"The vinegar jar has been overturned, and I won't say a lot of things I want to say......" Leaving these disturbing space message boards, Jun returned to his own space and wrote this sentence by hand.

After posting this, he was still very uncomfortable in his heart, as if there were several thick moths wriggling inside, eating away at the muscles and veins around him. He put down QQ, turned on the music player, played Jay Chou's sad love song, and walked up to the rooftop on the third floor alone as if he was healing himself.

Excluding the stairwell, the third floor is an empty open lawn. Perhaps feeling that the space was empty, Jun Zao set up a parasol with a radius of more than one meter on it, and placed a table underneath, with chairs on both sides of the table, these furniture were all old on the first floor, although a little tattered, but still strong, especially not afraid of wind, sun and rain.

Sitting on a chair, resting his mobile phone on the table, listening to Jay Chou's "Quiet", reaching out to caress the so-called mahogany that was riddled with holes......

In the countryside, the blue sky seems to be the sea that hangs upside down above people's heads, and if it were not for the support of the white clouds, the blue would surely pour down. Jun habitually from the side of the house mango tree, lychee tree and longan tree appreciation, followed by the neem tree and neem tree that want to compete with the sky, if it is high, the trees on the mountain are more comparable, a few years ago the mountain is still a wild mountain, the trees are verdant, full of mystery, now, slender eucalyptus trees rise from the ground, sparse artificial forest makes the mountains become "bald", from this side, the water conservancy facilities above can be found by the naked eye, especially the red and white building materials of the hydropower station, and after the heavy rain, when the floodgates are opened, and you can see the flowing water like a white horse galloping, and Jun who is thousands of meters away, seems to be able to hear the sound of "lala~~".

"Hopefully he's real... I love you more than I do, so I will force myself to leave......"

The lyrics have been sung here, and his mood has been sung to a low point. However, the more depressed and depressed I was, the more I had the urge to chant a poem, and my thoughts flowed out, and I improvised a poem:

"The wind blew gently

Sitting alone on the rooftop, I want to invite the Iraqi people to have a drink

I never thought about it, and called haggard tears

If you want to say goodbye, why be so humble

Please let the sparrow fly to the side

For me who can't fulfill my vows

Pour out bits and pieces of faith

It's a long journey

No matter how lonely you are, you won't be miserable

Because I have had the encouragement and blessings you have given me

You can hold it in the palm of your hand, except for the book you are flipping through

Also, the water of this edge is falling out ......"

Heh, it's been so long, and it turns out that I'm just complaining here alone.

Looking at the sky that is no longer so blue, it is really a kind of drowsy. And just as he was about to doze off, a few familiar "guests" came to the staircase.

"Brother Jun, what are you doing here?" This is Jun's cousin, who is now in the second year of junior high school, is a very good girl, with a cute Lori face, a ponytail, and a playful conversation. On the other side, the one who just smiled and said hello to his cousin was the cousin's brother, and the family of the brother and sister lived next door to the Jun family.

"Look at the scenery, the wind blows, the wind on the roof is very comfortable." Joon replied with a smile.

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"Well, it's really comfortable, Brother Jun will really enjoy it!" The cousin stroked the windswept hair with one hand and agreed with Joon's statement.

"Come and see! Come and see!! The little cousin who was busy on the other side of the roof suddenly let out a cry of joy, which immediately aroused the curiosity of the brothers and sisters, and the servants hurried over.

"What's that? Xiaoou, you made such a fuss. Sister Xiaochang asked disappreciatively.

"Look - the clover I planted has sprouted!" Xiao Ou jumped up with joy, as if he was digging gold out of the mud.

"Shamrock?!" Xiao Chang observed the pot of things that his sister pointed at with an expression of disbelief and disbelief.

"It's winter, is it the season to plant clover?" Jun looked at the happy little sister, and still couldn't help but ask this question.

Hearing his cousin's questioning, Xiaoou was a little unhappy, pursed his lips, and said, "I don't believe you count, one, two, three, just three leaves, and you don't believe me!" ”

"It's not like every grass has exactly three leaves, and it's called 'clover', okay." His cousin Xiaochen, who has always been more taciturn, retorted unappreciatively, looking at his expression, he was very troubled by his sister's naivety.

"Huh? Why not! I sowed the seeds of a clover into it last week, and those seeds were given to me by my classmates, so what would they be if they weren't a clover?! "Xiaoou hates her brother's self-righteous poker face the most, as if she is doing something wrong.

"Brother Jun, do you think this is a clover?" Xiao Chang looked at the grass in the pot, although it was also three leaves, no matter how you looked at it, it didn't look like the kind of clover that she had seen in other places.

"Doesn't Xiaochang feel like a clover?" Joon applauds his sister's calm thinking and questioning.

"Well, it really doesn't feel like it." When Xiao Chang said his thoughts, Xiao Ou on the side was really going to be fried, blushing, listening to Brother Jun if he could give himself a good explanation, and give this pot of "clover" a clean slate.

"I think this pot looks a lot like a clover."

"Really?!" As soon as he heard Brother Jun's words, Xiaoou's eyes lit up again, and Bring~~Bring~~ emitted a bright light of joy.

"Brother Jun, he just said, 'It's quite like', why are you so excited?" Xiaochen, who was tossing the soil in the basin on the side, began to splash his sister's cold water again.

"Like, right, Brother Jun?" Xiaoou is trying to buy Jun with the lethal trick of selling cute at this moment.

"Because there is a kind of grass that has three leaves, just like the clover, I have read it in a book, and it seems to be called 'Trillium'......"

"So this pot should be the so-called 'Trillium'?" Xiao Chang wants to further confirm the truth with Brother Jun.

"Look, I'm not wrong, Xiaoou." Unscrupulous brother, at this time, I still have to come to my sister's book.

"Hmph, I know~~ But, where did all my clover go......" Xiaoou's mood calmed down quickly, and then he was worried about the clover seeds he planted.

"I guess it hasn't started to sprout yet." Joon comforted Xiaoou helplessly.

"Well, Brother Jun is right, Xiaoou, your clover may not start to sprout until spring." My sister is as satisfied as if she has learned a lot of knowledge, encouraging my younger sister who is a little frustrated.

"There must be too many weeds, and the guide zhì shouldn't have grown." Xiaochen poked the mud in the basin with a small shovel.

"What are you doing?" Xiaoou looked very unhappy and reached out to stop her brother's rude behavior.

"Help you loosen the soil, you're so stupid, you can't even understand the reason for loosening the soil, right?" Ignoring his sister's resistance, Xiaochen continued to pick loose and consolidated mud blocks.

"What is loose soil?" Xiaoou scratched his head in confusion.

"Uh~~" The servants let out this speechless reaction in unison.

"Loosening the soil is just sending that dirt, stupid-" Xiao Chang casually gave his sister this explanation.

"Oh, I see." Xiaoou suddenly realized.

"Hey~~ Well, by the way, Brother Jun, I almost forgot, we came up to tell you to go down and eat eggs!" Xiao Chang suddenly remembered an important matter.

"What? Why do you want me to eat eggs all of a sudden? ”

"I don't know, you will know when you go down, it was grandma who asked us to come up and tell you to go down and eat eggs."

"Really?" Jun remembered that it was his birthday in a few days, but he had to go to school to make up for more than a week, and he was just going to spend his eighteenth birthday at school, and it was estimated that his grandmother was going to cook a boiled egg for him in advance.

"Let's go down and eat eggs!" Jun shouted for his brother and sister to go down together.

Look at the smoke rising from the kitchen chimney, and the flowers outside the kitchen window are waiting to be placed. Winter is almost over, and spring, will it be far away......