Poor children of diamond

Every time I look up at the starry sky, I will remember the deep night sky. Through the stars, the gray figures in the distant wheat field were looming. In the dim night, the sound of insects around my ears was deafening. On such a quiet night, the touch between our soles and the land was full of ambiguous smell, and the gentle grass gently stroked our ankles, A green coolness rose along the trouser legs, but we did not dare to move our bodies easily, not because we were afraid of disturbing the silence at night, our every move like peeper, they will wake up the gray figure inadvertently. They are lovers, or else, how can they go out for several nights. They would appear in my wheat field at a fixed time every night, just like someone has set the alarm clock for them. For so many days, haven’t they found the danger lurking not far away from them? Is it because they focus too much on their love and love, and have no time to understand everything around them? Or is it because their home is nearby and there are still starving young children to take care? I don’t know all this until now. Because when the two homemade muskets in my companion’s hands flashed sparks at the same time, their lives had been fixed on this night forever. In a flash, the air was frozen. I believe that in the perception of those two rabbits, time and Kong’s family had been torn apart. Turning on the switch of the flashlight, the snow-white light penetrated through the darkness of the night like an arrow. The faint figure became much clearer instantly. Uncle Liu with sharp eyes suddenly called out, hurry up, those two guys haven’t died yet. I don’t know what caused us to break out completely. Nearly away, we arrived unexpectedly in less than one breath. At that time, I found that the two rabbits had already lost the ability to escape. Thanks to the shooting method of their companions, both of them were shot to the deadly part. When I returned, the big guys were all in high spirits, but there was an uncomfortable feeling in my heart. Through the flashlight, I saw the rabbit’s blood still dripping. Looking at the bright red liquid as my blood, I unexpectedly had an inexplicable fear. When arriving at Liu Shu’s house, everyone suggested to cook these two rabbits immediately. Somehow, I unexpectedly resisted the rabbit meat that I had been expecting for a long time. I just found an excuse to go home. Because of one person, the road was much quiet. Looking up at the starry sky, I found that there were much more stars than usual. In order to calm my mood, I turned off the flashlight. When the Darkness gradually dissipated at the beginning, I raised my head to look at the sky again. I found that the Cowherd and the Weaving Maid were so far away from each other. Maybe because of the sunny weather, the stars in the sky were much brighter than before, every star is shining like a diamond. However, on this night full of diamond rays, we unexpectedly wiped out a love with our own hands. The lovers who love each other will become the sacrificial relics of our love by accident. I don’t know how many massacres are going on at such a night, but I believe that this kind of massacres will stop one day because of the shining of diamonds all over the sky. The life of Ershan village is monotonous. Facing the cycle of no new ideas year after year, everything people do is insignificant. Like my parents, farmers who work at Sunrise and rest at sunset cannot feel this kind of monotony. For an ethnic group who digs food in barren land, there is no time and no need to enjoy this kind of luxury pain. After school, I went home, finished my meal and finished my homework. I started to do nothing. Seeing the sun getting lower and lower and the light getting darker and darker, I knew that this day was about to reach the end. My activity space will be compressed again. Maybe it is Epiphany. I think I should make good use of the time that my parents can’t supervise to find happiness for myself. Under my request, my father promised to help me make the top. Looking at a dull piece of wood, which turned into a spinning top full of beauty between the ups and downs of my father’s hands, my heart was full of excitement. If I were now, I will certainly write an article to praise the greatness of people. It was the longest time for my father to make a gyro for me. When I thought that I would have a toy of my own, I could show off among my classmates, I was extremely excited. While imagining the appearance of this great product in my heart, I urged my father. My father made a spinning top for me and went down to work. I took this hard-won product, but I didn’t know how to make it rotate. Luckily, a cousin nearby came to my house to borrow a hoe. Seeing that I was holding a top but didn’t know how to play, he made another whip for me to turn the top. Finally, everything was ready. I learned from those senior students. First, I wrapped the top with a whip and twitched the whip hard. Under the effect of centrifugal force (which was known later), I made the top rotate, then he constantly lashed the top with a whip to make its rotation continue. Maybe it was because of too much investment. I didn’t feel it even when it was dark. When my father came back from the ground, the moon had already come out. Seeing that I was still playing, my father was very angry and took away my top. At that time, I had no courage to argue with my father at all, so I had to sleep alone. The next day when I went to school, when the teacher checked my homework, I was punished for not finishing my homework because of the top. Since then, I have learned my lesson and played spinning after doing my homework every day, so I have never been punished. Later, I learned to make the top by myself, and I also knew that if the steel ball inside the bearing was installed at the bottom of the top, the top would rotate longer. Also because of playing too late every time, Father’s blame sounded in his ears almost every day. The pressure of life is great, and many memories of childhood are already far away. I can’t remember when I started not to play spinning. But I always remember the concentrated expression when my father made me a spinning top, and the tone of hating iron but not Steel when my father blamed me for playing the spinning top for the first time. Looking up, the sky is still as blue as when he was a child, and the light of the stars is still as dazzling as diamonds. However, no matter how late I played outside, I seldom had the chance to hear my father’s blame. Walking into the present toy store, various kinds of spinning tops always make people shine at the moment, with sound and shining, but no matter how expensive or beautiful the spinning top is, when holding it in hand, it was not as kind as the simple wood top my father made for me that year. However, nowadays children don’t play that kind of spinning anymore, because of the monotonous appearance of that kind of spinning and the difficulty of making it, instead of spending a lot of time to make a simple lump of wood, it is much cheaper than buying it in a toy store. Third, the process of growth is extremely slow. Even we can’t feel its existence. Because of the slowness, when I began to establish my own gender concept and knew what boys should do, I had already fallen in love with girls’ games. This kind of love cannot be changed, just like planting seeds in my consciousness. When I found its existence, I tried my best to eradicate those seedlings, I feel it is deeply rooted. Just Like Love in the adult world, we know that it will exhaust our psychology, but we still have no hesitation. Jumping sandbags is a simple game. In the nine squares we drew, we repeated monotonous movements over and over again. In retrospect, the maze of life is just like this. Cycle your own cycle and repeat your own repetition. Every time you enter the space you Once entered, there is always some novelty caused by joy. Among a group of flowery girls, the distinctive I always give people a refreshing feeling, just like a little green among big and small flowers in the blooming season. Because I always like to hang out with girls, I was once dubbed as a fake girl when I was young. Many years later, when I entered puberty, I also had long hair because of my obsession with the gangsters explained by Yi Jian. Maybe it was because I often stayed with girls when I was young. If human life could be cut down, I would like to cut down my childhood memories and seal them in a box with only my own keys. When I grow up, I am used to seeing too many separation and combination in the world. Those sad stories of wind, flowers, snow and moon will be staged around us at any time, and I will feel numb when I see too much. In the adult world, what is wrapped by desire is not the relationship between men and women, the deception and betrayal under the tender appearance, let the already dirty world add more dirt. Some people say that people who prefer words are incomplete, and without strength, a fragile heart is hidden under the sudden appearance, especially for women. Maybe for this reason, I was not as strong as a man recognized by everyone. In my world, I was always full of the sentimental feelings of this woman. Maybe, it is because of those childhood experiences. Maybe, in those childhood games, I was inadvertently infected with too much feminine belonging to girls. Every quiet night, when I pass under the dormitory building, I will always hear the sleepiness of those adolescent children. Maybe, in their dreams, there are also memories without male and female boundaries. Because the night sky above my head is still spreading quietly like when I was a child, and it is decorated with stars shining with diamond rays as many years ago. Fourth, I have never counted how many footprints I left all the way from the mountain to the river, because I always hate the monotonous work that is difficult to achieve the goal. Just like now, I have lived in this world for almost three or ten years. I have never sorted out how many people I have known and how many people I have forgotten. Countless days passed by me, and I almost forgot their existence. I, who lived in the track of life, was always the ignorant teenager at that time. When I was walking on the river beach, my eyes never left my feet, and I carefully selected the stones I needed. After a while, there was a thick pile of flaky stones. I held those hard objects tightly in my hands, grasped the edge with my fingers, then opened my arms and threw the stones out fiercely with the explosive power, looking at the parabola of stones gliding in the air, my eyes were full of expectation. It was different from what I expected. As soon as those stones touched the water surface, they sneaked in fiercely, leaving a splash and my disappointed eyes on the shore. Children’s nature is to have the courage to try, and I am no exception. Soon I adjusted my mood. Pick up the stone again, throw it again, and sink to the bottom again. I picked it up again and threw it out again. I don’t know how many times it failed. Finally, a stone bounced on the surface of the water instead of falling into the bottom of the water by Express, then slowly fall down, and then sink to the bottom of the water. Seeing my progress, my mood improved a lot, so I continued my throwing movement. Maybe because of the better control of angle and strength, the Stones I threw began to bounce on the water more often. After many efforts, the Stones I threw could finally jump over a dozen times to reach the other side of the river. I saw the Stones touching the opposite stone wall, when I made a clear sound and slowly fell to the bottom of the water, I felt a little satisfied in my heart. Children’s World, because of simplicity, does not have too much expectation. As I get older and older, the world I contact with becomes wider and wider, and my desire for the world becomes more and more. Because I want too much, but I often can’t get it, my heart is always filled with disappointment, I gradually forgot a lot of happiness in my childhood. Every time I walked the road I once walked, the original situation would appear in my heart again. But when I walked to the river again and picked up the stones, but there is no courage to throw it out. Although the spray on the water surface is still as white as before, under the sunshine, the water surface is still shining with Diamond light. I know that everything here has never changed. What has changed is myself. Walking in this troubled world of mortals, my childhood innocence has long been sealed up by time, there is no simple happiness as before. 5 in the silence of the night, I was always awake, counting those distant memories, and then eating one by one. I felt that my body seemed to expand a lot. Nothing is more interesting than sorting out memories. Seeing those scenes passing through in my mind, the unpleasantness shown seems to be much lighter. I don’t know what time has stolen from our hands, whether it is the drifting youth or the simple happiness in childhood. I don’t know. I only know that many things have changed, there is more indifference and suspicion among people. The once heroic words have been erased by life, and countless beautiful agreements have gone with the wind. What we can grasp is just this mediocre life. When washing clothes for my daughter, I found that I couldn’t wear the original clothes anymore, because she was growing up slowly. Because of selfishness, I fled from my hometown. Maybe she would never have similar experiences with me, but I knew that she would certainly have her own happiness,, I hope that those simple happiness belonging to her can accompany her for the whole life. When I opened the window, a cold winter that had not faded came to my face and I couldn’t help shivering. Looking up, in the distant sky, there was a star still shining, shining like a diamond, exactly the same as what I saw when I was a child.

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