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One day during the summer vacation, I came to my grandmother's house.
It was an evening after a drizzle, and a faint cloud of smoke enveloped the village, and people seemed to be in the midst of a beautiful Chinese ink painting! A few of us "kids in the picture" are also planning a fun game--- sticky to it!
It was getting dark, and my uncle, my brother, and I each came to a grove with tools in hand. I silently muttered in my heart: "Know, where are you, come out quickly!"
The younger brother was still sharp-eyed, and after a while, he shouted in a hurry, "Uncle, eldest sister, hurry, hurry, I know!" "The black light is blind, and after patronizing it, the uncle and the younger brother "bang" collided together, and there was a brain door touching the brain door, and the lips touching the lips. But no one cared about crying out for pain, so the old man quickly raised the sticky net and buckled it the tree, haha, a fat man became our "captive".
The first battle was won, and the more we fought, the more courageous we became, and with little effort, more than 30 of them became our defeated generals.
It was completely dark. The second step of our plan is to start implementing --- roasting. I take out the barbecue grill which I prepared in advance and put it on with a bamboo skewer.
My uncle is the "Fire Head Army" in charge of roasting, and I am the "chef" in charge of sprinkling seasonings, as for the younger brother, he is too young to be idle, so he let him be a full-time "taster". The uncle imitated the appearance and tone of the Xinjiang people and shouted strangely, "I know the strings, I know the strings, the Xinjiang people know the strings, it's delicious and doesn't need money." It made me laugh.
Sprinkled with seasoning, we ate with relish, maybe it was made by our own hands, although the roasted raw and cooked were uneven, but we could only use one word to describe "fragrant!" ”
I will always remember those good days, and I will cherish the present days even more, and experience the bits and pieces of life with my heart, healthy and happy growth.
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There is really family affection everywhere in the world.
Today, I saw it. I went downstairs to play at night and saw a little sister crying, so I hurriedly went to ask.
When I asked, I found out that the little sister couldn't find her mother. I brought my little friend to help my little sister find her mother.
After looking for a while, I found my little sister's mother. The little sister smiled happily.
Yes, the true love of the world makes our world full of beauty, full of love... I want to help others more in the future.
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During this time, I was very distressed, and the happy smile of the past is now gone.
That's because I don't seem to get the love of my parents, and when I tell my parents about school, she doesn't want to listen to them, and she doesn't think it's interesting. I asked my father questions, but he didn't help me to answer them, but let me think for myself. My parents were very busy at work every day, and they hardly asked me about school, and sometimes they didn't even come back to cook, leaving me to do it myself; The usual colorful clothes have now become a burden, and a piece of clothing can only be changed after about a week, and you have to wash it yourself.
At some point, the mother began to cough and vomit; My father often stayed up all night for work, and his gray hair instantly increased a lot; And the house is a mess, which upsets everyone in the family. Seeing this scene, I thought about it quietly: my mother didn't want to listen to me about the trivial things in school, because she was afraid that those things would affect my learning; My father didn't help me solve the problem because he was afraid that I would only rely on him and not be able to think independently. Parents are busy with work, but aren't they still for me in the end?
Parents let themselves cook, because they want to let themselves live independently from an early age, and when they grow up to work, they don't need to be accompanied by their parents; It is good to do your own thing, and the clothes should be washed by yourself, and to be diligent and thrifty. Now the family is experiencing a violent sandstorm, and when the family encounters the most difficult time, only I can stand up and block everything in this darkness, and only I can save this home.
In an instant, I grew up, I really grew up. For I have cracked this spell of confusion; I learned the truth of loving with my heart; I understand better that happiness is a day, and unhappiness is also a day, so why don't we be happy every day?
The smile of the past was seen again, and at that moment, the sun rose, the sky was bright, I grew up, and everything started again.
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When I was a child, I rubbed him at home, and I rubbed him bigger than the old eye, and I had 10 of them
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