Four gusts of wind

Xiao Ran lowered her head thoughtfully, then in a flash of inspiration, got up and walked to the bookcase, picked up a book and handed it to him.

"Whew. "

"What is this?".

He took it, and then looked at the cover of the book, which was neither like a textbook nor a study material.

: "A collection of poems. "

"A collection of poems?".

"Open it and take a look. "

Xiao Ran's eyes sparkled, revealing anticipation.

He carefully opened the book and read it word by word.

"The birds of summer, fly to my window and sing, and fly again.

Autumn yellow leaves, they have nothing to sing, only sigh and fly down there ......

".

Reading and reading, he seems to have returned to the spring when he was a child, the cattle have not been sold, he is still the child sitting on the cliff of Qingshui Stream, his brother, Ermao, and Liu Mei are also by his side, and there is even a little dye. They sat in a circle, surrounded by daffodils, the wind was gentle, the wind was full of flowers, the sun was shining, they talked and laughed, and there were no worries.

"Xiao Ran, this?".

"How's it going?"

"It's not the same as the poems I've read before. "

"That's right, I picked it up in the bookstore for a long time. I lend you a few days, and you look at it when you're bored, so you won't be bored. "

"Hmm. "

After nodding in response, he carefully closed the pages, his mind still immersed in the pictures depicted in the poetry collection, and used those images as vehicles to carry them back to his childhood.

In an instant, childhood seemed to have passed for a long time, and those long-term things were beautiful as if they did not exist in this world.

"Xiao Ran, you...... Finished reading?".

"Hmm. You can read it with peace of mind, come to me to change it after reading it, I have other books here. "

"Okay. "

"Why don't you try to write about it in the future?"

"I can't write it, I don't have that ability." "

"Do you have the ability to do anything about this?" Anyway, it's written for fun, and it's not shown to others, so you can write it if you want to write it in the future. "

"Yes. "

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

As he spoke, there was a sudden explosion outside, and then, like a painter painting on a piece of black paper, colorful flowers appeared in the night.

"The beginning begins. "

Xiao Ran ran excitedly to turn off the light, and then ran back to sit beside him, and then propped his head on the windowsill with his hand on the window sill and looked at the other side.

He moved the chair and followed the example of Xiao Ran, supporting his head with his hands on the windowsill, carefully looking at what Xiao Ran was looking forward to.

At first, I didn't think so, but after Xiao Ran turned off the lights, only the light of fireworks remained in the dark night, and the colorful colors sometimes lit up and sometimes receded, leaving the whole village in a haze, flickering and flickering.

"Isn't it beautiful? "

"Hmm. "

Xiao Ran's voice was very soft and soft, as intoxicating as this firework, and he couldn't help but sneak a look at her face. As the light carved a flower on her face, it slowly wiped it away, and then carved it again, and the clean face was as intoxicating as the fireworks.

Looking at her face, his heart beat at a different frequency, and that frequency made people feel comfortable.

Afraid that Xiao Ran would notice, he secretly moved his eyes to the fireworks outside, but no matter how beautiful the fireworks were, what always appeared in his mind was Xiao Ran's face hidden in the darkness and illuminated by the fireworks.

"You really don't want me to send you?".

"No, I'm a boy to send you home, it's a shame." "

"Okay then, remember to come to me for a change after reading it." "

"Well, bye-bye. "

"Bye-bye. "

After saying goodbye to Xiao Ran, he walked into the darkness with the book of poems in his arms.

It's impossible to say that he's not afraid, he hasn't changed for so many years.

But fortunately, tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve, the village people sleep late, the whole village is noisy, and the road can rely on people's voices to drive away the darkness to a certain extent.

Not long after, he came home and wiped the sweat from his face and shouted Dabai, who had been calling.

Da Bai heard his voice and twisted himself out of the nest, and the roar changed to a hum sound.

"You guy, why are your ears so pointy?".

He patted Da Bai's head, and after making sure that there was no father's voice in the hall, he gently opened the door, and then looked in a few times, only to see the uncle sitting alone by the fire pit.

"Uncle. "

"Hey, are you hungry?"

"Sort of. "

"Go to the kitchen and rummage through it yourself." "

"Hmm. "

He put the poetry collection on the table, then turned around and walked to the kitchen to scoop the rice and vegetables with a bowl of black water, and when he came out again, the poetry collection had already reached the uncle's hand, and Da Bai was also lying at the uncle's feet.

"Yo, you can still understand this. "

"I don't understand it, I just think it's interesting." "

"Where did it come from?".

"Xiao Ran borrowed it. "

As soon as he heard that Xiao Ran borrowed it, the uncle immediately put down the poetry collection again, and then began to tease Da Bai.

"Boom. "

Da Bai looked up and saw him holding a bowl, he didn't mean to play with his uncle at all, so he got up and twisted his body to come to him. Seeing this, he habitually picked up a piece of meat and threw it to it, and then picked it up and dropped it after it had finished eating.

"Most of your bowl of meat has been eaten by this guy." "

"Uncle, why do you say this guy can't eat all the time?".

"You're not talking nonsense, can you eat enough meat?".

"That uncle, have you also read this poetry collection?"

"I read books before you, and I must have read them a long time ago. Also, you have to keep it when you lend it to you, don't lose it. "

"I'm sure I'm keeping it well." But, uncle, I just know that the picture depicted in it is good, but what do those words mean?".

"You'll find out when you're older." "

"I'm already in junior high school, haven't I grown up yet?".

The uncle laughed at his words, and after laughing, he reached out and touched his head gently.

"Little friend, you're still far from growing up. "

Uncle's words puzzled him, tilted his head and continued to ask.

"So what does it mean to grow up?"

"This, you won't understand until you grow up. "

Seeing that the uncle was in the clouds, he didn't ask anymore, and buried himself in eating seriously.

After a while, the meal was finished, and Da Bai jumped up and down in front of him with a look of great expectation, and in this regard, he could only turn the bowl over and point to the bowl.

"Look, it's gone. "

"Wow!".

Da Bai still didn't believe it, he didn't bother to care anymore, turned around and walked to the kitchen, and then Da Bai also followed him to the kitchen and came out with him.

"Uncle, what about the fifth uncle?"

"They all went to sleep. "

"Then why don't you go to sleep?"

"I'm going to keep the New Year." "

"Do you want to keep the New Year again?".

"Hmm. When you and your brother graduate from college, it's your turn to keep the new year. "

"I didn't keep it, it's too uncomfortable to stay up late." "

After saying that, he yawned and said goodnight to his uncle, and then ran to the room to sleep.

When I walked to the door, the light in the originally dim room happened to be turned on, and then my brother came out of the room rubbing his eyes.

"Brother. "

"Hmm. "

After rubbing his eyes, his brother stretched again, and only when his whole body was stretched out did he notice the book he was holding, and then asked curiously.

"What is this?".

: "A collection of poems. "

He held the collection of poems in front of him and replied.

"Where did the poetry collection come from?".

"Xiao Ran borrowed it. "

"You're going to Xiao Ran's house?".

"Hmm. "

"Yo, dare to walk alone at night!Why, aren't you afraid of ghosts?".

"I'm afraid, but it's too boring to leave home." "

"Isn't it?"

The elder brother's tone was strange, and his eyes were strange, and he couldn't read what he meant.

"Hmm. "

"Okay, you go to sleep first, I'll go eat a bowl of rice." "

"Hmm. "

After saying that, the two brothers passed by and went in opposite directions.

When he returned to the room, he put the poetry book aside and lay on the bed to sleep, but as soon as his eyes were closed, there was the sound of fireworks blooming in the air outside, and the sound was like the explosion of a planet in the universe, which was deafening and deafening, and he couldn't sleep.

Flipping through and over, he couldn't get into the state, he sat up helplessly, picked up the poetry book on the side, opened it and read it, and muttered while looking at it.

"Once, we dreamed that we were strangers to each other. When I woke up, I realized that we were intimate ......

."

The poem entered his mind sentence by sentence, and gradually, I don't know if the sound of fireworks outside was gone or he was immersed in his own fantasies, and he could no longer hear any sound, and the world was silent unconsciously.

He slowly opened his eyes and found that he had come to summer, the sun was very poisonous and poisonous, the flowers were blooming brightly, and beside him was a clear message, there were butterflies and dragonflies by the stream, and there were loaches, small fish, and crabs in the stream.

He walked along the ridge step by step, passing by flowers, and finally stopped at Qingshuitan, and then was fascinated by the cluster of daffodils in front of him.

The cluster of daffodils frolicked in Qingshuitan like a group of girls, sometimes stepping barefoot into the stream, sometimes holding the water and splashing it on each other, and also teasing the butterflies and dragonflies passing by, extremely comfortable and happy.

He approached slowly, fearing to disturb them, and walked cautiously with every step, until he came to them, and they were aware of it. Then, he stretched out his hand and stroked the petals, his nose greedily inhaling the fragrance of the flowers, and immersed himself in the summer.

Suddenly, he noticed that all the flowers around him were in full bloom, but the middle one was still a bud, but judging by the fact that its petals would not be able to come out, it should soon be able to bloom into a beautiful flower.