Hope the little boy on the tree

Loneliness is a little boy. He has no parents. At the moment he blinks, he is at the door of an orphanage.

As time goes by, loneliness grows up. He likes the grandmother Li of the orphanage, Zhang Ayi and the dean's mother. In addition to speaking a few words with these three people in his life, he is talking to the flowers, the grass, the tree, and talking to himself.

Loneliness likes to plant flowers and grass. When you meet someone, you will also say some weird words. For example, "Only when you talk to flowers and plants, they will grow up!" "There is an elf in the peach blossom, it will always guard you!" "Love is the sun flower Smile!" "The purple trumpet will show the most fascinating photos!" and so on. Sometimes people think that there is a problem with loneliness, so when he was born, his parents threw him at the door of the orphanage.

Lonely planted a seed every day. On this day, he planted a seed called Hope Tree and said a lot to the seed. However, the seeds did not germinate as scheduled.

The next day, the third day passed, and until the fortieth day, there was still no germination. Lonely has always insisted on talking to the tree of hope, but hope that the tree does not sprout. So, he placed a pot of long-necked flowers next to the tree of hope, hoping that the seeds would germinate, and the stubborn seeds still did not germinate.

On this day, I found that the yellow-tailed bird kept calling on the flowerpot with the hopeful tree. After a while, the green buds really came out, and the lonely babies carefully listened to the yellow-tailed birds. It turns out that they are talking and communicating. Lonely and excited, I rushed over. I hope that the tree has been going up all the time, and I slowly took the loneliness up.

The long-necked flower is not far behind, its neck is getting longer and longer, and it grows to the same height as loneliness. Lonely takes a long neck and a long neck flower jumps into the lonely hand. Lonely sitting in the tree of hope, looking at the long-necked flower, looking at the yellow-tailed bird, could not help but think of his father and mother...

The fifth grade of the 49th Middle School in Urumqi, Xinjiang: Wang Yayi