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This big jujube tree is so lonely that we should build a garden for it.
Second sister started to work with broken bowls and ceramic plates. I don't know where she got the morning glory and nail red seeds. We are looking forward to it, and the little guys start singing.
You see: that cheeky, round head and green brain are so tender, juicy and lovely that I want to take a bite! There is a daffodil in that white plate, which is quite high. One day, there were pink flowers, which were quite affectionate. The wildest is a bunch of blooming morning glory. There are blue, red, purple and pink morning glory everywhere, and the whole corner is almost beautiful. These naughty guys are really like horns. When they blow, they are a fairy tale.
The world of flowers is sparkling and intoxicating!
That canna is very chic, with tall green leaves and carefree red flowers. My sister and I occasionally take it off to suck the juice of the flower and kiss it. The nail red finally bloomed, and the second sister picked it and said she could dye her fingers. The children began to fight, and the garden was boiling. Even the bees and butterflies and the big black dog next door had fun!
Shh! Dad's back! This is the secret garden!
Chapter two: stealing melons
Text/Xiong Min
There are watermelons near Maoditang! When the sun opened its eyes wide, wild children broke out.
The soldiers were divided into two ways: the boy pretended to go through the big pond to collect firewood, and the girl pranced up the hill through the cornfield. Bang! A damn stone knocked me down and corduroy pants screamed. Bah! It's on fire. He who travels a hundred miles is half ninety. Watermelon is close at hand, but the leader has made a bad start. I gritted my teeth and climbed into the melon garden. The green vine is impenetrable and stingy. A thief's melon hides in the corner. A burst of nonsense pulled a few small mines and finally got it.
Unexpectedly, a loud thunder surprises. Here comes the fairy board. Like birds and beasts running away! Unfortunately, the king of children, who could not recover from his knee injury, was caught in the collar. My head is going to explode and I'm short of breath. It's over! I couldn't hear how long the immortal scolded me, and I couldn't remember how my mother apologized and begged for mercy in the yard.
"Pick it next time. Carve watermelon with your skull. Poor! " This sentence left by the owner of watermelon, as well as my mother's convulsive face, which is ashamed and painful because of poverty, has been in my mind ever since.
Every time I pass by a fruit shop, I always choose the biggest and freshest watermelon for my mother. ...
Chapter III: Jurisdiction
Text/Xiong Min
I came across a new idea in the street. There was a black-hearted hair on my shiny head. Children's parents are really loving! Hehe, it itched so much that I almost didn't go up to play.
It suddenly occurred to me that when I was a child, I was so poor that three thousand daughters had a cabbage head in each hand. One knife before and one knife after three sisters * * * six knives, Master Ma got three cabbage heads at no cost, plus youth brand shampoo and countless white sports shoes. The cabbage head in the village caused the whole village to wither. Apologize!
The story is not over yet, hehe! Sister Zhiduoxing got a new hairstyle from school, and Sister Thief made a fashionable hairstyle herself. When a chopstick caught fire, Qi Liuhai instantly exploded and rolled up, and at the same time radiated a lot of rotten egg molecules, which made her feel foreign all summer.
Sister, she doesn't play this kind of little kiss. She is the originator of strawberry pie. One day when I came back from school, the martial arts of Red Peony swaggered through the village. At first glance, it is men's hair and women's hair. As soon as I turned around, there was a very long hair hidden behind my neck, which instantly killed the cabbage head and made several gullies.
Of course, the story is not over. When Master Lu came back from farming, he saw the red peony, and his mouth watered. He took drastic measures, leaving only his eldest sister to roll around in pain and scold his father for failing in political reform.
Many days have passed, and my second sister and I are still cabbage heads, but at that time, people have been euphemistically called Baby Head Bobo Head, and the clear soup noodles are simple and refreshing, just like that poor but colorful childhood, just like the true and simple feelings of that day!
Chapter 4: Fairy Card
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A whole year! Mom and dad, farm and grow vegetables, feed pigs and chickens, dig and plant grass, scold, quarrel, wash, sweat and cry.
A whole year! ! Selling pigs, selling millet, selling chickens, selling eggs,
In exchange for this fairy fan. Blow, blow and flash for eighteen years. Today, I wiped the dust off her body. She was rusty and still the same. As soon as she was charged, she actually blew, and the cool wind was so warm.
Tears fell silently, maybe the dust lost my eyes, maybe my elderly and sick parents were thinking of me. ...