qi yue

This summer feels warmer than any other year in the past, not only because of high temperature and little rain, but also because of frequent power outage due to various reasons. I thought that people who were relatively heat-resistant also suffered from summer heat. I thought it would be better to have a sleep with some granules, but I still had a headache the next day. I couldn’t help sweating and had to take a few packs of traditional Chinese medicine to fry. Because little summer heat and big summer heat July become the hottest month of the year, with the high temperature of more than 30 degrees and dazzling sunshine, people can’t hide in the house during the day, and at dusk, people, old and young, after dinner, twos and threes walked out of the House and strolled on the village road. As the crowd walked through the vegetable fields, rice fields, banana gardens in the backyard of the middle school, as well as the lotus field with more than a dozen mu of land, there were sparse white flowers from a distance, but the distance is too far and the dusk can not see the beauty at last, so there is a little regret in my heart. After turning a corner and going forward, there was a small stone bridge. It was too hot. Two buffaloes, one big and one small, were soaked in the water, only revealing their heads and spine outside, and they were still for people passing by on the bridge to watch, the happiest thing was the children. Although they had seen cows taking baths for many times, they still couldn’t see enough and stood and refused to leave. It was getting dark, and the moon was brighter and brighter. Under the shadow of the night, the surroundings gradually calmed down. At dusk, cicadas and frogs sang loudly and sang softly, and the grass insects sang softly beside them. The cool breeze brings a refreshing feeling, sweeping away the hot and dry days of the day. The whole world is intoxicated and intoxicated in the soft light of the moon, and the heart is also occupied in the dim night. The thoughts were wrapped like long silk threads, and the tenderness in the bottom of my heart was mixed with a touch of sadness. There were always some flaws in life. If we could really follow the fate and the wind, how could we sigh so much? Lost at the beginning of the summer vacation, my father-in-law went back to his hometown for something, and my husband also went on a business trip to other places. The big and small things at home fell on my mother-in-law and me. Pick up two children who make up lessons during summer vacation every day, because the enrollment of preschool class this year is more intense than last year, and the shortage of degree has become a concern for parents of foreign students, so they asked acquaintances to greet the school director in advance. The market is bad and it is difficult to do business, so we have to be careful in our daily life. Usually, eunuch goes to the vegetable wholesale market in downtown Ma Ya, which is much cheaper than nearby. Now I am going to finish the task of buying vegetables. I don’t think it’s too far to go to the place ten miles away by tram. I just have to get up earlier than usual, and only the vegetable dealers will be scattered in the morning market later. My eunuch is not here, I have to change my habit of sleeping late. Due to the busy work in the factory, my parents-in-law had contracted the children’s affairs and chores, so I had no time to take care of them. In other people’s words, I am the kind of lucky person who does not stick to Yangchun water with ten fingers. In fact, no one knows my hard work. It is common to get off work after ten o’clock every night. After taking a bath and reading books, I feel that my time has already, with so little time at my disposal, I became a veritable night owl. Fortunately, I am content and happy, because I am busy, at least I live a full life. Early in the morning that day, my mother-in-law called me to buy vegetables. Big bags and small bags were full of vegetables. When I returned, I got lost and felt that it was right to return along the road. But why were the buildings on both sides so strange. After a few rounds, I lost my direction and asked a few passers-by that they didn’t even know where the place name I was talking about. Only then did they know that Qiao Xi village was so small that many people had never heard of it. Then I asked the boss of a small restaurant which direction Yang Meicun was in, and told him that it would be almost there after walking a little further and crossing the bridge. It turned out that I was in the right direction. When I went there, I went on the main road and turned back to the dirt road on the pavement. I seldom look at the buildings on both sides when walking, and find that my life skills are really poor. My husband originally wanted me to buy it nearby, but I stubbornly wanted to stay close and far, just to save some living expenses of the factory, I called and asked, but I was afraid of being laughed at, so I had to admit to myself that I was a poor person in life. The little son of typhoon suddenly wanted to eat salted duck eggs. After dinner, he rode a bicycle to the market in light rain. He bought 30 salted duck eggs for 30 yuan, It saves more than ten yuan than one yuan and five cents in a small restaurant. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, so I went to the bakery and bought my favorite triangular bread for the children. At this time, the wind was getting crazier and crazier, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the thunder and lightning were flashing. After a while, the road became a stream, and the water on the eaves poured down like a waterfall. The wind blew to the bakery with the rain slanted, and the shopkeeper said sorry and closed the door. I knew the typhoon was coming, but the weather forecast only said that the high temperature did not mention the Typhoon. Some iron-like things blown off from the roof on the road were banging and banging, and the wind and rain suddenly occurred, people in those shops hurriedly moved things to the room, and some passers-by’s umbrellas were blown off by the wind and rolled to the roadside. Standing under the eaves close to the tin door of the bakery, my clothes were still wet. I didn’t know when the thunderstorm and strong wind would stop. The lightning lit up the night sky again and again. I didn’t know how long I would be trapped? I really want someone to pick me up, knowing that it is impossible. The wet sleeves are cold against the skin. About half an hour later, the wind and rain slightly weakened, on the road, a young man wearing camouflage vest rode a motorcycle without any rain-proof equipment. He straightened his chest and passed through in the wind and rain without any hurry, as if he intended to enjoy the baptism of the storm, while other people fled in a hurry, just like flashing. After a while, a peddler with two iron barrels and raincoats carried on a car seat and walked forward calmly in the wind and rain with a whistle, although his head was still full of Thunder and Thunder. Facing the ups and downs of life, some people are as timid as me to complain privately, and some people smile and face the patient calmly. Whether the strong or the weak depends on their own choice. This rain reminds me of Cao Yu’s thunderstorm. This wind is destructive, a bit like the demon wind flying sand and stones in Journey to the west, with many debris rolling on the ground, the sum of the two is still not as powerful as the typhoon. Fortunately, it was just passing by. It was not too long before the wind and rain were weak. On the way back, there were branches blown off by the wind lying across the road, hanging their feet carelessly. The cousin who acted as her cousin was selling cosmetics to recruit an agent. She felt a little excited and paid the deposit to apply for acting as the agent of her special cat brand. In addition, I invested several thousand yuan in the purchase, and my micro store was officially opened. Everything was difficult at the beginning, and I didn’t have any customers in a few days. In order to advertise that things worth hundreds of yuan were sent out, I didn’t know whether there would be regular customers. I had already prepared for the worst, but I couldn’t sell them for my own use at the worst. They were the shelf life of three years. Because I was curious about the micro store and didn’t expect it to make money, the original intention was to earn some pocket money or some free cosmetics for myself. It is totally just a game to challenge yourself and add some fun to life, that’s all. I think I am the kind of fantastic person who always follows the feeling, but I like to use the ancient poem of beauty like flowers across the clouds to make my own store name. I am waiting for the appearance of my first customer. I believe that good quality will definitely attract regular customers, because I have used it by the owner himself and will use it all the time. At present, I am your only and permanent guest. Only when you believe in yourself and surpass yourself can you win. The Morning Bell of July, the moon and breeze. In July, Yingge cicadas sing, Willow Green and Lotus red. The sunset glow in July was Dew, and the sky was blue and white. qi yue of squally showers, cao bi floral. Thank you for all the joys and sorrows given by life, smile, calm and calm. Forget the bad things, just remember the warmth and touch. Be a woman with a fragrant soul, elegant and confident. Because I am the unique person in the world, I constantly perfect, surpass and challenge myself. Spring elimination snow Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Winter storage

Now is the modern life, which is the era of fast food, but I still like those old traditional life customs, such as winter storage. The past years were still fresh in my memory. The winter at that time was very full. I remembered that when the Chinese cabbage just came down in late autumn, the parents began to be busy. At that time, the autumn vegetables were also provided by tickets, and each household had a fixed number. Every day, they were like fighting, queuing, preparing sacks, big baskets and straw ropes —- generally, there would be many children queuing, some naughty boys will add a plug and join a team when they are impatient, so they often cause some restlessness and a war or something. I remember one year when I was queuing up. It was very cold and the wind was blowing. I looked forward to the direction of my home, looking forward to my mother’s figure. The queue was long, and what happened behind me? A neighbor boy came up to me and said to me quietly: do me a favor, I will insert a file in front of you, OK. Seeing that he was sweating all over his head and the red light on his face, he must have gone somewhere to make wild work and forgot the instructions of the adults. I didn’t say anything, but the latter half-big boy refused, shouting loudly: XXX, come out, pick up the cheap and go to the back. This was not allowed, but it turned out that the two were in a group, and no one bought it. After buying the autumn vegetables, every family showed their abilities. At that time, on the streets, branches, clotheslines and windowsill, flowers and melon seeds, radish strips, cabbage sticks were all dried — in the courtyard, each family has at least one big jar, two or even three big jars with many people. Each family’s chimney is braving White green smoke, pickled sauerkraut, fried turnip shreds, and dried fish and dried kelp-it’s so busy. The little girl would help the parents to do what they could, and the little boy would make trouble everywhere, eating other people’s dried fish, turnip strips and so on, which attracted the scolding and scolding of adults —- in the 70s, I got married, but it still follows the consistent tradition of robbing cabbage, buying radish, pickled snow Red and pickled sauerkraut —- the most interesting thing is to cut flowers and melon seeds. Just pick out the long radish, wash it (don’t be too clean, salt will easily melt off when there is water to pickle), slanting a knife, then horizontal a knife, so that the middle will not break, like a long snake with scales, it is pickled and dried in the sun. In winter, it is soaked in water, mixed with soy sauce, onion, ginger and garlic, or eaten raw or steamed, just like meat. Think about that age when my stomach was short of meat —- when my daughter grew up, I often cooked these things that modern people disdain to eat. One year, my daughter saw me hurriedly buying cabbages and cutting turnips, pickled cabbage, said: Oh, what are you busy? Buy now and eat now. Of course I won’t listen. In winter, I soaked dried sunflower seeds in water, chopped them up, put them in a large bowl, put onion, ginger, garlic, pepper, vinegar, soy sauce, lard oil, and steam them in a pot, pour some sesame oil —- Hey, my daughter ate a lot of oil, and finally came a sentence: Mom, you ate well when you were young! Than we much better. This little bastard, when we were young, we didn’t have so many seasonings, all for making a living. We just put some soy sauce and a little lard oil. How could we have these messy good things! I have been doing this custom until now. In my opinion, today’s ingenuity is essentially different from that of the past. The present storage of winter is a habit and a love for life, it is a kind of memory of the past years, a Inheritance of tradition —- think about it, the snow outside is heavy, the north wind is roaring, the home is warm like spring, on the balcony, there are green cabbages with white hearts, fresh green radish, pickled potherb mustard full of jars, flower melon seeds in the paper shell box, like strips of flying dragons just returned, lay there quietly. Open the lid of the altar pressed on the small jar, and the fresh green potherb mustard inside is as fresh as the one just picked from the ground —- red sweet potato, Brown Taro, white Yam —- how rich! After dinner, sitting on the sofa, a cup of green tea, kowtowing melon seeds, and pressing TV remote control one by one-happy! Even if there is any natural disaster, I am not afraid of it. My family is rich. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Life

Memory of Collection: when it comes to collection, it seems to be a very distant thing. In other words, it was a story that would disappear forever. When I was young, when it came to festivals and new year, my family would take out the candies they bought early and put them on the table. A girl’s eyes were immediately attracted by the transparent candy paper. I like the transparency of candy paper very much. In order to get it, I have to eat sugar. But I was born to dislike eating sugar. Helpless, just staring at people who eat sugar. Otherwise, they would stick to their parents or elder brothers and sisters, and peel the candy to them politely. I got candy paper and their praise, so I felt very happy. I put pieces of transparent candy paper in the book. After a period of time, I went to school and showed off to my classmates. Facing the sunshine, I placed a piece of candy paper flat and neatly in my palm. Slowly, the two sides of the candy paper were magically tilted, and the transparent corners reflected the luster of the sun. The gloss brightened the surprised eyes of a group of girls. They all did what they wanted, smiling. The happiness at that moment was deeply engraved in the girl’s heart. Now I think it is my initial collection, which belongs to the primary stage of collection. My collection career started from this. When I entered middle school, I got a stamp with an incomplete corner by chance. The pattern of the stamp is Meiyuan with a face value of 8 points. Rich patterns, fine lines and complicated colors. A small stamp is so rich in content and beautiful in pattern. I was attracted at once. It happened that the Youth Daily subscribed at that time often introduced the knowledge of stamp collection. At this time, my newspaper clippings were revealed. I cut down those introductions one by one, and specially found a notebook to paste. The value of a piece of red in the motherland, the appearance of the Dragon stamp, the origin of the first stamp, the shape of the triangle stamp and so on are all known through newspaper clipping. Unfortunately, this newspaper clippings was lost later. The communication mode in 1980 s mainly relied on letters. Therefore, it is very convenient to collect stamps. I found out all the old envelopes at home, cut off all the stamps with my parents’ consent, and soaked them in pots filled with water one by one. After a while, gently wash away the glue on the back one by one, carefully clip it out with pliers, spread it on the newspaper office, absorb water and dry it. When the stamps are dry, put them into the stamp album one by one. Stamp Collection books and pliers are all bought with pocket money. After searching for the envelope at home, it wrapped around my brother and sister and asked them to ask their classmates for it. My father went on a business trip and went abroad. He wanted nothing but stamps. As a result, my father sent letters to his home one by one. Without words, he had to send a letter home in a few words. As a result, there are more foreign stamps in hand than domestic ones. At that time, there were also many people collecting stamps. I remembered that I once ran to the front door of the post office. Many people are there, watching, buying and selling. I also got along with it, pretending to be an old stamp collector, listening, watching, walking, taking the opportunity to learn a lot of knowledge about authentication and collecting stamps. So on. I also bought a zodiac stamp. Two months ago, the Post Office was torn down. A few days ago, I passed there, facing the ruins, and paid tribute for a minute. I was busy with this career happily, which lasted for the whole middle school era. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…