Take a fool to farm

Chapter 118
A handful of weeds is also a flower!

When you want to put it in the modern leisurely mood, it is a kind of fun to pick a dog's tail and insert it into a vase.

When I was young, I went on a spring outing in the mountains, and my classmates in the countryside were skillful. They would pick dogtail grass to make rings and bracelets, and play and play with each other as gifts.When I was in middle school, I fell in love with Huayu at the age when I was in love, and I went to the mountains to have a picnic and made a dogtail ring. I only dared to wear it by myself, and I stopped playing around.That year and that month, I learned to be shy and reserved.All this stems from looking at the constellations and looking at the language of flowers.The half-knowledgeable ignorant age understands that the flower language of bristlegrass is perseverance, love that is not understood, and difficult love.It also has the meaning of crush.This is a representative of the unknown, without the fragrance of lotus, without the enchantment of manjusawa, and of course without the indomitableness of peony. All it has is the unknown sadness.

Love someone silently, look at him silently, look at her silently, do everything silently for him silently, silently for her, but just silently, silent love is like a dog's tail grass, a dog The love of Tail Grass is bitter and memorable.It does not have the variety of other flowers, but it shows its own unique charm, which is the flower language of hound's tail grass.

Jiao Niang looked at the handful of grass in Wang Yuan's hand and her thoughts had flown back to modern times, feeling inexplicably sad.

This is all shit luck, time travel is nothing more than talking about marriage, not even a crush.He pulled a few pieces of yellowed dogtail grass fiercely, first used one piece of grass to make a circle around his finger, and then took two pieces of grass to wrap around it alternately, after wrapping it around once, put the excess Pinch off.A simple ring will do the trick.

Putting it on the ring finger of her left hand, Jiaoniang studied it carefully for a while.Modern times have not yet had time to enjoy this process, and it is even more impossible to expect it now.Married people are treated as unmarried. It is said that a ring on the ring finger of the left hand can enclose the lover's heart.Jiaoniang made a ring for herself, and she didn't know whose heart she wanted to trap. Perhaps, she just wanted to trap her heart that wanted to fly higher, so that it could adapt to loneliness and loneliness.

"I want it, I want it!" Wang Yuan Xu ignored him, was disinterested, or maybe it was interesting to see Jiao Niang tossing there, grabbed Jiao Niang's hand, and wiped the straw ring from her ring finger forcefully Put it on your ring finger like a model.

"I want, I want!" Jiao Niang was a little annoyed by the interruption of her thoughts, and she didn't want to talk to him, but she broke out again in an instant.

When Jiao Niang turned her head to look, she silently shook her head.

I have slender hands, but he is obese at all. One ring finger counts as two for me. How can this straw ring fit? It must have been torn off by too much force. shouted.

I want your head!Jiao Niang glared at him, "Shut up, I'll do it for you if you don't make a fuss!"

Just like a child in kindergarten, he obediently understands the promise he made and doesn't speak again.This poor child, Jiaoniang didn't know whether to sympathize with him or herself.

Picking up a few from the ground in front of him, and wrapping them around his ring finger, Jiao Niang, who was planning to make a simple ring, decided to weave it for him on a whim.Weaving grass rings is also one of the joys of little girls. As they grow older, grass weaving rings become knitted sweaters. They always knit a scarf in their leisure time after class, knit it full of affection, and send it out shyly. , with expectations to get a response.Jiaoniang had never done this in her previous life, and now she never thought of getting a reward for weaving grass rings.I only hope that the strong ring can allow Wang Yuan to play for a few more days, and don't yell "I want it, I want it" just because it sounds weird!
(End of this chapter)