Childhood
Holding my daughter's little hand and taking a walk
A bird
Skimming the branches beside you
The daughter pointed in the direction the bird was going
Share her findings
Daddy you see, little bird
Daughter said
She caught birds as a child
I asked my daughter
Where to catch it
She said on the tree
I said the tree was so tall
Catch it
She said she climbed up and caught it
The daughter is approaching the age of three
Lately she's been blurting out all along
I was a kid
Rooftop
This is my daughter's favorite place to go
As a child, she cried incessantly
I will be comforted
Go to the rooftop with dad
There's a vegetable garden there
Several elderly people in Building 6
Move the pots up to the top floor of the 18th floor
A combination of permutations
The fruits and vegetables grown are pleasing to the eye
The distance between the daughter and the dirt
Thus began to draw closer
The name of the shallot garlic leek winter melon pumpkin loofah bitter melon
And their ambiguous relationship
Daughter from Zhang Guan Li Dai
To twist the ripe in the heart
It is the flow from summer to winter
Also daughter's clothes and shoes
The more you travel through small times
Many ordinary days
I held my daughter high
Sit on your neck
Overlooking the traffic on Trinity Avenue together
A rushing river
Day and night
Those buses that go to the platform
It's like a box of bricks chasing back and forth
Pedestrians stepping out of the car
And slid like a speck into the distance
Farther away
Tall buildings rise from the ground
The tall building behind the tall building
Become the surprise in her daughter's eyes
Pick the stars
Eat with your three-year-old daughter
When encouraged
She blurted out
Dad, we race
I eat a hundred bowls of rice, and you
The daughter draws her hands
She said to eat a hundred bowls
You can grow big and big
Grow tall and tall
Grow to the heavens
You can pick the stars
Pick a round moon
And white clouds
You can touch it
The sun is too big
Too hot
The glow is a bit harsh to the eye
She didn't want it
afterward
The daughter ate only a small bowl of rice
She made me eat a hundred bowls
I grew up to heaven
Take her to pick the stars with you
In a split second
Ordinary days
Hold your daughter's hand
From the largest camphor tree in the community
Hurry or walk slowly
Quiet change
Start on a weekend evening
I want to hug my daughter, who is almost five years old
Under the camphor tree
The daughter blurted out —
Dad, I can go on my own
She derives from instinctive pride
Like lightning, caught off guard
I remember exactly
A week, a month, a year ago
Daughter did not
So refuse
This day
Suddenly, here it comes
At this moment, I just want to hold my daughter's little hand
Tighten up, tighten a little tighter
everyday life
Adjust the water temperature first
Just right
The six-year-old daughter is afraid of the heat and does not like the cold
When the water comes out
Go with shampoo
Gently rub
She mentored Dad
Pay attention to the rhythm and concentrate
Don't let the water flow
Drown your eyes and run into your ears
Blow drying hair, but also pay attention to the method
She corrected Her father's posture
The left hand picks up the hair
Hold the hair dryer tightly in your right hand
Adjusted to the middle gear, the wind speed is not big or small
Blow back and forth into your hair
Like painting a semicircle
Be patient, don't be in a hurry, and don't be slow
She seemed to be standing on the podium of a kindergarten
Explain the demonstration to the students
The process of making a handmade item
She told Dad
Their Dai Li teacher
I like to let her be a little teacher
Do as she is told
Find two pink rubber bands
She wanted to prick the pill head
Between thoughts
She decided to tie the gourd head anyway
Remove hair from the middle of the back of the head
Divided into two halves
Tie them into two buns on the left and right
She said her father used to teach her to read books
There's a Vajra Gourd doll
Two braids on the head
A weapon in hand
It looks amazing
Finally going to sleep
She asked Dad to tell another story
Sleep better this way
She also said
I always asked my dad to wash his hair
Wash until she is 100 years old
Sister
He shouted
No answer
Liu Tiantian
He tapped the door with both hands
Shouted
Liu Tian came out quickly
He was two years old
Just grabbed my sister's hair
Pull hard
Laughing
His sister
Cry out of tears
Hide in the study
Played TV
No image
No sound
What's wrong with the TV
The power supply is on
The remote control is also good
Debugging half a day to move
What the hell is wrong with the TV
Grandma was heard talking to herself
3-year-old Ann
Get up from the floor mat
Take the toy car, say
Grandma, I use the trolley in the morning
Only hit twice
Build snowmen
Two tablets in one tablet and three tablets
Four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven pieces, and eight pieces
So many leaves fall
How to count
Three-year-old Ann asked her father
Is winter coming?
Winter is coming
Snowflakes flutter
Cover the fallen leaves
Ann was going to build a snowman
Call your sister
Hide and seek together
Plum button patties
The first day of the new semester
It is 100 meters away from the school gate
Her mobile grill spread out
The plum button meat cake is still 3 yuan a piece
She is the boss in my daughter's eyes
Daughter Spring Festival chanting cake filling
Guess the owner back to a village
Whether or not to return
The boss had a helper today
A boy sits at a barbecue stall
That's an additional baby card holder
He called out to his mother from time to time
Home
Son, you have a picture book in your hand
Suddenly looked up and asked
What Grandma was saying
And will be full of ignorance
Throw yourself at mom
Mom didn't squeak
You stare at Daddy
Keep asking
What are you talking about?
Son, we discuss
Back to my hometown in Hubei
What is home?
It's your grandparents
Place to stay many years ago
It's where Dad was born
There, there are no tall buildings
No traffic coming and going
Behind the mountain is the mountain
There morning and evening cooking smoke rises
The night sky is twinkling with stars
People there, walking very slowly
Often eat only two meals a day
Son, dad when he was a kid
A little older than you are now
Cut rice in the field
Sheep herding in the mountains
Read a book on the back of a cow
Ask a partner to go to the pond for a bath
Catch centipedes from the cracks in the stones
Feel free to climb the tree and dig a bird's nest
Dad stood on the hill
Shout a few times
The little friend emerged from the mountain pass
Son, the movie at that time
It is screened in the open air
To catch a Hong Kong martial arts film
Your grandmother, so young
Take Dad and your uncle
Climb the Ten Mile Mountain Road in the moonlight
The little river at that time
The water is endless, and the fish are shallow to the bottom
Dad made a fishing rod made of bamboo
Fishing from spring to autumn
Catch shrimp and rice big fish
Your grandfather served two or two more earthen wines
It is the smell of incense wafting for ten miles
Son, kitten fishing story
You've heard it
Very early on
Your grandpa with dad
Like a kitten's dad with a kitten
Fishing in the river
One by one, filled with fish baskets
Son, you are three years old
I have never returned to my father's hometown
From Changsha to Suizhou
The car travels thousands of miles at high speed
Another hour walk
Deep in a group of mountains
That seat was in the storm
Fallen red brick green tile loess house
Overgrown with weedy vines
It is
Dad's home as a child
Son, after a while
Ching ming festival
A special holiday
We are all in the same family
Go back to your hometown
Liu Yongtao, born in 1981, is a native of Suizhou, Hubei Province. Deputy Director of the Media Research Institute of Hunan Daily. He is a member of the Hunan Writers Association and the Hunan Poetry Society. He has published a number of works in journals such as Poetry Journal, Tianya, Mountain Flower, Youth Literature, Poetry Tide, Selected Poetry, Poetry Monthly, and Works and Controversies. His works have been selected for a variety of poetry anthologies.