Road

The road is very common in many people’s eyes. Isn’t it the road? It is necessary to walk every day. Is it worth mentioning? Ordinary? Muddy? Beautiful? Tortuous? What I want to say may be a mental path. Since the first grade, we have carried small schoolbags to the school by ourselves. Our home is three or four miles away from the school, which is a winding and muddy path, along the way, we will pass the green fields, scattered families, gurgling rivers and winding mountain roads. I was already eight years old when I was just in grade one. At that time, I was very short. My parents didn’t let me start school after school. The villagers all doubted why? The reason was very simple. Parents all worried about saying: too short, such a short scumbag, what to do on rainy days, such a muddy path, can you walk to school alone? But there was no way. Although I was worried, I went to school. Therefore, when it rained, I walked forward step by step with a big umbrella. In others’ eyes, I only saw an umbrella walking slowly in the rain, and there was no figure at all. Later, this story became a joke among sisters, when everyone talked about this, tears of laughter would flow out. Later, I got acquainted with the children of the same grade in the same class in the village. Everyone always went to school together. You wait for me early after school, and I wait for you early after school, carrying small schoolbags, everyone went to school and after school, talking and laughing all the way, telling interesting stories, interesting things happening around, and watching TV recently. At that time, there are very few people who have televisions at home. Everyone who has televisions feels very proud and proud. Therefore, he has the most right to speak about Televisions. We poor children only have to listen to them, while walking, listening, the winding path was not that far under our feet, and after a while, we got home. I remember that there was a mulberry fruit tree beside the road. At that time, the family was very poor and there was little fruit to eat. Mulberry fruit was also a good thing for us. Once we came out of school, people chatted and discussed about picking mulberry fruits. I was very timid because the mulberry trees were tall and tall, and when facing a big pond, I felt very scary. I was a little afraid of heights, they were absolutely afraid to climb up, so some bold people climbed up the mulberry trees. I carried schoolbags and clothes for them below, and they ate well on them, then leave some for the cowards below us to eat. Everyone ate and smiled. But because of the large number of people, the branches and leaves of the Mulberry were often broken accidentally. The owner of the Mulberry was angry and covered the Mulberry pole with wet and smelly mud, so the little friends could only look forward to the ocean and sigh, every time I pass the mulberry fruit trees, I look at the red and purple attractive mulberry fruits and swallow my saliva. There is also a brook. There will be gurgling water all the year round, which will never dry up. At our ignorant age, we don’t know where it comes from or where it flows. In the hot summer, the Sun had fallen on the mountain in the West and refused to leave for a long time. Before the summer heat receded, we passed the stream and watched the stream flowing happily, we rushed to the stream. The water of the stream was not deep, and the depth of the stream was close to the knees. There was a Vine beside the stream. In the season of July and August, in the season that the host family did not pay attention, we secretly put a grape into the book’s mouth. Although the sour taste was not good, we still couldn’t help the temptation of the grape. Everyone laughed and laughed in the water. At the beginning, everyone just washed their feet and face. I don’t know which little bad guy started to fight with the water. So you didn’t let me and I didn’t let you. The situation was very fierce, the final result was that everyone was made like a drowned rat and was happy with something. Seeing that the sun was going to slide to the other side of the mountain, my friends were anxious and would not go back, There was no need to be scolded again, so everyone carried small schoolbags and walked on the winding path with laughter. I remember that one year, it seemed to be in June and July, when there was a lot of rain in summer, there was a lot of water everywhere. The stream couldn’t stand the flood coming from the upstream, and the water continued to rise, the water flow also became panting. My parents worried day by day that we were afraid that our little heads would fall into the stream and be swept away by the stream. They were so exhorted that we couldn’t play with the water any more. We could walk faster by the stream, we responded to such words as coming back immediately after school. In fact, we were very scared to see the urgent water flow, so we had to be obedient. Finally one day, the water of the stream overflowed and there was water depth over knees. The running water was not as gentle as usual, especially hurried, just like a tyrant. You have to be careful, walking forward with difficulty, it seemed that we were afraid of provoking the bad temper of the tyrant, and that the tyrant would get our little bodies involved in the whirlpool once he got angry. My parents are not here, no adults pass by, it is still raining, We were in a hurry, and we couldn’t wait. We were afraid that the water would be more and more urgent. We were afraid of waiting and waiting. 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