A happy father and son are good friends,

The son has a big head and small hands,

The father has a small head and big hands,

Big hands holding small hands, walking without fear of slipping,

Walk and walk and walk,

In a blink of an eye, the child grows up..."

This is Chen The story about millet and rotten sesame is about our good socialist young man Li Pei. At that time, the music teacher Mr. Li Ke asked us to sing a song each. I have a broken voice and a double voice. She didn't even dare to fart even though her legs were tightly clamped, but Mrs. Li Pei Li moved as fast as thunder and performed "Big Head Son, Little Head Dad", which made people speechless.

"My name is Li. Hey, you all know me now. "What does it mean to know each other? I have remembered you.

At this time, the fat bear and the skinny dog ??were making noises and getting on the rice seedlings. But I looked at her from three directions up and down, and talked to the toad for a while. Like. This Li Pei has such a clear voice. This song "Big Head Son, Little Head Dad" really got into the heart of Gu Wei, an older, unmarried young man, and almost burst into tears. I slap you. Li Pei is a potential stock. He is sure to take strong medicine and build a position.

The matter is not over yet. I am thinking about a very wasted boss, Mr. Zhou Miao. The boy stood up, and I saw that his legs were shaking like chaff, and he said "hair like snow" angrily.

Li Ke, who was dressed like an old man from Daxinganling, quit. "This is not a children's song. ”

“Love songs are children’s songs. Please invite Gu Wei to play one, and everyone will make a fuss!” "

The person who said this is our best friend, the little bastard Zhang Fan. This time the flood has really washed away the Dragon King Temple. Fortunately, the bell rang in time for the end of get out of class, otherwise we will be really embarrassed. .

It was too late, but soon, Zhang Fan ran away: "The fierce Siberian tiger is coming, followed by 'Zhou Zhenglong'. ”

“You brat, your brain is blocked by the door, you are making noises, we will kill you today.” ”

Zhang Fan, the big-tailed wolf, picked up his big-tailed wolf and walked away.

The next day, Aunt Li and Mrs. Li became our tablemates. She was on the left. Zhang Fan is on the right, and I am in the middle.

Li Pei is actually a very short child, so small that she can sit cross-legged on the chair. Like Zhang Fan, she is very good at grinding. The three of us are full of talk. When Li Gu Zhang roars, the earth will tremble.

Li Pei is a master. The schedule is also very simple. I eat shredded squid, melon seeds, and sing a song. Or I just make some meat and vegetables on the table, just like Van Gogh. Really, I can't say that to her. She has a good face, but other girls are like Chaihuo girls in front of her. As I said, she also has a good voice, and she sings in our hearts. No matter how bad she is, she can still become a singer.

< p> Once, I asked her: "Li Pei, what do you want to be when you grow up?" Are you a professional who eats shredded squid and sizzles, or a professional who eats melon seeds? ”

Li Pei said: “One carrot and one pit. Let’s obey the state’s regulations and become a professional pig farmer.” "

Her words touched me. She said the word "pig" very well, with an authentic Beijing movie accent. Later, in "The Letter of Contribution", a soldier said "pig" , she gives birth to babies every day." It was full of interesting twists and turns. I saw that her pen bag, school bag, and watch were all pigs, and she said something very insightful: "Sister-in-law Pig, Uncle Pig is a slim girl. Master, long-term childbirth has made their bodies out of shape. The job of pigs is to grow meat, and the job of humans is to eat meat. This shows what a disaster humans are. "I immediately felt that the mourning platform was completely empty and clear. As for the statement that people are a disaster, open the skylight and speak out. I couldn't agree more.

Zhang Fan has always been on the same front as Li Pei these days. When Uncle Zhang and Aunt Li were together, we always suspected that they were involved in some kind of murderous and smuggling business. One time, Li Po and Aunt Li smiled like the Mona Lisa. Zhang Fan, Uncle Zhang, is now bossing around like the old lady Cixi. Uncle Zhang asked me: "Do you like wool socks?" "I said: "Of course. ""Then do you like steamed or fried? "I choked up so much that I almost died. Li Bao rewarded him with melon seeds and squid shreds. Look at this battle, they still have a united front. Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan, isn't it just melon seeds and squid shreds? I'll bring you such disaster, You only have so much potential?

I said Zhang Fan, you are such a stupid ass, melon seeds and squid shreds have caused such trouble to you, please show some revolutionary integrity, okay? Zhang Fan said some very insightful words: "Don't call me a stupid ass. Donkey is not stupid. People say it is not good to be a donkey. I think it is good to be a little donkey. I have a little donkey that I never ride. One day I rode it to the market on a whim, holding a small whip in my hand, but I was really proud of it. The donkey provoked him. ? He also has a leather whip. He deserved to fall all over himself in the mud! "My mind felt as if it had been washed, and it suddenly became empty. This has greatly changed my understanding of donkeys. I think it is not good to treat donkeys with good intentions as livers and lungs. There is nothing wrong with the livers and lungs of donkeys. It is the donkey's fault. If you don't learn a foreign language, you will definitely be pissed off.

Zhang Fan is full of strange things.

He told me a new story. He said that someone used a diathermy device to cauterize blood vessels to stop bleeding. He farted, and the fart was methane. It burned all of a sudden, and he was so burned that he looked like Van Gogh. He even complained to me. That doctor. He just ruined our ears.

Li Pei suddenly said that Zhou Miao’s family were jar collectors. She saw Zhou Miao picking up jars on the street. Maybe he didn't work hard enough, so his mother slapped her with a round arm. Later, we went to the streets and parks on Sunday to pick up cans. We said that we were young volunteers. China is my home. Hygiene depends on everyone. After we picked up the cans, we gave them to Zhou Miao.

While I was picking it up, I didn’t know what possessed me, and I also said some incisive words: “We are very cold to that wolf, what’s wrong with the big tail wolf? "The wind." Li Peng said, "Zhang Jingchu performed it. Did you see the parachute behind the bicycle?"

As we talked, we sang "Big Head Son." "Little Dad" jumped up and down, waving his arms and legs in a very festive way.

When a person is unlucky, his teeth will get clogged when he drinks cold water, and ghosts will appear when he wears monastic robes. Me, Li Pei, Zhang Fan, and Zhou Miao were arranged by Mr. Li Keli to sing a chorus. I was sure they saw us that day. It was a spectacle when the four great socialist young people sang children's songs.

We will never forget the penetrating words the three of them said together. The huge flock of crows tore through the orange-red sunset. At this time, I recalled Li Po's "Big-Headed Son and Small-Headed Dad" again. This girl sang so well, bringing out the simplicity and pragmatism of our great socialist young people.