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Sun through the banyan tree green leaves, thin broken pieces sprinkled over the floor. I am lazy in the bright light down there, Xinshou Fanshai years since the old days.

Going against the time, stepping on the memory of the antecedents, I went back to grandma's old house, into the dense warm pure time.

Great short wallets grey 37238 grandmother's yard long. Plants and flowers outside the yard were the intentions of God tends the prosperous. Henna plant sunflowers at the foot of the wall into one, blooming time of the colorful, decorated with a clean yard.

Oleander branch dendrite unbridled spread out, diffuse uncontrollable strong fragrance. Also rose with the swagger, Canna.

Thin cool autumn season, the leaves yellow and white chrysanthemums in bloom, the thin silk-like petals Fan Li enchanting. They will be able to lure too cool breeze swaying dance, graceful graceful.

Is the most grueling pomegranate tree in full bloom from the booming, to the Lord standing on a ladder outside the center plug of cotton wool for each pomegranate, has deeply moved me look forward to eat the pomegranate charade.

Foreign Secretary christian louboutin apricot yellow paint sandals clb058 at the time I can remember retirement home. When he was young, hard fight in Baoji under a family business, living a stable family life. Donated to the family business when the public-private partnership countries, carrying children and women back home in Luoyang, in exchange for a government job, living extraordinary fireworks day.

The long summer afternoon, sitting on the porch outside the Lord is always on a bamboo chair, waving palm-leaf fan, drinking tea, unshakeable look at "Red Flag" magazine. Carefree, happy. After years in Beijing, I saw, "Seeking Truth" magazine (the magazine later renamed for the sake of the red flag is), the whole body of the cell immediately to mobilize a foreign land refresher of the conversational sense of the event.

Foreign Secretary to do cooking. Summer in the evening, he sprayed the first courtyard, support from the small round table, put on the table rich heat. We have the sunset, enjoy a leisurely outdoor dinner, a day of laughter along with the drink.

Twilight, outside the Lord put that walking in the yard, transistor radios, the programs can not miss is the news network and weather. He thin hale and hearty, often a white pair of black trousers, Xia Shu in the cloud against the background of volume, there is a detached and elegant.

Determined, calm, peaceful foreign god. Their sadness and joy, their throughput.

Because the quack, when I can remember my grandmother in the legs can not act freely. She always sat in the chair mounted on wheels, the quiet cousin looked at me and broke into boisterous play in the yard, watching the busy outside the Lord.

Experienced numerous things for the elderly, a dignified and boast its own weight, a hundred thousand fold back temperament. However, her air of gentle side constantly attacks the way I grow.

Grandmother told me patiently, "Filial Piety" story, the story every time I have been impressed severely. Finished the story, she was like herself, but also like to me: crazy old man Mock, a good red flower can have a few days.

Summer, the stars of the night, I think my grandmother would teach the stars. Clear sky faint stars and galaxies are clearly visible. Looking up at the North Star, Big Dipper, Cowboy Vega, his right ear was her grandmother's fairy tales, time in such a seamless flowing quietly.

A few years ugg bailey button triplet boots chocolate 1873 ago, way back from the Hukou Waterfall, late at night, the car broke down. Standing in the mountains, the air chilly, dark around the quiet. Looking at the stars, the Galaxy Stretching, bright shining stars exquisite studded sky. I like dreams from childhood to regain the interest of stargazing and look forward to returning to the Big Dipper.

Cramped and noisy city, the sky was cut to pieces, faceless. Clarity of distant stars childhood romance can only saw in a dream.

Moonlight vintage, there has been another kind of cool silence. I nestled in grandmother's lap, listening to her ramble about the Baoji warm color pieces. Her tone is always pleasant, and automatically filter out the world of turmoil and hardships. Time seemed to walk through the mountains and rivers in Baoji, the grandmother who remain are happy in the days of Shen Nong.

I have returned to work after the old house. Autumn's setting sun lining the courtyard there is a very sad feeling of litter. Foreign Secretary has been a slight wound dementia. Grandma courtyards, a dead leaf fell on her shoulders, the traces of time filled with deep wrinkles in her. She saw my hand wearing the jewelry, peace, said: "Even in Baoji, I do wear a gold lutetium two sub bigger than you." At this time her eyes in the mottled light and shadow in the warp has blurred.