"Grandma, I really don't fit in with him. "Kid, don't pick, it's almost done, and in another two years, the good ones will be picked out." "But grandma, I don't want to settle, I want to marry love. "Child, you still don't understand, life is a porridge and a meal, a trivial matter, not a storm. "I see, Grandma, I'll take your word seriously. A year later, the girl was in a wheelchair with a divorce agreement in her hand, and there was no expression on her face. She said to her best friend: "Grandma, I regret it, I shouldn't have disobeyed you, I have no future." The girlfriend said: "Child, love is important, but life is firewood, rice, oil and salt, not a fairy tale, you can't marry a person, but choose his family, you have no way out, this is the road you choose, you can only go on." The girl didn't speak, she knew she couldn't go back.
The Lan River is my hometown. When I was very young, my parents left me and I was raised by my grandmother. My grandmother is a very hardworking and kind woman, and she has always told me that you must be honest, trustworthy, diligent, and brave in life. In my memory, the Lan River is a very beautiful place, with mountains and rivers and many cute animals. Every day, I would go with my grandmother to the mountains to herd sheep, catch fish by the river, and run in the fields.
The original "Memories of the Lanhe River" is an epic documentary of the East Henan Plain, and a generation of farmers is worth cherishing
