Chapter 33 Losing My Life, Self-cultivation
(1) The past cannot be admonished, but the coming can still be chased. ——[Warring States] Chu Mad received public opinion from "The Analects of Weizi"
Probably because I was infected by Yin Xiaohui, although I am thin, my resistance is very good, and it is rare to catch a cold once a year, and I am really sick after she leaves. In the end, I couldn't stand it anymore, so the teacher cried and asked the teacher to call my mother, and my mother naturally came in a hurry and took me to a clinic where I didn't know it, anyway, I was already burned. I felt a chill in my armpits, and my mother pressed my arm hard, and the thermometer under my armpit hurt me.
As soon as I broke free from the torture of the thermometer and received another injection in the back of my hand, I could feel how the cold liquid was swimming in the blood vessels, and it was the first injection I can remember. I was confused for a while, and I didn't know if it was because the medicine was working, or if I was spiritualized by the medicine. The left hand is numb and cold, and the mouth is also bitter. When my mother saw that I was awake, she stood up from the stool next to me.
"Baby, are you better? Oops, you're scared mom to death. You're going to burn to 40 degrees just now, let Mom see if it's stupid. After speaking, I pulled back and forth (2) my face, it should be that the fever has not subsided, and I feel that my mother's hands are also cold. I dodged quickly, and the pale face came to mind, and I reached into my pocket and touched the little stone, thinking that she was so uncomfortable at the time, maybe even worse.
"Mom, my mouth is bitter, how long do I have to fight?" Mom looked up at the medicine bottle: "It's only half a bottle, and there is another bottle, so why don't you have one or two orders?" As he spoke, he pointed to a whole bottle of yellow medicine baking on the heater. Mom go buy you a drink! Mom got up to leave, but I stopped her: "Mom, you hand me the book on the windowsill and then go." My mother followed my gesture and handed me the book and helped me open it. Before leaving, he instructed me: "You take this hand to turn the book, don't move the hand that injected the needle, you have to re-pierce the needle, listen?" ”
That's a "Harry Potter", although I've seen the movie, but the form of monetization is different, I watched a few paragraphs, I didn't feel repetitive at all, since I still have to take such a long time to get an injection, the clinic has no TV, turn it over and relieve the boredom. While looking at it, he rubbed the precious stone in his hand. But I didn't want to see Harry come out before I could see me fall asleep......
When I woke up, I was lying in the back seat of my father's car, and I was woken up by my mother, and I got up and rubbed my sleepy eyes, and I saw that I had arrived at school. It was getting late, so my mother sent me back to the dormitory and told the dormitory teacher that I had a high fever and that she would take a second look and leave. When I went back to the dormitory, I felt that something was missing while lying on the bed, and I reached out and touched my pocket, and sure enough! There was nothing, so I lost what I unilaterally thought was a "token of love", and I knew where I lost it like a mirror, but I never found it. Some things, lost, even if you know how to lose them, but if you lose them, you lose them, and they don't belong to you.
Without the thoughts at hand, the girl in white was gradually sealed in the dust. The days are the same, and the small details that change slightly are irrelevant. The art class learned sketching from stick figures; The brushes changed from watercolor pens and oil pastels to 4B pencils; The work has changed from a cartoon kitten and a puppy to a comprehensive line network of practice lines; The excellent composition changed from the podium reading to the board at the back of the class; A few words of praise at the class meeting turned into a certificate of commendation from the principal on the rostrum during the exercise.
It's another semester in a blink of an eye, although there are a wide range of hobbies, but I didn't delay my studies much, and the final exam is still double hundred, after all, the things I learned in the first year are too limited, and I didn't take the English test, if I take the test, I estimate that I can get 100 points. Dad changed to a Passat, and compared to other angular cars, the streamlined design is quite aesthetically pleasing. During the holidays, I drove my newly bought car to take our mother and uncle Feng and Meng to fish.
He was originally fresh and drove a new car, but the fish pond was located in the suburbs, and the dirt road was difficult to walk. The new car is not as good as a jeep, the chassis is extremely bottom, and after taking off the chassis several times, he finally stopped the car, got out of the car and bent down to check in distress, couldn't help sighing, and finally handed the car to Uncle Feng, the driver, to solve it.
When they arrived at the fish pond, the adults began to set up a deck chair parasol on the shore, and my father took a washbasin, and I don't know what it was in it, and after a while, the basin was formed, he pulled a small piece close to the tip of his nose and smelled it, and then he picked it up and threw it in the fish pond. I had nothing to do, so I went over to join in the fun: "Dad, what is this?" "Fish food, you have to have it to be a fish to get hooked." Look at it, pull a hook like this, one, two, go. With the slogan, he shook his hand and raised the rod. Click", the hook fell into the pool with a slight ripple.
After the others finished preparing their seats, they also came over to get the bait, "Hey, Lao Meng, is it okay for the eldest brother and the fish to be unconvinced?" Feng Fatzi took the opportunity to come over and pat himself on the back. I was reading the book on the kitten fishing is not to use earthworms, looking at the dough in the basin can't help but guess whether it can really catch fish, eager to try, picked up the mother's fishing rod to learn to hang the bait, raised his hand and was about to throw the rod, but was taken away by the father on the side: "This hook is fast, you be careful." With that, he waved his arm and threw my hook to the other side of his hook before returning the rod to me.
The adults pinned the rod to their chairs after the rod was finished, and lay down on the chair to drink. If it's not the height of summer, it's just a picnic in the spring. When my father saw me looking back at them, he smiled and said, "The fish is not stupid, you can't take the bait for a year with it like this." I didn't believe it, turned my head to gamble, my eyes were fixed on the fish drift, the slightest slight movement quickly lifted the rod, every time I got nothing, my father had to get up from his recliner to help me change the bait and throw the rod, over time he was also annoyed, directly drove me away, let me play on the side by myself.
I was really interested, so I picked up half of the cantaloupe in the fruit bowl at hand (3) and asked my mother for a spoon and squatted aside to eat it. Flowing gold and stones, insects and birds are singing from time to time in the reeds, as if returning to the days of catching grasshoppers and picking mushrooms with my aunt in the mountains a few years ago. My mouth was hot and I didn't like to drink water, and after a while, I only had half a melon peel left in my hand.
I went to the fish farm store to brush the spoon on the tap, and gave it to the adults, and by the way I said hello to my mother, I squatted on the water's edge to play with the homemade "melon skin boat", muttering in my heart that this fish pond probably has no fish, or I can't catch one for half a day. Thinking of the urgency, he took the melon peel and sprinkled it, slammed it hard, sank for a moment and floated again. It was very interesting to go back and forth a few times, and I forgot most of the ...... unconsciously.
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