My home

My home

There is a house where no one lives in my house. There is a courtyard of 70 to 80 square meters in the house. When I was a child, my mother and I planted a lot of flowers in the yard. I didn’t appreciate the flowers at the time, just enjoying the process.

The first time I really saw flowers, it was a few days before the beginning of Xiaosheng. The huge learning pressure and the large stack of test papers made me breathless. My mother saw my heartache and said, "Don't review it today, go play."

I walked out of the house and unwittingly went to the other house, pushing the door open and rushing to the face with a faint fragrance. When I came closer, it turned out to be the new jasmine that my mother bought. Suddenly the pressure of learning and the distress of life, all disappeared, and went inside, suddenly there was a flower and grass. The colors of the flowers vary, the red is like fire, the powder is like the glow, the white is like the snow, and the words are sweet.

I lay on the lawn, here is the rose, there is jasmine, all kinds of flowers and some grassy smell brewed in the slightly moist air.

I rolled on the grass, I was catching butterflies in the flowers, the grass was like a carpet on the floor. The butterfly in the flower is like an inorganic superb dancer.

The flowers in full bloom, if only the flowers of the mother are inevitably monotonous, some wildflowers are scattered in the grass, and they are like the eyes like the stars.

When I was immersed in the world of birds and flowers, my mother suddenly cried: "The army is raining." My thoughts were pulled back and slowly returned home.

The first day of Qixing Middle School, Tongshan County, Xuzhou, Jiangsu Province: Xie Jun