The frolicking of brothers and sisters, like the stars in the sky, it is there, silent, staying for you, staying, waiting for you, waiting, afraid that you are alone...
Poker was magical, especially for the children of that era. There are few pokers in a single Zhuangzi, and some of them are still dilapidated. There is a baby in the village, and his father is running a big car, and he has a pair. I've seen the fourth brother, and the fourth brother has played it a few times and knows that there are many ways to play. Tell me, what to do! We both made it out of cardboard, cut a few sheets, and also drew a peach heart, a whole, no, less than ten sheets, it was thick and couldn't be pinched, and then torn thin, soft again! Make some pulp, stick paper on the back, where there is clean paper, you have to not recognize the card surface. Grit your teeth and tear up the new page of the arithmetic book! Both men's books were cut and thirty-two were made. Can't wait to play up than the size. The most heart-pounding thing is the struggle, two cards of the same size meet, and then the card fights. The fourth brother secretly hid the small cards, leaving only the big cards, and lied to me that there were too many cards to pinch. As a result, my king was fought, I cried and cried, it was broken, my mother came, and when I saw that the two people had stuck the book to poker, one of them beat it, and the poker was given to Sai Kangdong!
If not to mention that the children of poor families have long been in charge. We gritted our teeth and saved money, and we had to buy a pair for the New Year! Dig up licorice, collect manure, collect rags: bones, broken shoes, cloth heads, scrap iron, broken copper, pig hair, bristles, toothpaste skin, rat skin... In short, we can change the money we all get, broken shoes to tear off the upper and sole, do two to sell. The locks were going to be smashed, the shell was sold as iron, the lock heart was sold for copper, and at that time I foolishly didn't know how many copper coins were sold as scrap copper strings! As a result, the most valuable licorice and dried dung were confiscated by adults. That's enough, not only for poker, but also for firecrackers. Poker is a Phnom Penh poker, bought for a few days the four brothers do not dismantle, I will be like a meat tail around him, rush to kill me. Finally, Chinese New Year's Eve to take apart everyone to play, no part of me! I'm too young to play an upgrade, it's going to be bigger than a donkey! I angrily called the fourth brother for money. My mother took me into her arms and asked me to unveil her cards, and the fourth brother gave me a few more firecrackers before it stopped.
The frolicking of brothers and sisters, like the stars in the sky, is there, silent, staying for you, staying, waiting for you, waiting, afraid that you are alone. When you slow down, even when you look up, it blinks blessings; when you meditate and meditate, the stars are full of stars, and accompany you!
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