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My grandfather lives in a small town on the Hulan River.

When I was born, my grandfather was over sixty years old. When I was four or five years old, my grandfather was almost seventy.

There is a big garden in my home. There are bees, butterflies, dragonflies and grasshoppers in this garden. Butterflies include white butterflies,

Yellow butterfly. This kind of butterfly is very small and not very beautiful. The beautiful butterfly is red and covered with gold powder.

Dragonflies are golden, grasshoppers are green, and bees buzz and land on a flower.

The ground is as quiet as a hairball.

The garden is bright, red, green, fresh and beautiful.

It is said that this garden used to be an orchard. Grandma likes eating fruit, so she planted an orchard. Grandma likes raising sheep again, sheep.

I ate the fruit tree. So all the fruit trees died. As long as I can remember, there is only one cherry tree in the garden.

Plum tree, because cherries and plums don't bear fruit, I don't think they exist. When I was young, I only

I think there is a big elm tree in the garden.

The elm tree is in the northwest corner of the garden. When the wind comes, the elm whistles first. When it rains, the big elm smokes first. also

As soon as the sun comes out, the leaves of the big elm tree shine like mussels on the beach.

Grandpa was in the backyard all day, and I followed him in the backyard. Grandfather brought a big straw hat, so did I.

Small straw hat, grandpa grows flowers, I grow flowers; Grandpa pulls weeds and I pull weeds. When my grandfather planted Chinese cabbage,

I followed, smoothing out the planted soil nests one by one with my feet, where I would slide exactly, with one foot in the east,

Xizu's nonsense. Some not only did not cover the seeds with soil, but kicked them away.

Chinese cabbage grows quickly, germinates in a few days, and can be pulled down and eaten in the blink of an eye.

Grandpa shovels, I shovel; Because I was too young to carry the hoe pole, my grandfather pulled it down and let me carry it.

I used the head of that hoe to shovel. Actually, where is a shovel? Just crawl on the ground for a while and hook it with a hoe for a while.

That's right. I can't tell which is the seedling and which is the grass. Usually leeks are cut off as weeds, and green bristlegrass is considered as weeds.

Keep the ears of grain.

When my grandfather found that the piece I shoveled was full of green bristlegrass, he asked me:

"What is this?"

I said:

"Xiaomi."

Grandpa smiled, laughed enough, picked the grass and asked me:

"Is this what you eat every day?"

I said:

"yes."

I looked at my grandfather who was still smiling, and I said:

"If you don't believe me, I'll show you in the house."

I ran into the house, took out an ear of grain from the birdcage and threw it to my grandfather at a distance. Say:

"Isn't this the same?"

Grandpa called me slowly and told me that Xiaomi had a awn needle.

No, but it's as hairy as a dog's tail.

Although my grandfather taught me, I didn't read it carefully, just admitted it generally. Look up

A cucumber grew up and ran to pick it. I went to eat cucumbers again.

Maybe I didn't finish the cucumber, but I saw a big dragonfly flying by, so I left the cucumber to chase the dragonfly.

Dragonflies fly so fast that they can't catch up. Fortunately, I didn't mean to catch up at first, so I stood up and followed.

The dragonfly ran a few steps and went to do something else.

Pick a pumpkin flower heart, catch a grasshopper with big mung beans, tie the grasshopper's legs with thread, and tie them for a while, and maybe let the grasshopper go.

The grasshopper's legs are tied, only one leg is tied to the line, but the grasshopper is not seen.

Tired of playing, I went to see my grandfather for a while. My grandfather watered the vegetables and I went to catch them. Strangely, they didn't.

Instead of pouring water on the dish, he took a ladle and tried his best to lift the water to the sky, shouting:

"It's raining, it's raining."

The sun in the garden is very big, the sky is very high, and people can't open their eyes because of the sun.

It's too bright for earthworms to get out of the ground and bats to fly out of any dark place. Everything in the sun is.

Healthy and beautiful, even the tree will ring when you pat it, and even the earth wall standing opposite will answer when you call it.

Flowers bloom, just like flowers wake up. The bird flew as if it were in the sky. The bug barked as if it were inside.

Like talking. Everything is alive. Everyone's skills are unlimited, so you can do whatever you want. Do what you want.

All free. Pumpkins can climb the shelf if they want, and the house if they want.

If you want to open a cucumber, you can open fake flowers, and if you want to open a cucumber, you can open it. If you don't want to.

It means that even if a cucumber doesn't knot and a flower doesn't bloom, no one will ask. Corn can grow as high as it wants,

He's going to heaven, nobody cares. Butterflies fly freely, a pair of yellow butterflies fly from the wall for a while, and then.

Another white butterfly flew away from the wall. Whose house did they come from and where did they fly? The sun doesn't know this either.

Only the sky is blue, high and far.

But when the white clouds came, big white clouds passed over my grandfather's head like silver sprinkled with flowers.

However, it seems as low as my grandfather's straw hat.

I was tired of playing, so I found a shady place under the house and fell asleep. No pillows, no cushions, just straw hats.

Cover your face and fall asleep.

Grandpa's eyes are smiling. Grandpa's smile is often like a child's smile.

Grandpa is tall and healthy, and likes to hold a cane in his hand. Smoking a cigarette in your mouth.

A pipe, when I meet a child, often likes to joke and say:

"Look, there is a bird flying in the sky."

When the child looks at the sky, he reaches for his hat and sometimes puts it on his robe.

Below, sometimes at the cuffs. He said:

"The Finches took your hat."

The children all know grandpa's skill, so it's not surprising to hug his thigh and ask him for a hat and touch it.

Grab his sleeve and pull his skirt until he finds his hat.

Grandpa often does this, and always puts his hat in the same place, always under his cuffs and skirt. Those searches

There is not a time when his children don't take out their hats under his skirt, as if he had made an appointment with them: "I"

Just put it in this piece, you come and find it! "

I don't know how many times I have done this, just like the old lady always tells her children the story of "shooting tigers up the mountain"

Listen, children, even though they have heard it 500 times, they still clap their hands and cheer.

Whenever my grandfather does this, my grandfather and the children laugh together. It seems that this play is still like the first one.

It's like a show.

Others laughed when they saw his grandfather do this, not because he was good at technology, but because he used one every day.

It's ridiculous to catch the child's hat.

Grandpa is not very good at managing money, and grandma is in charge of all housework. Grandpa happened to have a free day; I think,

Fortunately, I have grown up. I am three years old, otherwise grandpa would be so lonely. I will go, I will run. When I can't walk,

Grandfather hugged me; Walking around, grandpa pulled me. All day long, outside the door, never leaving, there are many grandfathers.

Half of them are in the back garden, so I am in the back garden.

When I was a child, I had no company. I am my mother's first child.

I remember very early. When I was three years old, I remember my grandmother pricked my finger with a needle, so I didn't like it very much.

Have fun with her. The windows of my house are covered with paper and glass is embedded in them. Grandma is a neat freak, especially her window paper.

White and clean.

As soon as someone put me on grandma's kang, I ran into the kang and ran to the window without thinking.

He reached out and punched some holes in the paper window with a white plaid. If he doesn't stop it, he must be beside it.

If someone calls me, I have to speed up to get more connections before I can stop. As soon as your finger touches the window, the paper

The window broke with a bang like a small drum. The more broken, the more proud. If my grandmother chased me, I would be more

I am very proud. I clap my hands and dance with laughter.

One day, my grandmother came to see me. She took a big needle and went out of the window to wait for me. As soon as I reached out my hand,

My finger hurts badly. I started screaming. It was my grandmother who pricked me with a needle.

From then on, I remembered that I didn't like her.

Although she also gave me sugar, cooked Fritillaria with pork loin when coughing, and gave me pork loin, I still ate pork loin.

Don't like her.

Before she died, when she was seriously ill, I would give her a fright. Once, she sat on the kang and cooked by herself.

Medicine, medicine pot is sitting on the charcoal fire basin, because the room is very quiet, and you can hear the pot creaking. Grandma lives in

There are two houses, the back room and the outhouse. It happened that there was no one outside and no one in the back, only herself. As soon as I opened the door,

Grandma didn't see me, so I punched the board twice. I heard grandma "yo"

With a clash, the iron scissors fell to the ground.

When I looked around again, my grandmother scolded me. It looks as if she is going after me. I'm laughing, a.

Ran away.

I didn't scare my grandmother like this to get back at her. At that time, I was only five years old and didn't know anything. Maybe I think

This must be interesting.

Grandpa has been fooling around, and grandma doesn't assign him any work. There is only one thing, and that is grandma's land.

There is a set of tin ware on the decoration of the pole, but my grandfather has been cleaning it. I don't know if my grandmother sent it to him or if he sent it automatically.

I'm willing to work, and I'm not happy whenever grandpa cleans it. On the one hand, you can't take me to the backyard to play.

On the other hand, my grandfather is often scolded for this. My grandmother says he is lazy and scolds him for not cleaning. When my grandmother scolds my grandfather, she will

Often I don't even know why I scold.

As soon as my grandmother scolded my grandfather, I took his hand and walked out, saying:

"Let's go to the back garden."

Maybe that's why grandma scolded me.

She called her grandfather "dead skull" and me "little dead skull".

I dragged grandpa to the back garden. Once there, it is another world. Definitely not that room.

The narrow world of children is broad. Man is with heaven and earth. How big and far heaven and earth are, you can't touch them with your hands.

Fly to the sky.

And the things growing on the land are so prosperous that at first glance, I can't finish reading them, but I feel a bright green in front of me.

As soon as I got to the back garden, I ran out without a date, as if I saw something and ran away, as if

There is something waiting for me there. Actually, I have no purpose. I just think that whatever's in this garden.

They are all alive, as if my legs had to jump.

If I didn't dance as hard as I could, my grandfather couldn't be afraid that I was tired and wanted to greet me. On the contrary, the more he jumps,

Hello, the more disobedient I am.

Wait until you can't run, then sit down and rest. The rest is fast, too, but it's just random seedlings.

Pick a cucumber to eat.

After a good rest, it began to run again.

The cherry tree knows that it doesn't bear cherries, so it runs to the tree to look for cherries. Li Zishu is half dead, and that's not counting.

People who bear plums will look for plums. As he searched, he shouted and asked Grandpa:

"Grandpa, why don't cherry trees bear cherries?"

Grandfather replied from a distance:

"Because there are no flowers, there will be no cherries."

Ask again:

"Why don't cherry trees bloom?"

Grandfather said:

"Because you are greedy, you won't blossom."

When I heard this, I obviously laughed at my words and ran to my grandfather like I was very angry.

Looks like it. Grandpa raised his eyes and looked at me with completely harmless eyes. I immediately smiled. Indeed

It took me a long time to hold back my laughter, but I don't know where I got so much happiness. I messed up the backyard for a while,

I laughed loudly and felt deafening.

There is a rose in the back garden. It blooms in May. Until June.

Flowers are as big as soy sauce dishes. Flowers are blooming and trees are everywhere. Because of the fragrance of flowers, many bees are attracted, hum.

Humming by the rose tree.

When I am tired of playing with other things, I think of picking roses and many straw hats to use.

The bag is full. When picking that flower, there are two kinds of fears, one is afraid of bee stings and the other is afraid of roses.

A prickly hand. I finally picked a lot, but I didn't know what to do after I finished. Suddenly whimsical, if you send this flower,

Grandpa should look good in it.

Grandpa squatted on the ground and pulled out the grass, so I planted flowers for him. Grandpa only knows that I'm playing tricks on his hat. He doesn't know me.

What the hell are you doing? I gave him a circle of flowers, twenty or thirty red flowers in his straw hat. I'm trapped in a place

Laughing, when I heard my grandfather say:

"It rained heavily this spring, so this rose blooms very well. Erli Road is also afraid of smelling. "

He made me tremble with laughter. I can hardly support it.

When I finished, my grandfather was still worried. He is still pulling up the grass on the ridge. I ran a long way to the station.

Look, I dare not look at my grandfather's side. I just want to laugh at it. So I took the opportunity to go into the house to find something to eat, without waiting for me.

Back in the garden, my grandfather came into the room.

Grandma saw the red flower as soon as she came in. Seeing that she said nothing, she smiled.

Mom and dad laughed, too. I laughed the most and rolled on the kang.

Grandpa took off his hat and saw the fragrance of roses not because of the heavy rain this spring, but because of it.

This flower is worn on his head.

He put down his hat and laughed for more than ten minutes. After a while, he remembered and smiled again.

Grandpa just forgot one thing, so I just carried it beside him and said:

"Grandpa ... it rained heavily this spring ..."

As soon as I mentioned it, grandpa's smile came. So I also began to roll on the kang.

So day after day, grandpa, backyard, me, these three are also indispensable.

It's windy and rainy, and grandpa doesn't know what to do, but now I'm lonely. Nowhere to go, nowhere to play.

Yes, I think it's a long day.