Birthday, I said…..

In my parents’ hometown, my 20th birthday is also a big birthday. Maybe it was because of my interest. My father turned out the diary two or ten years ago, and didn’t find it until then, it turned out that my date of birth recorded in his diary was two months different from the date of birth in my mother’s memory. Since I was born at the end of the year, the time difference of two months is enough for the new year. Father said: white paper and black words, indeed chisel. My mother said: that day was the day when my belly was hollowed out and the date was embedded in. There could be no mistake. I said wisely: is it the difference between the lunar calendar and the solar calendar? Impossible! I never remember the lunar calendar! This is the only consensus of parents. I was born in a small village in the countryside. What welcomed me to this world was the midwife with rural characteristics at that time. Later, I always asked her to deliver the mother-in-law. That night, it was snowing heavily, and my mother-in-law came to my house hurriedly. After my mother’s cramps and the pain like a wrong bone, she took me away from my mother’s body easily. Because it was too cold and it was night again, my mother-in-law wiped me hastily, then put me into my mother’s bed and went home to warm the bed. After I stripped off my mother’s body, I howled a few times unaccustomed, and then turned my hands again. Then I tilted my mouth and asked my parents for food, my parents, who were new parents, could not explain my body language at all. The only thing they understood was that everything was normal for their daughter, which relieved them. However, because I couldn’t get the food I needed, I no longer insisted and fell asleep. My poor parents were very unaccustomed to my existence in this silent night. They opened their eyes wide and stared at their daughter in panic, just like staring at an animal, An animal they have never seen before, their daughter is too ugly, with several deep wrinkles on her forehead, and her frozen purple skin is as thin as cicada feather, and still crumpled….. In this state of disappointment and fear, it is understandable if there is any clerical error in my father’s diary that day. I just came to this world casually and easily. I didn’t need a hospital, a doctor, or a birth certificate. I grew up healthily. My father didn’t register for me until I ran all over the floor. When I was about to go to school, my father, who was born in a scholarly disciple, was eager to let my daughter Cheng Feng go to school early. Under the circumstance that household registration management was not strict enough at that time, go to the brigade department and change the date of birth for me. This date has been used till now, and it is also the date of birth on my ID card. At the age of twenty, I happily had three birthdays. My childhood birthday was a bowl of noodles and two eggs. At that time, it was not a luxury, but it was also called a good meal. However, I don’t like eating noodles very much. What I favor is the two eggs lying under the noodles. But I was never in a hurry to finish the noodles. Instead, I picked up one gently and sucked it slowly. The noodles slipped into my mouth, and when it came to the breakpoint, it would burst, throw it into your mouth as quickly as possible, and splash the noodle soup on your face at the same time….. Therefore, I raised my face, held two dimples, giggled for a long time, and then made the same mistake again….. Now I think about it, what I admire most is my mother’s ability to fry eggs. At that time, when there was little oil and salt, she could always fry eggs in the inside, tender and crisp. Golden eggs have infinite attraction to me. I pecked along the edge of the eggs with my thin teeth, and finally left round egg yolk. Then I gently bit an incision, the unsolidified egg yolk slowly passes through the tip of the tongue, flows into the esophagus, and directly enters the stomach….. When I can eat two bowls of noodles, I can continue the joy of childhood for a lifetime….. After 20 years old, I seldom eat noodles made by my mother, because I was not at home most of the time. I can no longer remember my birthday. In the past two years, birthday, this special day, has come back. Today’s birthday is a kind of concern for friends, a set of underwear, a memory of an album, a pendant romance, and a deep feeling in the heart……

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