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Chapter 78

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    The car has arrived.

    After three years of intense study, Shan Chuan also became nervous and impetuous.  Today, three years later, everything is calm again.  The mountain is still the mountain I used to climb when I was young, and the river is still the river I used to swim and play when I was young.

    The wheat has been harvested at home.  Wheat is crushed with a roller or thresher to break out the grains.  Pieces of wheat grains are drying in the yard in front of our house.

    After saying hello to a few folks turning wheat on the street, I returned home.  As soon as I got home, I left my heavy schoolbag in the corner of the bookcase.  Turn over and lie on the bed.  My parents came over and asked me how I was doing on the exam.

    In the past three years, I have been living under the management of the study plan and the teacher, and the tension under pressure does not allow me to play recklessly.  After the college entrance examination, I suddenly realized that I didn't know how to play.

    Woke up from sleep, still muttering in my mind, "Wake up, class is about to start." Sitting up, I understood something blankly.

    Unintentionally go out to visit, unintentionally go to any occasion.  In the past three years, I have become used to leaving many things in life aside.  Parents urged, teachers supervised, and asked us to focus on our studies and leave other things alone.  I'm really used to it, so I don't want to get involved with anything else.

    The family's youngest nephew had a wedding, but he didn't go.  The old lady of Zhang's family in the same village died and had a funeral, so she didn't go.  I don't want to join in the fun.  Gradually, I found that only concentrating on studying turned out to be a very happy thing.

    Compared with the entertainment in life, learning is a simple and simple thing.  Many personnel entertainments are not very satisfactory.

    I only go out for a stroll and wander around the mountains in the evening when I carry a weaving basket and take advantage of the opportunity of threshing grass.

    Climbing to Lingfeng, the mountain village is illuminated by the sunset.  I can see the red roof of the house from a distance.  The mist in the mountain village rose again, and the home was buried by the misty sea of ??fog.

    How long has it been since I played with my friends when I was young?  After graduating from junior high school, they dispersed separately, drifting to the ends of the earth to make a living.  It is rare to get together only at the end of the year.  Meeting once a year, how many years have passed, but it has always remained the same.

    Sitting in front of the cliff, the wind was blowing, and many pine needles were blown off, falling on my head and body.

    I still remember that every time during the winter vacation or summer vacation after such a tense exam, the students were relieved and didn't know what to do, they could only run around freely.

    Fortunately, the world in the countryside is big enough.

    During the winter vacation, in the middle of winter, the crops have already been returned to the granary, and most of the fields are bare yellow land.  In an instant, these lands have become a game paradise for children to play and play.  Or fight in groups, or competitive games, or make castles with mud

    During the summer vacation, the fields are full of green crops.  The children went into the mountains, climbed the treetops, looked for mushrooms, and picked pine cones.  Or jump into the river, swim and play.  When the weather was so hot that you could sweat profusely while sitting, the partners climbed to the top of the mountain together, looking at the mountain villages, lakes, and mountains that had become extremely small at the foot, enjoying the cool breeze and chatting about the mountains.

    The world is so big, the hearts of children in the countryside are huge at the same time.

    Looking at everything that is familiar, my thoughts naturally drift far away.

    I still remember that Yang Yue took this pine needle as a treasure, and a pine needle was full of various wild flowers.  The flower clusters are compact, full of beauty and cuteness, she holds them up and swaggers all the way, singing.

    Yang Yue, is she okay?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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