Ru Xiana cool, my heart always wanted to have a place close to the corn roast, a heat-resistant, full, want to eat one or two roasted corn ear, sometimes intentionally eat a half-full, easy to use roasted corn to fill.
"Sticky corn, roasted Hong ... ..." cries of those grilled corn; a sticky sweet cob of imported corn, always brought back memories of my childhood.
The sixties of last century, my family was "down" to a remote mountain village, the village named Dongshan root. Fifty few village households to live in the valley spread slope slope sill, the two wires together over the mountains of the household Unicom.
Season of corn soaring every house will be shaded, much like poverty are doing the same to keep the small villages. This time, villagers hope for children mature corn faster.
Going to grow corn, "HY-child" of the season, the village is also a time when every family will go hungry. Starting from the summer, children on the little table staple food, mountain vegetables, eggplant, potatoes, onion, bean paste table occupied sub, corn pancake into a corn porridge, gradually more and more dilute the corn porridge.
Corn seemed to deliberately hang me in appetite. My corn ground in the selection of a "big stick" corn, will Yeer ripped look, I have six days of continuous observation of it! Which corn particles can not my child big brother nipple too! Children pinch a stream of water, corn syrup is not child health. This hurry, my heart! I thought: "corn ah! Corn! You have a long beard friends, you can not quickly old child?"
Corn cooked up! I broke off my backyard kind of corn quickly ran home, eager to stripped corn Ye Er, eyes wide open and said to his father: "Dad ... Dad ... ... ... do not believe you think? Eat it!" Look at my father in the hands of corn, nodded and said: "Tomorrow could be breaking a few ear." I will corn in his arms, got more than the first test which was also fun!
Grandmother said: "The corn just down too tender, it does not Hu was to eat, not" a number "; corn roast is not old nor can eat as snacks, it may be too wasteful ... you ..." I will tender the corn Pa and gave it to her grandmother, grandmother, wearing reading glasses thin corn picker's "beard", and then inserted into flapper to corn paste, 熬成 porridge for us to drink. I finally drink the fresh sweet corn porridge, all under the belly of two large bowl, as if not to the belly of the bottom, then the pot of corn porridge already seen the bottom of the pot.
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Read to the past
The story does not end, but always stopped short hearing, touch the air pale green juice in the context of the silent movement of the sun or how ardent.
Is the most quiet camphor, crisp green leaves of crisp green will calm the heart, pushing very far away.
We always have to face a big mountain stage, stage fog Yunshan also still around, climbing, fatigue can not self.
Sunlight through the dark silence of the window, the same sentimental through my pupil, it can see, the non-rigid.
Walking along the street, moving forward, we will travel around the world, time, such as butterflies my Baby, back to square one, is the final destination, oriental roots, many years of vast treasure after the heart is the frequency.
Looking at the stars, clouds give me a pair of wings, gently flying, I was crystal fairy, only to inherit a star's face with light.
Busy, always quarrel with the people, when all of the reasons for the playing, different moves, all sand of sleep talking.
How far away, I can find the answer, perhaps the answer is you just look, not you can not find, a large teardrop wet, the rain was quiet.
Mine too surprising, law told me to be so alive.
Black hair growth every day, she said she lost too much tenderness transfer through the door, eventually have to be cut, black lines scatter the ground, she did not want that clear.
A man sitting there, is lonely, river to cross from the footed, gold coins the river for the flashing bright light, it is not mine, they dig three feet, I think I still have to continue to look with appreciation, learn to persevere, learn to happiness.
Well, not much said, many of the trees, many of the clouds, waiting for me, not sad, I want to and they shook hands, accompanied by very warm, like a long friendship.Chinese Antique
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Is the most quiet camphor, crisp green leaves of crisp green will calm the heart, pushing very far away.
We always have to face a big mountain stage, stage fog Yunshan also still around, climbing, fatigue can not self.
Sunlight through the dark silence of the window, the same sentimental through my pupil, it can see, the non-rigid.
Walking along the street, moving forward, we will travel around the world, time, such as butterflies my Baby, back to square one, is the final destination, oriental roots, many years of vast treasure after the heart is the frequency.
Looking at the stars, clouds give me a pair of wings, gently flying, I was crystal fairy, only to inherit a star's face with light.
Busy, always quarrel with the people, when all of the reasons for the playing, different moves, all sand of sleep talking.
How far away, I can find the answer, perhaps the answer is you just look, not you can not find, a large teardrop wet, the rain was quiet.
Mine too surprising, law told me to be so alive.
Black hair growth every day, she said she lost too much tenderness transfer through the door, eventually have to be cut, black lines scatter the ground, she did not want that clear.
A man sitting there, is lonely, river to cross from the footed, gold coins the river for the flashing bright light, it is not mine, they dig three feet, I think I still have to continue to look with appreciation, learn to persevere, learn to happiness.
Well, not much said, many of the trees, many of the clouds, waiting for me, not sad, I want to and they shook hands, accompanied by very warm, like a long friendship.Chinese Antique
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Stranded
If there are too many not exported, may no longer speak of the need to pretend you have never been to the world. Each of us will meet in the life of this kind, all kinds of different people. Some people pass by, leaving a blurred face, survived the three-second memory. Some people, like dust, but toward life as gather, aggregate into a sand sculpture camel sculpture, standing in the life of the square. Agreed to write the text for you, you will certainly do, although my writing is so clumsy, as long as you do not mind like.
If you are not you, if I am not I, if all have the option of start over, should not we will not come to the point now. Those who frequent the novel's "people have changed," "earth-shaking" and other words, had they truly exist, because now we have played each other in this scene. I know, even if it is run out of life, I do not let the clock back one second, I lost to the fate of blowing hot and cold in the palm of your hand and fall black and blue. If you re-select the destiny, we look like ending it. But there has never been this realistic in appearance, if so unreal that I'm looking for an excuse if their comfort.
When the laughter did not laugh, when the cry no tears, no time to believe promises, so the end I did not believe there is the hypocrisy of it, this time I give up hope, so give up, no entanglement, This is something that should not belong to me, I do not. Some people say: the memory of the fish only 7 seconds, 7 seconds after the things it does not remember the past, all they have become new, so that small fish in the vat of fish, will never feel bored, I would only fish, 7 seconds off on what to have forgotten one, have encountered people who have memories can disappear, but I can not fish, can not forget the people I miss, can not forget the care of the pain, can not forget the pain ... ...
Pick up a pen without the words have to ask ourselves speechless, I do not know what words to write with the emotional faces, even if more beautiful words, emotional words, decadent style is still just a tool, because in my world, to find no sign of happiness trace, could not say anything again, once again swallowed all want to say, feel bad to be needle like pain like once again face the loss of their own, forget the first reserved, do not understand why their would this fall, are only because their own world, you come over? If I hurt, you will be happy, it does not matter, though I do not have that kind of generous people, I am still the choice for you to accept it wants, how on how you like, nothing to do with me anymore.
I too true, too childish, do not know what love is, only you can understand! Yes, I am not as good as her and her early arrival than I am. Yes, I do not understand anything, because I was a kid, I was only a supporting role in this game. Do not say sorry! Do not want to hear, will not drop tears flow for youseo|
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If you are not you, if I am not I, if all have the option of start over, should not we will not come to the point now. Those who frequent the novel's "people have changed," "earth-shaking" and other words, had they truly exist, because now we have played each other in this scene. I know, even if it is run out of life, I do not let the clock back one second, I lost to the fate of blowing hot and cold in the palm of your hand and fall black and blue. If you re-select the destiny, we look like ending it. But there has never been this realistic in appearance, if so unreal that I'm looking for an excuse if their comfort.
When the laughter did not laugh, when the cry no tears, no time to believe promises, so the end I did not believe there is the hypocrisy of it, this time I give up hope, so give up, no entanglement, This is something that should not belong to me, I do not. Some people say: the memory of the fish only 7 seconds, 7 seconds after the things it does not remember the past, all they have become new, so that small fish in the vat of fish, will never feel bored, I would only fish, 7 seconds off on what to have forgotten one, have encountered people who have memories can disappear, but I can not fish, can not forget the people I miss, can not forget the care of the pain, can not forget the pain ... ...
Pick up a pen without the words have to ask ourselves speechless, I do not know what words to write with the emotional faces, even if more beautiful words, emotional words, decadent style is still just a tool, because in my world, to find no sign of happiness trace, could not say anything again, once again swallowed all want to say, feel bad to be needle like pain like once again face the loss of their own, forget the first reserved, do not understand why their would this fall, are only because their own world, you come over? If I hurt, you will be happy, it does not matter, though I do not have that kind of generous people, I am still the choice for you to accept it wants, how on how you like, nothing to do with me anymore.
I too true, too childish, do not know what love is, only you can understand! Yes, I am not as good as her and her early arrival than I am. Yes, I do not understand anything, because I was a kid, I was only a supporting role in this game. Do not say sorry! Do not want to hear, will not drop tears flow for youseo|
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