No matter how round the moon is in other countries, I won't say she is round. I knew from the beginning that the moon was the circle of my hometown.
Tonight, I miss my hometown after a long separation. I know that the fried rice cake in my hometown is licking my mouth again, and the rice wine in my hometown is sweetening my heart. The long river in my hometown took me to a distant place. I left her after that. then .....
Country life
Life in the countryside is spent in a chop knife, sickle and hoe. A day's plan lies in the morning, and a year's plan lies in the spring. It is under this plan that my relatives have lived like a year for most of their lives. I walked barefoot through mud and narrow paths for many years. They have never walked out of the mountains in their lives, only I am still going on, living like a wanderer.
Only mom is the best.
Among my relatives, my mother is the best. When I was a child, my mother picked up bamboo shells and bought cloth to make cloth shoes for me. The faint kerosene lamp shone my mother's shadow on my heart. At that time, it was mostly in the middle of the night, with a cold wind and heavy snow. I lay in the quilt because my mother sewed a needle and thread to keep me warm.
first time
People will encounter many firsts in their life, so I made a mistake in the first exam, passed by the ideal high school for the first time, fell in love for the first time, and realized for the first time that I was a straw bag and a useless person. The first time I was scolded by a girl as a complete fool, even a girl was unhappy. I began to feel depressed and vent my dissatisfaction. So I started these firsts again, and later I learned that there are never firsts in one's life, that is, life and death.
Who am I thinking about tonight with? Is it a full moon? I know her. I can best represent my heart!