Zhang Lingzhi Da Zhuang is a little boy about 4 and a half weeks old with delicate features and beautiful eyes. He is the baby of my best friend, and while I was taking care of him, his witty remarks brought many surprises to my life. On the first day, he said to me solemnly: "Au

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Da Zhuang is a little boy of four and a half weeks, with handsome features. He is the baby of my best friend, and while I was taking care of him, his witty remarks brought many surprises to my life.

On the first day, he said to me solemnly: "Auntie, if your pig is sick, go to my sister Jingjing to buy medicine!" His mother explained to me with a smile: Da Zhuang Tang My sister runs a livestock feed and medicine business. I couldn't help but secretly marvel at how such a young child could be so thoughtful.

One day, I took him out to play on the tram. Looking at the cars coming and going on the road, Da Zhuang suddenly said to me seriously: "Auntie, tell your husband not to drive when he drinks!" I couldn't help laughing. The next day, he met me and asked, "Auntie, have you told your husband? Will he listen?" My wife works out of town all year round and likes to have a drink. When I conveyed Da Zhuang's words to him, he was a little moved and said with a smile: "You must listen to Da Zhuang."

There are always stalls on the roadside, selling vegetables, watermelons, clothes and Sheets and quilts. One day, when I took him passing by, he saw that I was very interested in the beautiful floral fabrics on the roadside, and immediately gave me an idea: "Auntie, don't tell your husband and buy it home secretly. My mother doesn't do that either. Ask me to buy toys, and dad always buys them for me secretly." I couldn't help but smile and said: Thank you Da Zhuang for giving me advice.

Once, I took him to a friend’s house to play. There was also a four-year-old boy at the friend’s house. They ride bikes, water vegetables, and feed rabbits. I felt sorry for them when they were sweating profusely, and I read storybooks so they could take a break next to me. After reading four books, I felt my throat was a little tired, so I said to them: "I have no saliva, let me rest for a while and then read again!" Da Zhuang pouted his saliva with his small mouth and wanted to give it to me. After we laughed a lot, Da Zhuang said: "Let my aunt take a rest!" He ran behind me and tapped my back with his little hands. I felt particularly happy with that feeling. A new "Naughty Castle" was opened on the third floor of the

shopping mall. The novel and fun facilities inside kept him entertained every day. But when he goes to the third floor, he must pass by the toy area on the second floor. Those dinosaurs, cars, and the dazzling array of toys are simply a kind of torture for him. Often he would stay on the ground and insist on buying something. I would hold his hand and say firmly, "I won't buy it if I don't have any money." But as soon as he left the mall, he would flatter me and say, "Why are you buying so many toys?" Oh, isn't it a waste of money? We have so many cars and dinosaurs that we can open a museum!" I snickered, and the children have learned to laugh at themselves.

He especially likes dinosaurs. There are colorful dinosaur stickers on the bedside, including Plesiosaurus, Triceratops, Oviraptor, and Stegosaurus, all of which he knows very well. He has read a set of "The Adventures of Dinosaurs" countless times. Even if you mispronounce a word or change the tone slightly, he will immediately help you correct it. When sleeping, two small fluorescent dinosaur toys should be placed under his quilt.

Da Zhuang has said more than once: When he grows up, he wants to be a paleontologist. He will take his assistants with geological hammer, chisels, sieves, storage bags and other tools to dig out the remains of dinosaurs. fossil.

When he asked me to draw a dinosaur, I had no luck with my poor drawing skills and could not draw it well. He said anxiously: Auntie, I need to draw sharp teeth, a fat body, and sharp claws.

Da Zhuang’s favorite is Tyrannosaurus rex. At his request, I wrote a dinosaur song for him: Pterosaur has wings and can fly/ Mosasaurus Has scales and makes waves in the sea/Little Tyrannosaurus is known as Land King/T-Rex Tyrannosaurus Rex’s friend is called Dazhuang. I casually hummed it twice and he actually sang it, but he said with a slight regret: the children's songs are too short.

Seeing that he liked it, I made up a long children's song for him:

Dinosaur Ballad

Tyrannosaurus Rex with a Big Mouth

Smiling slightly and showing his fangs

I am the king of land

My ability is the most powerful

Little Hedgehog Laughing haha ​​

Start by praising the king when you open your mouth

The king of land is not bad

If you bite me

The thorns all over my body will prick you

The little magpie calls chirping

When you open your mouth, praise the king too

The king of land is not bad

But you come to catch me I am

The blue sky and white clouds are my home

The Tyrannosaurus rex is shy

Quietly say I am wrong

No longer the king but also the hegemon

Unity and friendship are a family

His evaluation is: I don’t like hedgehogs and magpies, I only like Tyrannosaurus rex.

Da Zhuang is going to Qingdao with his mother soon. I have begun to worry about how I will live without seeing him!

About the author: Zhang Lingzhi, born in the 1970s, graduated from junior high school, and is the mother of three children. I love literature and history, and I like to use words to record every detail of my life.