Days related to mowing

I often remember that in the summer afternoon, my companions met to mow the grass. Catch the bug and fight against the air, for fear that I can't explain it clearly. Stop, stop, come on.

-"like a dream? mow

I always think that the happiest thing in the world is mowing the grass and releasing the horse. Summer is hot and stuffy, and the heat is unbearable. "If the scale of ten thousand watts is a fire dragon, Japanese cars will not sweat. Feathers have no reason to be outside, I am sitting in a steaming pot. " Looking at those wonderful poems and calligraphy articles, I feel ashamed, and I always think of those days related to mowing grass in my mind.

Cutting grass is a beautiful thing and an unparalleled enjoyment!

Carrying a bucket, carrying a sickle, bathing in the breeze, humming a ditty. Walking at a brisk pace on hillsides, grasslands and fields. Waving the sickle in his hand at will, he cut down the wild cotton, seaweed and agate branches that are not pleasing to the eye. Come to the place where the green grass is abundant, throw down the bucket, squat down, stop the grass with your right hand and swing the sickle with your left hand. "Zizi-"The blade of the sickle glided across the land, followed by a delicate fragrance and handfuls of grass neatly. Tired, sit down, look at the white clouds in the sky, listen to the birds singing in the fields and smell the grass on your hands. When the sun goes down, I carry it home with a heavy burden, and my heart is full of joy, which is more fulfilling and happy than getting a hundred points in the exam!

Sometimes the stone hits, the sickle jumps up, the finger gets cold, and there will be an extra blood cut on the left finger. The weather is hot, the blood is boiling, and the deep red blood is "goo goo". There is no need to panic. It is common for teenagers to mow grass, which is clean and handy to handle. Clean your mouth, take a deep breath of yang in the June sun, and try to blow it away from the wound. After going back and forth three times, the blood flow decreased. Grab the mugwort leaf, rub it repeatedly, squeeze out the green juice and drop it on the wound. It's very hot. Grab a pinch of loess, crush it, grind it into fine powder and sprinkle it on the wound. Tear off the black eraser from the matchbox and stick it on it. Cut a piece of cloth from a rotten shirt and wrap it on it, and you're done. All right. We often work together, blowing in the sun, rubbing water, tearing skin, rubbing soil, cutting cloth, being caring and attentive ... There is no need for division of labor, and everyone does their own work in an orderly way. Finally, everyone has a hand to help fill the bucket. The boy with rotten hands has a dull pain in his wound, but his heart is warm Tears flow down, I don't know because of Dong, or because of something else. ...

Behind the mountain, a Malian is cutting wheat, and the golden ears of wheat smell sweet. Watching my companion pass by the cliff, I was in a hurry and slipped off the cliff. Unexpectedly stirred a nest of Huang Feng, left face was stung, twisted with pain, tearful. When I walked across the field, an old woman was sitting on a straw to rest. She smiled at me: "Young man, help me cut those wheat." Just being stung by a wasp, the companions have gone far. Reluctantly, I cut some wheat from the field and gave it to the old man. The old man took out a few handfuls of Huang Chengcheng Xinger from the cloth bag and forced them into my hand. He also pulled out a large bundle of wild reeds from behind and stuffed them into my back bucket. I'm a little flattered and at a loss, just like Sean took over Huang Shigong's art. Seeing my ragged and scrawled stubble, I was too ashamed to say thank you.

Every day after school, I often meet Xiangxiang to mow the grass. There is a pear behind my house, which is white and sweet. Pick two pears, one for each person. Fragrant sweet-pit apricots are big, fragrant and sweet. We also choose two, one for each person. Once we ate pears and chewed apricots, walked through the big ditch in the water shed and walked to the boundary of Yacun. In a flax field, flax is sparse, but grass is lush, and Setaria is shaking its head and smiling at us. The naive man is pulling flax with his family. He often works as a "spring official" in the first month. We all know him, but he is too shy to mow the grass rashly. The two of us squatted on the ground like monkeys, afraid to go forward. "Spring official" had already understood our thoughts, didn't speak, just smiled at us. After a long time, he said, "Do you want to cut it? Everyone pulls out three bundles of flax ... "In fact, we are already very nervous and can't wait. After listening to our words, we jumped into the ground and pulled and pulled. The sun went down that day, and the hay we cut became a mountain, with our hands pressed against our feet, and a big head turned on the bucket behind us, which was not yet installed. At dusk, we made a second trip. The next morning, we went to sweep again.

The day of mowing grass is beautiful! However, there is more beauty!

The most fascinating thing is the leek beam that everyone knows. Leek beam, like donkey's back, extends along the road, forming two humps, like two steamed buns stretching along the road. The top is flat and the grass is growing. Because people step on cattle and horses, the turf is flat. From April and a half, every sunny afternoon, at three or four o'clock, young people who have finished pulling out their sickles gather on the top of the leek beam. Mainly from our village, Shangjiapo, Yahe, and sometimes Kangping and Ma Lianxian come to join in the fun. As many as fifty or sixty people, all of them are big girls and boys, and some of them are teenagers. Everyone rode buckets, sang folk songs, danced yangko, told jokes, whistled, shouted Shaanxi opera, played flutes, fought with each other, spoke loudly, wrestled and guessed fists, played tricks ... black and pink appeared; Hands, eyes, body, steps, debut; Sing, say, blow, roar, and show your magic. Laughter and laughter came and went. In Seeds of Love, a big girl and a young man are moved by love. "My Fair Lady is a good gentleman." The young men and women in two of a kind have long had a crush on each other, and they express their feelings with songs. "Throw me a song, a flute, a bandit, and always think it's good! Give me grass, repay me with berries and repay me with bandits. Always good! ..... "Otherwise, why is the flute so lingering and the song so gentle? You see, the sun's face is tender. A simple girl conveys the simplest feelings in the world in a simple way.

Enough playing, it's getting cold. Everyone talked and laughed, and walked to the fields and grasslands in twos and threes, to the banks of mountains and ravines. Bees are scattered on flat roads, triangular areas, behind walls, red soil mouths and horse ditches ... humming songs and harvesting their happy lives with hardworking hands.

As the sun sets in the mountains, boys and girls return home with full loads and gather in leek beams in twos and threes. Some people caught a snake, some people caught a bird, some people picked up a spoon, some people made a wreath ... The song floated again, the flute blew again, the laughter rang again, and the laughter floated all over the mountain. After playing enough, everyone's back was full of a bucket of grass, and they walked on the path of Xingshuping one after another, like a victorious army. The sunset cast a long shadow on the hillside, and the breeze left laughter in Shan Ye. That shadow, that song, has already been printed in my heart and frozen in my memory. ...

Time flies, the grand occasion is no longer there, and that mountain ridge is still there. The teenagers who mowed the grass in those days are all parents now. The burden of life has bent the young backbone. Their children have reached the age when their parents mow the grass, but they hold their mobile phones all day, log on to QQ and play WeChat. In League of Legends and the glory of the king, we will experience fighting and slightly siege. Tired, I remembered to loosen the soil and weed the vegetable garden of QQ farm. They don't know how beautiful the days related to mowing grass are. ...