My mother said: "Your father is from Shuanggang, and his surname is Li, so his brother-in-law is also surnamed Li." Shuanggang is like my home because there are uncles, fourth uncles, and fifth uncles. There are many cousins ​​there. , I have infinite reliance in my heart. My unc

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Childhood thoughts

One by one memorial to my uncle

Text / The Song of Waves

My mother said:


I remember when I was a child, I once asked my mother: "Why is my uncle's surname Li and not Chen?"

My mother said: "Your father is from Shuanghong. , the surname is Li, so my uncle’s surname is also Li.”

I asked again: “Then why does my uncle live in Linhai and not Shuanggang?”

My mother said: “My uncle also came here when he was a child? I've been to Shuangyan! My uncle and aunt are working in Linhai City now, so they live in the city. "Oh! I know that Linhai City must be very beautiful, much better than our mountains." So they refused to come to Shuangyan. "

My mother said, "When you grow up, I will take you to my uncle's house to play in Linhai."

I was looking forward to going to Linhai and my uncle and aunt's house. Because their family lives in a city, the city seems to be full of warmth and as beautiful as a big garden, which is particularly attractive to us!

Shuanggang is like my home because I have my uncle, fourth uncle, and fifth uncle. There are many cousins ​​there, and I have unlimited support in my heart. My uncle and aunt are highly educated and live in the city, which makes me feel very powerful. , just like the pride of our whole family, with great admiration in our hearts.


"What does my uncle look like? Is he very fierce?" I asked my second brother, because my second brother goes to Linhai to visit his uncle every year. The second brother said: "My uncle is our relative, how can he be cruel? He is the principal of Linhai No. 3 Middle School and manages it very well. You must study hard and go to my uncle's school."

I nodded happily , must study hard. When I was in elementary school, I longed for Linhai. I always felt that my uncle was amazing and sacred.

Every year in the first month of the year, the village invites a theater troupe to perform. I have loved watching it since I was a child. Firstly, when the opera was performed, the gongs, drums, shengs, and huqin were played, which was very lively and beautiful. Secondly, there was no TV at that time. When watching the opera, people in the mountain village like it all.

After watching the movie " Hitting the Golden Branch ", I asked my mother and brother, "Are our ancestors the emperors of the Tang Dynasty? Does my brother-in-law look like an emperor?" My brother smiled and said, "They are very similar."

"Does the aunt look like the Queen?" Mom said, "Of course she does!"

"Sister Wei Na and the other three sisters must be as beautiful as princesses, and Li Feng must be as handsome as a prince!"

Mom said, " Of course it is!”


My father passed away in the first month of the year when I was seven years old. I didn’t have a deep impression of my father. He spent most of the year doing carpentry in various villages in Linhai. After losing his father, I became determined. Lying in a coffin on the hillside opposite, I can see him every day if I want. I can also call him and talk to him about what’s on my mind, even though he doesn’t know anything anymore! Brothers and sisters also feel that the uncle in Shuanggang is the closest to them.

In the first month of the second year, my two sisters and I went to Shuanggang to eat rice dumplings. They carried me on their backs and climbed mountains and ridges for four or five hours. We arrived at the home of my uncle and other relatives. I asked my uncle again, "What's wrong with my uncle?" Won’t you come to Shuanggang to eat rice dumplings?” My uncle said that my uncle and aunt were very busy and couldn’t come to Shuanggang. He pointed to the old house next door, which was my uncle’s house. My fourth aunt told me that she wanted me to stay for a few more days. She went to Linhai and took me to meet my uncle. We stayed in Shuanggang for a few days and ate rice dumplings at relatives' houses. I missed my grandma and mother at home again, so I went home!

At that time, my uncle and aunt seemed to be the dependence and pride of my young heart. Being able to meet their family members was my sweetest hope!

My mother said:

About the author: Song of Waves, a native of Linhai, Zhejiang.

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