Warm Lotus, written by Tang Tang! This is an article about Sleeping Dust Lake, Willow Branches, Xu, Warm Lotus Morning Tea and Lotus. It used to be in children's literature!

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( 1)

Inside, my grandfather quietly closed his eyes.

Outside the house, a lotus in a big water tank under the window, I don't know when its roots and leaves are gone.

Now this yard is really empty.

I lived here for a while when I was young, when there were three or two families living in the yard. Later, people felt shabby and moved out one by one. Four or five years ago, only my grandfather was left.

After grandma left, grandpa was left alone in the yard.

Grandpa faces a closed wooden door, several doors and even black fungus every day. He planted some vegetables and flowers in the yard. Vegetables are green and flowers are red. But the yard is still empty.

The lotus in the big water tank blooms every year.

That lotus flower blooms well. Grandfather once told me that it suddenly came out of the water tank on a crimson evening. When did that happen? It's been more than fifty years.

For more than fifty years, it has been in this big water tank. Four or five Zhang Yuanyuan lotus leaves, only one lotus flower a year, and there are all the year round. It's just that most of the time it's in bud.

Grandpa used to stand in the house, open the window and look down, and you could see it.

When my grandfather saw it, it opened quickly, like a girl's face smiling on her back. The petals are pink at the bottom and white at the top, which is very beautiful and exquisite.

Everyone says that this lotus is spiritual and only likes my grandfather.

How can there be such a strange thing in the world? My mother said that my grandmother envied me once in a while.

I'm not very interested in it. From small to large, what I saw was almost in the bud, always indifferent and listless. Unless my grandfather accompanied me to watch, even if he casually stood behind me, the drooping buds immediately opened one by one with their heads tilted and became sweet smiles.

Grandpa naturally loves it.

If you have anything, just push the window and have a look. When you are happy, depressed, lonely and sad, talk to it one by one. Lotus can't speak naturally, but it will look at him quietly with its face upturned. It loves to listen, understands and shares everything he says.

No wonder my grandfather refused to leave this dilapidated yard.

I don't think he wants to leave this lotus.

However, this lotus, which had lived in the yard for fifty or sixty years, suddenly disappeared on the day my grandfather closed his eyes. Just like 50 or 60 years ago, it suddenly appeared.

Everyone said that someone must have stolen it.

When my grandfather was still alive, people dared not think about it. When he died, the greedy man took the opportunity to do it. It's really an unusual lotus. Who doesn't want it?

(2)

More than a year after my grandfather died, I went back to the yard.

The yard is even more dilapidated. There are no weeds at the knees, and messy dead leaves are flying on the ground, making a lonely "cable" sound. The damp wooden door is covered with fungi and moss. There are several rooms standing in a daze, which may collapse in the blink of an eye.

The big water tank is still there. When I approached it, I naturally thought of a lotus flower and the way it looked up and smiled at my grandfather. I can't help sighing. Can the person who stole him see its charming smile? Maybe never. So will he get angry and throw it away?

My mind was wandering, and someone patted me on the shoulder behind me. Looking back, it was a woman in a white coat and a long pink dress, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with clear and melancholy eyes.

She said flatly, "If I told you that I was once a lotus in this jar, would you believe it?"

I shook my head.

She said, "I really am."

Her sincere and sad eyes don't look like a joke, but how can I believe such a thing in broad daylight?

She added, "I want to tell you a story. Because I need your help. "

She took my hand, her hand was warm and soft, and there was warm sweat in it. We sat on a mossy stone by the big water tank. Her story begins with—

Her name is Herry Liu.

Liu Zhi grew up in this yard, and she is the child in this yard.

More than 50 years ago, there were seven or eight families living in the yard, and a dozen children made a scene in the yard. The best child with Herry Liu is Qi Mu, who is two years older than her. She called him Brother Qimu. They often play house games. He is the groom and she is the bride. At the age of seventeen, she quietly made a decision in her heart to be his real bride in the future.

Unfortunately, when Qi Mu was twenty years old, he walked for no reason and fell down. I can't recognize the willow branches when I wake up.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Herry Liu."

"Oh, willow branches."

As soon as he turned around, he didn't recognize him. Strangely, he didn't forget anyone in this world, except Liu Zhi, who played with him since childhood.

Willow branches are in such a hurry.

Two years later, Muji's condition has not improved at all, and he still can't recognize willow branches. His parents have begun to plan his marriage.

Willow branches often appear in front of him, and he shows the expression of meeting for the first time.

"Who are you, please?"

"I am Liu Zhi."

"Oh, Liu Zhi, nice to meet you."

After a while, I blinked and forgot.

Qi Mu is getting married, and the bride is a girl ten miles away. It is said that the bird that can recite poems, draw pictures and embroider can simply chirp.

"Brother Qimu, you can't marry her." Liu Zhi couldn't help shouting at Muji.

"Why?" Muji looked surprised.

"You should marry me." Liu Zhi blushed when she said this.

"But I don't know you." Wood well laughed.

What are we doing? What are we doing? There's nothing I can do. Willow branches are going crazy.

There are still 40 days before Qi Mu gets married. That night, in Herry Liu's dream, a fairy in a flying suit appeared, wearing a purple veil and stepping on purple clouds.

She said to Liu Zhi: There is a broken tile in the vacant room in the easternmost part of your yard. Every afternoon at 3: 00 15, a beam of sunlight leaks through the cracks in the tiles. If you stand in the sun, it will slowly turn to dust ... you will go to a beautiful lake called Sleeping Dust Lake. You wash your hands with its water. Remember, only wash your hands. Wash your hands, close your eyes and come back early. In your hand, there will be ten small lotus flowers called warm lotus flowers. Soak this warm lotus in boiling water one day and give it to your Qi Mu every morning when the dew is still wet. You must remember that a person can only sleep in Dust Lake three times in his life.

"What will happen if you drink it?" Willow branches quickly asked.

The fairy said, "drink, drink, he may remember what he forgot."

"Maybe?"

"Yes, it's just possible."

Whether this dream is true or not, Liuzhi will try.

At three o'clock the next afternoon, she walked into the east room.

The door of the house is broken and leaning against the wall. The broken window was closed and very dark. Every step you take, you may bump into a tangled spider web, and the fleeing spider will accidentally bump into your face. If it weren't for a beam of sunlight leaking through the cracks in the tiles, it would really be a terrible place.

Sunlight leaking from the joints of ceramic tiles is orange, warm and transparent. Countless dust whirled and danced in it. Willow branches stand gently in its arms. She could feel the dust on her face, and her nose, cheeks and forehead itched.

Then her body suddenly became lighter, and she really turned into a piece of dust! She dances and spins like other dust. She is dizzy and can't see anything. The world is just a bright and bright mass. She can't help being plundered by helpless fears.

I don't know how long it has been, but she feels as if she left it somewhere.

So she timidly opened her eyes. She is not dust, but the first willow branch.

At the moment, she is sitting by the lake. Sometimes the lake is blue, sometimes it is green, sometimes it is purple ... On the water waves, there are wisps of mist, which are fluttering and erratic.

Is this Sleeping Dust Lake? So beautiful that she forgot to breathe.

Of course, she didn't forget to wash her hands.

She crouched by the lake, bent down and put her slender white hand into the lake. The lake is warm. For an instant, a strange feeling spread all over her body from her fingertips, and she couldn't help shivering slightly.

After washing, she closed her eyes Sure enough, she returned to the yard.

Then every finger of hers began to itch and heat, and turned red in an instant.

Liu Zhi looked at his hand nervously. Can it really open a lotus flower?

Just thinking, two thumbs, "snapping", each opened a lotus. Small, only two centimeters high, light purple, transparent, with subtle light and strange fragrance.

Then, with a click, two orange lotus flowers appeared on each finger, which were also transparent and shining with a faint luster.

"Bang bang", two little blue lotus flowers.

"Snapping", two small white lotus flowers.

Finally, the fingertips of the two middle fingers snapped and opened a Bai Lianhua.

The fingers of the willow branches bloom ten wonderful flowers in an instant. She froze, her mouth was open, her teeth were beautiful, and the light in her eyes matched the lotus.

Yes, she wants to pick lotus flowers one by one. Her finger stung when picking flowers, and she bit her lip gently without saying a word.

She wrapped the picked lotus in a handkerchief and put it in a cosmetic box.

The next morning, she put a purple lotus into the cup early, brewed it with boiling water, and waited anxiously for Qi Mu to come out of the room.

Qimu likes to get up early and look at the flowers, grass and birds in the yard.

Oh, he came out of the house and into the yard!

Herry Liu came to him with a teacup: "Brother Qi Mu, have a cup of tea."

"Who are you, please?"

"I am Liu Zhi."

"Oh, Herry Liu, why did you invite me to tea? I'm not used to drinking tea in the morning. " Muji said with a smile.

"Just take a sip." I'm afraid he won't drink, and the willow branches stamp their feet.

"Well, have a drink."

Qi Mu picked up the teacup, took a sip, and his face suddenly showed surprise: "What kind of tea is this?" Ah, a lotus? It is delicious. It smells good. I've never had such good tea. Where did you get the lotus? "

Herry Liu just laughed. "Do you like to drink. I'll make you a cup every day. "

"Is there such a good thing? Oh, that's very kind of you. Excuse me-name? " Qi Mu gulped down the rest of the tea.

"I am Liu Zhi." Willow branches said it again sadly.

For the next nine days, Herry Liu made Qi Mu a cup of lotus morning tea.

Ten warm lotus flowers were soaked, and Qi Mu didn't think he had forgotten anything. So Liu Zhi went to Sleeping Dust Lake for the second time.

The fingers washed in the sleeping lake of dust have blossomed into small lotus flowers. When picking flowers, my fingers hurt a lot more than the first time, and my little finger bled. ...

When Herry Liu handed the twentieth cup of warm lotus morning tea, he asked, "Brother Qimu, is this tea delicious? Do you recognize who I am? "

"Oh, let me see, it seems familiar. who is it? Who is it? " Wood touched his forehead and couldn't think of anything.

"I am Liu Zhi."

"Oh, willow branches."

Willow branches went to Sleeping Dust Lake for the third time.

Every finger of her was bleeding when picking flowers.

In a blink of an eye, Qi Mu finished the thirtieth cup of lotus seed tea soaked in willow branches.

Liu Zhi asked, "Brother Qi Mu, are you going to get married in a few days?"

"I will get married in ten days. My bride is very beautiful. You must have never seen her. "

Liu Zhi was sour in his heart and said simply, "I should be the one who married you."

"Ha ha, I just know you, how can you get married? You are really joking. "

Willow branches sadly hung down her upturned face. However, at this moment, she believes more than ever that as long as Qi Mu drinks enough lotus tea, he will remember who she is.

I will!

She went to Sleeping Dust Lake for the fourth time.

Although the fairy in the dream told her that a person can only sleep in the dusty lake three times in his life. But she went for the fourth time. She doesn't know what will happen and doesn't care what will happen.

She crouched by the sleeping dusty lake, bent down and washed her hands. The foot slipped inexplicably and the whole person fell into the lake, warm. But when she climbed up, she was cold all over. Wet, she closed her eyes. After a while, she returned to the yard.

There happened to be no one in the yard. It was dusk and purple clouds were flying all over the sky.

And her whole body, like being burned, is boiling hot and painful, and must be watered with cold water. She saw the big water tank at a glance, a water tank full of clear water. She jumped in and never jumped out.

Whether she likes it or not, she turned herself into a lotus flower.

Of course, no one in the yard will know that the willow branches have blossomed into a lotus flower. Her parents don't know, and neither does Qi Mu.

Everyone only knows that on the day when the willow branches disappeared, a lotus flower opened in the water tank under the window of Qimu.

Liu Zhi's parents were eager to find their daughter and never returned to the yard. The space-squeezed cities watched them walk outside the yard. She tried to stop them, but she was just a lotus flower. She can't even talk. How can she stop them?

Ten days later, Qi Mu got married on an auspicious day. The yard was full of laughter and joy, only the lotus hung its head gloomily and was in bud. ...

(3)

The story is almost over here.

I was so sad that I almost cried. "Poor thing, you have been a lotus flower in the water tank for so long!"

"Fifty-eight years, to be exact."

"You must be very sad."

"Sometimes, but also very good. I have seen Qi Mu every day for 58 years. He opens the window and sees me every day. "

"But he doesn't know, you are a willow branch. More importantly, he doesn't even know that you became a lotus because of him! "

"What's so important about this? He just likes me, and I am only open to him. "

"But he just likes your magic lotus."

"yes. He never knew I was a willow branch, but what does it matter? Over the years, he has told me a lot, and I already feel very happy. "

"Is this also happy?"

"yes. Qi Mu is your grandfather. " Herry Liu said, "Your grandfather's name is Xu Qimu."

It's my grandfather.

I nodded. I never knew my grandfather was called my grandfather, but I didn't know his name was Xu.

"However, my grandfather has passed away, and it is incredible that you are still so young and beautiful."

Liu Zhi said with a wry smile, "I learned later that if a person goes to sleep in the Dust Lake for the fourth time, she will turn herself into a lotus. You can't change back to the original appearance until the person you like dies. And it will always be like this, neither old nor dead. This is the dress I wore that day. "

"Wow, that is to say, you are always so beautiful and so young? How enviable! " I cried.

"What is there to envy?" Willow branches bowed their faces and tears overflowed their eyes.

"What's done is done, but I want to live forever, in one hundred and one thousand. So far away from him, but forever. I just feel sad when I think about it. "

Herry Liu raised his face full of tears, unable to hide his sadness. She sobbed and her shoulders twitched.

"I'm like a dead leaf. Although I have no life, I have been hanging on the branch for a long time. Hanging over winter, hanging over spring, hanging over summer, hanging over autumn, hanging over winter ... What else but sadness? "

Willow branches hold my hand, and her hand is wet and sticky because she wiped her tears.

"I ask you to do me a favor, ok? This year, I found a lot of people, but you know, they either don't believe what I said or treat me like a madman. You believe me, don't you? "

"Yes, I believe you."

"I can see it in your eyes, thank you."

I asked, "What do you want me to do for you?"

"Please go to sleep dust lake. I want to drink a cup of warm lotus seed tea. I can't go there anymore. I tried many times, but it turned to dust. It may be because I have been there too many times. "

"Do you have to drink warm lotus seed tea?"

"Yes, you must."

"Why? Because it tastes good? "

"Now I can't tell you, I just need a warm lotus. Will you help me? "

"Yes, but can I do it?"

"Yes, of course."

"All right, then." I have no reason to disagree.

She took my hand and walked to the easternmost house.

This room, which we have called a haunted house since childhood, has an open door, but no one dares to enter.

Even now, I'm a little scared. I followed the willow branches into the room. There are many cobwebs and closed windows in the room, so no light comes in. Only the beam of sunshine leaking from the cracks in the tiles is so warm and transparent, and the dust dancing in it is so lively and happy.

Herry Liu said, "It's a quarter past three."

I stood inside, covered in sunshine.

I heard Herry Liu say, "You can wash a finger with the water from Sleeping Dust Lake. I only need one flower, and that's enough. "

I nodded, my body was light, my brain was dizzy, my eyes were sharp and I couldn't see anything. I feel that I have become a little dust, rising, rising. After a burst of dizziness, my body fell on the soft soil.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was a lake. Is it Sleeping Dust Lake? Really beautiful!

The lake is sparkling, sometimes purple, sometimes blue, sometimes green ... On the lake, it is foggy, chic and elegant, so amazing that people forget to breathe.

Of course, I didn't forget Liu Zhi's orders. I put my finger into the lake. It is really warm. At that time, I had an impulse to put my whole hand in the lake and wash it. Must be very comfortable. However, I remembered that Herry Liu said that my fingers would hurt when picking flowers, so I held back.

Close your eyes and I'll go back to the yard. Herry Liu waited anxiously. When she saw me, she smiled at once.

My fingers, washed by sleeping dust and lake water, began to get hot, itchy and red. The willow looked at it fixedly. "Snapping", a transparent lotus flower blooms at my fingertips, lavender, small figure, exotic fragrance and stunning beauty.

"Please take it off. It hurts a little. Can you hold back? "

"yes." I must have nodded.

It is not easy to pinch warm lotus flowers from your fingertips. I pinched it myself for a while, afraid to take it off for fear of pain.

"If you don't take it off, it will thank you. It's no use thanking you." Liu Zhi said anxiously.

I am cruel and gnash my teeth. I took it off and a sharp stabbing pain spread from my fingers to my whole body. My body trembled involuntarily, and tears rolled down unwillingly.

Liu Zhi hugged me and said, "Thank you, I will remember you."

She held the warm lotus and kissed it with a beautiful smile on her face. The previous melancholy seems to have been cleaned by the bright sunshine. She smiled and boiled the water. Put the lotus into the cup with a smile. Smile and make lotus tea.

Then she sipped while talking to me.

"It's really delicious." She said intoxicated, I really want to have a taste.

She talked a lot about my grandfather's thick black hair, how smart he is when he smiles, how smart he is, how much he likes reading, how good his memory is, how often he recites words, how naughty he was when he was a child, how he drove away the boys who made her cry, and what he said to her in the past 58 years. ...

The tea is finished. Willow branches seem to have finished. She was silent for a while, then smiled and hugged me. Her eyes are clear and happy, and the splendor of dusk seems to have fallen into her eyes.

"For people like me, there is only one way to die, and that is to drink warm lotus tea."

"ah? ! "I cried." How can you be so stupid? "

"No, I'm not stupid at all." Willow looked at me cheerfully, and the corners of her mouth overflowed with happiness. Her smile made me forget my sadness.

"Close your eyes so as not to scare you. Close them quickly. "

I closed my eyes obediently. I heard her say happily, "How nice! I may become a little flower, quietly and forever blooming in front of Qi Mu's grave. Oh, I won't bother him. "

A strong wind blew. Open your eyes again. The willow branches are missing. Purple clouds all over the sky.

I cried softly.

Crying and crying, I remembered that my grandfather once told me that he had drunk lotus tea made by a girl when he was young. This tea is really delicious. He will never forget it, and sometimes he cries when he thinks about it.

How did I forget to say such an important thing? Willow branches will be very happy to hear that!

The next day, I came to grandpa's grave. There are many wild flowers, blue, purple, red and white. Which one is opened by willow branches?

Later, I found a very, very small flower. You can't tell without looking carefully. Pink petals, with a sharp white tip, upturned face, bright and moving, just like at the beginning, Herry Liu looked up at her favorite Qi Mu. Is that her?