rest of life 22

I have loved mountains and rivers since I was a child.Of course, I am not a wise man or a benevolent man.It may be because I have been in contact with these two natural things all the year round, or it may be that I was born with a pair of eyes that discover beauty, and I am very talented!After all, no one can deny that mountains and rivers are beautiful.Whenever I stand on the top of the mountain or listen to the sound of running water, my heart will calm down instantly. If I can write poetry, at that moment when various thoughts linger in my mind, I will definitely burst into poetry. Even when it got out of hand, it was enough to frighten ghosts and gods.But, I am not a poet after all.Or, at that age when I was able to be quiet, I did not yet have the knowledge base to become a poet.This is a very regrettable thing, the sea has changed, and everything has changed.The mountain is no longer the mountain, and the water is not the same water, even the flow has ceased.

Of course, I am not thinking of anyone by water or mountains. This is a feeling, very ethereal, but it does exist.Moreover, I do not rely more on mountains or water. Climbing mountains and trees to dig out bird eggs, and wading in water to catch fish are the things I do most. These are some jobs that can make people forget to eat and sleep.I love keeping birds, however, I have only ever raised one bird.I also like to raise fish, and I didn't raise a single one.However, if you like it, you like it. As for whether to support or not, that was not something I considered at the time.This is a very irresponsible attitude, and for animal protectionists, it is a heinous crime.Of course, I can be forgiven, after all, I was young at the time.

The only bird I keep is a cuckoo.It is also the largest of all the birds I have raised.When it is an adult, it is about the size of a pigeon.Most of its feathers are gray, with black wingtips and a white belly.Its mouth has a hook, its claws are sharp, and it has the characteristics of a kite. Accompanied by its sharp and hoarse cry, it is enough to make many birds jump with fear and run away after hearing the sound.This is also the reason why I like it, after all, it is something worth boasting to have a mighty divine bird.

It has a good appetite and eats voraciously.This may also be the reason why it can survive under my feeding!After all, raising birds is all about feeding them.On the other hand, I directly snatched away their original parental obligations and rights with more brutal means.Its staple food is locusts.Very nutritious and filling too.Because I almost caught all the locusts on a river beach.The largest locusts can be as big as a little finger, and some can even approach the size of a ring finger.The smallest one is about the size of half a little finger.These locusts can fly, and they fly very high and very fast.However, they cannot escape my pursuit after all.As for the very small ones, the size of flies, I don't bother to catch them.I went to catch it every two days, and I persisted like this for a month.And this month, I have also raised it from a little one without feathers to a cuckoo bird that can successfully fly.

I released it, but I don't know if it survived.Probably, he is dead!After all, I'm not sure if it will find food on its own.It was cruel and absurd, but at that time, it was indeed something worth boasting about.

Do children feel shy? Or, to be more specific, are children afraid of being seen naked? This is a question that has long been settled.However, I can clearly add another piece of evidence for this conclusion.At that time, it was still an era when washing machines were not yet popular, and hand washing was still the most common way of doing laundry.For places where running water is not yet connected, it is most common to go to the river to wash clothes.This is also a great thing for children.After all, you can go to the river to play with the permission and personal guidance of adults.

It was an afternoon and the sun was shining brightly.My mother went to the river to wash clothes, and I naturally followed excitedly.After all, it is a very pleasant thing.The water in the river is very clear, and the small fish in it swim around quickly, and I can trace their tracks very clearly.However, I couldn't catch them.They are too small and swim too fast, and the river flows very fast, although this is only a small river with a width of no more than two meters and a depth of no more than [-] centimeters.I'm so excited because I haven't been here in days.So, I just trot all the way into the river.There are stones at the bottom of the river and it is very slippery.So, I fell into the river, and the shorts and vest I was wearing were naturally soaked through.The mother was very angry. After all, it was a very helpless thing to deal with a child who was not very obedient and not very law-abiding.However, she is a very gentle person, so naturally she will not get angry because of such a trivial matter.She stripped off the two thin clothes I was wearing and hung them on a small tree in the distance.As for me, I can only lie in the river naked and enjoy myself.This is the most common thing, after all, bathing in such refreshing river water is also a very good thing.However, summer is a busy season, people coming and going can be seen everywhere at any time, and most of them are people who are familiar with each other in the same place.They crossed the river talking and laughing, either to this side of the river or to the other side of the river.In short, there is always a naked child in the middle of the river.He sat peacefully in the water, completely changed from the past.He seemed to be covering up and seemed a little overwhelmed.After all, the clothes were still hanging on the branches in the distance! "Are they looking at me? They are talking, are they talking about me? They..." He was thinking wildly.This embarrassment lasted for about three hours, and in the distance, the sun was about to set.

At that time, I should be four years old!It was an impressive thing, one of the few things I can remember.

And the first time I saw a female body, I think, should be when I was five years old!Of course, it's not a "female body" in the general sense. She must have been seven or eight years old at the time.Very vague image, I have long forgotten her name.It was also by the small river. At that time, my mother put on a pink dress and dragged me to my grandmother's house.With my pretty cute image, like a little girl.And as a boy, it was definitely embarrassing for me to be put on a girl's clothes.Although, for children, it can add some cuteness.I often come to my grandma's house because I have many playmates here.A group of children, in groups, can do many interesting things.For example, touch fish, climb mountains, climb trees, play marbles and so on.And there is one thing that I have never done before, and of course I will accompany them.I don't do it, one is because I don't know how, and the most important point is that I am shy.Maybe I'm naturally shy and easily shy.Or it can be said that I was born to mature early!

I accompany them as always, or they, or she goes swimming.The water in the creek is very shallow, but there are always one or two tunnels created by washing sand or digging stones, or deep water areas blocked by people with stones.The water in those areas can be used for swimming, it is about half a meter deep, and there is no danger.I have forgotten the whole story.I just remember that I sat quietly on the shore, looking at the girl who stood in the water and asked me to go down to play too.Her body has not developed yet, but it may be because she is older than me, or it may be that girls grow faster in the initial stage, her figure looks very slender.She has short hair and is very white, but I can't remember her face anymore.I saw the difference between us, in the image, my heart is beating!However, there should be no blushing, after all, I concealed it very well.

She was generous, nothing like me.Probably because of his young age!I also guessed that she might have regarded me as a girl, after all, I was wearing a girl's clothes at the time.However, she should know me, after all, I often play with her.

Thinking about it now, it's like a dream.Is this just a dream of mine? However, the photo of me wearing that pink dress is still stored in the small cabinet at home.Moreover, a child of four or five years old would not be able to have any erotic dreams!If you have to treat this as "sex", then maybe it can also be called an enlightenment!Of course, that's not the case, it's just a pure game.

However, the "sex" thing seems to be there.I say it seems because I'm not sure.Just like that pure game, there is always a dreamy feeling.The seasons of summer and autumn are always the busiest.So busy that almost all the children were placed at home, and the older ones took care of the younger ones.Those who are younger, gather in neighbors or acquaintances, and stay with their children.I should belong to the kind of not too small category!After all, I can accomplish many things alone, and within a certain period of time, I can be independent.However, in terms of age, it is still quite young, I remember it was about six years old.I don't have to be taken care of specially, and I don't have to be deliberately arranged with others who are a little older.However, I can choose to be with them, after all, I like to play very much.

In the same season, probably in the morning, at nine o'clock or ten o'clock, anyway, the adults have already left the house to work.I forgot what time I got up, but it wasn't too early.I went to the house next door because there was my playmate, a sister who was three years older than me.She was home alone, just like me.In this respect, we are all children who can take care of themselves.I have forgotten how we played every time we were together, but it was mostly like when children get together, playing games, or watching TV when no one is watching.This is a memory with no beginning and end, a story that doesn't know how to start or end.And it was on that morning that an inexplicable "sex" happened inexplicably.

We curled up in the corner of the bed.My body was a little stiff and my heart was beating fast.I stroked her smooth underside, and she stroked me, too.This is a frozen picture, but also a blurred picture, because I can't remember the specific situation.Maybe it was because I was too nervous at the time!Suddenly, she hurt me.I woke up from being stiff and shaking.At this time, the door was opened, and the adults had already returned.Then, this spring scene came to an abrupt end.This is something that only exists in memory. After all, it is not known by others. It is something that God knows, I know, I know, you may know.Her name is Xiao Yu!A name that is easy to remember and easy to ignore.

A year later, she moved away with her parents.I never saw her again, like a page in a notebook that is torn off and its contents erased with it.It was only when I picked up the notebook and saw the remaining traces that I remembered that there was such a person and such a thing.However, everything has long since become a remnant.

Children, how should we define it? This is a difficult question.For example, in the eyes of your parents, you will always be a child.Of course, this is just a supernormal view mixed with emotion and other sensibility.What if there is a standard statement that can be generally recognized? I think that what is stipulated by the law should be recognized by people. This is the most standardized definition.Or, elementary school.This is probably the first reaction in people's minds, to equate children with elementary school students.It is not standardized, but it is in line with common people's cognition.

It was an age when the heart was sprouting, and a group of children were doing some childish things, but these childish things could be said to be out of natural instinct.So, can such naivety still be called naive?

"Xiaosheng, come out quickly, I'll show you something fun." Li Ya was a little excited, but then came over to pull me up in a secretive way, and walked directly outside the classroom.

Before I could react, I was suddenly pulled out.Li Ya is my good friend, who belonged to the kind who ran around naked together since childhood.We study in the same elementary school.He is a very active person, or to be precise, a very curious child. "What are you doing? I was sleepy early in the morning!" He disturbed my rare 10-minute break between classes.

"Look, what is this..." He took out a ball of paper tightly clutched in his hand, and then quickly unfolded it, showing a crumpled page and a crooked page to me. in front of.He was as excited as Columbus had discovered the New World.

"Honey, Xiaodi, I like you..." I stared at the scribbled words and read tentatively, because I wasn't sure if I recognized them correctly, but the general meaning could be seen at a glance.Then, I also started to be surprised.Of course, I am not as excited as Li Ya, after all, I have always acted on the principle of "nothing to do with myself".

"Hey? Tell me, who is this Xiaodi? Also, do you know who wrote this word? I think it is very likely that it is a classmate in our class! This is big news." Li Ya was very excited asked, it seems that he wanted to find out.

"You don't know who it is? Then where did you get this paper?" I asked in surprise.I think such a private thing should not be discarded by its owner himself.Because if it were me, if I had to throw away such a letter, I would definitely tear it into pieces, and then on a windy day, I would scatter away like a goddess.Or, throw it in the river and let it flow eastward with the river.Or, bury it in the soil and let it decay quickly.In short, I will completely destroy it, or at least no one can see it again.Therefore, I, who have always liked to "expose myself and others", naturally do not think that such things are obtained by legal means.

"I picked it up! It's in the crack in the wall at the back of our classroom. It's pretty well stuffed!"

He answered me unexpectedly. "Hey? Tell me, who wrote this?" He continued to ask. "Xiao Di should be a nickname, or there is a word Di in this person's name." He speculated seriously. "But, there is no student in our class whose name is Dier! It's hard to guess." He said to himself.I sat aside, quietly listening to his soliloquy.Suddenly, I thought of a person whose previous name seemed to be the word "Di".

His name is Su Rui, and he is in the same class as me.I remember he once told me that his parents had fortune-telling for him, and the old Taoist said that he was short of gold in the five elements, so he changed his name.This should have happened six or seven years ago. The reason why I know his former name is because I went to his house to play when I was young, and his parents called him "Xiao Di". Maybe it was because he changed his name suddenly. Parents can't get used to it for a while.Or, the name "Xiao Di" may have been used by his family as his baby name!So, who wrote this letter? I also began to wonder.After all, I am very envious of a childhood sweetheart girl who calls him by his baby name and likes him.Therefore, I have the urge to explore, or, at least, to pay attention to him and the girls around him intentionally or unintentionally.

It was a spring-like, exciting age.When Li Ya showed me one or two complete or incomplete letters that I searched from nowhere, I had to lament our rapid growth.Also have to admit, I'm going to grow up.And these are all evidence of growth.

I finally got to know her, the girl who affectionately called "Xiao Di" in the letter.Her name is Zhu Shanshan, a hard-working little girl.The reason why I say she is "hardworking" is not that I deny her intelligence, but that she is indeed very hardworking.A person who is smart and hardworking can definitely accomplish great things.For example, study.Her grades are very good, and she is often praised by the teacher on weekdays.She wears two ponytails every day, her skin is a little dark, and she is very warm-hearted.I like her very much, of course, just out of appreciation for her personality.

I know that she is the sender of that letter, not because of any accident, nor because of my investigation, let alone guessing.I know it, only because other people know it too.After all, I'm still belatedly aware of it!I don't know when it started, but when I found out, her fierce love for Su Rui was already rumored.According to Li Ya, she had a big and heartbreaking confession.As for when and where this confession happened, he did not know.But since it is so powerful, it must have been witnessed by someone.And I gradually discovered some unusual things between them, which also confirmed the previous "confession"

One thing.

She diligently wiped the chalk writing on the blackboard, Su Rui stared at the blackboard and her in front of her, at a loss.I fell asleep on the table, but I saw this scene.Su Rui should be on duty today, I remember it very clearly, because I am a life committee member, and I arranged his work. "Very childish girl!" I thought so.

She took a piece of candy and handed it to Su Rui.He was at a loss again.I could see clearly because I was sitting directly behind Su Rui, not to mention that I already had the desire to "observe". "Very cute girl!" I thought so.

She braided a bracelet.It was meticulously woven with colorful threads through certain techniques.The thread is very thin, so it is not easy to weave.However, it is indeed very beautiful.In short, I like it very much, but I never got it.She gave it to him, it was the morning of the Dragon Boat Festival!I remember it well, because it's always easy to impress people after they've failed in the comparison. "Why bother?" I thought.

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Whether spring can tolerate summer is a bit unclear.Because spring is spring and summer is summer.However, spring can also have enthusiasm.That's probably how Zhu Shanshan treats Su Rui!I can't figure it out, where does the "heat" in this spring come from?

They have no beginning, let alone results.As the years get older, all these gradually fade away, and even become strangers, so strange that you can pretend not to know each other when you meet.Li Ya probably has forgotten these things!I only have some vague memories, and I can't help but start to wonder: Is such a vague memory still a memory?

"Look, what is this..." Li Yana's slightly wretched look once again flashed in his mind.Perhaps memory is just memory, real or not.