Taste the sweetness of honey and drink snow-melted water. The beautiful trail of planes flying by contrasts sharply with the light of candles and eyes at night. Before the festival, I dyed my hair and told my mum, who was almost blind and deaf, that everyone wanted to dress up beautifully, including me. My mum said that I didn't understand what I said. I didn't know if it was blaming or praising. Sing, make people cry. Treat nature with respect and protection. The neighbor who stopped halfway and the host broke the law and was punished by nature. Under the quarrel between the father and the son, the family relationship of the bottom people was somewhat suffocated. Mother and daughter have quarreled with each other for a lifetime, and they are afraid that their mother will leave alone. In fact, it is normal to overcome and enjoy loneliness. Grandma always reminds me of the story of my grandmother and me putting up a "natural disaster" for a few years. I remember that my grandfather loved to feed honey since I was a child and is still raising it in the 80s. We were so frightened that we ran into the house and closed the doors and windows, and found that several chickens were stinged and injured and were swollen like chickens. Looking at the herd of cattle is still a luxury, I think of my mother, my mother and my grandfather raising a cow together when I was young. In January, the family was injured once the cow, and the mother, who was in her thirties, ran back and cried, "sister and sister", We all thought that the cow was lost. I was almost thirty in a blink of an eye, and I didn't forget that twice my brother and my father asked me to stop the big cow by being a child and be thrown onto the thorn cage by the horns.
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