A childhood after 70 s

My son grew up day by day, and unconsciously, he was already in the third grade of primary school. When I go to school to pick up and pick up children every day, I always feel that today’s children are too hard to see parents surrounding the school gate and watching their children leave and arrive with expectation and anxiety, they virtually took too much pressure that didn’t belong to them, and even their parents were sent to various cram schools in their spare time. Their childhood happiness is being compressed little by little by parents. Thus, I thought of my childhood. My childhood was happy and carefree. I was born in Naiman Banner, which was said to be one of the ten poverty-stricken counties in the country at that time, and was more than 30 kilometers away from the town. When my father and mother got married, they had already worked in an enterprise in Tongliao city (they were all state-owned enterprises at that time). My father seldom came back to visit us once a year, so I hadn’t seen my father several times before I was five years old. At the age of five, my father’s unit was divided into dormitories, so my father and mother ended their separation life for nearly ten years, and the whole family got together. Although the house was small, only 12 square meters, but after all, it is a complete home, life is very bitter, but it is very warm. From rural areas to cities, the environment has changed a lot, and life has become rich and colorful all of a sudden. And the childhood memories in memory have gradually become clear since then. My father was a monitor of the workshop at that time. He was not a big official, but he had a heavy responsibility. My father was the kind of person who gave up his family, so he had almost no time to take care of the life and study of our siblings. In order to subsidize the family, my mother also found a temporary job. She worked hard for this family every day, so my brother and sister and I learned to take care of ourselves when we were very young, but at the same time, this laissez-faire lifestyle made me fearless and creative when I was a child. Of course, there were no toys like Transformers or electric cars in my childhood. I didn’t even have a decent toy since I was a child. Basically, I made it myself and entertained myself. The first toy I made myself was WHIP. At that time, there was a cart shop not far away from my home, which was a place for the car owners who transported goods back and forth. At that time, the people who drove carriages were very arrogant, and their work was equivalent to the drivers who drove heavy trucks now, so they often saw them roaring past with whips, frames, oh, I can’t envy it. So I made several whips of different lengths. The method was extremely simple, which was to use the thread drawn from the car tire to weave it into a strand and tie it to the bamboo pole or branch, just a few whips, I cherished them so much that no one could move. Before going to bed, I still had to stand neatly in the corner of the wall. When I threw the whip so that it could crack, I found that what other children played was fresher and more exciting, so I joined them. At that time, there was a special train line not far from my home, and there were often trains passing back and forth. We thought of picking up foreign nails and putting them on the rails. After the train passed by, the nails were flat a lot, after several cycles like this, a full moon machete succeeded. It was extremely sharp after being slightly polished. We used this knife to dissect insects such as horses, snakes and frogs. Until later, when one of my companions put a spike picked up beside the train track on the rail, it was found by the workers on the railway. If it hadn’t been found timely, that spike could derail the train, and the consequences would be unimaginable. As a result, his family was fined 200 yuan, and we were also severely warned, which was definitely a large number at that time. From then on, we dared not to roll flat knives on the rails any more. Sometimes we like to play jokes. We once ran to the side of the road at night, tied a string on the trees on both sides of the road, with a height of about 1.5 meters, and then hid in the ditch to see the cyclist hung by the rope, we laughed secretly, which greatly satisfied the psychology of evil work. The most classic One was that a man who rode a bicycle with a cigarette in his mouth was blown down: I saw a small bright spot passing by in parallel. Then, the bright spot jumped suddenly and followed closely! With a sound, we fled everywhere, and ###### came from behind, seizing and killing you! Shouting. Before I went to primary school, I had already made several decent toys, such as knives, guns made of plywood, slingers, ice shells (ga), even playing gunpowder gun and so on. At that time, our boys often played fan pia (four tones) in the daytime and hide-and-seek in the evening, while girls played rubber band jumping and chua (three tones) Galaha. Hide-and-seek is a game we often play at night, climbing trees, going to the House and drilling jars. As long as we can think of places, we can hide in, which not only exercises our bodies, but also improves our observation ability. Later, I often thought: if we were soldiers, we would certainly be good candidates selected by special forces. I still remember when I was just in primary school, when the movie Shaolin Temple was just released, my companions and I went to the nearby theaters every day, After watching it for several times, we think eating dog meat should be very generous, especially baking it by ourselves. So I began to plan whose dog to eat. Since several good friends at that time were all Mongolian, we knew that Mongolian treated dogs like family members when they were very young, never killing dogs, let alone eating. However, the temptation of dog meat is too great. Before the action, several hardcore hooks and swear, no one is allowed to talk to adults. Then draw lots to select the black dog of one of them as the target. At that time, our five friends, the oldest 13 years old, the youngest 7 years old, pitiful that black dog, were killed quickly under the attack of our chaos and bricks. We don’t know how to clean up the dead black dog, and we are too lazy to clean it up. We simply cut off two thighs with a kitchen knife and bury other parts, which can be regarded as disfiguring the corpse. All this was done in secret excitement. On the day of barbecue, our excited faces were flushed one by one, and the preparation work was also sufficient: Knife, match, a small bottle of soy sauce and a handful of salt. The location has been stepped on for a long time —- a big pit nearly 4 meters deep in the suburb is not easy for outsiders to find. Collecting firewood, igniting fire and holding dog legs are not very professional, but the division of labor is clear. Smelling the charred dog meat, it gave off a strong fragrance, and the Ha zi had already been dripping down, and it would disappear as soon as it was baked. All of them ate with their mouths full of oil and blood, and their hands and faces were all dark. Although he had pulled a hook, swore, and didn’t say anything about killing him, the youngest one betrayed the oath and betrayed us within three days. As a result, several adults held a joint discussion: analyzing their own ways of discipline, which caused such a serious incident. Then we gathered together to criticize: What betrayed the nation, betrayed the ancestors, and even the national scumbags came. The seriousness of the crime and the intense reaction are much more serious than we imagined. Moreover, messages are delivered to their own families at the fastest speed (letters). From then on, people who come back to their hometown to visit relatives or come to their hometown can always be reprimanded; This child, how to deal with it after eating dog meat. Shame. As if street rat. Two or ten years later, I accidentally heard that my father, who had already been the factory director, called to decide where to go for the dinner. My father said, “it’s still the old place. Eat dog meat. Surprised, my father didn’t know when he was addicted to it, and learned that several other parents who strongly opposed and denounced US for eating dog meat had eaten dog meat in recent years, I also rated it delicious. They took actions to calm down the rebellion for us, and the impulse of our childhood became the foresight. My childhood was spent in such a carefree, simple, happy and relaxed environment without going to preschool for a day. I didn’t learn to write about people, mouth and hands until I was eight years old and went to primary school——–. Like (prose editor: prose online) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. 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