Childhood of treasure

Going out of the house and heading north, going out of the hutong is the North Cliff. Therefore, it is called the North Cliff, which is a ditch formed by the flood earlier: it is rugged from east to west, with a length of three miles, a width of 200 meters, and a depth of more than 10 Zhang. There are green crops at the bottom of the ditch, which are fertile, with dense pine trees and locust trees standing beside the ditch. The branches of the pine trees stretched out obliquely. In summer, the pine forests were lush. My neighbor Jin Kingdom, who leaned across the door, always climbed into the branches of the pine trees after school, squatted down and pulled a bubble of shit into the ditch. He is the boldest of our playmates. After a rainstorm, at night, on the edge of the North Cliff, several friends and I gathered around grandpa to listen to his weird and horrible ghost stories, while in the dark ditch, there was a sound of frogs rising and falling, it adds a real scene to the ghost story. This ditch is my childhood paradise. Several playmates often wander in the bottom of the ditch, picking out birds and eggs on the trees, and sometimes hedgehog can be caught in the grass. For a while, I always liked wandering alone in the garbage dump in the ditch. The garbage in the north end of our village is generally poured into the ditch, which accumulates over time and becomes a large garbage area. The slope slips to the bottom of the ditch, and piles of mountains are also spectacular. My eyes were searching in the rubbish heap, especially staring at those newly dumped rubbish, which had no value in my eyes for a long time. Sometimes I picked out several medicine bottles from the garbage, and I was very happy. I wiped the dust and put them into my pocket for catching the scorpion. Sometimes, you can get a few iron wires and take them home to buy ice cakes. Of course, what I expected to find was still Books. I once picked several books, all without covers. When I got home, I looked through it. As long as I saw someone with a painting, I would be happy and novel. Sometimes the picture shows a donkey, a snake and a person. If you are not interested in reading the book, you can tear off the ingots, boats and planes one by one. I remember I picked up some playing cards at home, but it was still far from a pair! Therefore, I often went to the garbage area in those days, hoping to pick more and make a whole set of poker. How wonderful! Finally, it didn’t come together. Of course, most of the time there is nothing. I remember once, I found some rotten sweet potatoes left by the mother and son of sweet potato in the newly dumped garbage. I heard that those rotten classes were poisonous. People can’t eat.}. The black sweet potato in autumn looked fat and rotten. When I fell off the stone, the melon pulp inside was white and clean, which was unexpectedly good. It was crisp and sweet with a bite. Therefore, I peeled off the skin with a small knife with my hand, ate it, and searched for the shabby I liked. There were also dead mice and broken shoes in the garbage heap. Of course, I didn’t know the condom was called condom at that time, but I often used it as a balloon to play. When it was blown out, small bubbles were blown out one by one with small pieces. They were constantly twisted by hands, and then they were snapped when they were pinched by hands. Think about it. It’s fun and boring. I don’t remember when I stopped playing in the trash, maybe after school. However, it has been hidden in the corner of memory. As long as you go back to your hometown in the countryside and be blown by the mountain wind in your hometown, memories about childhood will emerge in front of you like negatives. The back of the lonely boy who went away was full of warmth.

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