I spend time with him. Write quickly! ! ! Wait! ! ! !

Dong Hanping is a left-behind child. He was transferred from Zhejiang, and I was transferred from this school. Fate brought us to this school in the same year, and we all studied in Class 3 (1).

At that time, I missed the first day of registration and officially went to school the next day. I only went to school to register, and when I asked my teacher to check my summer homework, I failed. But I often forget to bring my pen. Just when I was extremely anxious, suddenly, Dong Hanping extended a helping hand. "What's your name?" "Dong Hanping!" "Thank you!" I picked up the pen and a warm current flowed all over my body.

When I first arrived here, everyone's faces were strange, but I don't know why I have an unusual feeling for Dong Hanping. A few weeks later, Mr. Wan somehow severely criticized the class cadres of that class and replaced the monitor and the cleaning Committee. Unexpectedly, Dong Hanping became the monitor and I became the cleaning committee member.

Dong Hanping is not familiar with the monitor's work. Fortunately, I used to be a monitor, so I helped him, and he also asked me modestly.

One day in the fourth grade, I had a heart-to-heart talk with him. When talking about his parents, I found a tear rolling down the corner of his eye. In order not to upset him, I didn't ask more questions. Then one day, teacher? Statistics in the classroom: "Those who raise their hands are left-behind children!" He also raised his hand, and then I realized that he was a left-behind child.

Going home every day, Dong Hanping can only reunite with his family during the Spring Festival. I think there must be crystal tears in their eyes when their family first got together!

Now, we are students in Grade Five. Just a week ago, Dong Hanping gave me a book, Lu Xun's Prose Collection, which moved me very much. I have nothing to return, only a gentle "thank you!" "I opened the first page of the book and saw a passage on it:

What I lack in my life is friendship. I am an introvert. When I arrived at this school, I felt extremely warm and my personality changed greatly. I have made many friends, and the friendship between you and me is undoubtedly the most precious.

After reading it, I feel a flame beating in my heart. He is a sensible child, and I especially envy his composition. He is also good at talking, often making me laugh, and his math scores are unparalleled. When I was with him, I asked him about math, because math is my weakness. And I will speak Chinese with him, so as to help each other and improve together.

Dong Hanping and I are good friends made in heaven. If we didn't have such a deep friendship with him, I'm afraid I wouldn't get good grades. Because I regard him as a competitor, he has always inspired me to move forward.

Hand in hand

Badong County Guandukou Town Yangtze River Primary School Banxieyi (1)

There is a special group among peers, and they are left-behind children. In order to earn money, their parents went to work far away and left them at their grandparents' home.

I have a good friend, her name is Yi Jingyan. She is a left-behind child and is taken care of by her grandparents. At first, she was very introverted, and she didn't like to talk or communicate with others. Once, the teacher arranged for me to sit at the same table with her. I told her about their families and learned that she was a left-behind child and was taken care of by her grandparents. Besides, her grandparents are still sick. The next day, as soon as I got to school, I took out a pen and two refills from my schoolbag and handed them to her, saying, "Here you are." She smiled and said, "Thank you." After class, she sat at her desk alone, moping. As soon as I saw her, I pulled her out to play with me. Gradually, she became cheerful, loved to communicate with people, and her grades improved.

She likes dancing. When I got home, I watched TV and learned to dance on the computer. During lunch break, I tell her homework first, and then teach her to dance. She is meticulous in learning to dance. Not long ago, we were all learning the sunshine seven-color dance. She didn't know a part, so I offered to help her, and now she knows.

Students, extend our warm little hands, let us hold hands and care for the special group of left-behind children, so that they can feel warm and grow up healthily with us!

Care for children left behind

My deskmate is a left-behind child. Her name is Chen Gege, and we get along well together.

I remember one day, not long after I transferred to this class, we were not very familiar with each other. She forgot to bring her pen, but she was embarrassed to borrow it from me. I saw her embarrassed and immediately asked her, "Don't you have a pen?" Why don't you borrow it from me, lest I be stingy? "I said as she picked up a pen and handed it to her. She was so grateful that she quickly said thank you. Actually, I think it's nothing. Students should help each other.

Another time, I asked her, "Where do your parents work?" "In Zhejiang." She replied, and I asked her, "Do you miss your parents?" She said, "Of course!" Say that finish, tears could not help but flow down. I can understand her feelings at this time. She must miss her parents very much. Looking at her sad appearance, I also have a sour feeling in my heart.

For every left-behind child, I guess they must have many difficulties and long for warm affection. I can feel their loneliness, so I call on the whole society to care for the left-behind children and give them more love and care.

Expect left-behind children to be no longer lonely.

There are a group of children who look forward to their parents' return at home every day, just looking at their parents' loving smiles in the photo alone; There are a group of children who cry under the covers without their parents' hugs when they are sick. There are a group of children who go home with red certificates, but they can't hear the simple "you are great". This group of children, staying at home alone, feel the loneliness that does not match their age. This is the sadness hidden in the hearts of left-behind children.

I remember that in the third grade, a classmate named Shan Yanfeng transferred to our class. His parents both work in other places, and he lives with his grandparents.

Once, he and I had a good time on the playground. He said, "I miss my parents very much. They only come back once a year and only stay for a few days at a time. " He cried silently as he spoke, and I comforted him and said, "Your parents went out to work for your own good. Don't be sad! " At this time, he also choked back tears and said, "Mom and Dad are providing for my school. I must study hard and not let my parents worry. "

Let us join hands with the left-behind children, heart to heart, so that the left-behind children are no longer lonely, so that our world is full of friendship and the flowers of friendship bloom more brilliantly!

help

In a happy family, parents leave their children to earn money to support their families, which makes them miss their parents all the time, makes them long for the warmth of the family, and becomes introverted and silent from then on. Therefore, we should give them more fun and let them spend every day with a smile.

I remember a sunny afternoon, I had a heart-to-heart talk with Miao Shan, a left-behind child, on the playground. Miao Shan whispered to me, "My parents are not at home, only my grandparents take care of me at home, but my grandparents are blind. They often educate me to study hard and not to worry my family. " So he became introverted. I comforted him and said, "Don't just think from one aspect, you can think from another angle. Your parents go out to earn money to change the current predicament, create better study conditions for you, and think about your future! " He listened to my thoughts, just like a different person, no longer so introverted.

On another occasion, Shan Yanfeng and I played table tennis at school. He is depressed, as if he has no spirit. After a while, I asked him what was wrong, but he didn't answer me. I told him that I might help him if something bothered me. He cried and said, "My parents are not at home, and I can't even see them. I have to wait until the Spring Festival. " I asked him, "What is your parents' greatest wish?" "I hope I study hard." He said quietly, then you can't repay them like this. You should understand their difficulties. "He nodded, and became happy and active in life and study.

To comfort others is to help others. As long as we work together in Qi Xin and live in harmony, we will certainly create a better life.

Pogley is watching over you! ! ! ! ?

Dozens of miles away from a village called Zehei is another village I have never been to and I don't know its name. All I know is. Small? After dinner, it was already dark, and the twilight was four. ? We came to a tall and big wooden house. When you push the door, there is a creaking sound, which is the annual ring of the years. The lights are dim, but there is a room full of old people talking happily, laughing for a while, being silent for a while, and pushing the door out noisily for a while. They are talking about something I don't understand. I just want to go home. It's not fun here I don't know anyone here. ? It was getting dark, and Mingyue Lian climbed out from behind the clouds, but the room was getting brighter and brighter. You see, grandma is very happy with them and has no intention of taking me home at all. I ran to grandma's lap and sat back and forth, shaking. When grandma left, I told her I was going home. You see, it's dark, and grandma seems not to hear it. Grandma said, if you don't leave, stay here and go back tomorrow. If your eyes are dry, you can sleep on me.

I tried to keep myself in the most comfortable posture, leaning on grandma's shoulder, holding her neck and closing my eyes, but I couldn't sleep. I just listened to them quietly, but I still couldn't sleep. I'm going home.

I tried to tell grandma again that I couldn't sleep. Let's go home. I don't want to be here, but my grandmother ignores me at all. No matter how I move in her arms, she still ignores me. She only knows how to talk to others. Not to be outdone, I shouted there and finally cried my eyes out and asked my grandmother to take me home. All the people present felt unbelievable about my behavior. Looking back now, I think part of the reason why I cried was that I could see and feel something from those old people, and that feeling scared me.

Finally, I compromised. Because grandma said she wouldn't want me if she cried again, and I'll never see her again when crazy Yang came to pick me up. I'm really scared. If she doesn't want me, she will lie quietly in her arms without crying or making trouble. Perhaps because I cried too much, I fell asleep unconsciously.

& gt& gt& gt& gt Part II.

"Grandma, grandma, where are you?" As soon as I woke up from my nap, I got out of bed and looked for my grandmother for fear that she would suddenly disappear. ? "I'm feeding pig food." Grandma's voice came from the pigsty not far from me.

I just went to see grandma feed the pigs. While feeding the pig, she kept saying that when the pig grows up, she will kill the pig for the New Year and give me two kidneys. My heart is full of joy. ? Somehow it suddenly thundered and the pig cried. Just like the screams of those killed pigs when they go under the knife. I'm afraid the pig will come out and bite me, so I'm going to run into the house. Who knows that I just ran out of the pigsty door and only saw a light in front of me, so my grandmother ran over and pulled me over. I hugged my grandmother tightly and began to cry.

Later, primary school learned nature, only to know that this is a phenomenon of light. That light was lightning, and I was almost hit by lightning.

"It's okay, don't cry. Let me go quickly, and the pig will run away soon. ..................................................................................................................................................................

On winter nights, I hug my grandmother's feet tightly when I sleep.

Grandma asked me if I was cold. I said, yeah. She pulled the lamp wire of the bedside that I had broken many times, and it was repaired by my grandfather. The room is bright. Grandma got up and took the quilt out of the box and put it on the bed.

After turning off the lights, I stepped on my grandmother again. My grandmother subconsciously touched my foot and put it in the middle of her thigh and said, "Is it hot now?"

I nodded only to find that the room was dark and she couldn't see me nodding. Say "yes" again.

Until now, I dare not sleep alone every winter. After finishing my homework every night, I feel cold all over and my feet are as cold as death. Despite my sister's scolding, I held my sister tightly and put my feet on her. It's really hot to exclaim in my heart.

& gt& gt& gt& gt Part IV.

Grandma beat me up for stealing the eggs just laid by the old hen and giving the store a bag of instant noodles to share with friends. At that time, I was proud to have a bag of instant noodles, and I even showed it off with interest. They all want to eat, and they dare not steal their eggs even if they are scolded by adults. I have long aimed at the opportunity to steal the eggs while guarding the hens to lay eggs.

I swaggered back after eating. On the way, I met my grandmother coming towards me with a thick stick. As soon as I saw that the situation was not good, I ran to the wheat field and jumped on the ridge in running all the way. When I turned to see my grandmother, I saw a big piece of wheat lying down. I want to go back by the path, but in the end, my grandmother caught me. I will hit my ass with the thick stick in her hand a few times. After that, I burst into tears and said I didn't dare. I won't dare next time. Grandma, please don't hit me. I will never steal eggs again ... I only remember that I said a lot, and then my grandmother really stopped playing.

And ignore me. After my little brother came back from the field, grandma went to cook without saying a word.

While eating, I stared at my grandmother and took a bite of rice. I wanted to wait for her to bring me food, but she didn't bring me food as usual. I suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter.

After dinner, before my grandmother told me to sleep, I consciously washed my feet and climbed into bed. I dare not move when I sleep, and my ass hurts like hell.

I don't know when I went to sleep, and my throat ached to death, so I got up to drink water. Grandma is still sitting by the fire sewing clothes, and grandpa doesn't know what to do with it. My brother hasn't come back yet.

"Get up for what?" Grandpa looked up and asked me after hearing the noise.

I said I had a sore throat and drank water, but I couldn't hear a word when I opened my mouth. I ran to the bucket and scooped some water to drink, then grabbed my neck and shouted a few words, but I still couldn't hear a response.

I was stunned. I was at a loss and ran to my grandmother, trying to open my mouth, but she ignored me at all. I kept screaming and stamping my feet in the house, but I never heard a sound again. Grandma also panicked and quickly went behind my back to find the old doctor in the village. The doctor smiled and said that it was nothing, but small tongue was very popular. Just prescribe some anti-inflammatory drugs. Then he touched my head and asked me if I cried today. I tried to open my mouth and say yes, but there was no sound. Just nodded.

"You have to listen to grandma, don't cry at any time, make grandma angry, it's not easy for her to raise you ..."

I nodded in confusion.

After coming back, grandma poured me a cup of boiled water and took the medicine. I woke up the next day and could speak loudly again. But I never dare to steal eggs to make instant noodles again.

It's sunny at noon. Grandma, grandpa and I went to the river to hoe the ground. I went all over Shan Ye by myself, and went to the woods to pick wild fruits. I brushed a handful and threw it into my mouth. I chewed it sour and quickly spit it out. But the appearance is very red, and the juice like blood stays along my hand after squeezing. I secretly put some on my head and ran to tell grandma, grandma, look, my head is bleeding.

Grandma said she was not afraid. I know my trick doesn't work. Go and play alone.

"Xiaoyao, don't run too far. We'll go home after this. " Grandma looked at me and ran back and said.

The weather is really changeable. Soon it began to thunder, and then it began to rain heavily.

That rain is the biggest rain in my childhood memory.

Grandma cut a big banana leaf from the roadside field as an umbrella for me, but it rained too hard and was soon smashed. I meant to throw it away. Grandma said not to throw it away, but to take it back to feed the pigs.

I think of the song that I sing with my friends whenever it rains-don't rain heavily, the rain will stop soon; Stop the heavy rain and don't drizzle.

With that rotten banana leaf, I began to sing.

When I came back, it rained even harder. Grandma said it's a good thing she didn't stay in the field, otherwise she would have been wet by the rain.

My grandmother changed my dry clothes and burned me badly. I told my grandfather that my grandmother had a fever. Grandma said she had a bad headache. Grandpa asked grandma if she wanted to see an old doctor, but grandma said no, and asked grandpa to find some headache powder from the drawer, eat it, rest for a while, and then cook.

I went to school.

Being led by my grandmother for a long time, a pair of strange men and women came and were told that they were my parents.

Sitting in the classroom watching grandma's back disappear, my heart ached. I have an impulse to follow my grandmother, but I still didn't do that.

But grandma seems to treat me better than before.

She often takes the trouble to come to see me and bring me delicious food and some potatoes, melons, beans and the like at home. ? She also cares about my parents' attitude towards me. She asked me if I remembered stealing eggs and eating instant noodles, and I said yes. Grandma said she was afraid that I would learn badly in the future, steal needles when I was a child and steal some words I didn't understand when I grew up, but the only thing I can be sure of is that she must have hit me for my own good, which is enough.

I still hold my grandmother to sleep as before, bury my head in her arms and put my feet between her legs to keep her warm.

I said I'll go back with you tomorrow, and I don't have to go to school tomorrow. Grandma doesn't agree. Said he would send me back again and do farm work, so he didn't have time to take care of me. I said don't worry. Anyway, let me go back with you. I can help you with your farm work now. I can help you carry a bunch of potatoes and beans.

Anyway, I'm going back with her. I don't want to stay here. I don't know anyone here. They just bullied me. I didn't say these words to grandma, because I told her that the people here are very good and good to me.

Grandma still strongly disagreed. After a while, she said in a consulting tone that she would go back on vacation, and then she came to pick me up. I said I didn't believe it.

I turned around and an idea flashed through my mind.

Grandma really left the next day. She tried to keep it from me. I pretended not to wake up, and I got up when she got up. I put my clothes in my bag and sneaked out.

Grandma walked in front, and I walked slowly behind, closely following her. Then I lost him. But I'm not afraid. I stayed at a relative's house halfway without saying anything, except that I came back to see my grandmother. The next morning, I said hello to them and left. After a walk on the mountain, I saw smoke billowing from the roof of my grandmother's house. There is an inexplicable joy in my heart.

Grandma saw me coming, but she wanted to scold me, but she couldn't bear to say why you came. I told you in detail how I followed her, lost her, and spent the night at my relatives' house. Grandma, they said I was really not stupid and asked me if I was afraid of being alone. Of course, I am proud to say that I am not afraid.

When I was in fifth grade, my grandmother got sick.

Was diagnosed with advanced lung cancer.

When my grandmother died, my parents forbade me to go and let me stay in school for classes.

I didn't cry when I heard the news.

I began to think hard about that long and short summer.

After taking out the report card from school, my father drove us back to our hometown directly at the school gate.

That summer in June, we met grandma there because a relative was holding a wedding ceremony. At that time, I got a disease commonly known as "big ear", and I was wrapped in a scarf on a hot day to prevent my classmates from laughing at me. It was not as serious as I thought. Everyone went home depressed after getting the report card. Only a few good classmates asked me, "What are you doing around a scarf on a hot day?" . I have to keep silent. Fortunately, my grades are not bad.

By the time I met my grandmother, I had taken off my scarf and the black sticky thing around my neck. Grandma's neck looks bloated, and there is a plaster between her necks. I smiled foolishly.

Grandma took me to meet my future aunt. The girl I never met that summer became my menstruation after the first meeting. The impression of her can only be described in one word, peaceful.

I was really tired earlier that night, so I went to rest. At night, I can still feel someone tucking me in. I feel cold, but I dare not pull the quilt. I don't know who knows who is next to me. I woke up early the next day and found my grandmother lying next to me. I had to clap my forehead and giggle. On the way, I told my grandmother that I was afraid to pull the quilt at night. My grandmother said that I would still push the quilt at night. She woke up several times at night and tucked me in. I said I thought I was sleeping at menstruation's house in the future, so I didn't dare to pull it. Grandma made fun of me and said, who do you think wants to sleep with you? She always pushes the quilt at night.

Grandma has become weaker since she came back. Hanging salt water on the sofa every day, I will still do some work after hanging it. I have never recovered from my cold, so I stay at home every day, and my grandmother forbids me to go out and play with them.

One day, all my friends who used to play together came down to play with me. Grandma disagreed and said she would play in the yard. A boy one or two years older than me, my name is Uncle. I don't know where I caught a snake and brought it back, saying it was cooked and eaten. Grandma began to wash the casserole and cook snake meat.

My grandmother gave me eggs boiled with snake meat because I was afraid to eat snake meat. Seeing that they seemed delicious, I asked my grandmother, "Is it delicious?" . Grandma took a piece and said you can eat it yourself. I'm still a little afraid of snakes, although it's dead. Then I couldn't resist the temptation, so I took a bite and tasted it. It's not delicious at all, and it's hard

The boy I called uncle walked down every day, bullying me less flexible than before, and I couldn't "do bad things" with them, let alone slide from the second floor to the first floor along the pillar with him. It happens every time, but I still enjoy it.

That day, the boy came along and said, your mother, your father and your sister are all here. It turns out that mom and dad will pick me up after work. Ask me if I want to go back, I don't know what to do. It happened that my grandfather accompanied my grandmother to the town to see a doctor. Anyway, my grandmother was ill, and I stayed here just to increase the burden, so I went back with my parents.

After returning to Fuyuan, I began to have a fever, and my father drove directly to the county people's hospital. After lying in the hospital for four or five hours, I fell asleep during infusion, but my body bounced subconsciously.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the less white ceiling of the hospital. When I turned my head, I saw my mother lying in bed. I asked her if she just jumped up, and my mother said it was normal. I felt a little relieved after listening to it, but I still felt something was wrong but I couldn't say it. I can't sleep with my eyes closed.

Mom and dad, they took grandma to Kunming for examination and hospitalization.

Everyone who went there came back, and my mother and sister stayed in Kunming to take care of my grandmother and accept the inspection. I came back a few days later.

Mom said it was useless. It's getting late.

One morning after my little brother got married to that girl, my mother said that my grandmother left around three o'clock in the evening.

I don't know why, but I'm not sad at all.

I looked up at my mother. Her eyes were red and she was crying.

I still go to school as usual and don't feel like crying. I even fantasized about my grandmother's kindness, and then, as seen in the composition book, a girl alienated her classmates because of the death of her loved ones and hid in the corner and secretly cried. I tried my best to do that, but I didn't feel sad at all. Instead, I thought my behavior was ridiculous, so I talked and laughed with my classmates as usual until school was over.

& gt& gt& gt& gt Part VIII.

& shy; My memory began to rewind, and those long years came at me like beautiful silhouettes, bit by bit clearly and truly. I was helpless, so that the laughter and despair in my memory flashed through my mind one by one. ......

I remember that summer when my grandmother cooked snake meat, she gave me eggs and ate snake bones without meat.

I remember that summer when I said grandma would come when I counted to ten, so I counted, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine and ten. After counting, I saw my grandmother standing in front of the door smiling and calling my name. My excitement and joy are imperceptible. ?

I remember how angry and funny my grandmother was when she saw me in front of her in a mess that summer. She didn't scold me, but asked me why I didn't call her behind her back.

I remember those footprints in the wheat field that summer have been deeply imprinted in my heart.

I remember the little red rag skirt my grandmother made for me that summer, which made me fly in the same year.

I remember that summer, my grandmother came over and said, don't forget my grandmother when I get a good grade in the exam. ......

I remember that summer my grandmother asked me if I would dislike her when I grew up, and I said no.

"Xiaoyao, do you miss grandma?"

"Yes, I'd love to."

"Do I really have to think with my mouth or my heart?"

"Of course, I think hard."

"Do you miss other grandmothers?"

"Don't want to. Just want you. "

"Why?"

"Because they are my fake grandmothers, only you are real."

"Then how are you going to repay grandma when you grow up?"

"I want to buy you a lot of clothes, let you live in a big house, not for those fake grandmothers, and then accompany you to ............ every day."

Four years. When it comes to the happy time spent with my grandmother, I can still look up and laugh without a trace of gloom. In my dream, I can often go to the market with my grandmother, feed pigs and pull weeds.

Once I dreamed that I was in the yard with my grandmother, who was washing clothes. There are many clothes hanging in the yard. Pure white looks beautiful when it is blown by the wind, like many angels dancing. While basking in the sun, I sang to those small stools, "small stools, rows and rows." Line up, your sister will take you to your mother; Small benches, rows and rows ............ "Grandma looked up at me and bent down to rub clothes. Only my silvery laughter stays in the air and floats. ...................................................................................................................................................................

At that time, I couldn't find any reason to be sad, because in my heart I didn't feel that I had lost my grandmother. Whenever I dream of my grandmother, I know that my grandmother in heaven has sensed my thoughts and quietly visited me. So I shouldn't be sad, let alone cry, and let grandma worry about me. My grandmother doesn't like being so headstrong.

After watching Grandpa Lele, I finally remembered everything that summer, and shed tears that I had not shed in the summer of 14 years. I can only see my shadow with my grandmother.

My little rag skirt flies on the head of that distant memory, and the cycle of time can't take away the memory of me and my grandmother together?

Ps:

Let time cycle and the years change.

I have never forgotten my grandmother's voice and smile.

Those memories are bright and can float.

Even if one day I can't remember, it doesn't mean I have forgotten.

It's just temporarily out of control in my memory.

I believe that when I look back, all the happiness and laughter will come back.

Dancing in the sunset.

And some memories, some people will never understand.