Inadvertently downloaded the theme song of "Eight Immortals" in Baidu, wearing a headset, heard the familiar melody, and his thoughts returned to childhood. That is the first time, remember is to put the summer vacation, then the TV station is broadcasting the TV series "Eight Immortals", saying that the story of the eight fairy games, the story of the cloud, and the appetite of our children, we are indeed true I am very fascinated. At that time, there was still no TV in the family. There were only a few TV in the village. It just had a self-cultivation TV. His family is in the village, my family is in the village, and it is far apart. When the sun is in the sun, my grass has been eating dinner. I took a shower and went to the military to see "Eight Immortals" together with my neighbor's children. We walked on the road and welcomed the red clouds in the sky, he took a small song, and his heart was full of expectations. In the home of the army, the army has already placed our seat. There is still a dozen minutes to start, we drive TV, while playing the board. Suddenly, the army shouted: "Eight fairy is here!" Everyone lost the card in his hand, sitting in the positive position and concentrated. Sometimes when you look hard, suddenly stop, everyone will say, I will open it, and the electrician, and the power station. If you are tired, you will comfort each other: "It doesn't matter, it is estimated that half an hour will call, you can also see the last episode!" Everyone is happy. We went outside and took a cold, and there was an air in front of our village (we called "Field"). At the time of power failure, every household took the cold, the folks took the chair, holding the banana fan in his hand, and the big people talk together, the old people tell the children to tell the children, and many children are fighting around. There are generally a few bursts on the "field", and the burning wheat straw is placed on the top of the shares, which is used to smoke the mosquito, and the hometown is called its "mosquito". Every time we listen to the old people in the village to tell us the ghost story. Look at the white smoke rose from the four weeks, I really imitate the Buddha, as if I personally, in the middle of the South China, I am in my god! Suddenly, there is a thousand lights around, and it is called! Everyone cheered, squatted three or four into a group, holding a chair home. We sat next to TV sets and continue to appreciate the last episode of "Eight Immortals." After reading it, it is already until 11 o'clock. I will go home with my neighboring children. Walking on the road, surrounded by dark, only the stars in the sky seem to be pointed out in the road, all the roads, the rice fields, the frog in the field "呱", occasionally see a few confession Fly.
