My

My company, my relatives, my dream company, the chain train dragged the planter and staggered forward in the field. The roar was enough to wake you up in your dream. Two dazzling rays of light shot at the end of the ground, the rear light shone on the people standing on the planter, walking back and forth unhurriedly, observing the seeds dripping under each drum. The fertile earth was cut several times, and the wet soil embraced every hope of harvest and was gently pressed into the gentle arms by the grinding target. The sunlight and Moonlight moved forward to pull the wind. She held white clouds and covered the blue sky, dropping tiny raindrops on the Earth. The Earth stroked the small face of the sunset glow and kissed the lips of the sunset glow. People waved their hands between the morning glow and the sunset glow, expecting every seed to take root, sprout and be unearthed. When the green seedlings were swaying towards the sun in the wind, people smiled on their cheeks. Dam, watering, fertilizing; Dam, watering, fertilizing again, it is time to smooth the drains. Looking at the golden wheat seedlings on the field, they were looking forward to the arrival of their masters. They laughed and the owners laughed. Raise the stage, knock down, draw sacks, harvest the dust settled, the company people laughed. The thick snow filled the earth, and everything turned into a white world. The warm home became a harbor for rest, and the black and white TV became the ethereal for entertainment. People fell asleep in the sound of snowflakes in the air. The purr of my relatives and father always disturbed my dream of going to college. During the interval of reviewing lessons, I felt shocked when looking at my sleeping parents. The furrows between the corners of the eyes and a trace of white hair between the black hair have crawled to their hearts unconsciously. Sleeping brothers and sisters grew up gradually, and their study, life and future had been put in their parents’ hearts. The hard-working parents for their children just put them in the bottom of their hearts silently, and they will try their best to satisfy every child’s requirements, but they have never satisfied themselves. That pair of cloth shoes had been nailed to the sole of the tire for several times, that pair of trousers had been sewed and mended, and that coat had changed from blue to white. A bundle of rabbit strips makes parents’ backs bend. The wind blows from behind, sweat gently drops and shakes the figure under the sunset, reflecting the long shadow and heading for the home full of hope. That kind of hardship became the happiness of children. Clouds in the sky, like a cup of thick coffee, were put on their backs by their parents. Unfortunately, they haven’t tasted the smell of coffee yet. Moving firewood fills the blank of dusk. The company began to sink in the shadow appointment, and the barking of dogs rose in the erratic place. But my pale words cannot describe my parents. Dream moonlight through the window lattice refraction in my bed, 85 years 5 yue night of the moon and ancients see bright, and I but in the confusion rolling over. The black and white TV of neighbors had already appeared a lot of snowflakes, but they were still reluctant to shut it down, hoping that the TV station staff forgot to turn it off when they slept, and played another episode of TV, but the sound of bursts seems to always disturb my dreams. The days of the pre-selection of college entrance examination gradually came. I lit up a glimmer of hope for myself in confusion, confusion and depression. I know that single-plank bridge is difficult for me to balance. At the moment of jumping, although nine of the ten fingers are on the bridge board, the most important thumb, but it slipped below, and I fell into the river. The dream was shattered. The story of Zhang Haidi, who was physically disabled and determined, touched countless drowning youth all over the country, and also touched me. Therefore, the university dream was realized outside the university without walls. After graduation, I sat in the gap of the company’s cornfield and talked with each corn. The fragments of the past always fall on every piece of corn leaf. The beard of corn was hanging in the air, surrounded by cicadas stirring my thoughts. Sitting here, looking at the light leaves, passing by one after another, and constantly patting our chest and back, I suddenly understood what dream likes (prose editor: drops of ink hurt) 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…