As the days passed, my daughter gradually forgot this cold sister. Until one day, when we met in a nearby park, Xiximei was still proud, because she still had a brother to accompany her. Perhaps that's why she allowed this little fan to play with them. For my daughter, it is undoubtedly a great encouragement. Desperately follow them all the way or run or jump or jump all the way forward, and when they climb trees and drill holes, they can only wander around. Over two years old, she really tried her best, sweating all over, but enjoying it. In order to get Xiximei and her brother out of the inaccessible area as soon as possible, she shouted loudly: There are crocodiles and pythons in the grass! Anyway, Xiximei finally has some impression on this sister, at least she will think that the crocodile in her daughter's mouth does not exist. For a long time after that, my daughter always talked about climbing trees with Xiximei. When I got home from work that day, I saw two people playing independently in the study, with no company. The scene was extremely harmonious and there was no scuffle. The two little guys are ripe. The days ahead are getting more and more harmonious. In the process of getting familiar with each other and running in, the little guy has his own unique way to get along. Scene 1: Xiximei's house, usually when we go, Xixi is still having dinner. Sometimes, my daughter will stand in front of Xiximei and watch her chew slowly, and Xixi's mother will bring bowls and chopsticks, and her daughter will serve the table, even though she has just finished eating. Usually, the spoon in my daughter's hand stirs wildly in the bowl, but her eyes never leave Xiximei. The most classic scene appeared, and the two began to pick up food from each other, and you came and went until each other's bowls had piled up into hills. As for how much they ate, it was another matter. Scene 2: Xiximei's home, Xiximei continues to have dinner, and her daughter is exploring in her toy pile. Every time she picks up the same thing, Xiximei's narration will float in the distance: that's * * * *, and she can't move, so her daughter immediately puts it down and changes another object: The narration continues, and it was given to me by * * *, so don't break it, and her daughter puts it down and continues to look for it; It turned out that Xiximei was digesting food at this time, but her eyes were keenly watching her daughter's every move. It can be understood as a concerned look. Scene 3: In our home, my daughter's toy pile, Xiximei carefully picked up the bear, and her daughter quickly greeted her: "It's mine". Xiximei immediately handed it to her daughter: "Here you are, I know it's yours. I fell to the ground and helped you pick it up", smiling all over her face.
Most of the time, my daughter is absolutely obedient to Xiximei, playing in the square, running, splitting, bending down, all kinds of difficult moves, as long as Xiximei is doing, my daughter will try after all kinds of hardships. Xiximei always comes in person to guide and help her daughter to break her legs that can never touch the back of her head. Every move, smile and frown, follow Xiximei's example. Even the posture of taking off shoes, wrestling, waving when dancing and the direction of turning circles are highly consistent. Xiximei is a runner, circling the square again and again, and her daughter usually gets lost in her circular movement and asks helplessly: Where is my sister? Finally, when she passed by, before she could start, Xiximei drifted away like the wind, with her daughter's lost gaze behind her.
Xixi, who likes this, always has a shallow smile on her face. No matter how unreasonable her sister is, she accepts it gladly. When my sister left home, she was silent for a moment, who had been laughing before, and maybe she was angry, just because she didn't give up her sister's departure; Like this Xiximei, clever and sensible, with a strong sense of time; Xiximei, who likes this, generously gives her wrestling daughter ice cubes that she has made with her own hands and is always reluctant to use. Xiximei, who likes this, finally agreed when her daughter said that we are good friends, although she had ruthlessly denied it.
In the park square at night, the moonlight is like water, and dark mountain shadows are not far away. After running freely and drinking water, my daughter silently looked at Xiximei over the cup, and soon it became the affectionate eyes of the two. I'm not sure whether these memories will exist in the river where their people grow up. Help them write down the small figure in the moonlight that once touched me.