1, it is getting better and better.
My hometown is a remote mountain village. There are no tall buildings in the city; There are no busy streets in the city; There is no supermarket rich in goods. But it has its own unique beauty-simplicity. Looking around, high peaks stand in front of your eyes. There is a small river at the foot of the mountain, bypassing the whole village and looking down from the top of the mountain. This river is like a clear and transparent belt. Several wild willows were planted by the river, and the breeze blew, and the green branches and leaves danced on the river. It was beautiful! On holidays, children go to the mountains to herd cattle in groups of three and five, and the cows jingle and are accompanied by the loud singing of the little shepherd boy, which is particularly pleasant to listen to. In the field, farmers' uncles are working hard. Look, how hard they work! After the hard work of farmers' uncles; After their hard work, they finally built a new house with their own hands. Every household has built a brick house and pasted beautiful white tiles on it. These bright houses are particularly beautiful against the green peaks. At noon, all the men, women and children in the village gathered on the flat ground under the village Committee, talking and laughing, and the whole village was immersed in joy. Many families in the village have bought TVs, and some have installed several TVs. In the evening, everyone turns on the TV and watches TV together. Every household's lights are on. Seen from a distance, lights are like stars hanging in the sky. My hometown is not only beautiful, but also people live in harmony. How harmonious and peaceful people feel.
My father is getting younger and younger.
When my father came back from cutting his hair, we all laughed at his new hairstyle-the hair on the back of his head was cut neatly, without any layers, rough and playing like a child.
Father is 50 years old, more and more like a child. He never lifts his legs when he walks, and his feet rattle against the ground. From the room, I can't tell whether he is walking or my 8-year-old nephew is walking. Sometimes, the food is not delicious, and he stubbornly refuses to eat it; It's getting cold, so it takes him a long time to put on more clothes.
Father is a little "crazy" When there are guests at home, my father will talk gruffly with his mother on purpose, and he will insist on fighting with the guests for the first pot of jiaozi-he knows that there are guests at home and his mother will not quarrel with him. As soon as the guests leave, my father will humbly apologize to my mother.
Every time dad comes back from outside, the first sentence must be: where is your mother? If the mother is at home, the father will stop talking and do what he should do; If mom isn't at home, dad turns around and rides his bike to look everywhere. He took great pains to get my mother back, and nothing happened. Once, when my father came back from morning exercise, my mother said: I didn't look in the mirror before going out, my face wasn't washed clean, and my eyes were still on it. Father didn't believe me: I went out for a walk. Why didn't others find out? You found out? Mom felt funny: others were embarrassed to tell you when they found out. They are such big people.
There are some scrap metal, used newspapers or plastic bottles at home, and my father will happily take them to the scrap collection station to sell. The 35 yuan sold will not be turned over to my mother, but will be put in my own pocket as "private money" to buy snacks.
My father used to live frugally and never refused to eat out or eat any snacks. Now that I am a woman, I don't have any big expenses, so I am generous and often buy snacks. Father likes to eat baked wheat cake and board meat best. Once, my father told my mother in front of me: I always put a dollar of meat, only once the sesame cake was a little big, I put two dollars of meat, and your mother thought I was wasting it. I feel very funny in my heart. This is not my serious and unsmiling father. He is obviously a greedy child. I took out 10 yuan from my pocket and gave it to him, asking him to use it exclusively to buy baked wheat cakes, telling him not to tell his mother. Father happily accepted the money and went out. The next day, I passed by the kitchen and heard my father show off to my mother: My daughter bought me 10 a plate of baked wheat cake meat, or my daughter was kind to me!
I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my heart-we are getting bigger and bigger, but my father is getting smaller and smaller. That kind of feeling is like a poem written by a poet named Liang Yun-"I want to be a father for a while": my father is old/standing there/like a small sloping earth wall/... my father's attitude towards me is becoming more and more like a child/I talk to my father/my father always nods/I can't understand what I mean at the moment/grinned at me. ......
3, time can really change many people, many things, many things ... people are getting more and more annoyed! I really hope I am still a child, a child lying in my mother's arms, a child who doesn't know how sad, a child who doesn't know how sad!
I don't want to smell sadness, I don't want to hear the sound of heartbreak, I don't want to try the salty taste of tears ... Even if everyone thinks I am a weak person and a useless person, it doesn't matter, because I really don't want to feel sad, heartbroken and salty. ......
But I know that reality is unavoidable, because I am alive and I live in this ordinary world!
I have become more and more mature, and writing articles has become more and more mature. This is life! I live a mature life ... this is my life, everyone's life journey!
I feel wronged and won't cry in my mother's arms, and I won't cry if I ask my mother for a few sweets. I have learned to think with my brain and record with a pen ... my tears are on paper! The pen knows my heart, but you still don't!
I use my heart to record the happiness and sadness of growing up, I seal my tears with paper, and I write my love into the deepest part of my heart. It turns out that growth means more and more thoughts in your heart! ! !
I have grown up and matured. ......