Monday, November 29, 2010

My grandfather's small courtyard

 Grandfather lived in the road miles from my home Shangougou where although there are hills everywhere, but the hard-working people take it developed into rural mountain land. Year after year of hard work, the joy of harvest year after year , and thus raising a happy generations of mountain people. grandfather's home in this Shangougou in the north, the huge ponds is the most famous attractions grandfather in the village, and often go to my grandpa always see two or three groups children, carrying glass bottles in which type of canned fish. I am also curious about the early and watch the bottle they will be placed bait slowly down, while groups of fish could not resist the implementation of spices tender temptation to run obediently to the bottle lying down, the kind of joy instant waves of victory in the children's faces, I also excited, but the next day, a few notes a lot of fear there is a slip, Hailehaizi their life. my grandfather's house on the side of the pond, playing mountain, the pond is the only way we passed. looking at the piece of the narrow trail, I do not know how to use the mood, to cover up my many years of sorrow. Suddenly, as if together with all the childhood memories jump out of the memory of those innocent, let my eyes more than a few tears. Yes ah! many years, how many ups and downs accompanied me from a school babble language of children, grow slowly for contemporary youth. the kind of historical memories, the kind of family memories are indelible in my life. I do not know how to enjoy an era of development, did not know How to use the means to block the footsteps of years. the moment when I suddenly looked up, short and tall fence yard, still clearly shows in my eyes, over the years, I am familiar with, a block of stone up tired walls, is still kind of classic, but that smooth stones thrown a piece of moss, with a heavy green, dotted with the vicissitudes of history. courtyard still did not change and it's only that step on the foot naked into the mud to the cement floor, the house is kind of old to the house. hung under the eaves that golden corn,UGG boots, considered the most beautiful old house decorated. The door is still not painted, over the years, smoky, the purity of her youth faded and the pace ahead of the century into. only that red, green peppers this be the most beautiful jewelry facade, from time to time waiting for the owner to pick, waiting for the coming year,bailey UGG boots, the harvest of happiness. That population pressure as well as rust, still upright in the center of the courtyard, accompanied by the vats that I remember, I do not know through the ups and downs several times in the Spring and Autumn. simple latrine is a simple puzzle with a similar number of black tiles do the top, the kind of old-style gatehouse building processes in the black tiles on top. white wall can not withstand the storm of the invasion, had come off. only those written a hundred years of the picture was visible. courtyard a few flourishes that persimmon, jujube Looking back is longer than my age, fruitful scene, so I am excited, simply pick up one side of the bamboo pole knocked to the sweet dates, Gu on the date of clean or not, on the hand on a gently rub, it will taste in his mouth a thin, unfortunately, that golden persimmons hung too high,UGGs, I only watched it dry flirtatious colors caught my eye, could not swallow the saliva, helpless peep of its land. may God's Vertical Blind, a gust of wind had passed, the ripe persimmon, or no match for the Earth's gravity, one obediently drawn to the grandfather had dispatched the trap holding more than a few, shaking the grandfather laughed. faithful old dog as that, occasionally rabies, it seems that I was greedy, ferocious pair of eyes watching me, for fear I pocketed all the fruits of his master, he kept tearing. I will simply ignore a person holding the persimmon back to the house, a man alone taste. leaving only the sound of my grandfather's dog training, from time to time to issue several more dog dogs panic alarms. It may be tempting the taste of the fruit, so I did not find that my grandfather stood silently in my side. grandfather older, the wrinkles from his face I could see my grandfather lived through the vicissitudes of the years. a few sentence of concern for words, I almost choked voice. grandfather was a worker, at that time in rural areas, workers are squeezed to break other people want to work. maybe my grandfather's lucky, in the whole village, only one person glorious foundry into the town, the monthly food stamps, white bread, fragrant rice, in my grandfather's eyes are too common, one of five children, a family of seven to four a happy life Ten slightly grandfather in his early sense of accomplishment. Unfortunately, there are unexpected storms,Bailey UGG boots, grandfather, grandmother's sudden death to a little more heavy blow after another few days without food rice imports and miss a few days after another over, my grandfather finally ill. the burden of a family of six people, or take in the grandfather's body. mother only do some living within its power to alleviate the pressure on my grandfather.'s grandfather wants to have that moment of fatigue relaxation space. may be heaven Vertical Blind, grandfather endured sufferings raised the sons and daughters, himself a person living alone. one of the married children, nephew, granddaughter born one after another, so lonely in my grandfather's pleased with the addition of a trace. and now, grandfather is still a live, little time is our annual reunion, watching the scenes of the kind of nice and warm, much to my grandfather always told us you want. And now, looking at grandfather standing in front of me, and that kinds of love, warming, and perhaps some people can not understand his life. Age does creep up, the clock pointer slowly covered with each box, maybe my grandfather is my greatest regret in life. people are not longevity of the body, even if we do not swallow the official told the old, the kind of false belief in the joy, my grandfather and I still can not get rid of the family that is thicker than water. watching the white-haired old man, looking at love relatives of my life, I only silent prayer, blessing of my grandfather, but also all the world blessed the elderly. happy life, healthy life .<><>( the original post:

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