I don’t know which year or month the sky changed color, and a crescent moon appeared from the deepest water by the river. The mountains are high here and the water is clear, but I found the wrong bridge and had to walk the road again. The two mountains are made of thousands of stones. The flowers and plants in the mountains are much more colorful than those elsewhere. It is better to walk on the road than to row a boat in the water. I often mutter these words in my mouth: "Those who leave early and come early should be more respectful to me who come late and come back late. Because I am the youngest child in the family and I am afraid of burning the "jade" in my hands. Good things are indispensable to me, and don't expect me to do all the bad things. "
People walking on both sides of the bridge always act like good people who are afraid of seeing others, with a bit of black on their faces, which makes people laugh. There are two orchids at the door that everyone wants to take away all year round. In the seemingly big leaves A small hole will also be squeezed out, and the light will spread from the inside to the outside. Whenever it thunders and rains, it seems to be a ceremony specially made for flowers. The flowers swing their roots downwards, fanning the fragrance of the soil. , Yu followed closely without stopping, her eyes were a bit incomprehensible and she couldn’t guess. This flower made people’s hearts understand some actions that ordinary people can’t think of. At this time, my mother would run to me and explain this to me. everything.
"People by the bridge will say: "No one has the intention to plant strange flowers, but there are close friends who come here to look for them. "I don't know whether it's right or wrong, but I have no way of knowing where this statement comes from. The mountain faces a bottomless lake. The water in the stream is rolling and jumping towards the lake. The first sight when I wake up It was a beam of light surrounded by small trees in circles. I raised my legs and did not dare to step hard. My hands swayed back and forth on my waist. Within ten steps, I slowly fell down. His breath gradually stopped, and his hand unconsciously hit the ground. Blood flowed out drop by drop. Another scratch appeared on his hand. From his hands to his feet, there were traces of being broken and knocked open, but there were not too many scratches. It hurts, but it will make the stone slab in front of me harder, causing me to step on my feet violently and open my hands to shout the slogan of moving forward. "
A year has passed, and a year has come again. On rainy days, my mother's memory will be confused again. I am deaf and can only hear faint sounds in my right ear. It’s really my fault that I don’t understand my mother’s daily hardships. When I got to the doctor and rescuer, another piece of bad news came out: “People’s hearts change with age.” , I sent your mother away so that you would never forget your kindness.
Your mother cannot fully recognize people, let alone distinguish between good and evil. If you see that knife dangling in front of her, you will see her face full of anger. Smiling, he also jumped and clapped his hands. When you were not prepared, he raised a hand to grab your hand, threw it out with the force of his whole arm, and threw you into the sky. "
I often do that! An old gentleman with a bad mouth said: "You have no ability except to lie to me and bully me. I stay up all night and all night just to cure my mother. If you don't tell me the truth, , I really have to stay here and cry and make a fuss, it’s great if you don’t care about your face.” I visited my husband again and again, just wanting to get life-saving medicine, but seeing that he was losing weight day by day, life was no better than death. How many. It's not easy for me to support the family alone. My father passed away before I could see him. Tell me about the laughter in my family. Tears cut into full gaps on people's bodies. When the river rushes, the gaps will be restored. The crescent moon.
Where there are flowers and grass, there must be a person. That person has long hair, a high back turned outwards, and a force between his legs to push away the wind. Until she put down her feet and walked, until she climbed the mountain, she had never seen it. As the wind picked up, there was movement underfoot. Someone was playing a piano on the tree near the lake, playing a familiar tune. The beauty who heard the piano became more energetic from head to toe. She quickly closed the door and rushed towards In the woods. My mother pretended to have a bad memory and yelled at me several times in an angry tone: "You have to ask me first before screaming, but you must not make any arbitrary decisions and make the gap in the river shine like the moon. This bad breath makes my heart bigger." I imitated her tone, changed my face and said softly: "Look, you are angry again. Remember, my mother's heart is only for you, and my father is not alone. No one from me can take it away."
I grabbed my mother's hand and shook it, as if to shake off the dirt. I smeared a layer of leaves on my arm and let my mother smell it. My mother shook her head and said, "Don't you mind if it smells so bad? Stay away from me, lest the stench smells to me. "I know very well that my mother raised me with the help of good people on the street. Even at a young age, I already understood what my mother said: "The tears will form a tear and it will hurt a few times from time to time. The crying became less loud and the laughter stopped. My mother said to me: "You are still my child!" He remembers a lot more things than I do. It’s true that everything I said was lost in the blink of an eye. "
" Mother, you know who my heart is for. Then about the mountain you mentioned, so many people came down the mountain and ran to the bridge. Did you make it up or is it true? "I said
"It's too early to tell now and you won't know. Wait a year or two after reading it and I will make it up for you to listen to. "My mother said
"You are my biggest benefactor. My father no longer supports me and refuses to look at me. You say he is dead or alive. "I said
"I feel bad when you say that, but sooner or later I can't hide this matter. I'll tell you the truth. My father died a long time ago and fell asleep lying in the river outside the door. There is something in the grass by the river. Several rivers have been dug out, but the water has not flowed here yet. Large tracts of mountains have converged to the lake. The strong people are required to dig out the mountains and create rivers. It happened that your father heard the news and packed the clothes for this trip overnight. , and then hurriedly stepped on the only road, and from then on, not even anyone or anything was left behind.
Your father seems to be dead in your eyes, but my heart bleeds even to death. It was I who hurt him. One year your father went on a far journey and never came back. Someone who heard him go out with him said: "This time he lost his life. , He insists on getting back some gold regardless of life or death. He has been trying to persuade him for several days and nights but it still doesn't work. I brought you his favorite piece of wood, which is a piece of wood carved with a crescent shape. " "My mother said
"It turns out that the piece of wood was my father's last relic. The river answered my mother and I's thoughts with a loud voice every night, but I opened the door to see the river, covered the door to see the river, and left a crack to see the river. .
The door was opened by my hand and closed by my mother's hand. The night party of watching the river and watching people was different from what others saw. The people in the river had to shake their heads when they saw it. No matter how fast the subtle changes in my hands were, I couldn't catch up with him. I glanced at the river and had to use my hands several times to cover the door with a slight crack. Just as my mother pushed the door to the front and back of the river for me, I thought my father must be the river, the river that I devoted my love to my father. "I said
I wrote a letter to my deceased father before I came outside. There was a passage in the letter that I could still think of.
"Just listen to the truth from my mother's mouth, and I will take care of the things in her eyes. Think about it, it’s rare to talk to you and I want to tell you with all my heart. Like me, you want to do big things and earn more to supplement the family income, so that we will be less burdened. Your burden is too heavy for one person and we feel sorry for you. You go around I've been traveling around for a few years and I've seen what happened to my mother. I don't know how happy I would be if you could come back. When the piano sounds, my mother has to get up no matter how late it is to listen. After listening for a while, her eyes feel tired, so she kicks up her legs and straightens her waist to stretch. , the sound of the piano is separated by several rivers, several mountains, and a few crescent moons. How far away can one listen to it? It can be seen that someone is deliberately playing the music in his sleep. "
My mother was hiding behind me and didn't dare to look at the moon in the distance in front of her. I pointed to the river on the ground and said, "Look at the full moon. The whole family is actually waving hello like us on the other side, living a decent life. , I kept smiling that day, not mentioning any difficulties, and just flowed along like the old river. "
