Greener Journal of Language and Literature Research

Special Issue Vol. 6(2), pp. 1-2, 2020

ISSN: 2384-6402

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Call Dabao over and play with me

 

 

1 Mi Zhou - 1024317354@ qq.com

Suqian Economic and Trade Vocational School

2 Hairui Liu - 1196548903@ qq.com

3 Yuan Guo - 363439018@ qq.com

 

 

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Accepted:  01/10/2020

Published: 15/10/2020

*Corresponding Author

Zhou Mi

E-mail: 1024317354@ qq.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I just came back from drinking wine with a group of chairmen, business leaders and development zone directors. We talked against our will and laughed at each other. Even I felt sick at my behavior. But there's nothing you can do about it. Can you not tell a few lies on such an occasion? And who cannot tell the truth? You can't be under an eave without bowing your head, and your need, your purpose in participating in this feast of tables and fakes, is an eave without bowing your head.

When I got home, I did not care about anything and took a nap first. Waking up feeling like life is sometimes a masquerade, and the person you're dancing with is wearing a mask that makes it hard to know who they are. I can't help but think of the lyrics in zheng Zhihua's song "Light on the Stars" : the sky is not high, the sea is not far away, the heart is higher than the sky, more distant than the sea, I learned to lie, chasing fame and wealth I lost in reality to find their own vulnerability..

I went downstairs to see the real sun, to see the real blue sky and white clouds. At this time I saw a neighbor, a young man, he is highly educated, is a famous university doctor, doing research work.

I saw him say to an old woman upstairs opposite: "Where's Dabao?" Dabao, the grandchild of the grandmother, is just three years old this year.

The old woman replied, "He is upstairs and will come down at once."

The doctor begged: "Call big treasure come over to play with me!"

The old woman could not laugh or cry: "Unlucky! You are such a big man to play with that little boy!"

The young doctor with a simper on his face stood downstairs waiting for Da Bao.

Not for a moment big treasure came down, the young man shouted: "Big treasure!" Then immediately ran up, holding the big treasure's hand: "come and play with me!"

The baby replied in a babyish voice, "Hao (ok), ok!"

So a doctor from a famous university and a three-year-old big treasure together, they play a game of cat and mouse.

After playing for a while, Dabao said to the doctor: "No! I'll be the cat, and you the mouse!"

The doctor was not pleased either. "I'm older than you, and I'll be the cat!"

Da Bao let out a cry.

Dabao's grandmother in the side even more tearful said: "Bad luck! These two!"

Doctor with a panic look, said: "Don't cry don't cry! I'll buy you a chocolate bar! You wait for me here!"

Then he flew away.

He was fast, too. He was back in two minutes with a chocolate bar in his hand.

He tore to pass to Big treasure, big treasure smiled through tears.

The doctor stared at the chocolate bar in Dabao's hand and said to Dabao: "That, I want to eat too, can we each have half."

Big treasure again said 1: "Hao (good), right!"

A PhD student and a three-year-old dabbler nibbled away half of a chocolate bar.

The old woman said for the third time: "Bad luck! These two!"

All this was in my eyes, I suddenly feel that I do not live like a person...