My hometown is a village of Dongting Lake. Here hills,
abercrombie and fitch, bamboo pines, green rice terraces, ponds and fish fat. Is a typical southern land of plenty.
home in May, spent cuckoo Chicago seeds bursting out of the crowing sound of white flowers,
franklin marshall, emitting waves of intoxicating fragrance, as if the day Looking back on the growth of the bloom folks hope. Home from the city, have lived half my life back to the To leave the house some years has been a lot of the old mud-brick and gray tile small Western-style houses have been replaced, the memory of the old house has become history. Only those birds crowing, only vaguely the old drift out of the hot house call,
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This home, twenty years of my life the old house, filled with the pride of my children and adolescents, dreams and happiness! Often led the students in bursts before friends come home. Entered the courtyard, you will hear the At that time the old house covers an area of more than an acre. Doors on both sides of the two tall maple, fall one to two columns as a huge torch, Hongyan according to the autumn; hospital in twenty peach trees, competing with the romantic and passionate crimson soaked in March; along the walls four weeks a look, is more than ten trees, persimmon trees, to the late autumn, attractive red lanterns hanging garden trees; the northeast corner has a small courtyard garden, and siblings of my shadow-intensive areas. Where we set out to choose what kind of flowers arising from a quarrel; promising to vote with the ray flowers and the appreciation of the situation; the father and mother survive the criticism of 'suck melancholy after the broken-hearted when the Song of Triumph; have led to the end of term a stack of prizes in each show off here ... ... jump for joy when praised portrait of father and mother care for several of our sisters who grow up here, like the hard business of the house in the vegetable bed, green watery ...... Today, we learn from this warm one yard fly,
ralph lauren, each found a warm nest, and now watch it a deserted brick house Market in the isolated single tile, to miss the remainder, only regret and melancholy!
price busy day I remember as if the pace of neglect of the season. Despite the lack of routine type of greeting is not, nor how much I can add that part of their family and hometown crowd years of weight. Ah, I keep my students' residence Yeah, do you really because I figure the weak and lonely, and I am away from it?
old house is the home life of the umbilical cord connecting us, of course, is the fate of people returning to their roots; regardless of how long wandering wandering far, home is always difficult to light in my life, but it is difficult to let go of love ... ... that year, advance did not have time to play with the old house hello, rainy morning in a day, I carrying a box of books and paper, can not wait to landed immigrants to the tractor Lei Stone House, embarked on a hot grill with the departure from the old Hsia way house, busy as onions, has a collection of the old house did not sunset.
Since then,
abercrombie, my feet is a long and winding road a forward extension of the, however wayside is often an umbrella-like two trees, thick lush Yu, and often I was so comfortable hum of a finished life another got the right stuff.
memories of regret and gradually go away. Old one, and the warmth of the courtyard, as if my childhood had time to look at the picture pages, dust scattered, mottled heart health was so ashamed I am,
casque beats! - I will not have strings of grapes Dicui; sparse of persimmon trees, twigs pack full of desolation; rain moss floor, past the lush abducted; that spider in the room of the corner of busy? Hanging on the wall of her sister's proud of where to? Man on crutches grandmother yo homes to find a chicken,
louboutin pas cher, that kind where the cries actively look for it? ...... My heart silent, silent old house!
childhood scenes such as a video screen on the fly as demonstrating -
sitting on the old loom grandmother, riding the rhythm of ringing the foot loom; humble kitchens in the next table, came I look forward to the urgent call for food; summer night shaking as I love insect repellent, dim lamp is reflected in the go-between for your figure ... However, I turned, and saw only rush rickets tired body drive the door mother and carrying a pole, wearing skinny clothes patch the father ... ...
grandmother passed away, away,
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When I turned to the car,
moncler pas cher, I remember the old house yo home, ye changed so quickly like? - When the broken mud-brick tile layered crepe, twenty years time, but youth, overflowing with life. Now in your head and the body near the side of the road, but it is an industrial-style town, Linyuan type of agricultural settlements in the morning flowers, brightly shining night, school of life. I argue not East and West, tell your festival season, show flat terraces of green, peach and plum hill of incense everywhere. Occasionally,
doudoune moncler pas cher, full of hard to see the hometown atmosphere of reform, the benefits of agricultural policy in the party under the sun, is to write a new rural movement. To find the home of poetic gold, I let the thoughts beneath the bitter sky, mountain run, enjoy the home feel the atmosphere of the times, folks enjoy the happiness and joy brewing.相关的主题文章:
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