Lamoure and Rose

My mother died when I was five years old. I haven't said a word since. At that time, I sat by the window all day looking out and didn't know what I wanted to see. The sky in the city is always gray, and the dark and gloomy world weighs heavily on my chest, which is very boring and annoying! "Cam, come and play." "Cam, look at these new toys!" "Cam" seems to have some voices coming from far away, so unreal and dreamy. Or maybe I have traveled to another world, and my ears are separated by a thick cotton wall and buzzing.

"What's the matter with the child? Don't even know how to eat? Not hungry? " Am I hungry? Hungry? Not hungry? The wind was cold and the rain pattered on the leaves. "Cam, are you cold?" Cold not cold? Cold not cold? Cold not cold?

"Cam, what's the matter? As dull as wood, I didn't respond to anything he said. Are you a fool? "

When I was twelve, I was sent to the mountains.

The small brick courtyard is located halfway up the mountain, with green vines flowing around and deep ancient trees hidden in the dense forest. The gate is next to a slightly steep soil slope. Little Square, between the slope and the quadrangle, is a good place for children to play. Adults often tell them to stay away from the soil slope, not because the slope is steep and dangerous, but because the whole slope is covered with small shrubs with needles. For me, there is no such worry. I sat by the big locust tree in front of the gate, turned a deaf ear to the laughter of the children playing in the yard, and looked at the front for a long time, motionless.

In May, warm wind blows over the peaks, cuckoos sing, and beautiful spring reappears in Shan Ye: the green branches of shrubs slowly spit out buds, and dragonflies on the banks of the stream are both dipped in water. The withered vines in front of the door took a wrong brown-gray steep slope, and overnight full of green, new leaves sprouted. About half a month, a * * * flower stem stood at the top of the steep slope and smiled at me against the breeze. She knows me? In the next few days, one bright purple bud after another opened one after another: some were small and dense, some were large and sparse, and some were of different sizes. I must have seen them somewhere. ! Yes, I remember, the circle of flowers by my mother's bed.

I approached them, and suddenly a sweet smell filled my surroundings. Their fragrance spread everywhere. When I smell this fragrance, I never want to leave. Mom!

"Ah-ah-ah!" The thin petals of flowers tremble in the wind. Listen, they are greeting me!

I waved to them. "Ah ha ha ha!" Some voices came from my mouth unconsciously.

"What are you jabbering at the rose?" The boy Pippi ran over and asked.

He's asking me? He doesn't understand. But the roses understood. They smiled and bowed. They shouted, "Cam, my dear child, how are you!" " "

"good! Hehe! " I laugh with roses.

" *** ! Sick! "Pipi turned and ran away.

"Come on, come on, oh yeah!" Roses dance happily with the rippling spring breeze in the valley.

Suddenly, I felt I should run, so I ran along the narrow path around the Rose Valley. "Oh yeah, oh yeah!" I cheered loudly and waved violently.

The crowd in the backyard slammed the pot. They stamped their feet at me loudly, as if to tell me to stop. Then several adults rushed at me, grabbed my arm nervously and dragged me back three times and two times. I shouted, trying to break free from their wrists. They are working harder. "Ah-ah-ah!" I scream, I kick, I scratch, I bite, I roll. I didn't expect such great strength that several adults couldn't hold on, and they were so anxious that they were sweating.

"No, no, no, let him go!" There was a lark-like voice in my ear. This is the first time I have heard such a beautiful voice.

"Doctor, he is ill. If you don't catch him, you will run away. "

"Nothing, you let him go and leave it to me." A slender figure caught my eye and she looked at me with concern. This is the first time I met her, Aria, a 22-year-old border aid intern.

When the shackles on my body were loosened, I jumped up, jumped out with a whoosh, and jumped around the rose valley again.

I saw her following me, so I grabbed handfuls of dirt from the ground and threw it at her, hitting you! Hit you! Hit you! She quickly dodged left and right, widening the distance with me. Tired of running, I slowed down and shouted at the rose. The flowers danced with laughter when they heard this. The wind shuttled up and down the slope, and Huagu cheered. They say they love me! Dear Michelle. You may not believe that this world really has flower language, but at that time I didn't know what was going on, and I actually knew flower language!

I babbled to the rose, "pa pa!" " "I applaud happily.

"hey!" Applause also came from behind me. I paused and looked back. The aria earnestly "oh-oh-oh" and shouted at the Rose Valley, just like my voice. She also knows what Ross said.

I pointed to the rose and said something to her. Aria answered the same thing. Look at me.

"shh!" A big rose with a bent waist, a butterfly with honey in its heart flew by, pecked my cheek and slammed into the rose's arms, which made me laugh my head off.

"Hehehe." Aria laughed too, laughing her head off.

I pointed at the butterfly excitedly, and she nodded at me eagerly.

I jumped and ran, and Aria followed me. I stopped, and the aria soon stopped. I turned my head, smiled at the man for the first time and continued to run.

That night, aria said to everyone, "Today, Cam smiled at me!" "

In the season when roses are in full bloom, as long as the weather is fine, I must go out and talk to the flowers, laughing and shouting. Aria always follows me and looks at roses from time to time. What I say, she says. The distance between me and her is gradually narrowing. Sometimes when I don't run, I sit by the rose valley and stare at the flowers below. She sits next to me carefully and says nothing. Sometimes, when I am tired of running and sleeping in the grass by the roadside, she comes quietly and covers me with a coat. When I wake up from my dream, I often hear her humming softly: "my Lord, I love you;" My Lord, I long for you; May your love attract me and make my heart love only you. The songs are soft and gentle, which makes me feel calm and happy.

Soon, the noisy and warm summer will be far away, and the autumn wind will fade away. Many roses came to say goodbye to me, and the petals went away with the wind, leaving withered branches. After several autumn rains, children were forbidden to go out. Before breakfast, Aria will bring me a bunch of newly picked roses, which are fresh and fragrant in the morning. But I know it is not easy to get them back. The sharp and prickly stems of roses are covered with needle-like hairs. If you are not careful, you will get hurt and bleed. Careful Aria also wrapped a piece of white cloth at the lower end of the rose stem so that I wouldn't prick my hand when I took the bouquet. I smiled at aria, then looked at the rose and said, "Oh, Amelia, please don't do this." Aria looked at me with a smile and said seriously, "Ayia Milla, UELA, come on." The crystal dew on the petals sparkled with magnificent pink and purple under the golden light of the morning glow, and trembled and smiled with me: "Oh, hurry up!" " Ah, hurry up! "

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the autumn rain keeps falling. I haven't seen roses for many days. "Cam hasn't laughed for days." Aria said anxiously to the people around her.

It was raining in Mao Mao that day, and I didn't see Aria at breakfast. Adults ask each other, "Where is Aria?" Someone replied, "In the morning, she told me that on the other side of the Rose Valley, three rocks blocked the cold wind, and there was a bunch of blooming roses in the depression in the south. She's gone to pick roses. It's far away. She'll be back soon. " I waited anxiously until noon, but aria didn't come back. The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the adults were afraid of an accident and had to go out to look for it.

I rushed out of the door, as if a rocket was pushing behind me, and no one could stop me. "Ayi Milla, UELA, come on!" I shouted and jumped, and I didn't know who led me, so I suddenly rushed down the Rose Slope. Only the adults shouted at the back, "Cam, come back quickly. You're not even wearing shoes. Roses prick people!" " "

I crawled and rolled with my hands and feet, and I have gone down to the depths of the rose valley. It was a cool breeze, and the scattered rose petals were blown by the wind and floated lightly. There are no roses in full bloom in the rose valley, and the uneven branches are staggered and covered with the valley surface. Almost every step I take, I will step on the stem of the rose. When I meet the undulating small terrain, it is steep and slippery, so I will grab the stem of the rose with my hands and climb up. Dense rose thorns covered my palms and soles, and soon I was bleeding. It's strange that I didn't feel pain at that time, or didn't care about feeling at all.

It's still raining, and there is blood and rain all the way. When I reached the bottom, there was still no sign of aria. Maybe she sprained her ankle and rested by the rose bushes. Maybe she hid it to scare me. When the distant treetops flashed, my heart pounded and held my breath, but it was just the sound of the wind.

"Ayi Milla, UELA, come on!" I shouted. The surrounding valley echoed with "Wuella, ah, urge me to disperse"-"ah, urge me to disperse"-"disperse"-"disperse" ... gradually quieted down.

"Ayi Milla, UELA, ah, hurry up." A clear voice came from my ear. I quickly turned and disappeared, only to find a huge and bright rose. Why didn't I notice it before? "Ayi Milla, UELA, come on!" Crisp and sweet sounds come and go. A strange phenomenon happened: "? OO？” Rose after rose bounces open, bigger and more beautiful than the previous roses, not only purple, but also crimson, gold, orange and so on. Petals have also increased several layers, which are more crystal clear under the erosion of rain. They chatted for a long time. One of them is like a queen flower, which is not only surprisingly large, but also different petals show different colors and are as gorgeous as a rainbow. As soon as she spoke, everyone was quiet. She shook the graceful corolla, rolled the petals back, and caught a few sparkling water drops, which flew directly into the sky and finally fell into the sky. After half a ring, the echo of "Hip-Hip" sounded in the sky. Several red-crowned cranes appeared in the sky. One of their wings fluttered gracefully, and the other was deeply trapped in the white clouds like a cotton ball, and slowly flew to the rose valley with the white clouds. At the back end of the white clouds, there is a red-crowned crane with a big sunflower in its mouth, just like holding a canopy for someone.

The white clouds stopped beside me. I saw Aria lying on the cloud bed. The big petals of sunflower blocked the raindrops for her. The center of the disc was inlaid with colorful gems, including jasper, sapphire, agate, topaz, amethyst and aquamarine ... The colorful halo reflected Aria's face more beautifully. She closed her eyes and held a rare bunch of white roses in her hand. What happened to her? What happened?

"Ayi Milla, UELA, come on!" At the command of the rose, all the roses shook the corolla together and lifted the petals to the sky. At this time, the rain stopped and countless floating rose petals formed a rainbow in mid-air. Different colors spread bright and colorful brilliance in the golden sunshine after the rain, reaching the sky. In all directions, flying butterflies came slowly under the attraction of the rainbow, danced lightly, and kissed her forehead one by one on the top of her head. Finally, aria opened her eyes, smiled and called me in a weak voice, "Cam." Pass me the white roses. I suddenly felt a fever in my heart and a lump in my throat. For the first time in seven years, I stammered "Ouch!" "

"Ha ha ha" Red-crowned crane dances its slender * * *, "Oh yeah-oh yeah-oh yeah" rose cheers. The sky is full of petals, and the flowers are dancing like butterflies, sparkling and agile.

From then on, the flowers in the Rose Valley will be in full bloom in all seasons, and every month they will show different colors, such as light yellow, deep red, deep burgundy or even deep purple, blue, green or reddish yellow, with white background and yellow spots. The most wonderful thing is that the dense thorns on the rose quietly melted in the rain and blood flowing that day, leaving only a few big thorns that broke at once. So they got a new name-Chinese rose.

Many years passed, and I was admitted to Beijing Forestry University to study botany, and then I stayed there to teach. I can easily identify hundreds of kinds of Chinese roses and roses, and I am familiar with the characteristics, cultivation and uses of each kind of Chinese rose or rose. But I can't communicate with them anymore. I almost forgot the rose words of that year, except for one sentence. It will sing in its heart for a long time: "Ayi Milla, UELA, ah, hurry up!" The meaning of this sentence is:

"Aria-

I love her! "

Lamoure and Rose