(I have to change campuses at work in the past two days, so please update later)
When Duomi was six years old, Xu's father brought back a cactus petal from a trip to the desert.
This is the only plant present in the home of many mothers with pollen allergies.
Little Duomi felt happy when she saw the green plants. She carefully cared for the cactus and called it "flame" like in children's popular science books.
But slowly, Xiao Duomi discovered that the flames were very different from other people's cactus.
That time she grabbed it with her bare hands before she could put on her gloves, and all the spikes on the flame's body suddenly disappeared.
At night, only she could see the clusters of bright red flowers blooming from the flames.
And that time when she was alone at home with a fever, the cool smell of cactus filled the room.
It was dark that night and the moonlight was cool.
Under the silver moonlight, the young man with an astonishingly delicate face sat obediently on the threshold.
Duomi, who came home late, saw him when he turned the corner.
Her little face was full of surprise, and the girl's clear voice sounded: "Who are you?"
The young man looked at the girl in front of him intently, as if stars all over the sky fell into his eyebrows.
He tilted his head slightly and said awkwardly: "Fire, flame."
Duomi, I came from the vast desert, covered by stars and loess. I have seen the boundless universe and loneliness, and have no intention of the world and the world.
But only you are my fireworks world.
Reading Guide
A sweet cookie developed in both directions, daily flow, he
Intention: Love that knows each other, gives to each other and tolerates each other.
