Goodbye in July, hello August, I hope you will be full of good luck

July, midsummer, hot; August, continued midsummer, and continued to be hot.

The sky is pure blue, and the white clouds are enjoying it. The cool breeze is always inadvertently blowing in thousands of calls, so that the rolling hot waves can instantly "exit".

This fiery July and August is really love and hate. What I love is that it has no reservation, sincerity, what I hate is that it is unbearable and stuffy.

However, waving and saying goodbye in July, and saying hello in August, we still pierced into the boundless fiery, and it is acting and cherished, looking forward to ourselves, and looking forward to the loved ones. Full of arms.

In August, I wish you to pay for your wish, worry -free.

Where do you want to go this summer this summer?

Go back to my hometown, or go to the distance; do farm work, or go vacation? Perhaps there are different answers for people of different ages.

For many post -80s, summer vacations are the most important strokes in childhood memories, which are full of bitterness and sweetness.

"Double grabbing" is like a "robbery". Whether you want or not, under the intimidation of your parents, pick up the sickle and a hoe to follow the adults: cut rice, fight rice, tan the valley, tear the seedlings, and learn the field. It seems that only the farm work that is only able to do with adult talents, and children must learn to do without exception.

As a result, his fingers were cut by sickle, the toes were scratched by stones, sand, and the skin was darkened. These "double grabs" marks were staged every year. In order to escape the hard work of "face facing the loess and facing the sky", many children have made volunteers: "Jump out of the farmer through reading and say goodbye to farmers."

The brief joy comes from the evening. When the sunset is about to fall, the wind blows slowly that night. You can take a cow to take a bath and catch the fish and catch shrimp by the ravine and stream of the hometown. In the orchard, pick up big watermelons, and peaches and pears. Wash the cool streams and can't wait to bite. That is the sweetness of the spleen.

For graduates who have just stepped out of the school, they can successfully get the company's employment letter or the admission notice of postgraduate entrance examination is the best news. This hot summer is a pleasant and pleasing. Memories.

For children who are going to school, they can temporarily put down the burden on their schoolwork and "play purely" for a few days, which is the most exciting "small fresh" in summer.

Of course, for more people, even if the weather is hot, the days can still be stepped down, and there is no change. Even if it is bitter, it is a kind of luck.

At any stage of life, alive is very difficult; it is even more difficult to live wonderful. I hope that every ordinary you and me can get what they wish in August, worry -free.

In August, I hope you will get full and laugh.

In August, for farmers who have worked for more than half a year, they ushered in a bumper time.

The "double grabbing" is generally completed in early August, but the Guzi will last until mid -August. Every day, it will be on the scorching sun every day. I always feel that Guanting is wide and large. Several trips back and forth, the Guzi cannot be turned over.

When all the millet is dry, the family will "taste new". As the name suggests, it is to taste the new rice this year.

As usual, Dad will pick up the grain house early, pick the crushed rice back, and pour it into the rice cylinder. Then, with my mother, from the fence of the stream, he caught a duck that had been raised for several months to kill.

Three our sisters are responsible for picking vegetables, eggplant, cucumber, bitter gourd and other vegetables in the vegetable garden, and help them. Of course, the most unforgettable thing is to hold the watermelon of their own family into the creek in front of the house, find a tree shade, dig a deep pit, walk around with stones, put the watermelon in, wait for lunch, then take it back back back, then take it back back to the back of the lunch. Cut and eat, that is the best "ice watermelon".

At that time, we were closely linked with the farmers' life, and our parents did not go out to work. They only found ways in the field. The days were not affluent, but they saw hope.

Perhaps everyone will have a period of time in the life of everyone, just like August that year, like the summer of that year, suffering in suffering, bitterness is also sweet.

When life finally survives that difficulty, the rest of his life is a tank. Even though there are frustrations, there are bumps, but my heart is calm.

In August, I hope you have a breeze and bright moon, and good luck will follow.

In August, it is always nostalgic.

When the heat waves in the day fell down the mountain with the sun, the evening breeze was cool.

There are people who have a cool person on the ping on the ping of the Gugu. The grandparents and grandma shake the fan and sit on the small stool. The naughty children are in groups of three or five to start chasing in the moonlight. Some of the peanuts, some brought Guoguo pear jujube, calling for their children while chatting with their neighbors ...

Laughing, noisy, watching the lively and lively, the carnival that the quiet mountain village knows, there are more people, there is a flavor of fireworks, such summer nights, it becomes the memory of many people, and never never never, no longer, there is no longer no longer. The picture that can be staged.

Nowadays, we have already faltering for our parents and old -fashioned parents.

However, whenever the night comes, they are still used to going out and say hello to the neighbors. Although many people have left and many people have gone far away, the remaining people are their closest partners.

Therefore, in August, whether you are in the city or the countryside, you will accompany your parents like a childhood, go out for a walk, enjoy the accompanying and bright moon, and enjoy the quietness in front of you.End words:

See you again; August, hello!

When the wheels of the years are rolling forward, don't forget, look back at the road you walk and look at the people around you.

When the parents are getting older, when the child grows up, the self that is not in the world has no longer, reminding himself, cherishing the present, and cherishing ownership.

May you and me be able to hit with luck in August, everything is getting better and better!

Author: Rufeng is light and cloudy.

Your happiness, my blessing.

The picture comes from the Internet.

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