Every weekend, looking for things to do I often habitually take out the tattered album, but for me, it is almost like a treasure. The collection of my beautiful memories and childhood sweet and sour growth process. I found one of the most memorable photos from that album.
It's been about seven years since this photo was taken, and it's been a long time since I've seen the view. But it was not a great experience, but one that I still remember to this day.
It was a holiday morning when a distant relative of mine invited my family to his house. As soon as I heard that we were going to Bazhong District, I couldn't hold back my excitement (you know, I've never had the experience of going so far away from home). Where people, things, attracted me full of curiosity at the time, careful mom also urged me not to forget to bring the camera, otherwise there will be no such memories to witness.
We sat in a Santana, over mountain after mountain, town after town, and the scenery along the way many times to switch, we finally arrived at the destination. The landscape in front of me stunned me, asphalt wide road, clean and tidy streets, scaled than the house all made me stupefied. Mom said, "There are more things that will amaze you!" After my mom's words of reminder, I really want to visit every new and strange place.
So we went into a store that had literally everything. There was everything we had, everything we didn't have, and more than a few times as much, and a dazzling array of merchandise, which I've never felt before!
After we ate lunch at a relative's house, my mom suggested that we go to the "River Road". I was very puzzled, could there be a riverwalk here? When we arrived at the intersection, I was once again attracted by the lush trees, green lawns, and relaxing newcomers. I felt like a frog at the bottom of a well, with too little knowledge and too little range of motion. I asked to be photographed under a big tree next to the turquoise river.
And this photo has become one of my most precious!
"Washing" photos
Whenever I open a photo album and immerse myself in happy memories with each photo, I can't help but think of a funny thing.
That year, I was five years old. One day, mom was not at home. I was bored, so I rummaged around the house, looking for all the toys I could play with. When I got tired of playing, I lay down on the sofa and thought, "It's boring, there's nothing to play with anymore. Suddenly, my eyes lit up, found a picture on the TV, because it was already blurred, mom said two days ago in the throw away. I immediately had a ghost idea: "Today I have to help my mother to do something, the photo is so fuzzy, I have to find a way to wash it clean, my mother will come back to the table Yang I"
Said dry, I find a basin, put a basin of water, and then learn from my mother's appearance, add a little laundry detergent in it. Everything is ready, put the photo into the water and began to wash! I rubbed and rubbed vigorously, rubbing and thinking: "After a while, the photos will become very clear, and then I will wash all the photos in the house" Not waiting for me to finish thinking, my mother came back
"Lili, what are you doing at home"?
"Helping you to wash the pictures" I answered my mom loudly.
"You can wash the picture" mom came over with suspicion
"Don't believe you see" I fished out the picture. Oh my God, do not know without looking, a look shocked, the photo is not washed before just a blur, but there is still a shadow, now there is nothing!
"Haha, my son is really good at washing photos ah, washed really clean, there is nothing left" mom is laughing curved waist
Hey, the childhood of me, how naive ah!
The memories caused by the old photos
Summer vacation, I returned home.
When I was idle, my grandfather always sat quietly on the sofa, which was an old-fashioned, old-style sofa, a sit on it will make a creaking sound, everything in my grandfather's house are antique items, history has left traces on them, and the caress of time has made them fragile, as if they could not withstand the ravages of these nascent pimple us. He fumed for a while, then looked out through the window, pondered for a moment, pulled open a drawer, raised some dust, and took out a black-and-white photo, then fell into deep thought.
I watched his face covered with clouds of sadness occasionally floated a few hints of a smile, this smile, a bitter smile, a cold smile, but also a smile from the heart, and sometimes reveal a few hints of bleakness, a worm in the brain crawling deeper, his sorrowful expression makes people uneasy, and finally a sigh, the dark clouds dispersed, calm, seriousness, and was carved back into the face again.
I walked over and sat beside Grandpa: Grandpa, what kind of picture is this?
It is a good idea for me to take a look at it. Why are you so emotional about an old photo?
His brows were locked in sadness, take a look, this is an old photo of me when I graduated from the university, there are many young and beautiful boys and girls on it, aren't they? I gazed around the faces of each person, the men were handsome and dashing, the women were soft and pouty, but there were also many unimpressive people, and just at the moment when the shutter flashed, each of them showed the brightest smile.
Look at how handsome this young man is, who was a marvelous figure within our class at that time. His intelligence entitled him to be proud, his overbearing personality brought him not rejection but awe, and he could always state his opinions at length. He did not study hard, but always got good grades, he always said: Chew, that old bull is still burying his head in the sand! This made him a target for many people. The body over always followed a gang of people, not to mention how godlike.
What about him now? I asked, letting go of the fact that I had seen this man in my own life.
Hey, a few reunions have not seen him, I heard that he graduated to a good unit, but soon for some reason stayed not long left, the last time I saw him was a long time ago, see him check the plain clothes, probably know that the living conditions are not how so many years, is dead or alive do not know. It's really pathetic, but also the world is unpredictable ah. I am lonely, everything is a bit unexpected.
Grandpa's hand fell on another girl, you see, this flamboyant girl, but also our school before counting the beautiful, singing and good, language, history are good, nothing to bubble library dancing, how good girl ah. But after graduation, she only became a middle school teacher. Husband does not make much money, children have a few, the day is not better than on which, after all, the burden is heavy. She was at the reunion to see a few times, the face of a lot of maturity, changed a lot, the fragrance of the loss of haggard can.
In comparison, Grandpa I'm still good. Instead, it is not known, once and I have a good friendship but not outstanding he mixed well, after graduation, everything is smooth, can not say that it is luck, life ah, reunion, this obscure young man is still quite stupid, but people have a head, the status is not the same, your grandpa was also young ah!
Submerged for a long time, he stretched the forehead eyebrow, leaning on the sofa back slowly straighten up, tongue chewing for a long time, open his mouth, after all, granddaddy life peace, although glory and wealth did not, children and grandchildren have been. I care, dedication so much, there are so many people around me care about me, love me, I at least belly full of not wine and meat but love, I think this is the best life, the most no regrets life, you say is not it!
Listening to the granddaddy said for a long time, my chest heavy clouds, from time to time muffled thunder rolled. Grandpa said two young and vigorous knowledgeable teenagers, but the second half of life is so bleak, in when I heard instead of nameless people have made a name for themselves, I feel a kind of inexplicable fear, crawling from the chest to the throat, wanting to speak again and again. I am a grade in most people are still considered a better grade, I am afraid that one day I grovel to serve a silent people, I am more afraid of one day since I will be reduced to begging on the street, and alms are precisely the study of the silent classmates, think of this, a shiver. Had to use Newton from childhood smart, Warren Buffett from childhood business ability to appease the heart of self inequality, but whenever I imagine my future life is unbearable; cultured Kong Yi has been at that time to do up stealing tricks hook file; Einstein from childhood mischievous grow up but have to do when I will be worried about their own prospects. Because of the human life ah, so small, so impermanent, so stormy, so difficult to predict, fear of right and wrong turn empty, longing for power, glory forever, that is human nature, just as I wavered in my mind for this hesitation, grandpa helped me open up the heart.
It's a good thing that you're not a big fan of the idea that you're not a big fan of the idea. When all the people will worry about the prospect of how to spend their lives and stuck in the sorrow and misery, because they want to money power, desire. But my grandfather is exceptionally free, because his belly is not filled with wine and meat, but love ah. Because the full and rich love of life is absolutely meaningful.
A person's life is like walking in the valley, gloomy and winding mountain path in the darkness of desire, but when the light of love illuminates the valley, everything, flowers and trees, do not all become beautiful and vitality?
Caused memories
Looking back, into the eyes, is actually two around the black veil of the effigy.
"No?" I shook my head desperately, unable to believe the facts in front of me, but the tears came out like a waterfall, "Grandpa? Grandma? How could this happen?" I screamed hysterically. I want it!" A crazy girl who doesn't know what's going on is crying for chocolate. The grandparents on the side frowned, coincidentally looking out the window at the pouring rain, and the trees bent by the gale, shaking their heads and sighing helplessly.
"I'll go and come?" After a firm and calm but old words, a sudden gust of wind with rain rolled on my face cold and icy, followed by a dull slamming of the door. "Hey?" Grandma hurriedly stood up, patted her thighs, and then watched with anxious eyes as Grandpa, who was struggling to walk with an umbrella against the wind and rain outside the window, disappeared from view. The little girl watched through the cracks in her fingers while eating and laughing.
Ten minutes passed ...... half an hour passed ...... the little girl complained about not being able to eat the chocolate, the grandmother fidgeted on the sidelines, anxiously walking back and forth, but also from time to time to comfort the little girl.
"I'm back!" The stone in the grandmother's heart finally landed. "I dropped by some peaches!" Grandpa said with a smile, rainwater dripping straight down from his thinning white hair. "Alas! The umbrella broke halfway, and the wind was too strong? Ying Ying, wait up! Your chocolate!" Grandpa gave the chocolates to the little girl and got busy changing his clothes ......
After the little girl finished the chocolates, her eyes were staring straight at those peaches, "Well, it looks delicious, eat a few more while your brother isn't around!" This little glutton immediately took one. "Ya, it's so sweet! Let's 'harbor' a few more!" The little girl grabbed a few tiptoed into her between ......
"Alas! This little girl who doesn't know any better and still 'steals peaches', how is it that I was me at that time?" At this time, my heart is how guilty ah!
The night of December 29, 2007, Grandpa went away with regrets. His old man hoped that his uncle would give birth to a son (listening to my mom, my aunt was already pregnant at that time), and for me, he had high hopes. Because my academic performance from the first grade of elementary school has been very good, his old man always see people to praise me, saying that in the future I am the Li family's "female scholar", and hope to see me in his lifetime to get a prestigious university ...... how could not imagine, love my grandfather! I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good look at this, and I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good look at this. I hope you two in heaven forever happy and happy! Here I want to tell you two: uncle gave birth to a fat boy, I was awarded the school as an outstanding graduate. Granddaughter I will not let down your expectations, will be towards the beautiful goal of serious efforts to learn, solid and determined to move forward.
Rest in peace! Grandpa! Rest assured! Grandma! You two go well!
Memories of the Bat
After the midterm exams last semester, the parent-teacher conference was over. I was instructed by my teacher that I had to start organizing my clutter, throwing away useless, age-inappropriate toys and books.
Just as I was organizing into a large drawer, I touched something hard and it caught my attention. I wanted to take it out and take a closer look at it, but the object was pressed against the bottom by other items. In order to be able to know the true identity of this object, so I was busy moving the book that was pressed on top of this object. When I managed to get this hard object out of the drawer, I was shocked. It turned out to be a "bat" kite that had been sitting in the drawer for a long time, unattended!
One spring day, several years ago, I flew this kite with my father at Jade Sea Plaza. When this kite came to my home, I thought about it day and night, and every night when I was doing my homework, I was always distracted, staring straight at the kite, looking forward to the day when I would let this kite fly into the sky to come soon. So this week's double holiday, I will be excited with the "bat" kite, and my father came to the beautiful scenery of the Rui'an Bund, ready to fulfill the "bat" flying dream.
As soon as we arrived at the fountain in front of Shui On Bund, a large and small kite came into our eyes, and a burst of laughter came into our ears. Across the steps to the second floor, we seem to have come to a fairy tale world, only to see the sky flying, running on the ground, swimming in the water, I do not know when these animals were transplanted on the wings made of wind, a head of all flying into the sky. Originally will fly birds do not need to be afraid, they have long been accustomed to. But only just know how to fly "centipede", "ants" they can be afraid of a lot, hard refused to fly up to the sky, for fear that they will be inattentive to fall into pieces. But fortunately, they are in the master of the persuasion comfort, or fly on the blue sky.
But the centipede's heart was on edge because its natural enemy, the rooster, was right underneath it. "The centipede can only hold its breath and try not to be discovered by its natural enemy. In fact, the rooster had already found its food and was waiting for a perfect time to jump up and bite the delicious food! But the good times don't last long, the rooster's natural enemy - "Harrier Hawk" also appeared, only to see it staring eyes, lurking in the back of the "rooster", is ready to pounce on the cold, taste this long lost! The best thing about it is that it's not a good idea to eat it! Isn't this the ancient saying, "The mantis catches the cicada, the yellow bird is at the back"? Hey, speaking of which, where are the other three protagonists now? Let me look for them. Oh, it turns out that the three of them are on the other side of the Bund, staged a wonderful "fight to the death" it!
Nearby is a child who is flying a dragonfly kite. He was staring at the kite in the sky with his head tilted up, his right hand holding the spool and his left hand pulling the string. On the side, his younger brother was cheering for his brother: "Come on, brother! Your kite is flying really high! Try harder to surpass the tallest 'Flying Monkey'! Come on!" When my brother heard the cheering and encouragement, he was infected and flew even more vigorously! After a while, the dragonfly surpassed the flying monkey and became the best. The younger brother saw this scene, happy to jump three feet high, cheering up: "brother, you can be awesome ah ......"
See here, I can not help but jump to try, stupid, I quickly will be my "" Bat "" out. I took out my "bat", everything is ready, all we need is the east wind. At this time, the west wind blew up, I don't care what, this is the east wind or what kind of wind, and hastened to copy the gourd, and modeled the kite against the wind and ran up, and like usual play paper airplane, up a throw, the kite will be wobbly and fly up. However, due to the lack of skill, the "bat" fell down from mid-air. I wasn't discouraged and tried again and again with my dad. After several failures and frustrations, we finally made the bats fly into the sky successfully. Watching them roam in the blue sky, I gradually felt a desire to fly. It's a shame that we humans can't fly like birds, so we have to rely on flying machines.
But as soon as my "bat" succeeded in reaching the sky, the nearby "mosquito" that had been hovering in the sky for a long time suffered. I do not know because the nature of the bat is to love to eat mosquitoes, or other reasons. Our "bat" has been on the "mosquito" eye, even repeatedly violated the "mosquito" territory, trying to eat this for the wrongdoing of the "mosquito", but the "mosquito", but the "mosquito", but the "mosquito", but the "mosquito", but the "mosquito", but the "mosquito", but the "mosquito", but the "mosquito". Mosquito", but repeatedly failed. Finally, once "bat" almost and "mosquito" touch together, eat it. But of course, the owner does not want them to touch each other, try to separate them, otherwise, if the kite string is entangled together, but it is very troublesome ah! Really, it seems that even non-living kites will not forget the honorable mission left by their ancestors! Thinking of this, I turned my head to look at the owner of the "mosquito", oh, I did not expect that at this time, he is also turning his head to look at us, so we looked at each other happily and smiled.
"What are you doing? Do not hurry to organize?" Suddenly, a sound woke me up, I hurriedly turned around to see, it was dad, just now just a memory ah! I only then came back to my senses. I saw the kite in my hand and asked my dad, "Dad, do you still want this kite?" "No, I don't want it, it's all broken like this. Besides, the competition is so fierce nowadays, so there's still time to fly a kite!" Dad was right, I had already entered junior high school, and in two and a half years I would have to enter the examination room, so I had no time to play. But I couldn't resist my father's order, so I reluctantly handed over the kite.
We have grown up slowly, but how much can we gain from it? Sometimes, we miss the life of our childhood. As the song goes, "I don't want to grow up, the world is not a fairy tale when I grow up, I don't want to grow up, I'd rather be stupid and foolish forever!"
Really, we'd rather be a little kid forever, looking at this whole world with childish eyes, forever and ever ......
Here are a few, don't look at it the wrong way