Thinking of this, Su San hurriedly shouted: "Help, help!" Come on! Help me! ”

Suddenly, there was a hornet who came here to listen to her singing, and she was a die-hard fan.

Seeing that the situation was critical, the hornet immediately flew over and said to Su San: "Sister Su San, don't panic, my hornet brother has rescued you." Immediately afterward, it flew up to the man's back and stung him in the neck, causing a large red bag to swell on the man's neck.

The man was completely blindfolded at this time, and he hurriedly threw away the branch, covered the part stung by the wasp with his hand, and shouted: "Ouch! It hurts me to death. ”

The girl hurriedly came up and held his arm and said, "Forget it, let's go." Stop picking those flowers. It seems that this flower cannot be picked, not only is it protected by butterflies, but it also attracts wasps. ”

The man also said, "Yes! It's really weird, what kind of devil flower is this? ”

The girl hurriedly responded, "Let's get out of here and go back to give you medicine." Don't worry about anything! After saying that, he hurried away with the man.

A crisis was thus resolved.

After Su San's rose flowering period ended, the soul tracking instrument and trap tracked and captured Su San's soul in time, and then, the experimenters who received the signal quickly rushed to the scene and transferred Su San's soul to the core of another rose that had just bloomed.

After repeating this twice, Su San was transplanted to jasmine again.

At this time, Su San had long been accustomed to this unusual fate arrangement, and his mood gradually changed from low, painful and pessimistic to calm and indifferent expectations.

This time, after a heavy rain, a beautiful rainbow appeared in the sky.

For the first time, she felt a little excited to see such a beautiful view, so she decided to let her mood fly.

Su San sang in the tone of Hua Dan Bai Suzhen in the Peking Opera "The Legend of the White Snake":

What a beautiful jasmine flower, the sky is brilliant after the rain.

The fragrance of flowers overflows the branches, fragrant and white people praise.

Through my life over and over again, I came to a new home.

Who said that life is difficult, and the fragrance of flowers is not bad for generations.

At this time, several small bees that were collecting pollen nearby hurriedly "buzzed" after hearing the song.

One of the little bees said, "There's a singing here." What about people? Why didn't I see people? ”

Another little bee said, "Yes." I only heard the voice and didn't see anyone, so I really saw a ghost. ”

Another little bee said, "Otherwise, let's look for her, maybe she's hiding." ”

As soon as they said so, they immediately searched carefully around the area.

After a while, a little bee shouted, "I've found her." It's not people singing, it's flowers singing. ”

When the other bees heard the call, they quickly approached it, and they were all very surprised and said, "What a miracle! Flowers can sing, but this is the first time we've heard of it! ”

Just as the little bees were talking about it, another flower butterfly flew in from afar.

Seeing the little bees making a fuss, the flower butterfly said disapprerovingly, "Hi! What's so strange about that. When I was a caterpillar when I was a child, I heard adults say: There is a kind of flower that sings, like a rose or something. It's just that I haven't seen it with my own eyes since I grew up. However, this time I met it, but unfortunately it was not a rose but a jasmine. Maybe there will be more flowers to sing in the future. ”

A little bee said on a whim: "Then how about we immediately collect this singing pollen and spread it to other flowers, so that more flowers can sing?" ”

The other bees chimed in, almost without thinking, "That's a good idea." Let's do it! ”

So, these troubled little bees flew to Su San's body, wanting to collect all Su San's pollen in one go, and this reckless behavior may hurt Su San's soul hidden in the flower core.

Su San hurriedly shouted, "Hey, hey! What are you doing? Stop, you're going to kill me. Stop dreaming! Even if you spread my pollen to other flowers, other flowers won't sing. I'm the singing rose you are talking about, and I've run to this jasmine. If you want to listen to the song, just come to me every day to listen to it, I welcome it at any time! Good no good? ”

After listening to Su San, the bees stopped.

A little bee cautiously said, "What you said is true?" Didn't lie to us? ”

Another little bee also said, "You must not be stingy, afraid that we will collect more of your pollen, so you deliberately said that, right?" ”

Su San hurriedly said, "I definitely didn't lie to you. If I lie to you, it's a puppy, no, a bed bug, a fart bug. If you don't believe me, then spread the little pollen left on my petals to a nearby flower and see if it sings. Do you think singing is such a simple thing? ”

The little bee who came up with the idea still didn't give up and said, "Then I'll try again as you say." ”

Then, it carefully collected the pollen from Su San's petals, and then flew to another jasmine flower not far from the jasmine tree to sprinkle pollen.

Then the little bee said to its friends, "Go." In two days, we'll come back and see if the new pollinated jasmine will sing. When the time comes, we will know if she deceived us or not. With that, it flew away with the other bees.

However, the flower butterfly did not fly away, and it asked Su San like a curious baby: "Are you really the rose that used to be singing?" Aren't you long dead? How did you come up to this jasmine again? ”

Su San laughed and said, "Who said that people can't be resurrected when they die, and they can't be reborn when they die?" There are so many things you don't know in this world, what's so strange? ”

Flower Butterfly was sweating profusely when asked, and stammered in defense: "Well, then, how did you change from a rose to a jasmine again?" ”