Time when the Mid-Autumn Festival. Sitting in a taxi, listening to radio broadcasts, said Chinese travelers in foreign countries, spitting, non-compliance with traffic rules and other illnesses has changed a lot, but some bad habits still persist, such as loud noise and so on. Heard Here, I'm laughing, if it is my hometown to go abroad, not to die Gringo strange noise. Of course they have no chance to go abroad, so big voice to the villagers can only be bright.
I was young, grew up in Hebei Province, Now living in the city a long time, feeling that the However, even if to ask, nice. word of diverse, I say one, crowing relay. everyone gasp in admiration, and asked where.
my home territory of Hebei, Huailai County.
did not expect it? piece of coarse not civilized land, there is such beauty of names. seven years of traffic arteries.
Jiming Post I have not been there. then editor at the newspaper's literary supplement, there was a stamp collector to open column, Mid-Autumn Festival to Editorial sect, sent me a postcard as a gift. I got the hands of a look, quickly thanks. Through the influence of his column, I've got some philatelic knowledge, can see that he sent me, is a maximum cards mm is the pattern on the postcard scenery Jiming Post, stamps are , had passed ten years. years I was tossing in different cities, moving ten times, the frequent replacement of the units worked, run around to different office, kept tidy up the drawers, moving to the next place, this postcard has long been lost in what I do not know where.
this moment, I suddenly remembered Jiming Post, I think of the postcard, photograph of the Inn barren desolate landscape, already imprinted on my mind was. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival
Who does?
storms, such as dark, crowing incessantly. I had long fixed nostalgia.
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