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Distressed - no flying kites


Occasionally picked up a butterfly kite that has lost its wings. It was made from paper on a thin exercise book. The colorful paint has been somewhat faded, but it still remembers the appearance of flying in the air.

So I remembered the little things that were years ago. At that time, the hometown was hit by a drought, and the crops in the field were dead. At this time, it happened to be in the business season. My mother didn't have a job, and it was equivalent to having no financial source at home. For a long time, she just stuffed a small donkey and drank some cold water, so that a meal would be over. The situation of the neighbors is similar, and it is mostly due to the small money saved by the elders. Some people who could not continue to starve to death, and the family did not have the money to bury him, so they could only bury the body in the loess, not even cremation.

But the children are still happy, take some old kits to make one or two small kites, draw some patterns with the diluted loess, and always take kites when the hungry stomach is sore, even if there is no wind. Also run and put it on. The adults are silently watching and not stopping. In the past, it was almost confiscated, and now I know that children are also trying to forget hunger.

I am no exception. I often borrow a kite from my child of the same age and let it go with joy.

Once, the children in the village had made an appointment. When they finished the meal in the afternoon, they went to fly a kite. At that time, the people were sparsely present, but the plum alone did not arrive. Everyone was a little worried. When they went to Lizi’s house to find Li Zi, they realized that the plum’s cockroaches passed away, but Li Zi disappeared.

Li Zi’s mother didn’t tell us where Li was going, just a heart-wrenching look, and she still said: “So a small child, you beat him, even if you are hungry, we should not Catch him."

It was probably because of the influence of the plums that the little friends had no joy of kite-proofing and they went back to their respective homes.

Later, Li Zi never came back. After the drought, everyone gradually forgot the person of Li Zi, immersed in the joy of rain.

Ten years have passed, and the former small partners have grown up, some have achieved a career, and some rely on a meager income to support their families. At this time, I remembered Li Zi, remembering his big eyes that seemed to be always full of joy, and remembered his derogatory behavior. I cried unconsciously.

In fact, I also know the reason why Li Zi disappeared in the past. Just sighing a young life, but also remembered the late father of Li Zi, if he is still alive, what will be the mood?

First day: Xia Nanchu

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