Aunt gave us noodles, table one particular small dishes, not northeast name, just know is dandelions, ha, cover with thick egg sauce. Like straw. Aunt warmly hospitality I this merchant of the kids. Curious had a few bites. Well, good. It tastes good. Ha.
The fatigue put us after rolling embroiled in a dream, sweet sleep. Damned is the dream that no tomorrow.
Wakes up the next day, ha, already eight o 'clock. Gather outside calls ofpain, most propbably is aunt uncle has opened the door to trade. Move the body, but found that is so heavy, all sorts of pain. All blame train ah, so long yesterday, so long, so slow. However, the real trip started to sense of joy and happiness can cover up everything. samsonzxm wordpress blog
After breakfast, building to ride the start. Fire fire
The car slowly open, drive is uncle friend, feeling person is very good, with the northeast person's strength, very hospitable to warm. Amani and he snatches of conversation with his hometown. I sit behind, like a shell bird, peep a new small world again, dandong.
Daniel gave me the first frame is those interesting little house, ha, good like, low not neat, small red ZhuanWaFang, blue green Windows and doors, roofs are tiles, wall is stone building bricks. Every yard are planted there were one or two single cherry blossoms. Wow, breathtaking.
The road to amani in introducing me to a particularly interesting mountain, he called a mountain, the origin of the name, and he wanted to a lying on the ground face, and observe carefully will feel like pole wool grandpa.
Amani said will take me to resist memorial, that is to the place will go Daniel. Ha, ok, I follow amani arrangement. zorinazxm wordpress blog
Grandfather is a volunteer to resist, so for this hall curiously.
Memorial to resist the construction of very good, at first, a little too happy state of JiangJiang proudly, male, saw a lot of only to see on television, there are many things that war times used some stuff, listing the martyr's name. Showing that sad hard times. Then it's like watching gallery, though set amani crawling circulation gradual said, there was a surprise in the back. Then make I have been looking for the so-called surprise. Ha ~ ~ later really thrilled arrived. I wow once, actually in the heart. Huge canvas background and handmade forward reveals a vast scene recreate the war epic. Good, good, good at this point.
Amani said, I still must go to the yalu river, where you can see north Korea.
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Sunday, May 1, 2011
chose motherhood to choose a room
Now, I am off-site study, and the south and the north sister, the mother's care is divided into two, her heart was again deprive a piece, let me into the distance. Thoughts, my nose sour, the mother is too lonely. She had a lively and cheerful like a child king, once she is always with us the game, even if the farm no matter how tired also like to join our chat. Now, as the "faces of the people do not know where to go, Love and be loved," the poem says, blink of an eye, people have changed. A few years ago, when the evening in the village of smoke curl rises, and I stayed with her loneliness and concerned about sitting in the stove, pulling the bellows, Tian Tian, firewood: She will talk about my village anecdotes, she would hastily Bugs crop farmland Tell me, together we'll guess remote sister was doing at the moment. I would like to stay with her mother, this is the most lonely, most alone. She know not what the "Book of Songs," there are "chicken habitat in ShÃ, day evening Huh," the swan song, but most kids know how to love the evening is family time. I was her pistachios, is her wide pill, the most personal of her cotton jacket. So, I walked away and I feel a sin. Now, lonely and worried about her trapped in a one square inch of the world, like a truss of the fence.
Yes ah, the birds have been years like a child on the ground, jumping along the way live lively splash to accompany her, suddenly left to dry the next time, lingering in her left and right. Mother's loneliness and worry like the spring grasses and crop of endless crop of cut, and cut more from the more bleak.
"Mom, do not too tired, some things we ourselves would want to approach." Every time my sister and I repeatedly told her mother always deliberately humorously said, "Xiaomao children, pipe down much, and rest assured, you're always distressed that their mother will know, silly silly to eat sleep, otherwise how will I see that half of what his son's son! "made us laugh and anger. End holiday leave, the mother did not talk much, to say she turned into a bulging bags, but one is compulsory, "since come to this step, and anyway, still have to bite the bullet and go. After You choose what, my mom will not intervene, are big, "then patted our shoulders.
Gibran said: "The man's lips can be issued by the sweet words children, is the mother; best call is the mother." • George Eliot said, "My life is open your eyes, love the beginning of my mother's face. " And as usual, I do not wish to write in the composition of the "mother tough love, not the Pacific Ocean than the Mariana Trench are too" because as the mother said, I grew up, I knew that one genuine respect for mothers, who fear motherly love like a mother should respect the child's choices as respect for mother nature, respect for the maternal love of the faith. My mother too did not like publicity, and her calm as a pool of water, gentle sleeping; my maternal simple like a broken washing the Dacron lined coat. I'm afraid of maternal rhetoric watered down the simple straightforward; I'm afraid of the noise disturbed the mother superficial quiet sleep.
I think, chose motherhood to choose a room full of loneliness, is equivalent to choose a node is full of green moss Huang Yuan. Perhaps the air lock Chaifei occasionally a sunset in the evening was a knock, the door may never have never been closer footsteps, in addition to the wilderness of the rabbits and chickens. But I know, mother, lonely heart will go on long waiting, always, always.
Yes ah, the birds have been years like a child on the ground, jumping along the way live lively splash to accompany her, suddenly left to dry the next time, lingering in her left and right. Mother's loneliness and worry like the spring grasses and crop of endless crop of cut, and cut more from the more bleak.
"Mom, do not too tired, some things we ourselves would want to approach." Every time my sister and I repeatedly told her mother always deliberately humorously said, "Xiaomao children, pipe down much, and rest assured, you're always distressed that their mother will know, silly silly to eat sleep, otherwise how will I see that half of what his son's son! "made us laugh and anger. End holiday leave, the mother did not talk much, to say she turned into a bulging bags, but one is compulsory, "since come to this step, and anyway, still have to bite the bullet and go. After You choose what, my mom will not intervene, are big, "then patted our shoulders.
Gibran said: "The man's lips can be issued by the sweet words children, is the mother; best call is the mother." • George Eliot said, "My life is open your eyes, love the beginning of my mother's face. " And as usual, I do not wish to write in the composition of the "mother tough love, not the Pacific Ocean than the Mariana Trench are too" because as the mother said, I grew up, I knew that one genuine respect for mothers, who fear motherly love like a mother should respect the child's choices as respect for mother nature, respect for the maternal love of the faith. My mother too did not like publicity, and her calm as a pool of water, gentle sleeping; my maternal simple like a broken washing the Dacron lined coat. I'm afraid of maternal rhetoric watered down the simple straightforward; I'm afraid of the noise disturbed the mother superficial quiet sleep.
I think, chose motherhood to choose a room full of loneliness, is equivalent to choose a node is full of green moss Huang Yuan. Perhaps the air lock Chaifei occasionally a sunset in the evening was a knock, the door may never have never been closer footsteps, in addition to the wilderness of the rabbits and chickens. But I know, mother, lonely heart will go on long waiting, always, always.
Maternal loneliness
Yes ah, the birds have been years like a child on the ground, jumping along the way live lively splash to accompany her, suddenly left to dry the next time, lingering in her left and right. Mother's loneliness and worry like the spring grasses and crop of endless crop of cut, and cut more from the more bleak. - Inscription
New Year's Eve night three years ago, we all sat around the dinner table waiting for his mother announced dinner. A candle flickered on the table, the room very quiet, so still able to hear the voice of the candle Tanglei. Gorgeous fireworks and firecrackers seems to be a wonderful feeling shut out, the noise of that year did not move my front door.
Mother in the yard outside the gate looking to, looking blankly. "Mom, get it." Let me call her father into the house. Mother entered the broader market after the dumplings from the Sheng installed in a large bowl of dumplings on the table full of most middle and murmuring. Then, they counted the chopsticks, the number after the mother's eyes overflowing bark tears, tears Da Zhezhuan children. "Mom, not the number of chopsticks?" I know the mother's mind would carefully ask, to what the mother's tears gushed Wow, that moment I regret extremely. Anemarrhena nurturing women, had to know the mother's tears are suppressed for too long, she was still too much mouth. As a mother, she will try to create happiness for the children; as a wife, husband, she will do everything we can to bring a warm, especially in the New Year's Eve night, she absolutely did not want to cry. "Your sister still missing a pair of chopsticks!" Mother is not too happy to say that the mouth speaks, tears streaming from her mouth into it. We all looked down, wiped with clothing or eyes, no one dared say a word. At that moment, the air completely dead, and froze. About a quarter of an hour later, the mother broke the silence suffocating atmosphere that began to take the lead in food. After dinner, she could turn on the TV for us, but also advised me and dad went to the yard fireworks and firecrackers. I think the mother must be played in the mind reading about the sentence "In any case, we have to go", which is the mother's mantra, that is it was accompanied by his mother through the most difficult period.
Three years ago, Eve, is the sister of travel, did not return for a third New Year's Eve. A full three years, she did not return to a home. Three years, maybe three years, is for others to forget some things, some can be light faded memory; but for the mother, the longer the more stuff accumulated. Three years, since the sister firm to choose a career that moment, the mother is no choice to choose the loneliness and worry, she was more quiet, and often a person daze.
Mother liked to work in the fields, in her words, "and began to live to, to forget everything." Child, the mother always nagging us, "Pretty soon, you will fly away like Yan'er Side." So I went to school, my sister went to Beijing, the mother very uncomfortable at the beginning, Dad often said to me on the phone, "Your mother always told me that when they really should not let go, will not know Gone with the Wind where to do, other people's children is not the same as guarding their parents live. "approach to life, the mother has always been very optimistic but very lightly. Remember when she gave me fortune-teller, fortune teller said I would a thousand miles Granville sound known in the world, to talk over his mouth, said his mother was able safely to Hail the. But later, she was admitted to our select see more faded. Middle School that year, I often do not go home to enlarge week, call me mother said "You just take for it, I was miles better, and your dad." She sent me a large bag Trustee large package nutrition, each must have fish, this is my favorite food. Very carefully selected fish, sort of a small, too big a fish bone could be tough; too small, there is no smell of fish. After the fish fry, but also to go with the chili smell. If you are at home, fish soup is a must. Great to see my aunt pussy neighbor will "complain", you do not come back, your mother still have to do the fish, including waiting for you under the dumplings, she was afraid in case you come back, handle urgent. Yes ah, this is true, so many years I know her. In the heart mother, maternal love is not not ready, it has become a habit.
New Year's Eve night three years ago, we all sat around the dinner table waiting for his mother announced dinner. A candle flickered on the table, the room very quiet, so still able to hear the voice of the candle Tanglei. Gorgeous fireworks and firecrackers seems to be a wonderful feeling shut out, the noise of that year did not move my front door.
Mother in the yard outside the gate looking to, looking blankly. "Mom, get it." Let me call her father into the house. Mother entered the broader market after the dumplings from the Sheng installed in a large bowl of dumplings on the table full of most middle and murmuring. Then, they counted the chopsticks, the number after the mother's eyes overflowing bark tears, tears Da Zhezhuan children. "Mom, not the number of chopsticks?" I know the mother's mind would carefully ask, to what the mother's tears gushed Wow, that moment I regret extremely. Anemarrhena nurturing women, had to know the mother's tears are suppressed for too long, she was still too much mouth. As a mother, she will try to create happiness for the children; as a wife, husband, she will do everything we can to bring a warm, especially in the New Year's Eve night, she absolutely did not want to cry. "Your sister still missing a pair of chopsticks!" Mother is not too happy to say that the mouth speaks, tears streaming from her mouth into it. We all looked down, wiped with clothing or eyes, no one dared say a word. At that moment, the air completely dead, and froze. About a quarter of an hour later, the mother broke the silence suffocating atmosphere that began to take the lead in food. After dinner, she could turn on the TV for us, but also advised me and dad went to the yard fireworks and firecrackers. I think the mother must be played in the mind reading about the sentence "In any case, we have to go", which is the mother's mantra, that is it was accompanied by his mother through the most difficult period.
Three years ago, Eve, is the sister of travel, did not return for a third New Year's Eve. A full three years, she did not return to a home. Three years, maybe three years, is for others to forget some things, some can be light faded memory; but for the mother, the longer the more stuff accumulated. Three years, since the sister firm to choose a career that moment, the mother is no choice to choose the loneliness and worry, she was more quiet, and often a person daze.
Mother liked to work in the fields, in her words, "and began to live to, to forget everything." Child, the mother always nagging us, "Pretty soon, you will fly away like Yan'er Side." So I went to school, my sister went to Beijing, the mother very uncomfortable at the beginning, Dad often said to me on the phone, "Your mother always told me that when they really should not let go, will not know Gone with the Wind where to do, other people's children is not the same as guarding their parents live. "approach to life, the mother has always been very optimistic but very lightly. Remember when she gave me fortune-teller, fortune teller said I would a thousand miles Granville sound known in the world, to talk over his mouth, said his mother was able safely to Hail the. But later, she was admitted to our select see more faded. Middle School that year, I often do not go home to enlarge week, call me mother said "You just take for it, I was miles better, and your dad." She sent me a large bag Trustee large package nutrition, each must have fish, this is my favorite food. Very carefully selected fish, sort of a small, too big a fish bone could be tough; too small, there is no smell of fish. After the fish fry, but also to go with the chili smell. If you are at home, fish soup is a must. Great to see my aunt pussy neighbor will "complain", you do not come back, your mother still have to do the fish, including waiting for you under the dumplings, she was afraid in case you come back, handle urgent. Yes ah, this is true, so many years I know her. In the heart mother, maternal love is not not ready, it has become a habit.
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