White paper and flower paper

After saying that the white paper was painted as a world famous painting, he was transferred to a famous foreign museum for a permanent collection. The manager of the museum, Kaidi, loved this famous painting. In addition to dispatching more than a dozen guards to guard the famous paintings on weekdays, he also used a few inches of thick code steel plate to seal the paintings in the night. of.

The white paper understands that this Caddy is very fond of his own care, and his heart is sweet, and he is just a gathering place for everyone's eyes. The sense of honor that attracted the attention of the people and the supremacy made him reluctant to stay in the museum that was not seen in the sky for a lifetime. Whenever the museum's door opens, the crowds of people come to see the honor of this famous painting and enjoy the smell of ink that comes out...

However, there are very few people who know how to appreciate famous paintings. Most tourists come to the museum just to prove that they have witnessed the world famous paintings, so people will not stop in front of this picture for too long, and soon fly again. I went to other famous exhibits to enjoy. The white paper painting that can be favored by Kaidi was a bit puzzled at the moment. He silently protested: "Why do I get only a glimpse of the tourists, they put me in the first place, and the honor I got should not be more More? The world famous paintings must be more appreciated!"

Until the night fell, the museum's gates were closed heavily, the brilliant lights were extinguished, and the white paper was again closed by heavy steel plates. Every day, never changed, but this is not the will of the white paper itself? He has nothing to say.

Tonight, it was the 80th birthday of the curator of the museum. He invited his wife and children, relatives and friends to come to the pavilion to celebrate. The gifts wrapped in flowers and papers were piled up in laughter. Eighty-year-old Shou Xing Weng, before the flower paper was scattered all over the floor, everyone shook the champagne and violently shook it. The carbon dioxide in the champagne was not sent out, only a single order, ten champagnes came out, the smell of champagne Filling every corner of the museum, almost all the statues in the museum are also intoxicated...

After a long time, a black shadow gradually moved to the frame sealed by the steel plate, carefully pressed the password, opened the door, and the white paper was just awakened, he thought it was coming in the morning. However, the person he met was not the curator he was familiar with, but the 18-year-old son of the curator. The man who was thief-eyed, the white paper would never forget. It turned out to be a day defense night defense, the family thief is difficult to prevent! Where is the curator? How can he allow this to happen? I saw that the 80-year-old man slept peacefully on the ground, and his snoring sound accompanied him into a beautiful dream. I believe he will not wake up tonight.

White paper hopes that he can make a sound and wake others up, but he can't do it anyway, just waiting for people to arbitrarily slaughter. The man carefully removed the famous painting and wrapped it with pieces of paper scattered all over the floor in order to cover up his crime of stealing a thief. The museum's door was opened again, and it was gently closed. The man hugged the famous painting, and God quickly boarded his car and fled the scene.

In the car, the paper can finally talk to the white paper. Hua paper asked: "White paper, in fact, would you like to leave the museum like this?"

The white paper faced the already ruined flower paper, which seemed a bit contemptuous. He said, "I certainly don't want to. In the museum, I am a guest of the audience. I am willing to stay there forever!"

Hua paper said: "Do you really want to? I used to see you in the museum. People who come and go do treat you as a famous painting, but what you paint on it, the author should express the author. What kind of artistic conception, there are very few people who can see it. They just know that they have seen a famous painting with their own eyes. However, there is not only one exhibit in the museum, so they will quickly abandon you and look at it with the same eye. Other exhibits, so you are willing?"

The white paper was angry and said with scorn: "What are you? It's just a piece of paper. If you run out of it, you won't be thrown into the trash can? Then you can't use it on the gift packaging again, and then repeat the same mistakes. I don't Again, at least I have been praised and appreciated, then what about you? You are nothing!"

Hua paper couldn't talk to him, and in the heart of sympathy, he was speechless in the face of this arrogant white paper. However, the wheels of the car kept turning and moving toward an unknown place.

The morning light was first exposed, and the soft sunshine shone on every sleepy face. The old man blinked and looked around. He looked at the storage position of the famous painting at first sight. His face suddenly became pale and sat awkwardly. On the ground, I thought: I was too big, and even the chess was bad, and he was put together. How to do it? Should be righteous, or ......

The flower paper was solved again, and it was torn into pieces and thrown into the trash can. The man took out the white paper and gave a strange light to his eyes. The mouth whispered: "Ha ha! Developed!" The man did not protect and deal with it. The experience of famous paintings, he put the famous painting on the wooden table, but he went to take the cup and pour it. As I walked, I said to myself: "I don't have to drink any more water this time. I want to drink the most expensive beer in the world. I don't know what the taste of whiskey is. Is it good for people? It seems that 76 years of red wine is more tasteful, haha. !"

The furnishings in the house were messy, and the crippling crisis was everywhere. The man accidentally poured a large glass of water on the white paper.

"Well, what should I do? No more remedy, the painting will be dissolved, and the money will be ruined!" The man shouted: "Right, dry it with fire!"

The man did not have to think about it, he took the candle that had been fired, and carefully dried the flame slowly under the famous painting. The man thought: This time it was saved! But he immediately saw that the drawing paper was darkened by the flames and turned into a big hole.

"Ah! It’s on fire! The famous painting is gone!" The man shouted again.

The fate of a generation of famous paintings was drowned in the raging fire and buried in the fire! In the paper of the trash can, see the fate of the white paper, not to sigh helpless...