It was windy last night, so I fell asleep to the rustling of leaves on the locust tree outside my window. When I woke up in the morning, I opened the curtains and saw that the green leaves on the tree were much thinner, and I felt soft and sad. Pushing Ethiopia Sugar to open the window, I stuck my head out and saw fallen leaves under the tree. The green leaves that were still swaying in the wind yesterday could only look up at the locust tree in a daze. It seems that the phrase “the west wind withers the green trees” written by Yan Shu was performed last night. Presumably, this Qiu girl has an impatient temper.
Autumn enters this city with its own rhythm. Looking at the high sky in the early morning, a hint of autumn coolness enters my arms, and I can’t help but think of the autumn in my hometown. I understand Ethiopians Sugardaddy that the autumn in my eyes now cannot be compared with the autumn in my hometown in my memory.
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Reminds me of a sentence in an article: “If you truly feel autumn from your heart, you will I have to return to the place where you were born and raised.” I have the same sentiment as the author, but due to my physical condition I cannot return to my hometown for the time being, so now I can only open the window of memory to touch and miss the autumn of my hometown.
Once upon a time, I loved the autumn in my hometown so much. In the autumn of my hometown, the sky is blue and translucent, and it is even more profound and vast. In autumn in my hometown, the countryside is colorful. In autumn in my hometown, the river water is sparkling. In the autumn of my hometown, the smoke from the cooking pots is poetic…
In my memory, I remember the crisp and sunny autumn days, IEthiopia Sugar Daddy likes to stand on the roof of the adobe house and look around. The autumn of my hometown jumps into my eyes. When you are lucky, you will often see a few flowing clouds in the sky, floating mischievously, and then hanging on the poplar trees standing in the distance, as attractive and cute as the mouth-watering marshmallows. The crops in the distant countryside are dazzlingly colorful. Ethiopia EscortThe red beach turned from the red Suaeda grass in the endless salt-alkali land meets the blue sky in the distance. It is clear to Lan Jingwei that it is a beautiful picture of an autumn painter splashing spring colors on his hometown. One tells about joy and maturity, and the other chants the long and profound years. Finally, the adults brought red sorghum as red as fire, cotton as white as snow, and yellow as goldET Escorts‘s brilliant yellow Corn cobs and other crops are harvested and returned to the villageET Escorts, while my friends and I rushed to the red beach on the salt-alkali land to find our dreams. We chased on the Red Beach, and the clear red and blue were the direction of our pursuit. In the pursuit, my friends and I grew up gradually. Ethiopians SugardaddySome people have crossed the red and blue in the distance to find their dreams. Some people are fiercely attacking their vocation and continue to cultivate the field in their hearts. And I have become Ethiopians Escort a wanderer in a foreign land. From then on, the autumn of my hometown became farther and farther away from me, turning into nostalgia engraved in my memory.
“The blue sky, the yellow leaves on the ground, the spring waves, the cold smoke and green on the waves.” Every autumn, I will see the beautiful scenery written by Fan Zhongyan from the spring scenery of my hometown. Autumn, what a poetic season! The sky in my hometown becomes more and more distant, vast and profound, and Miss Xia’s green clothes are gradually dyed into colorful colors by the colored pens waved by Miss Qiu. No matter how reluctant Miss Xia is, it is in vain and she can only wave away. And I am always delighted by the autumn on the fence in the yard of my old house.
In the middle of every difficulty lies opportunity. The hometown of my childhood, the awakening people and villages,There is always that loud crowing sound. In autumn, the subsequent barking of dogs calls up wisps of autumn wind to float over the village, and the village will quickly open its sleepy eyes.
Ethiopians Sugardaddy I woke up too. With sleepy eyes, I watched the morning light outside the window pouring into the old adobe house through the glass window. The red flowers and green leaves below the quilt on the big kang (there is no quilt, only the quilt inside and outside.) seemed to be awakened by the soft morning light. , the color is doubled Ethiopia Sugar Daddy, and the flowers and leaves are a little more lively, which is instantly pleasing to the eye. No sleepiness at all, I happily ran to the yard to feel the autumn mood.
In the early morning of autumn in my hometown, the traces of being kissed by dewdrops are obvious. The soil underfoot is wet, the leaves are moist and soft, and the flowers smile shyly with dewdrops in their mouths. Although the fruit is also covered with dew, the moment you hold it in your hand, you feel firm and full. Those sad words about autumn in ancient poems should be ashamed to express in words now. The autumn of my hometown presents everyone with its warmth. I like to touch their warmth one by one and feel the growing autumn atmosphere.
I like to look around through the haze of morning light. The old adobe house is covered with morning light and quietly looks at the human fireworks in front of it. Wisps of smoke curl up from the chimney on the adobe roof. When the wind blows, it is like a dancer’s shaking sleeves, floating poetically, drifting into the deep sky with the cool autumn wind and gradually dissipating. I like Ethiopians Sugardaddy to stand in a corner of the yard and quietly watch it gradually disappear in front of me. Sometimes I would foolishly worry whether the wisps of poetic smoke that diffused into the sky would lose their way and float to the distance in their hearts.
Those colorful morning glories that bloom noisily in summer still dominate the fence walls in autumn. In the early morning, the morning light shines on the fence wall, and the morning glory rolls playfully with sparkling little dews. It is crystal clear. Opportunities don’t happen, you create them. You will fall in love with it from the bottom of your heart. On the fence wall, the one that competes with the morning glory is undoubtedly the bean sprout climbing on the fence wall. Several eyebrow beans planted by my mother during the Qingming Festival have grown wildly in the summerET Escorts, it didn’t take long for him to climb up the fence and have fun. In autumn, other vines such as loofah, grapevine, gourd, etc. climb on the fence wall, and their scattered flowers seem to have become the flowers on the fence wallEthiopians EscortEmbellished. As for green loofah, yellow-orange grapes, green gourds and other fruits, the number hanging on the fence is far inferior to the purple eyebrow pods. The purple eyebrow pods on the fence wall, which look like crescent moons and smiling eyebrows, are like strings of elves swaying in the wind, making the autumn of my hometown extra enchanting.
In my memory, the vines of Meidou in my hometown are full of energy. They try their best to climb up every day, looking for the direction of their lives. They are as tenacious as my respectable and lovely hometown people. When the eyebrow beans spare no effort to climb up the fence Ethiopians Escort, no matter how lush the green leaves are, they can never cover up the order of things. Of the blooming flowers. Blossoming Ethiopia Sugar Daddy, bunches, elegant white, attractive yellow, attractive purple, open butterfly shape The flowers are like colorful butterflies flying among the green leaves, attracting people’s love. I like standing by the fence and watching them dazzlingly beautiful as they sway in the wind. I counted one, two, and three flowers in detail, but I couldn’t count them.
“Mom, come and count them for me. There are so many flowers in bloom that I can’t even count them.” Looking at the colorful eyebrow flowers crowded together in the morning mist , I was so dazzled that I couldn’t count them.
The busy mother smiled and said to me: “Girl, if you can’t count the flowers, please find out how many pods they have.”
I counted and counted, I have never been able to count how many eyebrow pea flowers have bloomed, let alone how many pods it has. As I counted, the flowers of the eyebrow peas withered and the pods formed became old. Until my mother would blanch the green beans and dry them in the sun, or put the green beans in a pickle jar and pickle them. Autumn in my hometown ET Escorts Day, it becomes a delicious memory on the tip of the tongue.
The beauty of autumn in my hometown is not limited to the spring scenery on the fence wall of the old house yard Ethiopia Sugar. If you want To find the flavor of autumn in my hometown, I have to go for a walk in the countryside and rivers of my hometown.Go and take a look. There are red sorghums waiting for you to cheer; there are smiling rice fields waiting for you to smell the fragrance of rice flowers; there are grinning cottons waiting for you to pick; there are big beans crushing the pods. The beans are waiting for you to praise them; there are plump fish and shrimps waiting for you to take them home and turn them into delicious food…
In my memory, in autumn, harvest events take place in the countryside of my hometown. Adults are busy crossing the fields, their cloth shoes are stained with soil. The rustic farmers have long been accustomed to this kind of life. What I remember most is the scene of harvesting red sorghum. The men behind them were waving sickles to cut off the sorghum stalksEthiopians Escort was laid flat on the ground, and the women followed closely behind, using special pruning knives to cut off the red sorghum ears, and then quickly tied up the sorghum ears that still smelled of soil, and finally stacked them Among the fields. Under the bright sun, it looks like piles of burning bonfires from a distance. That is my favorite autumn scenery. When I heard the whip Ethiopia Sugar being whipped, the carriage and oxen Ethiopia SugarThe car carried them back to the village. The sorghum field was full of emptiness, and the spring scenery of their hometown became more and more intense. Although it is autumn, the sweat of those hometown people working in the fields is constantly dripping on the soil, and the soil has long been accustomed to the silent love given to them by the farmers. The children will not be idle at that moment. Most of them will go into the crop fields to catch grasshoppers and pick dog milk (nightshade). Bamboo sticks were skewered with plump grasshoppers, and each little life soon turned into the mouth-watering aroma of roasted grasshoppers. After eating the roasted grasshoppers, I imported a handful of dog milk, which was sweet and sour to relieve the greasiness. Their little mouths were covered with roasted ash, and some of them were dyed purple by the purple juice of the dog milk. They all looked like cats with colorful faces. . At that moment, no one could be more embarrassed, savoring the beauty of autumn in my hometown, feeling extremely happy and satisfied.
Compared with the fun of catching grasshoppers, roasting grasshoppers, and eating dog milk, in autumn, it is more fun to set up pots and fish in the riverEthiopians EscortInterest and happiness are even better.
AutumnThe morning fog dispersed, and everything became open and cheerful.
“Let’s go, go fishing.” Every time, there will be a response.
The small river in my hometown is always the main battlefield for children to play. Although the adults usually tell them not to play in the river, when the children have fun, they have long forgotten the nagging of the adults.
Often they form what the children see as a “mighty” team, carrying a broken basin, a wicker basket, and several handfuls of food that are much taller than their height. shovel, high-spirited, and rushed towards their “main battlefield”.
The older boys are commanders and will imitate the adults in Motivation is what gets you starEthiopians Sugardaddyted. Habit is what keeps you going. Observe the riverside, then select a river branch and command: “Put a boat here.”
After giving the order, friends, you shovel, I shovel, and soon a solid earth mound was successfully blocked.
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There is also a trick to building a sugar daddy. The side where you wash out water should be strengthened and widened, and it should not be too high. This is to save effort when washing out water. Before the water panning begins, a small pit is dug at the water panning area, and then the wicker basket is placed at the water inlet. The purpose is to prevent fish from entering the dug pit and being panned out. Everything is ready, just waiting for the fish and shrimps to “reappear”.
“Look, there is a big crucian carp there.”
“Look, there is a crucian carp there.”
The little friend got excited.
“Master, come on!”
In the laughter of my companions, I harvested half a basket of fish and shrimps. Although not as many as everyone expected, the energy and fun of encouraging each other and working together among the friends during the process of setting up a boat and fishing for fish far outweighed the number of fish and shrimp caught.
Having achieved strategic results and satisfying your taste buds is what everyone wants. Simply cook shrimps and grill fish by the river. The original and delicious food is imported, and the aroma of grilled fish floats far away in the wind, arousing the greed of the adults working in the fields.
“Second uncle, why do I smell the aroma of grilled fish.”
“Yes, I smell it too.” Someone supported.
“Look at how greedy you old men are.” The woman Ethiopia Sugar Daddy made fun of the men. At this moment, her nose couldn’t help but sniff, and the aroma of grilled fish must have sneaked into her nostrils.
This autumn, many years later, I recall the scene of setting up a farm and fishing for fish as if it was yesterday. I don’t know about those friends who used to go fishing and hunt for fish with me. How many of you still remember that time? What I understand is that the small river where we build boats and hunt for fish has long since dried up.
In the autumn of my hometown, are you still the same as before?
I saw a bunch of red peppers hanging on the outer wall of the adobe house waving to me, telling me about its joy. I saw the golden ears of millet, hanging dazzlingly on the adobe wall, showing me its stickiness. Do something today that your future self will thank you for. I saw the golden corn cob sleeping in the hole. It was telling me about the passing years. I saw the wild geese returning south in a herringbone formation, their screams Ethiopia Sugar, and they talked to me about my hometown. Nostalgic. I heard the “chirp” of autumn insects. That was Ethiopia Sugar Daddy. They were singing the love song of autumn. I heard, “The wind is blowing, the autumn is cool, go home!”
In the autumn of my hometown, I will finally wait for you. And the person who called me has become a memory in autumn…