The idea of writing about Mr. Luo Yongchang has been moving for a long time. From last autumn to this spring, it has always been a concern in my mind. I am also a teacher and friend of Mr. Luo. Sometimes I call him Mr. Luo, and sometimes I call him Brother. It's not good to just call me, which is one of the reasons why I can't write.

Yayoi

When autumn comes to the depths

The leaves are rustling Look at the white clouds scattered leave

see Eighteen constellations How to oppose the heaven

Go to Wuthering Mountain Forest

A loud arrow pierces the autumn wind

Blocking the way Wang Bodang is the world's platoon name Section

Ghost fire is real.

Just behind the North Ridge.

On the back of the North Ridge, there are disordered trees and crows, and there are Huang Xian'er. They are also the last destination of people in the village. There are some old graves, because there is no one to take care of them

This time only about trees.

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There are several acacia trees in the yard of the unit.

Albizzia blooms in May and June. Albizia trees blossom when they say they will, which makes people unprepared and never discuss with others. Overnight, flowers bloom all over the trees. Albizia flower looks like a small open fan. The fan is the kind of singing in Beijing Opera, with red tassels on the top, very ostentatious.

Therefore, every time I pass under the tree, I feel that there are a group of small people singing with fans on the tree. And each flower is a role, different. This cluster is the first scholar of the community, who beats the ground and cries loudly; The other two clusters, however, were Zhang Sheng and Yingying, who had met for the first time. Their eyebrows and eyes were shy. They looked at each other and quickly turned away. Albizia flowers on the tree, dressed in long blue clothes, surrounded by green, murmuring singing, they crowded together, playing and singing, just immersed in the beautiful flowering period, as for passers-by under the tree, regardless of their A, B, C, D, they were indifferent.

The flowers of Albizia have beautiful eyebrows, and there is no black faced big man with beard and eyes.

I always think that Albizia is also called Lantana. Maybe I confused their names. Because once when I visited Xiazhu Lake, the guide pointed to the acacia tree beside the pavilion in the center of the lake and said, "This is called Lantana.". The tour guide is a beautiful girl, and a beautiful girl should not cheat people.

About Lantana, there are

On Sunday, the landlady who lives a leisurely life made an appointment to have dinner. Tang Zhan, brother Luo and I.

Everyone knows that the landlady is a beauty. Man Life, which is located by the Yingxi River, is a place we often go to. Many of my brothers have also been there, and they never forget it. The style of life is elegant, and there is a chef who can make good dishes, but I think that in addition to these, half of the style comes from the elegant charm of the proprietress. The shop of life is next to Yu Yinghe. Because of the beauty, the water of Yingxi River is gentle, and the willows beside the river are gentle.

Jiangnan is like a beauty. The scenery in Jiangnan should have been so gentle and moist.

Beauty can only be seen from afar. Because brother Xia, the boss, is also his brother, his daughter-in-law is no better than Mo's female neighbor, and even has no chance to make an appointment to run in the morning. Brother Xia is a painter, quiet and calm, but he likes to be busy. The day before yesterday, he made a print in his circle of friends. He poured alone. When he said a glass of wine, he would get drunk.

Yes, I am a good boy. This need not be pointed out separately.

I was very busy yesterday. I was too busy to review the mementos on Weibo and WeChat. If you are a diligent online person like me, you will understand this sentence. But I still received the hero post from Ruhua and Lao Qi: "White Moonlight", which will be sent at 3:00 tomorrow

I said, can I take this as a date?

of course.

The beauty has an appointment. Even if the Qingming Festival is full of rain, there will be a moon without moonlight.

The red skirt floats and drags, and the name is a beauty. She said on WeChat: Yesterday's rainstorm made her an appointment with a beautiful woman. I was in a good mood at first, but later I read Lin Youcai's "Divide Land, Divide Daughter in Law". The last paragraph made me breathless.

"In fact, Xiaoyuer and my family should call him the second brother according to the ranking. But I'm used to calling him Xiaoyuer in the Royal Guards, and I wrote about another second brother, who is the son of the second alcoholic. Later, the second brother became the second alcoholic, just like Ah Q Live like that. He disappeared after drinking on the first day of the first month of the first lunar month. Five days later, people found him near the water of Xiangyang in the mountain reservoir. He was dead.

This is the third chapter of "All Right", with another title to increase the click rate. The origin of the title is that in the last two days, the personal center has been screened by Our Home. Several people are writing the same composition. The rich people have shown off their own land, planting melons and beans, which makes my heart itch.

In other people's blogs, such as Lin Maizi, an envious proletarian, angrily wrote a comment: Down with the landlord. As soon as I saw it, I quickly followed up and shouted to strengthen my voice: divide the land, divide the land, divide the daughter-in-law!

But the responder did. Or because my proposal is too grand, we can talk about dividing land and farmland. As for the third item, many people dare not dream! It seems that there are fewer and fewer people with feelings like me in blogs.

Also called home. But now my father has stopped farming. Since the Tibetan Horse Mountain has been developed into a scenic tourist area, the land has become valuable, so my father rented out a dozen acres of land for himself and his brother, and sat at home and collected the rent.

The development company rented the land in front of the mountain, planted it into a blueberry garden, built a villa in the mountain, and named it Blueberry Town. It has become a very popular town. I joked with my father that you had been a revolutionary all your life, and finally became a landlord yourself. How could it be! My father was happy to settle accounts with me, saying how much land could earn and how much pension there was, but the final summary focused on the vegetable fields in front of the door.

The father said that fortunately, there was a vegetable field in front of the door.

Because there are some courtyards near the road

If you can't write an article in one go, after two days, the artistic conception you want to express is completely different from what you wanted to say at that time. For example, this article, "All Right", can no longer enter the atmosphere of going home for the Spring Festival because it wants to pick it up again after a weekend.

Although my idea at the beginning of the article is to spend another year in writing. One time in reality, one time on paper, is equal to earning one time. You see, there is no one who lives a life like me who is so thrifty. But after all, the 15th day of the first lunar month has passed, and readers will despise it if they continue to celebrate the New Year. But I have to finish writing this article. I quit building the poop ten years ago.

Let's change the narrative mode.

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In the first part, because I complained about my brother's garlic making, someone said in the comments that I had been a professional black brother for 30 years. In fact, this is wrong. My brother is at least my idol in my youth. He has always covered me since I was young. If anyone bullies me, he will bring me back. I have never suffered.

When I was a teenager covered by my elder brother, I could see the moon on the roof of the house and catch turtles in the river. Once this kind of temperament like Erlang God is formed, even the neighbor's yellow dog will give me three points. The last time my eldest brother fought for me was when I was in junior high school.

When I was in the first grade of junior high school, I didn't fully grow up. I always sat in the first three rows of the classroom. He is still an ignorant youth in the countryside, living in a muddle. Once I was stopped by the head teacher because I was not dressed properly,

As soon as Xiaohan passed the Spring Festival, the streets were full of year end discounts for various commodities. Some anxious merchants even put up the sign of "clearance, go home", and put a horn at the door, which made people itch. There are also welcome beauties in cheongsam who smile at people at the door of the store and have a slim figure, which makes the gentleman cannot help admiring them.

I spent a lot of time hanging out in front of various shop windows in this city. After Lin Doudou went to college, what belongs to me is so many leisure time. I walk on the bustling streets of this city with my shoulders dangling. The models in the roadside window never know that they are the most awesome poets in this street.

In WeChat, we often see parents who get up early to send their children to school express their poetic life, such as Mo Xiaolou sending pictures, saying, "At six o'clock in the morning, the empty street.". I imagined the six o'clock street before dawn, the Xuanyuan in the sky, winding like a dragon, while Mo Xiaolou, who worked hard and got up early in the cold street, walked into a fuzzy shadow, and my heart could not help being happy.

After Lin Doudou left home to study, I said goodbye to the days of getting up early and getting into the dark. At the beginning, Lin Doudou was afraid of my loneliness and expressed concern on WeChat from time to time. I basically replied that I was running and reading—— Lin Doudou likes the reply of such a healthy lifestyle. If he happens to be chasing the drama, he will also be