[Looking up] Youzi returns to his hometown

Youzi returning to the hometown

□ 郜 郜 郜

one

A thin snow.

It's not slow to come, it seems to be thinking about it, occupying the world.

Youzi returns to his hometown with filters. Each old tree is swaying in history, and each piece of Ru porcelain can smell the fireworks of the former chai oil and salt. The faded wall skin brushed into a new color again, and a ray of smoke warmed the sky in the early spring, and melted the ice on earth.

The wheat accepted the corn, and the corn was cooked again.

It's been a year, always going home, dragging home or shadow.

two

Aunt, a father's eldest sister.

The simple aunt stepped on the thin snow, with a basket of self -made duck eggs in the arms, full of wind and frost.

It is said that the most beautiful person is the mother. I think the most beautiful children are the children of filial piety in addition to my mother.

With the hometown of the old house is the spirit of wandering, and the home of the parents is the destination of Youzi. All the dusty servants exuded a loving smile in the wrinkles.

The aunt built five houses for her children. She managed her cultivated land and ponds in order to support her faith with frozen and fracture hands and eternal optimistic mentality, and spent a long bitter years.

three

The grandmother is the father of his father.

The aunt was nearly old, and the gait was still light, and her eyebrows were often smiled.

The reunited dining table is always busy. A bowl of rice comes up, and the two bowls of rice come on ... The meals are on the table, and the aunt will walk out of the kitchen with peace of mind. She always confirms that everyone's rice bowl is full. Essence A pair of chopsticks were put aside, the two pairs of chopsticks were put aside, and the aunt walked into the kitchen again. She always wanted to organize everything clean.

The aunt's home lived in the city and often returned to the old house. Snowflakes fell on her shoulders to a faint word.

The old house was lived by grandparents, and the old house left to his father's old house. He would not renovate for many years.

In front of the house is the Ru kiln site. I learned from the Internet that Ru Porcelain began in the middle of the Tang Dynasty and flourished in the Northern Song Dynasty. It was located in the five famous porcelain in the Song Dynasty, Guan, Jun, Brother, and Ding Ding. Essence I don't know if there will be antiquities under the yard. On the right side of the door, I saw a small rural Ru Porcelain Museum.

My father said it was a thought of many years. There are also stories in the soil wall, there are stories in the old house, and there are small Ru porcelain fragments between the soil.

Four

Snowflakes gradually dyed the white hair and branches.

When I return to the old house to the city, I want to buy something. I was anxiously walking on the streets of the county, looking for supermarkets without snoring.

I think buying a hand cream and a bottle of anti -freezing cream should be the most suitable gift I gave to the aunt and aunt. I want to comfort my hard hands, and I want their hearts to bathe Ganlin.

Now that everything in the world is worthy of being treated gentle, the back of the aunt and the aunt is worthy of my care.

Finally, I saw a warm light shot from a life supermarket to the snow.

five

Two sets of handle equipment that came in the Huai Tie, once again, I set off back to the old house.

Snow Tianshan Road is slippery, and there is a certain slope, and the tires often slip. In the snow, there will be a few empty cars parked not far away, and their owners are pushing the car that is blocked uphill in front and move forward slowly. These are the same Henan Southwest accents, and they wish to find warm strangers who are looking for their homes. They warm each other's hearts in the cold snowy days. All the way.

six

I am the return of people in the snow. I pushed my wooden door and dedicated my sincere wish to my aunt and mother. I hope that in the new year, they have no frozen marks on their hands.

The aunt and aunt smiled with a red face. Grandpa saw my move, and a big smile on the stove's red face also showed a big smile.

So I remembered the red lanterns on both sides of the county street, and silently put on snow scarves, but I still tried my best to emit the most dazzling red.

Everything is beautiful-

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