The Most Simple Wish

"Orphan! Why are you here? "

Qiuhe turns his head and sees a boy standing behind her. That's a student in dachacun primary school. He looks smaller than a Liang. It seems that I'm going somewhere. I pass by the gate of the temple. Now, he is probably in a hurry to go to dachacun primary school at the entrance of the village.

"I'm distracted." Autumn lotus returned a, immediately turned back a head. Put your hands on the ground and look at the trees in the temple.

She just tried her best to be friendly. The boy who came here obviously would not like her as an orphan easily. No matter how hard she tries, she won't win any welcome. The boy just wanted to humiliate her, she showed a bitter smile. But so what? She would rather be ridiculed and win attention.

"Orphan, you don't do farm work. You have a lot of leisure here. You don't have a father or a mother It's the same as Qiuhe expected. The boy sneered rudely.

"Yes, I don't have my parents. Aren't they dead? But you don't know, they died in a meaningful way... "

"You shouldn't have come here!" Before Qiu he finished, the boy was angry.

"I'm just looking here. I didn't go in!"

"No! Orphans The boy went up and grabbed Qiu He's hair and pulled him up from the ground. Qiuhe felt that his hair and scalp were separated at that moment. She was pale in pain. She had to protect her hair and hold her head“ I just want to talk to you, no one to talk with me... I don't want to go in, I know I'm not allowed there. My father and mother died, they are for the Green Peacock... "Qiu He's strength is not enough to be the boy's opponent, she was pulling her hair. One by one.

She meant no harm. This is what she wants to say, but no one listens to it.

Qiuhe's hair is very thick and dark as a pool of ink. Pulled by the boy, Liu Haier blocked her own sight. She felt like a bird with broken wings, dying.

All of a sudden, the scalp doesn't hurt and the hair is released. The girl's heart was wrapped by a touch of warmth. Did what she said work? Touched the boy's heart of kindness and compassion. Qiu He thinks so, she doesn't hate this boy for a moment.

The boy walked bitterly towards the way to school. Qiu He looked up at the boy's back. Yu Guangzhong glances at a man standing at the gate of the small temple. He is the youngest son of the village elder. He was dressed in monk's clothes. He looks calm. Eyes fall on the back of autumn lotus. From time to time also looked at the autumn lotus inserted in the censer that is about to burn out of incense.

The autumn lotus suddenly feels the chest stuffy is breathless. The corners of the mouth are drooping and the lips are distorted. A sense of grievance comes with nausea.

The tears poured into her mouth, and she swallowed a few mouthfuls of salty saliva. Not a tear came out. She stayed in the same place, thinking, if there is no village old son came out to drive the boy away. It's not until what happens that boys will understand. She is just a helpless orphan who has done nothing wrong.

She meant no harm. Even with a broken wing. She lives very hard, but she has not brought trouble to anyone.

The sun is rising. The Dai man in monk's clothes is dozens of steps away from Qiuhe. They both stand still, their shadows are very long. For a long time, he sighed. I don't know why.

Qiu he didn't feel sorry for himself. She only stood for a moment, combed her hair for a while, and swayed towards the center of the village. She didn't think about what happened to her. While swallowing her tears, she suddenly understood that. In fact, she has nothing to lose... If her life changes again, she will gain.

Passing the fork of dachacun primary school, Qiuhe slowed down.

Early in the morning, in the free time of 20 minutes before going to school. Tao Huizhen chose to practice the basic skills of classical dance in front of the small bamboo house. She picked up the practice of classical dance again. Seven or eight hours a day. She has only precious twenty minutes in the morning. She didn't want to leave the basics behind. She has been learning dance for ten years, which is her youth for ten years. It's not true to say that I don't want to miss you at all. She still dreams about the stage a lot.

Every time she dances, Tao Huizhen closes her eyes, as if returning to the scene of sweating in the school dance room many years ago.

She did a little somersault, a series of somersaults, a split jump in the air. Keep rolling back and forth. Kick in the sky, cross down and cross up, and finally lower down. Finish all the basic skills. Tao Huizhen is already dripping with sweat. The pointer of the watch points to the position of 15, and there are still 10 minutes to go before class. Tao Huizhen thought of ending today's practice with an old play "what a beautiful jasmine".

There are many versions of the play. Most of them use women's gentle rhythm to express the charm of national folk songs. The whole dance uses a large number of classic gestures "three bends" to imitate the shame and amazement of flowers in full bloom. The basic skills of the dancers are highly required, and the rhythm control ability of the dancers is also strict.

It's not easy to be gentle and moderate, soft and rigid.

Tao Huizhen hummed and accompanied herself, and jumped up as if there were no one else. Although there was no sound from the outside world, the accompaniment was already booming in her heart. She's done it many times. Once again, I feel strange.

The music of the accompaniment belt of "what a beautiful jasmine" reverberates in my heart. Tao Huizhen describes the emotion and theme of the play with her body.

She is a professional dancer. Has the extremely outstanding basic skill. After training and learning, the classical dance is easy to show appreciation and research. Classical dance is also known as opera dance, not only dance, but also performance. At the end of a dance, Tao Huizhen recalled what her teacher once said to her - her talent lies in charm.

After the dance, it's finished and shaped. Tao Huizhen's curtain call to the front is very serious. Her face flushed with sweat dripping into the earth.

Not far away autumn lotus, hiding behind a tree. Invisible accepted Tao Huizhen's thanks. Tao Huizhen's dance is not without audience. Qiu He's two eyes record the whole process of Tao Huizhen's dance practice in the morning. Little girl, with a sweet smile on her face. A pair of bright eyes like water lines, which began to reflect the shadow of the new world.

It turned out that Tao Huizhen was only practicing herself, and she was more than serious.

Qiuhe thinks that she often dances to the stars in the night sky, and no one accompanies her. She's like the woman from the city. All the accompaniment sounds in my heart.

Qiuhe sees Tao Huizhen walking to the school building of dachacun primary school. It was a silhouette for dancing, which Qiu he felt.

When Tao Huizhen completely disappeared from her sight, she began to recall the dance that Tao Huizhen had just danced. Every dance movement revived in her mind.

This autumn morning, Qiuhe forgot the depression of life. Tao Huizhen, who came from a foreign country, suddenly had a kind of cordial admiration.