These girls hooked their chins in embarrassment, sipped their mouths, looked around and smiled shyly. People surrounded them for three floors. They landed in a strange place like a flock of cranes, timidly turning their high necks, trying to find something, as if something around them had alarmed them. A group of children, too, stick their little heads out of adults' sides or thighs, or climb to the wall in a daze. One of them.
Suddenly, I don't know why, and I feel very happy. My friends and I drill around in the crowd, jump around and fight, sometimes we will be quiet and stare at them with curious eyes. Once, one of them probably thought he was funny and cute, and smiled at him sideways, with a slender white hand with ten fingers that he had never seen before. Gave him a pat on the head. He shyly shrank his head into his dirty neck and buried it. Hide behind the crowd.
Captain Hu Mao began to read out the list in a hoarse and rude voice and distributed it to families. He listened quietly, staring at his heart, carrying ... too disappointed, his family didn't send any! Even the three snots he usually ignores are assigned to one. These partners proudly helped the adults at home to lift or carry their luggage home. When they came to him, they all looked more proud and their necks were stuck. He sadly stepped aside, leaned against the corner, looked at them with anger, jealousy and disappointment, and walked with them. ...
When he got home at night, he cried inexplicably. One day the next day, his ears kept listening to his friends shouting louder and louder, boasting that the educated youth assigned to their home could play the harmonica! Will your family have a meeting? He can draw! What's wrong! The girls are careful and can see everything. She eats slowly, instead of chopsticks, she uses a shiny spoon. She has a beautiful little mirror and a big comb! The children surrounded them. How lucky they are! I only heard a whoosh. The children turned around and saw three slugs sucking back the snot they had dragged. Three slugs stood on the stool, but our family, he shook his head and sang, I heard him! My mother heard it, too My dad heard it, too. My sister ... he finally felt a little annoyed, and our whole family heard it ... the slug crawled out again and didn't gather on his nose. I did suck it back with a whoosh Very nice! I ...
Don't even dare to sniffle ... son, he sat there, squinting at his nose. For a while, he really wanted to punch him on the bridge of the nose: look! What's the big deal? After school, he walked out of school alone and didn't answer anyone. Then sit still on the side of the road and glance at the road extending from the school gate from time to time. Three snobs came and walked beside him for a while, then sniffed and walked away with their heads held high proudly. Three noses! He gave a loud cry. From now on, I will never allow you to call me three slugs! Three snobs, who used to be honest, waved their fists. Three noses! He stood up, smelly! Three snots descended and grabbed his schoolbag belt. He pulled down the strap of his schoolbag. He threw down his schoolbag, grabbed snot by the collar with one hand, kicked it under the schoolbag, and three snots fell to the ground together. He immediately pounced on Sansnott, waving his fist. Absent-minded, he hit Sansnott until Sansnott cried for mercy. The three slugs stood up, a tear still made a big nose, and he walked away with his head held high proudly. He had no strength at all, so he grabbed his schoolbag belt, dragged his schoolbag on the spot and went home dejectedly. His white dog, with no hair, ran sideways to meet him from a distance, hunched his back and circled around his feet, barking as if he had something to say to him. But he didn't even notice that he kicked it aside. As soon as he entered the yard, he froze. Under the huge umbrella ginkgo tree in the yard, stood a city girl.
We have added a new member to our family! Mother said happily to him, call her sister! My name is Xiaoya. Just call me Sister Ya, okay? She came over a little shyly. Grab his hand. Glancing at Graceful's hand, he shyly drew back his black and dirty paws, stepped back two steps and looked at her. She is wearing a furry white sweater, a red handkerchief and black hair. Her long shining eyes are like two black grapes in clear water. She smiled at him calmly. He leaned against the wall, raised, put down and raised his eyes ... how old? Mother asked while cleaning the room. 17。 She answered. Who else is home? ……
After a while, she replied weakly, and there was another mother ... Mother stopped what she was doing and looked up at her, but she refused to turn away. Mom turned to smile and said, I'll clean it up. You go to the river to wash your face with a towel. ; Mother turned to him and said, "Take your sister to the river, and be careful of the stones in the water. There seems to be a trace of melancholy in her eyes. She picked a few strands of hair from her forehead with her hand, and the depression disappeared temporarily. Then she held out her hand to him. He looked at the hand called black chicken feet by his mother, but he didn't have the courage to reach over and walk in his head with his head down. Sister Ya smiled and followed him. What's your name?
Sister Ya asked. Stars. Star? He nodded and his mother said that she gave birth to me at night. As soon as I opened the window, the sky was full of stars. Sister Ya smiled, as quiet as the starry night sky. ...
Star is an unruly teenager with a wild body. In order to catch a hare, he can lead the dog in hot pursuit, regardless of the crops in the field and trample them upside down.
On a hurricane day, he climbed to the top of the surprisingly tall poplar tree in the east of the village and dug up the magpie nest. The wind made the tree shake, as if to throw him down. People gathered around the tree, watching it in a cold sweat, but he was like a monkey, letting the tree sway and tilt, not caring. Besides sleeping, he fidgeted all day and refused to be quiet for a moment. Sweat, mud, grass juice and ink stained him all over. Mother sighed helplessly: how did she give birth to this worrying thing! Sister Ya found something exciting from this child ... On the third day here, Sister Ya was packing up her painting tools in the room, only to hear the mother of the star shouting in the yard: Are you squeezing mud again? Last time I tore your ear red, did you forget your brain spoon? Wash your hands now!
The star is probably fascinated by the play and has no response to her mother's words. Mother got angry and rushed out of the house. After a while, Sister Ya heard the cries of the stars: Ouch: Ouch: Run out quickly: Auntie, what's the matter? Mother grabbed the star's ear like a rabbit: this ghost! If you don't stare for a while, he will pinch the mud and his soul will fall into the mud! Look at that! Sister Ya advised her mother to let go of her hand and lower her head. She saw many little people and all kinds of small animals on the ground. She couldn't help being immediately attracted by these works with different expressions, exaggerated shapes and full of children's romantic imagination. Mom is really angry with those stars who have never changed their minds, and she has to step on those things as usual. Sister Ya held her tightly in her hands: Auntie, don't step on it!
She bent down, carefully picked up a lovely lamb with slender fingers, put it on the white palm of the lotus, held it high, and her eyes were long and bright. Mother looked at her sister puzzled. A flock of chickens entered the vegetable garden, and she drove them away. Can you squeeze another one? The stars also look into Sister Ya's eyes. Squeeze it. The star glanced at the mother outside the door, and in the blink of an eye, she pinched out the image of a woman who seemed to be losing her temper with her incredibly dexterous little black hands. He shrank his neck and whispered to his sister, it's my mother! Yajie laughed more and more, put her hands across her chest, and laughed until tears came out ... Later, Yajie also found that the various organs of the child had a strange feeling about the world around them. Sister ya! Sister ya! The grass by the pond is green! His face flushed with excitement, his eyes shining like spring water, he stammered to her. Sister Ya pulled him out of the yard. On the slightly wet soil, a grass has just sprouted a light green bud that no one will notice!
She couldn't help patting his face with both hands: the stars are the first time you feel that spring has come! He is also sensitive to light and color, as if he had a special nerve. He imitated the shapes of sawdust sawed by carpenters while working, and painted a mighty king, a princess in a long skirt and half lying down, and various images in the fairy tale world in three colors of red, green and green. Several times she saw him looking at the clouds in the sky, the egrets flying on the water, and the dew on the green leaves in the morning. And all this has not been cultivated by anyone and has not been affected by the environment. There is an innate quality in this child!
Sister Ya is really glad to have such a younger brother. Learn to draw with me, will you? She finally asked slightly slant face. The stars looked at her in confusion. I know you like painting. You drew all your teachers in class. Right? Stars and dots. Sister Ya took the picture folder from the bedside and dragged him to the stadium. By the river, when Sister Ya was drawing an old tree and a path, the star asked strangely, why did you use such a broken picture clip? Sister Ya said: My father gave it to me. Your father can draw? ..... Sister Ya stopped writing. After a while, a few glistening tears fell from the corner of her eyes and she was killed. ...
The stars widened their eyes. I also have a younger brother, who was taken away by my parents and brought with me. Later, he fell ill and died ... Yajie stared at the distant horizon. The stars silently put their chins on their bent knees. Sister Ya closed her eyes for a while and smiled again, Star. Promise me, learn to draw! Stars and dots. From then on, people here often see two brothers and sisters sitting by the river looking at the white sails coming in the distance, or sitting on the ridge looking at the windmill, or sitting on the ridge looking at the mature Tianhe, or sitting on the field by the river looking at the tall haystacks to draw. Strange to say, that pony, that star, is incredibly quiet.
In front of Sister Ya, he became so docile. Mother used to chase him all over the yard to wash his face. I just didn't kneel and kowtow to this little ancestor. Now please see: Sister Ya brought a basin of clear water from the river, without saying a word, smiling gently, just calling him with her black crystal eyes: Star, pull! He walked obediently and smiled shyly, like a meek morning kitten. Sister Ya changed the stars. I don't know how to thank you. Mother said to Sister Ya: You let my little thing study hard! Sister Ya sipped her mouth and smiled quietly. ...
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Heavy farm work is simply unbearable suffering for the weak Yajie. Hard Sang Mu's shoulder pole has worn through her tender shoulders that have never been burdened, and her shirt is red with blood, which hurts. She wrinkled her eyebrows slightly, bent her wrist and supported her shoulder pole with both hands.
She was so tired that she couldn't hold chopsticks in her hand at night, but she smiled with tears. She is getting thinner and thinner, the unique moist luster of city girls on her face gradually fades, her eyes are covered with faint black halo, and her ethereal and beautiful black eyes show fatigue and depression. Whoever has a bad idea will be sent from the city to the countryside to suffer! My mother is very distressed. The expression of compassion and charity makes people feel that if Yajie is only seven or eight years old, she will definitely hold her in her arms, put her face against her face and kick her hard, and love her well. Mom likes Sister Ya very much.
She told people that Sister Ya is her daughter! One day, the star found that when Sister Ya was teaching him to draw after work, she held the pen unsteadily and turned to cry. Then, the star was silent like an adult. In the scorching sun, steam wheels generally spray flames and bake moxibustion on the earth.
Captain Mao showed no pity for Sister Ya and refused to give them any care. He opened a ridge so that they could finish the task of harvesting wheat like others. Sister Ya took a sickle and looked at the long seemingly endless wheat ridge, which made her wither before she went down to the center of the earth. She lifted her face, closed her eyes, bit her lips with pearly teeth and walked to the ground. Others fell a knife, and she only cut down a few trees. Soon, she was left behind. She didn't have time to raise her head, gnawing at the hair brought into her mouth by sweat with her teeth, and struggling to catch up with her waist. Near sunset, when she was about to cut in the dark until midnight, the red sunset suddenly shone through the sparse wheat straw. She looked up and found that all the wheat in the first half of the ridge had fallen. She saw the stars at a glance: his bare ribs were as clear as the spine of a violin, he had a sickle in his hand, his face was covered with black marks left by his dirty hands when he wiped his sweat, and his left hand had a finger wrapped in green hemp leaves, which was obviously cut by the sickle. star ...
The sickle trembled in her hand. Sister Ya, we can go home before them. He licked his dry lips, wiped the sweat from khaki's face with his bloody hands, gasped and said happily. Sister Ya looked at him, nodded and nodded again ... The star just helped Sister Ya. He helped her carry the rice that she should carry to the threshing floor. On the ridge, he said in a jealous, sarcastic and obviously praising tone: Star, you are so kind to your sister! Except for Captain Mao, the villagers are very kind to these Suzhou girls. Mother is always next to Sister Ya when transplanting rice. Mom will plant eight trees quickly, and let Sister Ya plant four. Mother picked up the dung, grabbed the spoon first, and only scooped half a bucket into Sister Ya's bucket. Sister Ya has gradually become capable herself. Her white face was dyed healthy red by the sunshine in the country and the wind in the field. Those over-dignified eyes show the vitality of the dispatcher. People began to hear her deep voice. That song is beautiful, like it comes from a heart as pure as silver, and it is like the sound of streams flowing in the green fields. Morning, evening. ...
She takes the stars to draw whenever she is free. The star is a child after all. The tumbling and crawling in the children's world always tempts him. Sister Ya doesn't want to cut off the connection between the star and the world and turn him into a little adult. But instead of letting him just think about the wild, she gave him a brush: you have to learn something, especially a boy! ..... At this time, she is not like a sister, but more like a serious mother. She gave the star a lot of secular truth and philosophy of life, and also taught him many things that rural children would not have. According to the standards of a cultural family in the city, she shaped this talented boy who squeezed mud. There is a strange power in her, adjusting and changing. Guide this country urchin. Sometimes, with gentle and stubborn eyes, she can easily stop a boy named Xing Xing from acting recklessly. Just listen to your sister! Mother deliberately pretended to be jealous. Listen. Soon, his one
There are some childish pictures posted all over the house. Sister Ya's bedside is still on the board, and one piece has been pasted right. He is simply a great painter among the children. They often surround him and watch him draw red dragonflies lightly on the tips of lotus leaves and white hens with chickens foraging in the grass. At that time, he was proud. Enough to make my mother proud: our star, what to draw!
However, the star soon felt shy about his paintings ... it was a sunny morning. After getting up, the star asked his mother, where is Sister Ya? She went out after dawn and sat on the levee drawing. The stars ran to the levee. Afraid of disturbing Yajie, he walked gently to her side. Sister Ya sat motionless, chin cupped in her hands, staring at the east. She didn't notice the stars coming towards her. He suddenly found that Graceful's slender eyelashes were hung with two crystal tears. What happened to her? Homesick? Too tired to work? He doesn't understand. Blink your eyes Sister Ya, ... After a while, he cried in a low voice. Sister Ya was a little shy when she saw the stars, and wiped away her tears with her hands. The star looked straight at her with big curious eyes. She licked her wet lips with the tip of her tongue, smiled and took out a piece of paper from the clip: Look, the star, my sister just drew it.
This is a rising sun in Ran Ran. This 13-year-old boy was suddenly excited by a color and an emotional appeal. His eyes are bright and his face is red. Sweat came from the tip of my nose, my hands scratched everywhere, my mouth was closed, I wanted to say something to Yajie, but I couldn't say anything, so I was in a hurry. At his present age and level, it is certainly impossible to explain the unspeakable beauty revealed in his elegant sister's paintings. But he is 13 years old after all. After all, he lived with such a sister for two years. He has spirituality and sensitivity to beauty that ordinary children here don't have. Ah, what kind of sun this is! It rises from the clear water in the river bend, and the last drop of water is separated from the water. It wants to be a full fruit with bright colors, and it wants to be put in a silver spoon with flowing yolk. The spoon trembled for some reason, and the liquid overflowed, floated with the wind, fell gracefully and scattered in the river bend. ...
Sister Ya still stares at the east. The sun rose and dyed the world bright golden yellow. Two more tears hung on her eyelashes. Sister Ya ... Are you crying? Sister Ya closed her eyes, leaving only two beautiful black lines. After a while, she opened her eyes, put her hand gently on his shoulder and looked up at the sky: You will understand when you grow up. You will also be moved to tears by the sun. The star looked at her eyes puzzled. Sister Ya said: When you know that you love the sun, your painting is finished. He was in the dim light. But there is a light in his innocent and clever eyes. ...
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Sister Ya loves the sun and the moon, the land and rivers, the breeze and raindrops, and the green that seems to flow in spring. She is so gentle, so quiet, so elegant, so affectionate, with a noble look in her faint sadness. How beautiful the world is in her eyes! How beautiful she is! The cultivators here have a particularly sacred feeling for her. When visiting their home, my aunt always cleans the stool with her sleeves before sitting down. When leaving, my aunt always subconsciously brushes clothes with her hands.
Rude cultivators used rude words together, and she came one after another, afraid of soiling something white. Suddenly, her words were clean without any vulgarity. She washed her hair by the river, and the uncle who scooped water to water vegetables upstream from her 10 meters away was afraid of muddling the water, so she didn't scoop it ... She was very happy among them. Like a white-breasted swallow in the sun. However, sometimes she will be sad and even show a kind of fear, as if a shadow follows her from time to time in the sun, which is too timid. People don't know why this is, and they look at her from time to time with concern, inquiry and comfort. She is the pride of the whole village! Simple countryman, instinctively, carefully protected her.
I don't know why. Recently, Sister Ya went to work early in the morning, or when she was still working after dark, her mother always called Star: Go, Sister Ya is timid, stay with her. When the star saw Sister Ya with him, there was no doubt or panic in her eyes. The stars are very proud, as if they are not 14 years old, but real adults. It's dawn again, and Captain Hu Mao knocks on Sister Ya's window: Get up, cut the wheat while it's cool, and everyone is in the field. Sister Ya got up. Holding the oil lamp, she went to the bedside of the star and saw that he was sleeping soundly. She hesitated. Finally, she didn't wake him up, and went out alone with a sickle. The clever dog carried out his master's orders as usual, never leaving. Stay close to Sister Ya. She crouched down, stroked its long hair a few times, and took it to the wheat field half a mile away from the village.
In the dream, the star is sitting by the river with Yajie, painting the glittering reeds on the top of the river. Suddenly, I heard a dog barking and opened my eyes. I saw the dog standing on the edge of his shop like a man, scratching him uneasily with its paws. What's wrong, dog! The dog barked and kept his eyes on the door. Where's Sister Ya? ! I didn't answer in the back room. The dog jumped about the house in a hurry. The star panicked and jumped out of bed. The dog ran out of the door like an arrow, then turned around and barked twice, apparently telling its little master: Come on, run with it! The stars follow each other closely. Before it was fully dawn, he was in a hurry, didn't pay attention to his feet and rolled into a dry ditch ten feet deep. I had a bad fall, and when I closed my eyes, time seemed to be over and everything in the world disappeared. The stars lie quietly at the bottom of the ditch. Later, he finally woke up in the dog's anxious barking. Sister ya! Sister ya! ..... he shouted in his heart, struggling to climb out of the dry ditch, and then ran away with the dog. ...
In the quiet wheat field, delicate, quiet and pure elegance struggled in the dark and thick arms of Captain Mao. There is no one in the field. He cheated her. This villain, this beast, he wants to destroy the pride of the whole village! She struggled, but how weak her strength was. Her struggle is nothing more than the struggle of a poor bird under the evil clutches. She finally closed her black eyes full of resentment, humiliation, fear and despair, and always smiled at people with gentle and quiet eyes. The star and his dog are coming! Bite! The star gritted his teeth and pointed to the tough and cold villain. Like a white light, the dog rushed up. This is a real dog. It bit the hairy beard's heel in one bite. He jumped with a jerk and released one hand, but the other hand still caught Yajie, who had no strength, and then kicked his big foot hard to the white-haired head.
The dog couldn't dodge and was kicked a mile away. It rolled, stood up and jumped on it. He bit his calf and jumped up to bite his finger. It is not as vicious as ten dogs put together. It tore his clothes and tore them to pieces. This caused him to bleed in many places. Finally, it was kicked in the abdomen by his foot in a swoop and rolled into a dry ditch ten feet away. The villain wanted to give a shameless smile to the star who was still a child, but he shivered when he turned around ... The star came step by step with a fist in one hand and a sharp sickle in the other. His eyes, which are not timid eyes of children at all, are burning, emitting a terrible power from the depths! This power is big enough to knock down the hairy beard of ten stars, shudder in front of these eyes, loosen the elegance, retreat, and then turn around and slide down the ridge. Dawn has finally arrived. Sister Ya propped herself up with her arms and looked at the stars, and the stars looked at her. Her lips trembled and tears ran down her beautiful nose. When the star came to help her, she couldn't help hugging him and kissing his sweaty forehead: thank you, brother!
The sun came out. The stars are holding the awakened white hair and sitting with Yajie at the edge of the lotus pond in the field. They have no power. The water in the pool is clear, and the first lotus flower has come out of the mud, fresh and clean among the green leaves, without any stains. The child touched Sister Ya's forehead, buried her face in long fluffy white hair and cried. ...