Spring is coming, and the hibernating grass, stretching a lazy waist, shaking its head, breaking through the hard ground, showing the vastness of its life and endless spirit. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info It is satisfied that it can silently accompany the delicate chatter of thousands of flowers. It was eaten by cows and sheep next to the roots, cut by someone with a sickle next to the roots, it didn't hum or ha, it was green again overnight, and it was proud to be able to dedicate itself to the world. I was inspired by Xiaocao's introductory and self-reliant atmosphere that was neither humble nor arrogant, unfavored and self-reliant.

When I was eleven to fifteen years old, I was out of school and worked as a cowherd with my sister. We are like a fairy tale, a beautiful little princess, under the spell of a demon, turned into a destitute cowherd. At that time, we were as lowly as the grass. On that day, the school dismissed me from all positions in the class [I had just entered the fifth grade], and the daughter of the women's captain who was a few years older than me in the same class and production team as me, after hearing the notice from the school, she rushed ahead of the other classmates in great anger, and vigorously tore off my favorite red scarf, and the bright logo of the Young Pioneer captain with three bars on his arm, and scolded fiercely: "I really think your grandfather is an old Red Army, bullshit! A big bandit in hiding!" Your father is also a big villain, they must have gone to prison! Mother and son were driven back to the countryside from the city, what kind of thing! What qualifications do you have to be a student on duty [the current squad leader was called a student on duty at that time], what qualifications do you have to wear a red scarf dyed with the blood of revolutionary martyrs, and if you have good grades, what's the use? You are not the successor of the bourgeoisie! Who is more beautiful than whom! Phew! Stinky and beautiful! Fairy! Still pretending to be strong and not crying! Phew! I will let you go to school or not, tell my mother, let you go back to herd cattle with your sister! You should have been removed from office a long time ago, and you have been hiding it for so long, phew!" The stench of saliva splashed my face, I frowned, the pen in my hand was sweating, the humiliation turned into a flame that dried my tears, my eyes spewed with anger, I stared at her, my eyes dodged left and right. I roared, "I won't cry! I'll never cry! My grandfather is not a bandit! My dad isn't a villain! You're a goblin! Behind him, there was a scream of "I won't let you go to school!" I thought, when Liu Hulan's sister went to the execution ground, she didn't shed tears, she was not afraid of death, what was I afraid of? I didn't run, I calmly walked out of the school gate, and walked through the small street in the village with a righteous and awe-inspiring look.

Back at home, putting down my bag, I started cooking on the fire. When it was dark, my mother and sister came back from the mountains [my brothers had very good grades, they were all in the county and were in the first middle school, and they had not yet been driven home]. I pretended to be casual and didn't say anything. At dinner, my mother asked me why I ate so little, and I said, "I ate a lot, but you didn't see it." In fact, it was the tears in my eyes that filled my throat, and I couldn't swallow the food. Putting down the dishes and chopsticks, I quietly walked in alone, less than 200 meters away from home, the old superior who was beaten into a big bandit in the capital, grandfather's old superior, but the uncle of the family who still called grandpa "uncle" after going to the battlefield, left behind in the desolate half-broken stone house of the barren grass burned by the Kuomintang, found a black wall and sat down, and the tears were no longer taken into account. I didn't want to be heard by those who saw us as bad people, and I cried softly. I looked up at the night sky, and I couldn't find a star in the deep universe and my moon, and I was so sad that I couldn't cry: "Stars、、、 stars、、、 you don't want me anymore?、、、 I won't be able to go to school tomorrow 、、、 、、、 moon、、、 why can't you avoid me and not come out? I can't bear to 、、、 my classmates、、、 and teachers、、、 from tomorrow、、、 I can 、、、no longer study with them、、、 sing 、、、and dance together, I want to go to school、、、 I want to be a writer when I grow up、、、 I want to write a lot of beautiful stories 、、、 show everyone, to everyone、、、 grandpa, dad、、、 I won't be able to go to school tomorrow、、、 have you heard ?、、、 mother say that you are good people, not bad people、、、 why is that? Why don't you let me go to school? I want to go to school! I want to go to school! I ended up hysterical, screaming desperately into the night sky, I couldn't help it, I finally fell to the ground tired, and the painful feeling will never be forgotten.

"Second sister, second sister, I know you're here. My sister came to me, and the child who fell into the water finally grabbed a straw; I threw myself at my sister, hugged my sister's legs, and cried: "Sister, I can't stop going to school, if I don't go to school, I will die of sadness, I will go to college in the future" My sister, who was less than two years older than me, kept wiping my tears with the corner of her clothes, but her own tears dripped on my face one by one, dripping into my mouth and eyes. My tears and my sister's tears came together and flowed into the foundation of this dilapidated house. In this ruin full of heroic history, the sorrow of an innocent girl who cannot be written into history will be left forever. My sister picked me up, hugged me, and said to me softly: "Don't cry, go home, just now the women's captain came to inform you, saying that you don't have to go to school, and we have added two more cows to our family, and my mother wants you to study and reason with her, but she says some words that despise my mother." said that her mother was literate, not to dig the ground, but also to be managed by someone who didn't know a big word. Let's go, let's go back, don't make my mother sad, I told my mother, say that you came out to play, and when you come home, you will say that you like to go to herd cattle with me, okay?" My sister used her sleeve to help me wipe away my tears and took my hand: "Come, second sister, let's sing and make my mother happy." My sister sang in a tune, [My sister felt uncomfortable at all because I couldn't go to school] "The commune is an evergreen vine". I can't sing a single word, I only feel sad in my heart.

My sister turned back to my mother who was closing the door and said, "Mom, I told the second sister that we will go to herd the cattle tomorrow, the second sister is very happy, we will wash and go to sleep, and tomorrow we will go back to the back to herd the cattle." At this time, my painful and longing eyes collided with my mother's eyes that deeply hurt her daughter, and the tenacity that had just been established in my heart completely collapsed: "Mom!" I shook off my sister's hand and threw myself into my mother's arms, "crying" in my young heart Your future society