Bamboo Horse Warm Flower

From the moment I saw that envelope, I felt something wrong all over my body. Wherever I sat or stood, the soles of my feet felt as uncomfortable as a pea.I thought to myself, it's over, it's a good day, but an envelope was destroyed, I didn't see the letter paper, and I thought, no, how can I tell that it's a good day?The living room that looks like a garbage dump, the snake thicker than a mop, a group of dark princes on the bookcase, and Wen Xiaohua, who is covered with a cold virus, are obviously not good anywhere!When I saw that poor sweeping robot with its guts ripped open, I should have closed the door decisively and returned to my room, silently watching Wen Xiaohua and his little monsters flying in the sky.

Wen Xiaohua probably saw that I was absent-minded, and said that she would take me to his rooftop garden to get some air.Where did he get his garden from? As far as I know, the top of the building is his father's garden. He's so pretentious, I glanced at him, heh, he glanced at me, and he didn't even blush at all!

So I followed Wen Xiaohua to the roof garden on the second floor with a heavy heart.There are many precious flowers and plants planted in the garden. There is also a set of wicker chairs and small round tables in the center, holding a parasol. It is a bit like the roof gardens of those luxury apartments in American dramas. I think this style is very good. However, Wen Xiaohua seemed to be quite contemptuous of her father's garden, and when passing by the parasol, she showed a disgusted expression of "what is this, a traffic police booth?" Obviously, the treasure he wanted to present was not this.

I misunderstood him. Wen Xiaohua was an ambitious flower when she was young, and he didn't bother to borrow flowers to offer Buddha.Of course, I bet he didn't dare to show such a contemptuous little look in front of his father, so he can only stand in a military posture in front of his father and close the door before he dares to make faces outside the door.

Wen Xiaohua moved upstairs to my house after graduating from elementary school. Once, his mother asked her to go downstairs to buy vegetables. Wen Xiaohua Guduo ran out of the elevator happily carrying money and a red shopping bag. From the appearance of the wheel, he knew that he was going to the game hall to fight for [-] rounds, but he unexpectedly bumped into Papa Wen who came back from a business trip downstairs. Papa Wen said "Wen Fan" like a bell, which scared Wen Xiaohua to the ground. Flying up, "Bang Lang" stumbled outside the gate, pounced like a bear, he got up and turned around to see his father's face, ran back quickly, stood at attention in front of his father with a face of ashes, Began to accept his father's review.

Wen's father is more cruel than Wen's mother, and he is super verbose. Before the elevator came down, he had already asked Wen Xiaohua's scores in Chinese and mathematics. The two looked up, and before the elevator came down, Father Wen asked Wen Xiaohua to recite two more Du Fu and one Bai Juyi on the spot, using Wen Xiaohua as a jukebox, and then ordered "Teacher's List", Wen Xiaohua frowned Xiaolian said that he hadn't learned "Being a Teacher" yet, so Dad Wen let him go.

But in front of Papa Wen, Wen Xiaohua was determined not to do anything wrong, only those bright eyes stared straight at the elevator, with both hands behind her back rubbing the Huntian Ling shopping bag, wishing that the elevator could fall down freely, Like a dice cup, it happened to cover his father and take him away.It's a pity that the elevator slipped and stopped three times and couldn't get down. Wen Xiaohua was almost out of breath. At this moment, the elevator door finally opened, and Dad Wen nodded and stepped into the elevator.As soon as the elevator door closed, Wen Xiaohua pouted an ugly octopus mouth towards the elevator door. In my opinion, the length of the pout was enough to hang a water bottle.

Then he turned around, carried the "List of Teachers" on his back, and went to the game hall again.

It's not that he doesn't know how to memorize "List of Teachers", but he thinks it is too long and he is too lazy to memorize it.

This is how Wen Xiaohua treated her biological parents since she was a child. She was cowardly with Mother Wen, but she was the same with Father Wen.

When she was asked to write essays in elementary school, Wen Xiaohua wrote a sincere "My Father", which was listed as an excellent essay at the time.During the parent-teacher meeting, the teacher praised Wen Xiaohua for writing a good composition. After reading it, Wen's father was very confused. He didn't expect that his image in his son's heart was so kind and lovely.In fact, the Crab Legion (including me) all know that the composition is not about his father, but about his grandfather!There is also a passage in which "I" was bullied by the wicked outside, and the "father" of "my" rushed to protect "me", stood in front of "me" and reprimanded the wicked, and the wicked were ashamed in front of the righteousness of "father". I can't hold my head up.That villain is Papa Wen!

However, Wen Xiaohua has liked flowers and plants since she was a child. This should be inherited from Father Wen's genes. Father Wen's genes are naturally inherited from Grandpa Wen. However, after changing hands twice, this second-hand gene has gone a bit wrong in Wen Xiaohua. up.

After 1 minute, I finally saw the garden that Wen Xiaohua was talking about.

This garden is located in a very inconspicuous corner in the northwest corner of the roof garden. It covers an area of ​​less than two square meters. At first glance, it looks like an ugly pot of bonsai. A fence made of chopsticks separates it from the surrounding delicate plants. After opening, Wen Xiaohua also got a wooden sign to hang on the fence, and wrote "Lock Park".Wen Xiaohua and I stood side by side in front of this miniature garden, and the whole garden became dark.

I looked at this mini garden with a very different style of painting. It was like a patch in Papa Wen’s stylish European garden. It was not easy for Papa Wen to divide Wen Xiaohua’s three acres of land. It felt like Prince Xiong begging the emperor every day. Lao Er: "Father, Father, can I draw a bastard on your dragon robe?" Fortunately, it is my own. I glanced at the proud Wen Xiaohua, thinking otherwise who would care about you...

There are no precious plants planted in this miniature garden, all the flowers and plants that Wen Xiaohua scavenged from the school and the park in the middle of the street, and he also carefully built a hill with stones and mud.I saw Wen Xiaohua buried her head in the garden for a while, and finally picked out two snails the size of the fingernails. Regardless of whether they wanted it or not, she directly carried them to the stone mountain and told me that they were cheese and Mario. ...

Two snails who didn't know what happened resigned themselves to climbing up in the dark night.

After Wen Xiaohua finished looking for the snail's stubble, she squatted down again, looking for something in the grass in the garden.I was really afraid that he would find a bunch of earthworm brothers for me, so I quickly thought of an excuse to go downstairs: "It's a bit windy..."

Wen Xiaohua stopped when she heard the words, and raised her head: "Really?"

"Yes." Wen Xiaohua, Wen Xiaoye!Let's go down!

Wen Xiaohua looked at me without saying a word. After a while, he turned his face away, closed his eyes, and on his upturned face, the long and dense eyelashes were pulled down, and with a swipe, it seemed to be on my heart, and I was caught off guard.

I don't know what he was going to do, why he suddenly turned into a quiet sleeping beauty squatting against the wind, but my mind began to play that moment of closing eyes over and over again, just like Wen Xiaohua always played over and over again. I filled my brain with images of me being hit by a football. At this moment, I felt that I was miraculously in tune with Wen Xiaohua's inner world...

Wen Xiaohua closed her eyes for a while and opened her eyes. She stood up and took a step back. She suddenly raised her hand. His wrist was raised in the air. The slightly backward posture seemed to be holding an invisible basketball, aiming at the distant sky. Wire.

The wind blew down along the curved arc of his wrist, passing over my eyebrows and eyes. There was a smell of mud in the wind, um, and the smell of a cold...

"It's quite big." Wen Xiaohua put down her hands, and stood next to me to my right side.

I looked at Wen Xiaohua who was suddenly very close. He was lowering his head and patting the dirt in his palm. The wind blew his bangs into a mess, and I was suddenly blessed. This is... do you want to protect me from the wind?

Standing on the top of the building, listening to the rhythm of the distant city, it was as if countless cellos were played between the heaven and the earth, which made my heart humming. I couldn't repay Wen Xiaohua's kindness, so I had to bow my head and appreciate him earnestly. I suddenly felt that this garden that looks like a patch is actually not ugly, it is unrestrained, enjoys the wind and rain, grows freely and thrives.Just like Wen Xiaohua.

The peas on the bottom of my feet seemed to have turned into a puddle of water. This time I really forgot about the envelope.