This Dragon Boat Festival, I returned to my hometown-Xiachai City.
When I got off the car, I was extremely excited. I am about to see my lovely hometown, and I am about to meet my relativesEthiopians Sugardaddys. The closer we get to the village, the faster the process becomes. The wave of excitement that emerges in my heart cannot be expressed in words.
When I got home, my mother showed unexpected joy when she saw me, and her eyes turned red. Walking closer to my mother, I felt that my mother was very short, still wearing rough civilian trousers, and the same color as the wooden door at home. Opportunities don’t happen, you create them. After many years, my hometown still has that compelling simplicity. My heart is very warm, and I feel that I am here for this simplicity.
My mother burned firewood and cooked some corn. The firewood was dry and the fire was burning brightly. “How many days will you stay?” Mother asked. I said: “Of course I will stay for a few days.”
The corn is cooked, the husks of the corn are peeled off, and the rice grains are very yellow. Peel them one by one and eat them. They are very soft and smell like milk. The remaining fire in the furnace glowed yellow. I suddenly found the feeling of my hometown, the yellow warmth.
After eating the corn, I had no time to clean up the difficulties along the way, Ethiopians Escort and went out.
The trees on both sides of the path are covered with greenery, and the green shade stretches across the ground. In the shade of the branches, a soft golden light is rippling. A burst of fragrance of green grass, Ethiopia Sugar Daddy swayed from the breeze, and I suddenly felt refreshed. Here and there, I have retained my childhood and youth time. I dug hogweed in the fields, broke corn, and picked cotton. I am familiar with many plants: plantain, houttuynia cordata, daylilies and wormwood. Pulling a handful of weeds and smelling them is still the same feeling as in childhood. I can’t express it. I finally connect with my hometown. My heart also trembled a little. “Ah! My lovely hometown!” I couldn’t help but shout out.
I walked to the pool in front of the Ethiopia Sugar Daddy team headquarters. This was the place where my father and the elders in the village smoked cigarettes and talked and laughed together. I often stay here tooET EscortsSkips on the shore ET Escorts. Next to the pool is an annual The night cattle pen was where the production team’s cattle were tied back then, and I often rode on the backs of the cattle and watched the cattle drink water in the pool. Unfortunately, I don’t know where the cattle pen is now, and it has been replaced by one. cottonET EscortsFlowers and vegetables Back then the cattle pen was not farEthiopians. Escort is an oil-pressing mill. There, sesame oil is pressed in the autumn, and the aroma of sesame seeds reaches the top of my head. My childhood friends and I watched the oil-pressing, waiting to enjoy the by-product of sesame oil-pressing. Cake.
I leave this place where it is not difficult to inspire emotionsEthiopia Sugar, walked towards the alley with weeds behind it. On the roadside were large sweet potato fields, and the green potatoesET EscortsThe seedlings are like a green carpet, covering the earth. The breeze blows, and the green waves come one after another. I suddenly remembered that that autumn, my mother and I were digging sweet potatoes in the garden. once said to me: If you’re not moving forward, you’re falling back. “Sweet potato ET Escorts has many benefits, but one of them is the most valuable: its fruit is buried in the ground Here, unlike peaches, peppers, and sunflowers, the fruits are hung high on the branches, making people fall in love with them at the first sight. Sweet potatoes grow underground, and you cannot be sure whether they have fruit or not. You have to dig them up to find out. “The mother paused and then said: “So! You have to be like a sweet potato. It may not be beautiful, but it can be very useful. I replied: “You mean to be a good person, don’t be a person who is just decent but useless.” “My mother smiled: “Yes. This is my hope for you. “My mother’s words are deeply imprinted on my heart, accompanying me from morning to dusk, from cold to hot, from ignorance to maturity…
Seeing the farmers working in the fields, Ethiopia Sugar DaddyIEthiopians SugardaddyI think of my father, who is also a farmer. He taught me the skills of being a farmer since I was a child, and believes that everything should be done from a farmer’s perspective. When I first went to school, my father told me: “Studying is like plowing the fields. As long as you go all over the world, there is nothing you can’t harvest.” He also taught me to concentrate on work. He said: “It’s like planting rice.” If people plant fragrant pears, not only will they not grow well, but they may also fall from the trees.” He also asked me to say more friendly words to others and less criticism. He said: “Friendly words are watering and fertilizing, and critical wordsEthiopia Sugar is setting fire to the mountains; watering and fertilizing are within human control, but setting fire to the mountains can be out of control. “Slowly, he put me under control. Cultivated to be a diligent, kind and enterprising person.
When I came out of my thoughts, I saw the willow trees on both sides of the drought relief ditch Ethiopia Sugar. The crowns of these willow trees stretched into a continuous line. Along the line, the weeds and shrubs under the trees are lush and green, and the flowers of various colors are even more majestic and vigorous. The water in the ditch flows gurglingly, and the water plants dance gently with the clear water. Motivation is Ethiopians Escortwhat gets you started. Habit is what keeps you going.. Magpies chirped on the willow trees, starlings sang happily in the grass, and swallows flew silently in the air. Everything reveals irrepressible excitement, touching me, a wanderer who has returned from afar, with joy all the way. Staying among them, the pain of being invaded and hurt in life will never diminish, and all that appears in my heart is dependence and favor…
That day, there was an intense and exciting event going on in Ouchi River Do Ethiopia Sugarsomething today that your future self will thank you for. dragon boat race. The reeds by the river have not changed their minds despite the years of wind and rain. They are still guarding this water of life, waiting for my return. Over the reeds, waterfowl were flying like clouds.The cry seemed to have been washed in the river, clear Ethiopians Escort and bright, just like the original intention. It’s washing, it’s also Life. is 10 percent what happensEthiopia Sugars to me and 90 percent how I reEthiopians Escortact to it. Restore. Every pore in my body relaxed unfettered, and every cell enjoyed caressing, allowing me to swim happily in the wind.
Suddenly, the sound of singing came from behind, and my heart felt excited. This is the tune of my hometown and my favorite tune. I looked back and saw several lively women, wearing neat jackets and slightly heavy leather boots. At this moment, they were walking towards the Ouchi River, towards the place where the dragon boat race was held. As they walked, they sang: “Little Liu Hai bid farewell to her mother in the hut, and walked towards the mountains and forests with a skewer on her shoulders…”
I have listened to the melodious and sweet piano sounds played by the most active foreign musicians. I have heard of the most famousEthiopians in the country Singing by Sugardaddy singer, I have heard from my wife more than once the words of affectionate love that are more seductive than love songs, and I have enjoyed the pleasure of my lovely daughter’s forbidden murmurs. . However, the interest and pleasure I derived from the singing of these women in front of me was something I had never experienced in my hometown. Infected. I couldn’t help but hum along: “Unfortunately, my father died early in his life, leaving the mother and son to live a miserable life…”
I was intoxicated with this tune, and then I heard another mother calling her son. Ethiopia Escort‘s voice, she leaned out of the window to give birth, with a bright smile on her face, she was looking at the Ouchi River Ethiopia Sugar The children in the dragon boat race called out in the authentic dialect of their hometown: “Liu Xin! Come back for dinner!” The curly-haired child stood out from the crowd naughtily Ethiopians EscortThe reed chicken at his feet stretched out its sharp beak to look for grains and worms under the haystack, and the yellow dog with red lips rummaged on the grass. Rolling back and forth, I feel excited and excited again. This is my hometown, ET. EscortsThis was a common scene in my hometown where nights and dreams were lingering!
I was almost crazy with joy. I took off my leather shoes, threw them aside, and walked into the embrace of Ouchi River. Like an innocent child, after playing with his friends all night, he throws himself into his mother’s arms and nestles on his mother’s chest when he returns home. Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have. imagined. Now I am in my hometown, this is my beloved hometown, these people are my brothers and sisters, Xiachai City is my mother!