Essay on Tearing Grass

In my hometown, there is a kind of grass called tear doll grass, which I have been calling it since I can remember. Presumably, the Country Chronicle should have called it that before. The grass is not tall, about 20 cm, and grows in the wilderness. It's a little thicker and taller than ordinary weeds. The whole plant is dark green with triangular scales. The tip of the pole is dotted with three or five grass branches. After grazing, the children will pull it up and recite the established prayers. It's nothing more than someone asking God for a divination that a boy and a girl will be born in the future ... one person will tear it from the tip and the other from the root. If a thread is torn, it indicates that a boy will be born in the future. If it is a quadrilateral, a girl will be born, and other figures will come again.

It may be just a pleasure not to remember the divination results at a young age, but some older people will do it seriously. Maybe they wrote down the results of divination, whether they were worried or sad, happy or sad. In my mind, it is just a game, just an interesting thing to herd cattle. Anyway, it is impossible for cows to read books when they are smart. At that time, they didn't like reading, and there were no books to read. Talking about family matters, children know very little, and there is nothing to talk about when they get together every day. It is indispensable to play catch cicada with grass. ...

Children are very playful, playing with tearing doll grass, maybe for a long time, tearing and pulling until they are satisfied. Sometimes all the grass on a lawn has been pulled out, so they have to look for grass, forget cows, and cows forget people, or eat grass in the grass, or steal their mouths in the crops, or get lost. Sometimes you leave footprints. If you follow them, you will definitely go. If you don't leave any footprints, you can only pick up a handful of loose hairs at the lost intersection, hold them in your hand and say, "I accidentally lost my cow when I was herding cattle this year." Pray for God's blessing and guidance. " Throw Marie Laure Gigon's hair on the ground hard to see where the fan-shaped hair is loose, which means that the cow is lost, and sometimes it is used to find someone. Because it can be verified in one day every time, it is still quite effective and kept in mind. It's a pity that today's children don't herd cattle and don't need to be sloppy.

Sometimes in my dreams, I can always see a group of ragged and smiling children, or chasing a mountain grasshopper until I die; Or observing a group of ants, I heard that ants go home by smell, and for a while they came to my heart maliciously. They urinated and ran on their way home, some were washed away, some were washed away directly, and they ran around at both ends of the urine without pain, unable to find their way home. We always laugh at gloating. The sun is getting warmer, the urine on the grass is dry, and the blocked ant colonies are connected and moving in an orderly way.

Once I took my child up the mountain and saw ants, I immediately peed. I washed a lot when I peed, and a triumphant smile broke out on my face. The child said, "Dad, you are neither a good man nor a strong man." I said, "How do you know?" "Teacher, educate us to love animals. Ants are also small animals. They are pathetic and cute, but it would be cruel to kill them ... ants are fragile. Instead of protecting them, you bully them. Not to say that the real strong is to protect the weak, to protect the weak as a social responsibility, rather than bullying the weak ... "

I just remembered that children are right to talk a lot. I did educate children, but it's a pity that I always stand in the perspective of educators. I didn't tell my children that we used to play with grass, otherwise they would criticize me for superstition ... Our children, our grass, may be covered with grass, but you are still tearing grass without children.