When resting, the first thing to open the computer is to open the player, listen to the song, and relax. In the memory, in 1986, I bought a bird dance recorder. I was 10 years old. The next day I bought it was on Sunday, my parents went out. I will let the magp belt go in, and I will listen to my mother. One day, my mother asked me if I can't go out, I said that I looked at that light (huh, it was LED), in order to see that light, I repeatedly let the magpie ... later put them I am laughing. In the 80s, it is a fresh thing, so, look at the lamp, as a rhythm of the song, it feels more surprised, but that is surprised only one day. At that time, my parents were working in the military factory. The military factory is in the mountains. It is a small town in the mountains. There is a cinema, department store, there are many shops. The cinema is very large, than now in many cinemas in many cities, more than 5,000 people in the factory, and the military factory is very rich in the 1960s. Speaking of the cinema, I remembered a lot of fun things. For example, the adults who don't know, mix into the cinema, the adults of the ticket, generally close one eye. The deepest memory is that there is a pot of ice, 2 points, a white water, 5 points, a green peas and ice, can be bought with the food in the factory, so I often take the morning to buy breakfast in the morning. A person walks for 20 minutes to go to the cafeteria to buy a steamed bun, so you can take more food, then pull the sister to buy a pot of ice, the sister is 4 years old, this kind of good thing Naturally, it is very happy to follow, all happy. At the age of 9, my father had to travel, I have to follow, my father said to go together, but come back to write, I just want to go out, what conditions have been returned, let alone writing this little thing. That time, I have ate the baby's head ice cream, it is really delicious, 5 corners, so expensive. So after I wrote that I didn't write, I can't remember, I have been remembering this doll head ice cream. The fun of the mountain is the children who have grown up from small in the city, my family lives at the foot of the mountain. Spring is the most beautiful, everywhere is green, autumn is the season of harvest, and our children will go to the mountains to harvest the fruits of nature - wild fruit. There are many kinds of wild fruits, and they are all in the dense woods, they are listening to children who have elderly than their own years. What can I eat can be eaten. I almost all over the nearby hill, I have a afternoon, I have passed the wood, I haven't been there. I haven't been there. I am suddenly suddenly open, I looked at the front and stunned, then started to cheer, because I found a wild The fruit is as if it seems that the treasure is happy. Naturally, it is full of meals, and then it is full of wild fruits. When I returned home, I was shocked by my mother. I licked the mirror. I found too much wild fruit, and my mouth is black juice.
The autumn is high and refreshing to the top of the mountain, looking at the farm fields in the distance, the wind blows like a rice wave like the ocean, the golden ocean. When winter, I won't go to the mountain. I finally waited for snow, silver makeup, extraordinarily enchanting, the snow at the foot of the mountain is very clean, although there is no northern snow, but stepping is still very feeling. Ice hanging on the branch, some will be squatted and I have tasted it.
