Red and green apples (continued)

At Grandpa's house, there was a wild apple tree that grew on the west side near the gate.

Apple trees produce some fruit every year, some red apples and some green apples.

Red apples not only look good, but also taste sweet, so people like red apples.

I once said that my father's life is a "depressed" life, and why he is "depressed", in fact, I already have the answer in my heart.

One of the points is that my father has a "sleep disorder", he sleeps less than 5 hours a day, because he can't get enough sleep time, so he always lacks energy and is mentally distracted when he works during the day.

The union of parents is unfortunate, because the father is seriously short of sleep, so the mother bears too much of the burden of farm work.

Her mother is an acute child, she is a strong woman, she is also a very strong person, but unfortunately she has "encephalitis", so every time the work exceeds her "load", her "head disease" will attack, especially in the summer.

Parents' lives are "stumbling", but this is not to blame them, to blame, to blame the diseases that accompany them throughout their lives.

As a "chronically ill" person, I understand their pain, and I don't blame them.

Grandpa's house had a wild apple tree, which produced some red apples and green apples every year, red apples were sweet, and green apples were bitter.