The Most Simple Wish

Qiu he stepped on the ladder and slid down two sections. He took the red polyester cloth from other children. Then she climbed to the top of the ladder, her feet wobbly on the ladder, and cautiously extended her hand upward. When the cloth was unfolded, it was as bright red as a red scarf. In summer, the hot sun at noon penetrated from there and sprinkled on Qiuhe's face, which made her face red. She couldn't open her eyes when she was exposed to the sun. Her eyelids were beating. The sun was condensing in her eyes. Slowly, her eyes couldn't hold the continuous condensing light. The light spilled out... The whole world became dazzling white for a moment. Then, there was a warm halo of color, bathed in her head. Qiu he emptied his hand and wiped the sweat drops flowing under his chin.

She suddenly thought of a person who used to cut wild vegetables at the foot of dacha mountain. The sun was shining on her back neck and baking her little back. It was also at this noon.

But time is really different from it, that day in the unconscious time, has been fast or slow or gone. Time has its own rhythm, fast or slow, just the joy and depression of the mood. No matter how hard the road is, one thing is clear and practical, that is, those have become the past.

The past can only be recalled. Even if we go back the same way, the time axis has changed irreversibly. Perhaps we can see some vague shadows, in the memory of this road, with different posture, silent freeze in here, but it is already beyond reach. They are fixed there forever.

Qiuhe is 15 years old. Looking back on the past, there are not many things that can be remembered. She didn't want to remember anything. For her, those memories were like some "cocoon like" objects. She could hear the cracking sound of those objects, peeling off layer by layer. She is climbing out of those "Cocoons" to get rid of the past completely.

He grew fast, but he was still thin with thin arms and legs. The skin color is still black, not like a girl, but her hair has been kept. Several times, Qiuhe wanted to cut her hair with scissors, but she didn't know why.

The banner made of polyester cloth is hung under the eaves of dachacun primary school by Qiuhe. She climbed down from the ladder, and many students from dachacun primary school supported the ladder below. When the autumn lotus comes down, a group of people quickly away from the autumn lotus, as if who left quickly, who can get glory in general. It seems that Qiuhe is an ominous thing, and no one is willing to contact her.

But Mingming held the ladder for her just now, didn't she? Qiuhe looks at these children. After he became a monk in a small temple in yanhanhan, the number of students in dachacun primary school has dropped to the lowest. If you include her, there are only 20 students left.

After yanhanhan left, Tao Huizhen's figure often appeared around the small temple.

Whenever I think of Yanhan, Qiuhe can think of Tao Huizhen's figure wandering around the small temple. Tao Huizhen told her that it was a subconscious behavior without any purpose. She just wanted to have a look. Whether it's yanhanhan who went to a small temple to practice, or a Liang who didn't hear from, his mood is the same for a supporting teacher.

Qiu He nodded and understood. That time they talked about all the kids in the big tea village. It was a deep conversation.

Tao Huizhen tells Qiuhe that the children in dacha village have little to do with her prejudice towards Qiuhe. The reason is that it is a very complicated psychological factor. Tao Huizhen thinks so. Children discriminate against orphans, to a large extent, not because they really care about what discrimination against orphans will bring, but a kind of "show off". In order to let others see his "extraordinary" and deliberately made a "show off". Qiu He's orphan status is just a medium for them to "express" each other. They may also be willing to open their hearts to Qiuhe to understand his inner world. It's just that they don't realize it. Who knows?

"Qiuhe doesn't have to worry about it. It takes time to change. When they realize this, they will be better."

"Besides, don't you always do well? As long as learning and dancing is enough, I believe you can do it if you want to block it. Qiuhe is a very unusual girl. Isn't it? "

"The students in dachacun primary school are very kind, you see."

"I hope that you can all have the ability to control your own life. No matter where you are in the future, it's good to leave the mountainous area and stay. At that time, when you go to see the mountains and the water, your mood will be different. There's nothing wrong with planting tea. Hehe, the tea making level of Qiuhe is very high. At that time, everything will change, because you have the ability to choose your own life instead of being chosen by life. "

Tao Huizhen's eyes are filled with the expression of making a wish for the future. She looks at a focal point in the air of the remote Dai township. The sky is red. There is nothing and no cloud there. She held her breath and was very serious. That's what she said to Qiuhe. Her vision can even be said to be a gamble, or an exchange, to use her life wheel to drive other people's lives - it should be a set of complex and precise gear structure. Then she laughed contentedly. She tightly pursed her lips, smile, in the winter of the village slope, forever engraved in the autumn lotus mind.

This picture, like a real object, seems to be placed in the small drawer beside Qiuhe's hand. She can open the drawer whenever she wants to see it, and relive the scene again. A little sad.

These words were not all said by Tao Huizhen at that time. Some may have been just a few days ago, while some may have been long. But at the moment, they all came to Qiuhe's mind. Yes, she is Qiu He. As long as she wants to be like that, the "show off" behavior of these kids in front of her will never affect her. She will not have the same opinion with them. Childish, this is her summary of these children. Of course, she can't be complacent about the exclusion and enjoy the loneliness brought by the little kids. Why is she not a child?

"Childish." When she picked up the red paint and roller on the ground, she couldn't help blurting out. It's a little too angry. I saw those little boys hiding away from her. As if she had some pestilence, their faces were full of disgust and Schadenfreude, and there was a flash of light from the corner of their eyes! It's clear that every child's eyes are black and white. When he looked at the other end of the mountain, he was full of desire, but he did it to her. When Mingming hung the banner just now, she was still scrambling to help her.

She holds the painting tools and stares at them angrily.

"Oh, orphan, is your banner crooked? Big fool It was Ding Han who spoke. He stood up in the crowd. However, after seeing Qiu He's stare, he obviously has a shrinking action. He remembers the fear that was dominated by Qiu He's raised hand that night a few months ago, which is still like yesterday.

The students of dachacun primary school immediately turned their attention away from Qiuhe and looked at the long banners hanging under the eaves. The slogan on it is one world, one dream.

This is the banner that Wang Ke Yuan brought today. He also brought the painting tool in Qiu He's hand. He wants to paint the Olympic symbol five rings on the wall of dachacun primary school. Wang Keyuan said that when the Olympic Games are coming, every corner of the motherland is helping and cheering for the Olympic Games. We should also do our part. The whole city of Mengla County is also full of such slogans. This is something we should be proud of.

Qiuhe also stares at the banner of "one world, one dream" and thinks about something for a while“ Can you hang up if you have the ability? There are a lot of things going on today. I'm going to paint it. " Qiu he left this sentence beside Ding Han and went to the wall with painting tools. A group of children were not far behind her. hang back.

"Children, drink water!"