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Yesterday morning, I drove to my plant in countryside, to prepare goods for my consumer. When I got out of my car, I found a row of bean beside the road. What a familiar sight!
My childlike innocence suddenly wake up! I looked at my watch, there were still hale an hour left! I decide to find them! To me, it is a piece of cake now. I pick off tow soon. The third one is too small. I left him in his place.
Do you know what I picked off and what is his name?
In Chinese, we call them “dou4-er3-duo1”. I don’t know their English name. I’d like to call them “bean-ear”.
Dad and I were often in a competition, see who could find more bean-ears. Dad won more! He told me it need patience and chariness. And there is a tip: the south side absorb more sunshine, and have more bean-ear as well. I still remember his words yet. How time flies!
The memory made me warm in this a little cold spring morning.
However I felt a little sad at the same time.
For my village will be removed. A modern community will be in place of it. I don’t know if there will be a place for me and my child to play the game----who can find more bean-ear.
Good bye! My white-wall-black-tile house.
Good bye! My god-given bean-ear!
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Posted by tulipfanfan on 2009-03-10 09:53:02 | Rating: | Views: 61
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