Experiencing the blue summer of self-inflicted evil, the moon has no time to take care of others, finds a quiet place, chews on the past, and looks for the marks that belong to the stars of my parents in my memory.

When I grew up, when I was in high school, it was the age when the little girls were spring, their hearts were cute, and the moon was getting sad.

Often, her mother does not allow her to have long hair, and she is called "short hair" is more heroic. And on the grounds of ease of care, she categorically rejected her occasional rebellious resistance, all of which ended in failure.

Moreover, my mother whispered in her ear from time to time: "The moon, it is said that the eighteen changes of the female university, and the more she changes, the better she looks." I look at you, it is also the eighteenth change of the female university, but it is a good flower, and it is gone in the direction of crooked melons and cracked dates. ”

At the same time, Mama Fu looked up and down, and glanced around the moon with disdain.

The moon didn't refute either, only secretly whitened her after her mother turned around, and whispered in her heart: That's not the good gene you inherited!

Of course, this great rebellion, the moon only dares to secretly be lewd and entertain itself, but it does not dare to exit no matter what.

In fact, when I was a child, the moon was a little pink beauty that everyone loved and bowed her head when she saw flowers.

To borrow the cruel words of my mother from time to time: I have grown up, and I have grown up!

Countless times, the root of the moon's hated teeth itched: Is this my own mother?

Once, when the moon overheard her mother gossiping with others, the two mentioned that today's children are difficult to manage, and when they can avoid the problem of early love, the mother smiled and happily shared her experience.

Mom's words are conclusive, and her secret to parenting is. The non-stop blow to the child's self-confidence makes her ashamed of herself, so that she stays away from the boy. Retreat from early love.

After speaking, my mother still looked a little proud.

The moon hiding in the shadows is extremely angry: it turns out that the reason why my mother spares no effort to hit herself, how to become ugly, and how to become ugly, did not inherit her beauty, but to weaken her self-confidence.

Thereafter. Every time my mother strikes the moon again, she returns the color.

"Little old lady, you humiliate your own daughter day and night. Looks inferior to people, believe it or not, your daughter and I, in minutes. Belch...... No! Then I will find you a little son-in-law to come to the door, so that you can see the charm of your daughter, and her true face of her wishful husband? At that time, I think you will dare to be so unscrupulous and arrogant?"

Ha ha.......

Hearing this, the mother was extremely angry, gritted her teeth hatefully, squeezed out the two words from between her teeth, and viciously bit the words: "You dare!"

A threat to mom. The moon ignored it, clattering ....... crunchy apples. Bian smiled evilly: "If you dare, I dare!"

Hee-hee...... Flee the scene.

Sporadic words

When I was a child, every month when I lay on my father's back, my father would always say softly: "Moon, you are a little chubby, getting heavier and heavier, and my father is very difficult to carry it." ”

The little moon seemed to understand whether she understood or not, and coaxed sweetly: "Dad, when you grow old, when I grow up, I will carry you." ”

Dad smiled happily, like a spring breeze, and continued to tease the moon: "Then, when you grow up, will you earn money for Dad to spend?"

Moon thought for a moment, nodded seriously, and replied, "Yes." Give mom and dad a lot of money every month. ”

Hearing this, my father was even more happy, as if the white banknotes were close in front of him, and he was carried by his daughter.

One day, my parents went out to find my lost sister Sun, and threw the moon in the care of my grandmother.

Often, the moon tugged on Grandma's arm and asked her to play with her for a while, but Grandma excused herself.

On that day, the moon was extremely angry, and she was angry with her grandmother for no reason, pursed her lips, and said angrily: "Grandma, when I grow up and become a mother, I will stay at home every day and guard my children." ”

Later, when my parents returned home, my grandmother excitedly relayed this to them.

After that, I warned my parents with worry: The moon is alone, too alone, and the chance of finding the sun is extremely slim, so it is better to pour more energy into the moon, so a long speech.

That night, Mom and Dad summoned the moon, who was lying alone, to the same bed and sandwiched it in the middle.

"Moon, when you grow up, do you have any ideals?"

"I just want to stay together as a family and never leave me. ”

That night, my mother seemed to open the conversation, and she talked a lot with the moon, most of which she couldn't understand at that time.

Since then, every three or five days, my mother will sleep with the moon, and the mother and daughter will lie side by side, gossiping.

Meteor watching at night.

One day, while watching TV, the weather forecast reminds that there will be a large-scale meteor shower tonight, which is rare in many years.

"Dad, what is a meteor shower?" asked the moon as she lifted her childish little face and grabbed Dad's arm.

Dad thought about it, touched the moon's head, and replied seriously: "On other planets, some children are as naughty as our moon and sun, sneaking out to play while their parents are not paying attention." ”

"Oh. The moon seemed to understand or not, and clapped her hands excitedly: "Then I want to play with them." ”

"I want it too, I want it too. The sun followed and pouted, lest he leak himself.

The moon turned her head and glared at the sun angrily: everything is coaxed, annoyed to death!

"But the meteor is hanging in the sky!" said Dad.

"Then let them come down with us, won't we?"

"They're busy. Well, in the middle of the night, Dad wakes you up, and let's watch the meteor shower together, okay?"

"Okay, yes!" the moon and the sun responded in unison, although they didn't understand Dad's words, but they longed for the unknown.

Before going to bed, my father covered the two of them with a quilt, and the moon was not at ease, pestering my father: "Dad, let's pull the hook, don't play tricks, remember to wake me up in the middle of the night, whoever cheats is a puppy." ”

Dad smiled helplessly, reached out and hooked the moon's little hand, and promised: "Okay." If you're too lazy to get out of bed, don't blame Dad. The loser learns to bark as a dog, Wang ...... Wang ......"

"Hmm. ”

"Sleep!"

"Are you really going to take your two children to watch the meteor shower together?" the mother stared at the father, unable to believe it. In the eyes of the mother, children can be deceived and coaxed, so why take it seriously!

"Of course, children are very serious, and what they promise them will count. "Dad is very serious about correcting Mom.

Seeing that she couldn't resist her father's persistence, her mother shook her head: "You're just a big child! When the time comes, it's late at night and the weather is cold, remember to wear more clothes." ”

That night, because she couldn't let go of the forgetful and sloppy father and daughter, her mother had to get up from the warm quilt and add clothes to one big and two children.

In the small courtyard, the father hugged the mother, the moon and the sun leaned on the parents, and the four of them guarded the night sky.

That night, which is still unforgettable, there are many meteors, and from time to time they drag their long shining tails to whistle by, swishing ...... One, two......

Countless shooting stars light up the dark night!

It's so dizzying and dazzling that the moon doesn't even have time to make a wish to the mischievous meteors.

It was the only meteor shower that the moon had ever admired in her life, and such a bright night sky had splendidly splendor her life. After that, she didn't dare to watch the meteor shower again, no matter how bewitched by her friends, the moon remained unmoved, because she was afraid to see things and think about people, and remembered the little tail sun that she hated when she was a child. (To be continued.) )