An old man in his fifties stood on the wooden pillar with both feet, pedaling up and down repeatedly. Another elderly man took advantage of the gap when the wooden hammer was lifted to quickly stir the golden rice dumpling inside. I could even feel your voice, your voice like silver bells. My wife kicked me with her foot and said: "Your daughter is calling you." Whenever I see this quilt, it's as if I've returned to several decades ago. For these things, I just smiled. I guessed what my mother was thinking, but I didn't want to say it out loud, just like Li Ao's "I'd rather my lover lie, but I won't expose it". This meal made my brother eat uncomfortably. The next day, dad left, but every word and action of my father were engraved in my heart, making him unable to forget such a mark until now, which is the mark of autumn rain. Sometimes, in order to earn dozens of yuan a day, my mother would go help others harvest crops during her free time under the scorching sun. Looking at the household registration book and grain books that everyone envied in Hefei city, I, in the snow, had already forgotten the cold. My clothes were soaked by the snow, but there was warmth in my heart, and I had forgotten that my feet were already so painful that I couldn't walk. Gradually, you built a few tiled houses. And she was also the first Chinese woman to go abroad, and she was still a courtesan. Happy birthday, wish me a happy birthday, be happy every day of life, don't care about how to celebrate the birthday. Suddenly hearing this bad news, besides my deep sorrow, I couldn't help feeling countless regrets. After this, the old house was renovated. I will never be able to enter the old house again. Standing on the foundation of the old house, all that remains are memories of the old house! In the vicissitudes of history, those yellowed files record our past experiences and flow with our bygone years. In his twenties, someone introduced him to an object of affection. His inner self accepted it, and he was willing to cooperate in going for blind dates and meetings. At this moment, my father was full of smiles, as if all the fatigue of the day had flown to the farthest corners of the earth. On Saturday, when we came to Zhucunfan Village in Hushan Township with immense joy, the winter sunshine was warmly shining on this land. My father spent most of his life living a military lifestyle. After settling down in a place, the heavy burdens of work and family fell on his shoulders. However, his health was always good. I am proud of my father's good health. With his protection, I can work more peacefully and have always done my job well. In the embrace of the land, basking in the sunlight and colors. My sister accompanied me back to school, and I kept my head slightly lowered the whole time. Seeing your reluctant expression, Dad was also very upset. "Perhaps, I am just such a contradictory being, always liking to stand at a windy crossroad, looking back at the path I've come from, searching for the traces of growth that have been erased by time... Many people have told me that I always want to carry some worries in my heart, and yet not being able to let go is not being a man. Thinking about the small path that I walked step by step, yet still couldn't believe I could make it through. At that time, Waldse and many Europeans alike admired this woman greatly, often drinking tea and strolling with her. I know even better that the reason why mom suffers is because she lacks education.