The little girl's face was round and red, with a thin bead of sweat floating on her little pointed nose, and her thick, long black hair was scattered down to her waist. A white flower pinned to her sideburns, a small emerald green flower stem peeking out of her earlobe, and a few locks of hair poking out of her ears and curling against her sweaty face. She wears a yellow long-sleeved dress and a pair of small leather shoes of the same color.

He stared at her blankly for a moment, beads of sweat running down his head and down his cheeks to his neck.

It's so hot! I feel it with all my heart.

The oncoming sea breeze carried the hot and humid water vapor that could not shake the clothes that were stuck to his body with sweat, and the afterglow of the setting sun shrouded him, and he felt that his face was hot and swollen, and his throat was dry and smoking.

He swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva and walked over.

"You're wearing too much, aren't you?" He said to the little girl, "Look at me, I'm hot with short sleeves!" He held out a finger and nodded at the little girl's arm, "I think you should roll up this sleeve." ”

The little girl turned to look at him.

Although her face is full, her facial contours are clear. A pair of big black eyes, long eyelashes fluttered twice, and the red mouth was slightly upturned, as if angry. But then she laughed, and she unbuttoned the glittering gold on her cuffs, and pulled both sleeves up to her elbows, revealing her little arms like lotus roots.

"That's it!" She straightened her arms and waved them in the sea breeze, "It's hot to me!" ”

Ichishin was happy because his opinion was taken on board right away!

He smiled at the little girl and said, "You wait for me here, and I'll be back at once." ”

He scurried around the passenger lounge, lifted the doors on the deck, descended the wooden ladder, and returned to his little room. There was only one small bed attached to the hull of the boat, and in front of the small bed was a wooden board that could be lowered from the wall and served as a small table. He threw himself on the bed and pulled out a prayer book with a cowhide cover from under his pillow. It was given to him by his mother. To prevent the book from falling apart in the bumps of the voyage, she held it with a golden head rope. Single-mindedly took off the beautiful headband and hurried to the deck.

A short staircase and a few turns, but it seemed so long, and I was urged by a strong sense of uncertainty in my heart to run as fast as I could. Seeing that the little girl was still waiting for him, he was relieved.

"Well," he said, trying to steady his rapid breathing from running, and spread his palms at the little girl, "tie your hair up, it won't be so hot." ”

The little girl looked up at him, and pinched the headband in the palm of her hand with her index finger and thumb, but did not put it on her head.

Yixin hurriedly explained: "This is my mother's, she still has a lot, you can use it, it's okay." ”

The little girl gently twisted the headband between her fingers, and the golden headband shone brightly.

"Well, thank you." She spoke, her voice crisp, but with some hesitation, "But my mother said my head can't blow the wind." She put a small hand behind her back and gently touched the back of her head, "This is it." I always have headaches, so I have long hair to cover it and I can't tie my hair. It's pretty, but I'll give it back to you. She handed the headband back.

I twisted my body and didn't pick it up.

A casual offer was accepted easily and happily, but a sincere gift was rejected, and I was a little disappointed. But he was too young at that time to distinguish the changes in his emotions, and he could only feel a breath in his heart. So he said in a stiff tone: "My father said the opposite of your mother!" He said that he was sick because his body was too weak, and it didn't matter if he followed the wind and rain! Getting drenched in the rain and blowing in the wind can make your body better! Look at me! He puffed up his chest and looked like a big brother: "I don't hide from the wind, I'm not afraid of the rain, and I'm not sick!" ”

The little girl didn't speak, she tilted her head and thought about it, and plucked the little white flower pinned to her ear. She carefully pinched the connection between the flower and the stem, and then wrapped the golden headstring little by little from the receptacle.

I was fascinated by this wonderful new way to play, and I went up to see it.

"Pinch here." The little girl instructed him, "Pinch lightly, don't tear the petals." ”

After a short while, the green stem turned golden, and the little girl tied a bow at the bottom and let go of her hands and pinched the golden stem with two fingers.

"Look!" The flowers trembled slightly in the hot and humid sea breeze, emitting a vague fragrance, "White Jade Golden Cup!" ”

"Dios's glass!" I blurted it out without thinking!

This story is in the prayer book, and his mother read it to him. The gist of the story is that Dionysus is not a good god and that drinking too much will give the wicked an opportunity. But what I remember most clearly is the treasure of the god of wine - the white jade golden goblet. The cup caught the attention of the Shadow Land Witches, who later used it to kill Bacchus. When I listened to the story, I described the treasure in my heart.

"Drink this wine, may it bring you health and joy!" The little girl pretended that the flower was a real white jade gold cup, and she smiled and imitated the adult's toast and brought the flower to Yixin.

Yixin took the cup, brought it to his mouth, raised his head to drink, and then exaggeratedly wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

The two of them burst out laughing!