don't be afraid, I'm not a tiger, I won't eat you. I saw smoke coming out of here, so I came over and took a look. You eat, life is not easy in these years, eat well. It's also good to learn to live independently from an early age, just don't eat up your home. "The watchman said let's go out and take care of the wind for us.

It was our last picnic and we won't talk about it again.

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