Is outdoors, sky diffuse field of wild grass lush. The air was full of grass filled with abundant rain soaring atmosphere, the taste of moist soil, and, loud thunder --- Jiyu those insects chirping. Xixisuosuo's, like summer, like the lotus pond where the frog toad first to Mighty noisy. Thus, in the wake unawakened, my image appear all kinds of illusion ,---- I was lying on the grass, the leaves of the surrounding strip of grass across from the side, from my bed to wear under body However, stand in the air, and the swagger in the wind. Maybe I'm just kind of flat lying, lying on the soft cotton-like air above the misty nothingness, and there is no bed.
This time, I was very small, perfectly clear, as did air. Then the image is Wonderful, a soft gently lay me where the other one I, as in childhood, wearing a white robe dress, dressed in long hair, brushed aside the thick forest of weeds , singing love songs to those who find insects. In the autumn, to singing crickets have to be the most loud and clear, the creak of the different voice level, they are hidden in different corners, as if to hide in some corner of the room, Zhuodi, or under my bed , the singing voice sounded so close, close as if in my ears, but I know, this new room, how would there be cricket it? That many of the songs should come from downstairs in the garden, perhaps discarded bricks, the garden may be covered with the South Guayang, perhaps. . . . Under the endless grass, how they will not be home?
autumn insects, hither and joy of life. I remember many years ago, the Backstreet family lived in the hospital when the time, my elementary school, junior high or just the mother in the yard under the big tung raised a lot of chickens, a few count it should have twenty- ? This autumn, when the lanterns at night, I and my brother was sent to the south gate mother's side of the road the new street lights repaired under the catch crickets, cricket is like the bright, bright brightly under numerous crickets from the corner Cave, who jumped out of grass, to the lamp together, me and my brother, there are many adults and children, and everyone taking it every holding a drink bottle, a lot of cricket, soon to be filled with a bottle, back to home, these insects become chicken food, because these autumn food, chicken is also extremely robust long, remember to keep the chicken as if the mother is a yellow variety called nine pounds in the fall, fattening food, the home two cocks that all of them have even come up to ten kilos, and the bright feathers, bright red crest, the two of them to the temple every day this fight a dozen hens and play biting, jumping vacated. It seems it really looked spectacular. Temple did not show weakness to those hens,cheap UGG boots, all of them are worth seven or eight pounds, although the heavy weight is not fat, all virtuous, dripping daily giggle, eggs hard. Material in the eighties and not very rich, and I'm home alone eat the eggs. Mother every day, green pepper and scrambled eggs for us, beat egg, salt, salted eggs, drink egg soup, and have thrown eggs in the soup. . . . . . Later, my brother said, Mom, eggs, chicken stock taste there, despite my mother how to say him, he does not eat eggs. I do not eat eggs, too, and then eat too much of a relationship.
recall, in 1988 year, my elementary school sixth grade, it seems that summer, a solar eclipse occurs when the school was observed early organization of our advance is no more than organized in advance to inform you that the first two days a solar eclipse, once in a century, and to everyone in advance ready to use smoked glass, safety glass, the best parents in the children called around the edges with tape package. Alternatively, some classes can also be prepared several large basin filled with water, drops a certain amount of ink, you can also see the solar eclipse of the reflection in the water. That a solar eclipse, from nine o'clock and more, has been continued to 11 o'clock or so, the schools do not have class, or sunglasses, or take the children smoked the glass, looking heavenward. I remember the most wonderful scene that day, the loss in Japan, the entire playground under the trees, a tree is a land of the Crescent Moon, the total solar eclipse, the darkness of space, as if doom. This eclipse, bringing young and shock my immense surprise, that shining jewel like Pearl Bailey, always shine in my memory. And this eclipse brings us the biggest surprise of chicken house is one of them were printed under the sun like eggs, but unfortunately do not understand then, put it into a salty pickled eggs, Kebakeba peel eat, eat just the TV where my day to see a solar eclipse an egg, how many more in diameter, my brother surprised at the TV, that I is ah. But the shell has been stripped of the left half of the children, and just thought up, half of the children can keep, ah, whatever the outcome, what's not to eat egg white, and that half of the children there are still uncompleted shell sun ah. Especially those of our family to eat insects hen so strong, so much under the eggs, certainly better than that to a large TV! Unfortunately, eaten.
that time often, and his brother, and other partners to catch small insects to fight, fighting is the most frequently cricket. Cricket is really aggressive creatures, two males were put together as long as you see them immediately hostile, gearing up about diversion,UGG shoes, promising opportunity, bounced on the other side of the neck is blasted to bite. I'm not too fond of this game, only occasionally stretched his neck to see, see a side Diukuixiejia into disability, or life was not guaranteed. Arrogance won the party's children, to lose one's child dejected, angry, and a look of chagrin. At that time people, most of these are red brick walls or green-brick structure, after a decade, the brick surface of the corroded by time, not the edges and corners, such as powdered uneven. Most insects fall like the courtyard, in the numerous cracks between the blocks where is their home, they come out at night to sing, we play games, hide and seek, and stars across the street is our love of the game, when we hide in the dark the corner, believe it, feeling the soft hand will be something on the wall, basically a gecko, and sometimes also a cricket, cantharidin, bowed like insects. If you are under the street light to move away the stone, bricks children,Discount UGG boots, a dozen watermelon,UGG boots, centipedes, Youyan will panic rampant, we would gloat over the besieged, to take only small sticks, poking, poking the bird, until the insects and people are exhausted. Adults do not have to call out, all of them obediently went home to sleep. That era, most every family has several children, the interval between large and small old and, therefore, always a big collar small, small, great to listen to, parents do not care about all the time. Good meal a day as long as their {them} to like the dinner time, the sleep time, these children will naturally go back to that day with children now choose to pick on food to go, a dozen years old and also what food and clothing are not. Parents of school to go to school every day pick, of course, now too many cars on the street, not the ancient people had. At the time my brother and I often need a large five-turret where the western suburbs all the way to three schools in the Fort, is also now seems very far in the distance, when his brother was small, my father often took him to kindergarten with a bike, met us time to eight with his second bike, with the three of us, I usually sit in front of the beam, the brother and brother on the back seat, all the way down the front shouting Luo ass, behind the call Jisi the his father was laughing Hehe.
childhood, as if filled the grass, play in the wind blatantly arbitrary, in this time of night flashed, and the Mighty noisy insect called the fall one by one struck. I like small child, dressed in a white gown dress, wearing long hair, in the soaring walk through the forest of grass, big eyes wide open, look I have experienced countless moments, or to stand in those years, behind those things, sing to look at innocent, cheerful run, squat down, I see, scattered in the dirt pile in the find, then, what am I me? Or are you me? Or a just Qiuchong me? I looked at the eyes of insects, insect eyes looked at me, eyes and the eyes overlap on both sides, is me.
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