And the things growing on the land are so prosperous that at first glance, I can't finish reading them, but I feel a bright green in front of me.
As soon as I got to the back garden, I ran out aimlessly, as if I saw something and ran away, as if something was waiting for me there. Actually, I have no purpose. I just feel that everything in this garden is alive, as if my legs are about to jump. If I hadn't jumped with all my strength, my grandfather would have been afraid that I was tired and it was impossible to greet me. On the contrary, the more he greets me, the more disobedient I am.
When I really can't run, I sit down and rest, and it's also quick, but I just pick a cucumber from the seedling to eat.
After a good rest, it began to run again.
The cherry tree knows that it doesn't bear cherries, so it runs to the tree to look for cherries. Li Zishu is half dead. If they don't bear plums, they go to find plums. As he searched, he shouted and asked Grandpa:
"Grandpa, why don't cherry trees bear cherries?"
Grandfather replied at a distance:
"Because there are no flowers, there will be no cherries."
Ask again:
"Why don't cherry trees bloom?"
Grandfather said:
"Because you are greedy, you won't blossom."
When I heard this, I obviously laughed at my words and ran to my grandfather like I was very angry. Grandpa raised his eyes and looked at me with completely harmless eyes. I immediately smiled. It took me a long time to stop laughing. I don't know where I get so much happiness. I made a mess in the backyard and laughed so loudly that I felt shocked.
There is a rose in the back garden, which blooms from May to June.
Flowers are as big as soy sauce dishes. It is in full bloom and covered with trees. Because of the fragrance of flowers, many bees are attracted and buzzing in the rose tree.
When everyone else was tired of playing, I thought of picking roses, picking a lot of straw hats and holding them in my hood. There are two fears when picking flowers. One is that bees are afraid of stinging people, and the other is that roses are afraid of stinging people. I finally picked a lot, but I didn't know what to do after I finished. Suddenly whimsical, how beautiful this flower would be for my grandfather.
Grandpa squatted on the ground and pulled weeds, so I put flowers on him. Grandpa only knew that I was playing tricks on his hat, but he didn't know what I was doing. I gave him a circle of flowers and twenty or thirty red flowers in his straw hat. Hear grandpa say:
"It rained heavily this spring, so this rose blooms very well. Erli Road is also afraid of smelling. " He made me tremble with laughter. I can hardly support it.
When I finished, my grandfather was still worried. He is still pulling up the grass on the ridge. I stood in the distance. I dare not look at my grandfather. I just want to laugh. So I took the opportunity to go into the house and find something to eat. Before I returned to the garden, my grandfather walked into the house.
Grandma saw the red flower as soon as she came in. Seeing that she said nothing, she smiled. Mom and dad laughed, too. I laughed the most and rolled on the kang.
Grandpa took off his hat and saw the fragrance of roses not because of the heavy rain this spring, but because they were spent on his head.
He put down his hat and laughed for more than ten minutes. After a while, he remembered and smiled again.
Grandpa just forgot one thing, so I just carried it beside him and said:
"Grandpa ... it rained heavily this spring ..."
As soon as I mentioned it, grandpa's smile came. So I also began to roll on the kang.
So day after day, grandpa, backyard, me, these three are also indispensable.
It's windy and rainy, and grandpa doesn't know what to do, but now I'm lonely. Nowhere to go, nowhere to play, it feels like a long day.