Father's letter, mother's prose poem

I used to wonder how my parents lived an antique and poetic life in plain days.

When I was sorting out my mother's old things, I found an iron box with a phoenix wearing peony printed on it, so I asked her what was in it. She said indifferently that it was all old sesame seeds and rotten millet. I can't help wondering. I opened the box and found a stack of letters tied tightly with red silk thread, which was slightly yellow in color. With my mother's consent, I lit candles on a moonlit night and read them one by one with awe and admiration.

I opened the envelope carefully for fear of accidentally breaking my mother's heart.

Meng Hsia

? Comrade Yue Mei:

? Long fan heat, willow shade; Listen to pomfret with wine, but cut melon is spicy.

? I have been away for a whole semester. Fortunately, everything is comfortable, which is enough to tell Yahuai. Let me tell you something. Did you return the borrowed furniture at the wedding? I shouldn't have lied to you, but the situation at home is hard to show. Originally, I was going to kill those two fat pigs and buy a good price next year, but for the sake of dignity, I didn't care so much. Now I can only work early to make amends and barely make a living. The watermelon at home should be ripe! Pick some big ones with clear lines for parents. My parents are reasonable people. They won't mind. I have been having the same dream these nights, dreaming that I bought a car and dragged you and your parents around the village. Everyone in the village looked around us with envious eyes, not to mention how imposing. I am embarrassed to tell others about my dream, for fear that others will laugh at me. Now that the days are long, I want to work more and earn more money. I wish I could go home early. Don't work too hard at home, pay attention to your health and say hello to your parents.

My mother is a famous pilot in our county. She took the college entrance examination. Her father called her that, full of respect and appreciation for her mother. At the bottom of this letter, there is a piece of paper that seems to be left by my mother cutting shoes, and a few lines are neatly written on it.

The borrowed scarlet painted table has already been returned, for fear of inadvertently leaving traces. To tell the truth, the beautiful surroundings look a bit abrupt. I can't bear to give away the best watermelon. I went back to my mother's house, caught some piglets and moved to a new home. They are sad and I am glad. Everyone in the village laughed at me, others moved my husband's things to my parents' house, but I was just the opposite. Your mother is a tolerant, strong and kind person. She is never short of work and her huge home is in good order. My parents are very kind to me, so you don't have to worry. It's good to be at home for a thousand days, but difficult to be outside for a day. Take good care of it.

Melancholy Qiu Si

Comrade Yue Mei:

When it comes to gold orders, the law should clarify the business; Water and sky are the same, and the wind and moon are clear.

This autumn, I will never go home again. The factory was forced to work overtime. Let me tell you a strange thing. I ate moon cakes that only people in the city can eat. When I was a child, my family was poor and I couldn't afford moon cakes. Every Mid-Autumn Festival, my mother took out her own crystal cakes, pointed to the moon in the sky and said with a mysterious smile that eating these crystal cakes is equivalent to tasting the moon. Look how much alike they are! My brother and sister happily swept away the crystal cake. At that time, I knew the moon was sweet. Now that I think about it, I find it quite interesting. The city is very big, but it is not my home after all. The countryside is small, but you and your parents live there.

I was mistaken for a butterfly flying with its wings spread out on the Wu Fei Bank Stadium, so I hurried to catch up without shoes. Now, I have lost my original interest. As soon as the order of autumn harvest rang, the whole family went into battle, racing against time and flying to Dai Yue. Before dawn, I went to work with a sharpened sickle. When I walk on the road, I always hear someone praise me. Whose daughter-in-law is so diligent, I am getting better and better. A few days ago, while picking persimmons, your father fell off the ladder and sprained his foot. It's okay. He's been busy for most of his life. Maybe God told him to have a good rest.

? ? Dongling

Comrade Yue Mei:

Snow and ice cover, plum blossoms bloom alone; The long pine is a little green, and the old tree is windy.

Shortly after winter, I couldn't work because of the cold weather. I had planned to go home in recent days, but the road was blocked by heavy snow and had to be temporarily stranded. I sent some money back first, paid off my debts, made clothes for you and your parents, and then waited to buy some new year's goods. Here, I also apologize. I wasn't there when the little guy was born. I'll make it up to him when I come back. I heard from Fu Qiang, a neighboring village who went out to work with me, that the day before you gave birth, you went to the east of the village to fetch water, and then you went to work in the fields after picking the water. It's hard for you when I'm not home. You should have a good confinement, don't leave any root cause, but don't suffer any more!

Not long ago, I sold the grain in order to wait for a high price, but now I let it go. Who knows that the food price has fallen because I am in a hurry to use money. I can only give up. I can feel that the atmosphere at home is not very good these days, so I am afraid of saying the wrong thing and doing the wrong thing. But our pig is strong, and I heard that the price of meat has been rising. It is a comfort to sell it when we choose some days. About children, everyone says that his eyebrows and eyes are very similar to yours. Qin Shihuang named his eldest son Fu Su, and Fu Su also came back to life, helping Emperor Daqin and the world. May it soar to the ninth Wan Li like Dapeng and Fu Sushu. When you come back, our children's names will be chosen.

Chunyun

Comrade Yue Mei:

The east wind thaws, beautiful and harmonious; Singing and dancing, blooming.

In a blink of an eye, the Chinese New Year is over, and the factory has been urging it until the fifteenth day is over at home. It's okay. If you have money, you will celebrate the New Year every day. How is the child during this time? The child has long legs, and he must be a big shot in the future, a pen catcher. I've thought it over. Your father is a teacher. Let him teach children in the future, and the children must be college students. Don't rush to work from home. Although the spring thunder sounded, everything revived, and it was busy with farming, it was still a little cold because of the chilly spring.

Recently, someone in the village got married and called several big plays. My mother likes going to the opera, so I went with her. She sometimes sings a few words, whether it's the West Chamber or the Peony Pavilion, she can easily do it. It's very cold these days, so we are in no hurry to work in the fields. After the children fall asleep, I will spin and weave with my mother, and my father and several uncles in the village will play cards and chess to discuss state affairs. One more thing, I want to tell you that Jianguo in the village found a woman with heavy makeup outside and said that she would divorce her daughter-in-law. These days, there are a lot of troubles. I want to tell you that if you find something you like outside, let me know in advance and we'll make room for you without saying anything. I won't take anything from your family, and I don't need you to remember my kindness.

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