Short urban love story 1:? The Gardenia of the Tanabata Festival
? "Here," Nan rushed over, blushing, and shoved a gardenia into my hand, "for begging." My face was so hot I could have steam coming out of it all of a sudden.
? "Why did you give it to me?" I asked frostily.
? "Just give it to you?" Anan turned around and ran away, like Principal Gao was chasing him from behind. Anan was Principal Gao's son, and if he didn't jump up and down and break two tiles and step on a few seedlings one day, he must have been sick. Every day at dusk, a neighbor would take the broken tiles or whatever and run to the school to have a "chat" with Principal Gao. "After the chat, Principal Gao will take a small bamboo branch and look for Anan all over the village.
? Principal Gao wears glasses and has a gentlemanly look. The imposing look really doesn't harmonize well with him. The village people like to see Principal Gao fierce. It is only when Principal Gao is fierce that he is able to sit at their family dinner table and sip a pot of rice wine together.
? "Actually, you can't blame Nan." The village people all so advised Principal Gao, "the roof grapes hanging fruit, golden pumpkin blossomed, how can a boy endure. When I was a child, who among us didn't ignore the tiles on other people's roofs?" This is true, the village stove houses are all built short, covered with straw and tiles. The housewife inserted a grapevine branch behind the house, pointing two golden pumpkin seeds, grape vines, pumpkin vines spread to the roof, blossomed, hung fruits, the good taste is hidden on the roof. Golden pumpkin flowers suck up can be sweet, the flavor is not worse than grapes.
? Anan is not greedy, usually partners begged him.? Grapes should be kept to become purple, golden pumpkin flowers should be kept to bear pumpkins, can not be moved, but the stove house under the children to the gluttony of the bad. They all approached Anan and said, "Anan, the grapes at our house are absolutely ready to eat, they tasted so sweet last year, go pick some and let's try them. My dad's wooden stick is much thicker than Principal Gao's twig, so how about a stick?" The words here, the person who spoke to make a cold war, "Besides, your father if you drink two two rice wine, go back to the matter of beating you certainly forgotten."
? The gardenia of the Tanabata Festival village so many people, Anan can be busy. I did not expect, he actually have the work to send gardenias to me.
? Think of the gardenia, my face more hot.
? Today is Tanabata.
? Begging for coincidences on the eve of the seventh day of the seventh month is a custom left over from our ancestors. At night, the girl pigtails in the gardenia flower, in the moonlight threading needle, requesting the moon maiden to give the blessing of the mind and handiwork to their own. The old man said that after wearing the gardenia, the girl's mind's eye is clearer and brighter.
? On this day, the gardenia should be sent by boys. However, who send who gardenia, can be subtle it, this gardenia is a bit like Valentine's Day high school principal led us to draw the meaning of Valentine's Day greeting card.
? That time, I only received a Valentine's Day card from Junhui. Nan's Valentine's Day card went to his mom.
? Actually, Anan and I are quite close. We were at the same table and took part in the math competition together. Those competition questions were fun to argue over. We tapped the table and jumped on the chairs to argue.
? "Here!" Unexpectedly, Anan came back and shoved something hard into my hand, "My sister's, remember to return it to me tomorrow." He ran as fast as usual.
? I reached out my hand, turned out to be a hairpin. My hair was cut by my father into ear mushroom head, short, with the gardenia also have no place to insert, only with a hairpin in the hair.
? This Anan, surprisingly, there are also meticulous times.
? "Minami? Come out here!" From afar came the voice of Principal Gao, I heard him talking to someone in the front room, "Today's Tanabata, what's he got to do with it, a boy also went to pick gardenia flowers. Pick on pick it, he picked a tree of flowers in pieces, said to pick the best! You say, should not scold!"
? "Haha?" The neighbor uncle laughed out loud.
? I look at the gardenia in my hand, remembered Anan pick one, throw it away, pick another, throw it away? I can't help but laugh too, as if I could see him picking them carefully. When I think of the word "carefully selected", my heart is a little funny, but also a little sweet.
? "Smokey?" Mom called out to me.
? "Huh?" I ran to the cookhouse with the flowers.
? "There?" Mom brought the clay pot down from the stove and beeped at the cupboard, "The gardenia in the porcelain bowl, kept in water, was sent over by Junhui's mom, who said it was picked by Junhui for your begging. Ya? You pick your own flowers to go."
? I answered vaguely, my face hot.
? Junhui that stupid boy!
? Everyone in the village knows about Junhui's relationship with me. When he went fishing, the village people asked him who he was fishing for. He honestly said that he ate one for himself and one for Smokey. This guy!
? This can only blame my mom. Our two families are close to each other, back then, we are still milk dolls it, she and Junhui mom purely for fun, discussed to us engaged in a doll marriage. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and you'll be able to do that. The first time I saw this, I was able to get a good look at it, and I was able to get a good look at it, and it was a good look at it.
? The first time I saw this, I was able to get a good look at it, and I was able to get a good look at it, and I was able to get a good look at it. The first time I saw him, I was so happy to see him, and I was so happy to see him, and I was so happy to see him. Usually a little bit of delicious, he left some for me.
? This is not to mention the "good things" my mom does. The first thing I'd like to say is that I'm not sure what I'm doing, but I'm sure I'm not sure what I'm doing, and I'm sure I'm not sure what I'm doing. Sometimes, my mom called me to go to the vegetable garden to pull two onions, pull a few garlic, I'm too lazy to move, she poked her head out of the back window, yelling for Junhui to go. I was too lazy to move, so she poked her head out the back window and yelled at Junhui to go. My mom has only one girl, and she loves Junhui, saying that it would be nice to have a son who is so obedient.
? However, I know a secret about Junhui. Junhui likes me and also likes bluegrass.
? The other day, he bought a popsicle and only let me bite a small part of it, and he stammered that he had to save some for the bluegrass. Ouch, when I heard that, I was laughing out loud at his blushing face.
? Junhui stupid to tease.
? Just remembered the bluegrass, and the bluegrass came and stood in the doorway poking his head in.
? "Grass ah, come in and play." Grandma greeted from the hall, getting up and going into her room. I knew she was going to get candy from the ceramic altar. Grandma had a big ceramic altar with lime in it, she called it the lime altar, and in the altar there were a lot of delicious candies, cookies, and other pastries, which were sent to her by her aunt and uncle on New Year's Day.
? Grandma and bluegrass grandmother is an old friend for many years, she can like bluegrass, like her long pigtails, like her elegant demeanor, always affectionately called her "grass".
? Grandma never called me as gently as she called me bluegrass.
? Sure enough, Grandma came out with a handful of dark chocolate beans in her hand.
? Chocolate beans crunch, close your eyes, cover your ears, bite down, it's like a chocolate cannonball exploded in your mouth, the flavor is delicious.
? Grandma had never given me a big handful like that before. I beamed and looked at Grandma.
? Grandma gave me two and gave all the rest to Bluegrass.
? Bluegrass took the chocolate beans and put them in her pocket, but just wouldn't come across the threshold, just raised her hand and told me to get out.
? I glanced at her bulging pockets before I would not follow her.
? Grandma nudged me and I squirmed, closing my eyes and covering my ears as I chewed my chocolate beans to a cackle.
? "You girl!" Grandma nudged me hard on the forehead and turned back to fill my pockets with half a pocket of chocolate beans as well.
? I hemmed and hawed and followed Bluegrass out the door. Bluegrass can open Grandma's lime jar when she comes, I wish she came more often. Otherwise, the good things put in the lime altar, the more it is put in the more dry, the more hard, if you wait until it is not good to eat and then take it out is too companionable.
? Bluegrass led me to the haystacks outside the house field and looked at me without saying anything.
? I also looked at her. Her two braids are braided thick and tight, black oil hair don't have a handful of white gardenia, not to mention how good-looking.
? "Your braids are so pretty." I said enviously.
? "What ah!" Bluegrass twisted around and stomped her foot to ignore me.
? I was puzzled, just met her today, how did I offend her.
? "Bluegrass, if you don't say something, I'm going back." I said. I'll have to ask Grandma to try and see if she can braid a pigtail for me too, and how pretty it would be to put a gardenia in a pigtail!
? The bluegrass is still silent.
? "I'm leaving."
? "Don't go!" Bluegrass turns around, blushing, and asks, "Do you have any gardenias?"
? "Yes."
? She glared at me, head down, the tips of her shoes rubbing against each other.
? I could see something coming, there must be something Bluegrass was too embarrassed to say.
? I stopped walking and looked at her.
? She blushed even more and said halfway through, "My flower? Gardenia?" She wraps her fingers around the end of her braid, "Gardenia? Junhui? From Junhui?"
? I laughed out loud at that. Junhui that stupid boy, still know to send flowers!
? "Don't you dare laugh!" Bluegrass looked at me fiercely.
? I closed my mouth, but when I remembered Junhui's frothing face when he delivered the flowers, I couldn't help but snort out a laugh.
? "No laughing!" Bluegrass pushed me. I didn't take precautions and stumbled and fell to the ground.
? "I'm going to laugh, hahahaha?" I got angry and pushed Bluegrass.
? "You?" Bluegrass reddened, her eyes shining brightly. She was so pretty when she was angry.
? "You're not allowed to take flowers from Junhui!" She said.
? Junhui's flowers! That stupid boy, who cares, I grunted.
? "What are you humming about, you're not allowed to take Junhui's flowers!" Bluegrass pushed me again. I took a step back and stepped in a muddy puddle.
? The new sandals that were clean and dry became dirty all of a sudden. Now I was really angry.
? I pushed the bluegrass hard and yelled, "I'm going to take it, I'm going to take it!"
? "You took Nan's flowers, I saw it all, you're not allowed to take Junhui's flowers!" Bluegrass jumped up and wrestled with me.
? "You pay for my new sandals!" I yanked on her braid and pushed it into the muddy puddle. Heck, her pink sandals stung.
? "Ouch?" Bluegrass screamed.
? We screamed and yelled and pulled and fought!
? "Oops? Girls, why are you fighting too!"
? Principal Gao! I was shocked and let go. Bluegrass still grabbed my hair and refused to let go.
? "Gently, gently," I grimaced in pain, "Principal Gao!"
? Bluegrass hurriedly let go as well.
? Principal Gao asked why we were fighting.
? I glared at Bluegrass and beamed skyward without saying anything.
? Bluegrass doesn't make a sound either.
? Principal Gao became anxious, "If you don't speak, I'll take you home!"
? Bluegrass said something, the voice is smaller than a mosquito.
? "What?" Principal High didn't hear.
? Bluegrass's face was redder than the pan when her grandmother made pancakes.
? "Bluegrass got my new sandals dirty." I said.
? "Smokey?" Principal Gao looked at my sandals, looked at Bluegrass's loose braid, and laughed, "That's all there is to it, okay, go back, don't fight, if you fight again, you'll lose your character points."
? He laughed while shaking his head and walked away.
? Bluegrass tugged on my coat, I ignored her.
? "Here." The familiar scent of chocolate drilled into my nose as Bluegrass handed me a handful of chocolate beans.
? I took the chocolate beans and chewed them with a giggle.
? It smells so good! Eating a chocolate bean after a fight relaxes your whole body, the scent coming out of every pore, soothing.
? "You come to our house often. My mom used to say that what's in Grandma's lime altar will go bad if you don't take it out. If you come, Grandma will take it out." I said to Bluegrass.
? Bluegrass's face is still red. "Tomorrow I'll give you my grandma's omelet." She said as she ran away and turned around.
? Wow, Grandma Bluegrass's egg pancakes, I seem to smell that warm, fluffy pancake aroma with onion flavor.
? I keep the gardenias that Anan and Junhui gave me in a porcelain bowl. The white gardenias, kept in a celadon bowl, are clear and bright.
? After dinner, the sky darkened. Mom and grandma set up incense in the yard, offering rice cakes with red currant, grapes and gardenias, and colorful silk threads and needles.
? I lie down in front of the incense case, picking out my favorite silk thread. Later, I'm going to thread the needle with the sky-blue silk thread, and I'm going to thread several needles. There are several kinds of needles on the incense case, one is the smallest sewing needle, that is the mother to wear the needle; a kind of large sewing needle, grandmother's eyesight is not good, that is for her; there is a kind of extra-large sewing needle, that is for me. Originally, my mother was going to give me a sweater sewing needle, wow, that eye of the needle wool can go through, my mother is also too much. If I use that needle, the Moon Lady will not look at me and laugh her ass off.
? "Bu? Gu, Bu? Gu?"
? This time of year there's cuckoo calling!
? I looked up and saw Nan again. He was waving at me from outside the fence.
? Hey, Anon! I ran over to him happily, having received a gardenia from him, I liked him even more.
? Anan is full of ideas. That time, Uncle Liu's family's big fat pig in the vegetable garden next to eat grass, he stared at a glance, jumped to the big fat pig, waving the tender branch strip, ride the pig! But the cold big fat pig, scared out of his soul, scurrying everywhere. The little flock of geese in their house, red, pink, blue, black, green, all of them, all of them were painted by him with the paint he saved from the art class. Once a reporter from the county came to our village to investigate the situation of grain production, saw the geese at Anan's house, was so excited that he thought he had discovered a new species, took the microphone to interview Principal Gao, and asked Principal Gao a sweaty question, but did not get a clear picture. When the reporter left, Nan "tasted" a good meal.
? The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. He rode a pig, I also want to try, although the ass almost fell into eight petals, but what does it matter? Anan's little geese, the pink, red, and blue ones, were colored by me, much more evenly than he did. When that reporter took pictures, several of them were of the geese I painted. However, that interview was not published in the county's "Windward Newspaper", maybe that reporter figured it out on his own.
? I wonder what new ideas Nan has come up with.
? I ran out to the harvest field and Anan handed me a needle for mending fishing nets, "Here you go, a few more threads."
? "Wow?" I practically fell over laughing, the needle for mending fishnets, the eye of the needle is as big as a fingernail, "It's even bigger than the eye of the needle my mom found for me."
? He laughed out loud.
? I leaned in close to his ear and told him about Junhui sending flowers to Bluegrass, and showed him my wet new sandals, "These crystal sandals are so dry and clean when you rinse them with well water, and when you stand in the water, your shoes are invisible."
? "Junhui this guy!" Without looking at my shoes, he jumped up with a yell and ran away.
? "Don't you dare talk nonsense!" I admonished him anxiously.
? "Got it." He dropped the words far away.
"Junhui!" Minami shouted from the bottom of the house field.
? "Hey?" I called until Junhui answered and ran down.
? In just a blink of an eye, the lower part of the house was bustling with activity.
? "There's a fight, there's a fight!" Mom rushed out of the house in a huff.
? I rushed out after her too.
? Yikes, it's Nan and Junhui fighting!
? Everyone gathered around and commented, "Minami is much more flexible than Junhui!"
? "What's going on, what's going on!" Principal Gao arrives, "Why is someone fighting again!" He grabbed Anan and ripped the two apart.
? Junhui cried and said, "I don't know, Anan shouted at me and as soon as I ran over he fought me."
? Anan tiger face, do not make a sound.
? Principal Gao was furious and yelled that Anan should be confined and not allowed to come out to play.
? Wow, this is Nan's "seven inches". He said, "I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it," he said, "I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do it. Nan hates confinement. The first time I saw him, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
? "Junhui is not honest!" Nan held back a sentence.
? "What!" Junhui jumped up.
? "What, what?" Junhui's mom and my mom rushed over. They had always thought Junhui was an honest stupid boy, simply too honest, and now that someone finally said he wasn't, they were both so happy.
? "Gardenia!" Nan said those three words and never spoke again.
? Junhui opened his mouth and looked at me, and I smiled at him. He looked like a fish that had just been fished out of a stream, and didn't make a sound at all.
? Seeing that Junhui didn't say anything, Junhui's mom and my mom became more interested. They pulled away from Principal Gao to ask what was going on.
? As soon as Principal Gao let go, Nan ran away.
? The moon is rising and the begging is about to begin.
? Grandma helped me pin on the gardenia, it smelled so good! Mom looked at me wide-eyed and hugged me, saying I was a little flower demon. Grandma scolded her and said I was a little flower fairy.
? I was so proud of myself, ah, Tanabata is so nice.
? The moon climbed to the top of the willow, the moonlight shone down, as clear as well water, the world is quiet and beautiful.
? Grandma Bluegrass came with Bluegrass, and to my surprise, Mama Junhui came with Junhui and dragged Anan. As soon as she entered the door, she yelled to close the yard door, "Otherwise, it will run away." Mom hurriedly closed the courtyard door.
? "Junhui and Anan are both tigers, and it was hard for me to persuade Principal Gao to bring Anan here. Please ask Grandma Smokey to help them dress up and lead them to worship the Seven Immortals." Junhui's mom said to grandma.
? "Well, it's time to worship the Seven Fairies. The boy who is a tiger, worships the Seven Fairies, grows well and opens his eyes." Grandma Bluegrass said with satisfaction, "Besides, a boy raised as a girl can still be stained with some care."
? Junhui was held tightly by his mom. Grandma brought her mother's rouge, in Junhui's face pounced a layer, and then took a gardenia with a hairpin clip on his head.
? It was Nan's turn and everyone couldn't catch him. I looked at my grandmother tired and panting, yelled, "Anan, look at my grandmother tired."
? Anan looked at grandma, looked at the closed courtyard door, wilted, let grandma in both cheeks swept a little rouge, on the head pin a flower.
? Grandma Bluegrass said, "You must also change into a flower dress and pierce your ears with a begging needle under the eye of the Moon Lady."
? Anan jumped. Junhui sneaked a glance at Bluegrass and didn't make a sound. Bluegrass blushed. "Forget it, forget it," Mom said, "just mean it." Grandma lit three sticks of incense, and we got up and bowed three times toward the moon. We picked up our needles and thread and hummed the song Grandma had taught me:
? "On the seventh day of the seventh month the gates of heaven opened, and I invited the Moon Lady to come down to earth.
? The Moon Mother, come down to earth, teach me needle and thread.
? The peach blossom is red, the wheat is yellow and gold,
? The moon is bright in the mid-autumn, and the lanterns are red in the New Year.
? Last year went this year to come, the head of the incense plate to receive you?"
? In this ancient and distant ballad sound, the moonlight is quiet, the gardenia fragrance is more and more rich.
Short urban love story 2: The most rare thing in this life is to have you with me
One day a boy gave his girlfriend a Chinese pager, and tenderly said to her: I'm not afraid to find you anymore.
The girl said mischievously: If I leave the city, you can not call me. The boy shook his head proudly: I have done roaming, no matter where you go I will call you. The girl asked him to paging number, the boy said: this is a love line, the number is not public. The girl from then on every day to bring it in the side, not a moment to leave.
A sunny weekend, the girl only left a note to her parents, get in the car to play in the neighboring counties, but no one knows the girl is heading for a disaster?
After a day of fun in town, the girl dragged her heavy feet to find a small hotel with a shower. As soon as she walks into the room, the girl feels a wobble under her feet, and she hastily holds on to an iron pipe, wondering if it's an illusion?
But when the second wobble occurred, the girl knew it was not an illusion. The second shake was followed by a sharp and dull cracking sound, and the girl's whole body began to tremble, knowing that the terrible earthquake was coming.
With the third and fourth more violent shaking, the surroundings turned into infinite darkness and boundless fear. Bricks and boards buried the girl tightly. Like a wounded beast, the girl desperately let loose a howl, desperately slapping and tearing the bathroom door. However, everything is in vain, the girl is helplessly curled up on the cool and cold ground.
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a tremor in my waist, and it was the pager.
The girl hastily took it off, and fumbled with the machine in the darkness, that is, saw the green light: Mr. Lin asked you to meet at the usual place at seven o'clock. Reading the words, the girl's tears welled up once again, sliding over the corners of her mouth, salty. The girl dropped to the floor and scrunched herself into a ball, her eyes fixed on the screen of her pager.
I don't know how long it was, the girl fell asleep, and the pager once again trembled in the girl's hands: Mr. Lin asks where you are, please call back quickly. The girl once again shed tears, I want to tell you where I am, but I can not do ah.
Gradually the girl calmed down, in the face of irreparable death, the girl does not know what else she can do.
The pager vibrated for the third time: went to your house, saw the note you left, please come home quickly. The girl's heart began to stir again.
The pager vibrated for the fourth time: I heard the radio and knew that there was an earthquake at your place, I believe you are holding the pager at this time to read my words, we will meet soon.
A ray of light seemed to flash before the girl's eyes.
The girl was looking forward to the fifth vibration of the pager, and the pager became the only support for her life.
Time passed and the pager fell asleep like a tired child.
Finally, the fifth vibration: the car does not work, no way to go to you, think of all sorts of ways, or to no avail. I believe that nothing will happen to you, you are a smart and lucky girl. I wait for your return!
Sixth, seventh? The girl spent one moment of fear and despair after another in the boy's paging again and again, not realizing that it had been two days and two nights.
The shadow of death is getting tighter and tighter around the girl's whole body, as if she sees the blood and muscle in her body being greedily devoured by a huge black snake one bite at a time.
The girl felt like she was dying, she didn't even have the strength to cry, her mind started to get confused and she felt like she was sinking.
Just as she was sinking to the bottom, the pager vibrated for the thirty-eighth, maybe forty-eighth, fifty-eighth time, and the vibration was like a magnet, firmly sucking up all the remaining energy in the girl's body.
When will we get married? What ceremonies? From now on let's envision it and select the best plan later.
Marriage, wedding, it is too tempting, the girl fell into a reverie.
Under the sea wedding, like a fish free and easy to shuttle in the marine world;
Skydiving wedding, and white clouds flying in the air side by side.
The girl once again cheer up, yes, life is so beautiful, there are a lot of good things waiting for me.
Sixtieth, sixty-first? The boy again and again to the girl paging; again and again to the girl into the vitality of life; again and again to the girl's belief in survival from the edge of the collapse pulled back.
After four long days and nights, the girl was finally saved.
When she saw the boy's white face, fire like eyes, all of a sudden realized that the most precious thing in the world is love.
The girl on the stretcher gently pulled the boy's hand, softly said: I am your bride in this life?
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