Sometimes the good feelings between people are really based on a very detailed point. When you touch your favorite, you want to be close.
Just like one of my neighbors, she is the most individual woman I have ever seen; In the same month of the same year, she was born only one day earlier than me; She is 1.6 meters tall and looks like the star Summer Xu. You will know how beautiful she is when I write this.
The most beautiful thing is not her fair skin, double eyelids and big eyes, but her smile; She loves to laugh very much. Laughter is like a gentle stream with two dimples. Most importantly, I appreciate that her beauty belongs to the type of "clear water produces hibiscus, natural carving" Her name is "Xiuer".
At that time, I was a full-time wife and my life was super slow. I have to listen to music and tidy my room for more than two hours every day. Few people in my room work against dust all day.
Suddenly one day, Xiuer floated into my world like a butterfly. She works in Beijing and insists on going home once a month. She is a super filial girl. The biggest feature is generosity, giving gifts to relatives and friends when you go home.
She also expanded the scope of giving me gifts. Many days, I can't sleep when I see the gift I received for no reason. Sometimes I wonder if she has become a habit of giving gifts, and being embarrassed to take things home will make her very painful. She smiled and said I was right. I made a lot of money for many years, but I didn't save much. I took care of others.
There is no unreasonable love.
Xiuer is very talkative. In a sunset, she was lying in my rocking chair with sincere light in her beautiful eyes. She smiled faintly and recalled: The first time I saw you, I saw you floating beside me, with long hair fluttering and a white cheongsam. I thought, who is this? I'll ask my mother when I get home. I'm glad to know that you live opposite my house! Then I'll call you ...
Oh, that's right. It turns out that there is love at first sight between women and love at first sight.
I don't judge a book by its cover. Actually, get along slowly, and I like her very much, although I never said it.
I am not only a super house girl, but also like the scene when two people chat. Because my husband is seldom at home, Xiuer floats to my side from home and always likes to wear comfortable pajamas, cotton and floral like me.
Beauty itself is a pleasing picture. No matter what she wears, most of the time, she just wakes up or takes a shower. We all like long straight hair like a waterfall. It is too hot in summer. She always rolls up a silk flower at will, and her hair flies a little messy, emitting a lazy, comfortable and faint fragrance, which is what I like: the breath of pure women.
Xiuer has two outstanding brothers, who are the only delicate flowers in the family. She is more lively and cheerful than me. In reality, she is the most similar soul I have ever seen.
She likes nature, likes to dig wild vegetables, enjoys it, and often comes to quietly call me at noon; Her mother also likes to lead us away from home and run all over the mountain like an old child.
The most vivid memory is that Xiuer's mother led us young people to do bad things. What did the old lady start to do? She kept the secret. Like an underground party joint, she told everyone to take a bigger bamboo basket, stay up at noon, run far away in the hot sun and rush to a willow forest.
Go back to ancient times completely.
Xiuer's mother taught us to pick tender green willow buds and look around like thieves, telling us not to make any noise and to be careful of being caught.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, everyone picked up bamboo baskets and fled home happily. I like to eat game, but I doubt whether this leaf can be eaten. Their mother and daughter said categorically: dip the sauce in water and eat it with corn porridge. It's delicious.
I smelled a thick smell of tree pulp, and I couldn't accept it, so I smiled and gave a big pot of pure natural green food to Xiuer. I got happy memories. It turned out to be so beautiful to lie in broad daylight and become a scary pest.
I will always remember that the first time I walked into Xiuer's boudoir, I saw a lot of books and smelled the fragrance of words that fascinated me and made me quiet.
But we are very different. I read a wide range, and she seems to only read classics.
She gave me an elegant floral skirt and a bamboo fruit basket ... but I didn't tell her. In fact, my favorite gift is that she read San Mao's Story of the Sahara Desert to me, which opened a very novel and broad field of vision for me.
Later, I moved away and Xiuer married.
When we were together, we talked about the sky, the land, flowers, plants, birds and fish, but we never talked about books. But the road a person has traveled, the people she has loved and the books she has read have been integrated into the bone marrow and infiltrated into her temperament. I hope she will always be lively and childlike.
Whenever the spring breeze awakens the distant mountains, I will think of looking for the spring show alone.
Oh, I wish I could marry my neighbor, but there is no white horse nearby.