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This is a place full of emotions and memories. Sometimes it is warm and familiar. I will go home and go home for a long time with tears. The more I feel on the road. You will feel how the tree on the side of the road is so high. I will feel when the hill has a white flock. I will feel how to fix the road here. I will feel how this road has changed so much. [The cliff I went home. The road passes through two cliffs. Under the cliff is the clear and silent Lijiang River. There is a fence of about one meter for protection Cheap Newport Shorts Free Shipping. There is no place for the wall because there are a few large stones blocking the people in the village. I like to sit on the rocks and blow, I am also. I have been sitting on the edge of the cliff for countless times. I always feel that it is the coolest and most beautiful place. When I was in high school, I also wrote a lot of poems on the cliff that was higher in the art. I wrote it in my notebook and went to school every day. I will recite it all the time, although I will be disgusted by the cousin around me, but my heart is still very proud. [The jujube tree on the side of the road, when I was young, I didn��t have anything to eat at home, and I didn��t have the money to buy fruit. I followed my brother to go to many places to pick up the wild. Fruit, one of my favorite wild fruits is the jujube jujube tastes very special, sour, slightly sweet in the acid, peeling off the yellow peel, putting the white flesh in the mouth, the instant acid It seems that the tip of the tongue can be melted. But after a little longer, there will be a sweet smell coming up Marlboro Hard Cigerate, giving you a sour and numb mouth. When you eat jujube, the favorite thing to do is to look at the little friends who are throwing the jujube into your mouth. After being sour and sour, I closed my eyes and looked distorted. Haha laughed. The flesh of the jujube is very tight with the nucleus inside. A jujube can be contained in the mouth for more than half an hour, so I won the jujube when I was a child. A snack for the day. Jujube is ripe in autumn, the jujube tree is very high, the trunk is very slippery, there is no horizontal branch, so every time you want to eat jujube, you can only pick up some dates that fall to the ground but not broken. Or, learn to throw the little stones on the trees and try to throw the jujube down. But in the late autumn, as long as you kick the trunk, there will be a lot of dates falling down, and you will look at the top of the tree together. On the little partner, I mourned and laughed. The tomb said that the road to go home had to say a graveyard. This cemetery is the only way to go home, it is on the side of the road, it is obvious because it is rural, so the cemetery is not as stressful as in the city. The tombs here are made of stones and mud. There are some tombstones in the richer homes. The inscriptions are engraved on the tablets Newport Short Cigareetes. There is only one earth and stone pile in the poor. This is not a weedy wild, because this cemetery happens to be the place where the cattle and the woodcuts like to come. When I was a child, I was particularly afraid of passing through here, but every winter, I still had to run here to ignite the fire grass, collect firewood, and help my grandparents to see the cows. In those two years, I chatted with the grandfather and grandmother who came to the cemetery near the cemetery. It seems that my roast sweet potato taro is my deepest memory. After two years, I went to school, and the grandfathers and grandmothers who told me stories that helped me through the cows gradually passed away. This cemetery became a place that would scare me Discount Newport 100S Cigarettes. Until later, even my grandfather who loved me was lying in this land, I was no longer afraid. Because I know that Grandpa will protect me and guard me Carton Of Marlboro Reds Free Shipping, so whenever I pass the graveyard, I will whisper softly, I am back. The way home is always full of earthy smell, grassy smell, a lot of troubles, sorrow, it seems to be able to dissipate after a simple and pure natural smell, it is a place that will be wet if you think of it. At the end of the road, the family used to go home, and when the wooden door was opened, the grandfather��s bright smile would appear in front of him. There was a surprise in the words, dragging a long folk voice and shouting: You came back later, once every holiday. When I got home, I remembered that I didn��t bring my key home, but when I tried to open the door, I always had a surprise. This grandmother, who is not locked, always opens the door on the day we say we want to go home, or I will not lock the door at all, and I will cover the door and go to the field to work in the old man��s heart. I can��t put down the field, and I can��t put up my granddaughter. Every time I want to go home, my granddaughters can��t go home. The door, the old man who is holding his back to the granddaughter, this is the road that touches the bottom of my heart, the road to the hometown, the road that continually lingers among the green trees, and walks through my childhood. Going through my youth, I will walk through my white hair in the future. I can forget a lot of roads I have ever had. This road alone is not forgotten anyway. Because I am very grateful to it, I have been with me for so long, sharing so much with me. Mood, I am very grateful to it, take me home.