After Qingming, it has entered the end of April, the sun is shining, the spring is strong, the willow full of young leaves is dancing in the breeze, brushing my face, tickling my heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info I reached out and grabbed the willow branch, chose a little finger thick, broke it and held it in my hand to look at it, and the depression in my chest was swept away.

I'm going to make a bark whistle out of this willow branch.

In the past month or so since Uncle Liang returned to the city, I have rarely been happy and extremely depressed.

Pick-up is even more than me. At first, those two days happened to coincide with Saturday and Sunday, with me at home, he was nothing, I went back to school early on Monday morning, he was like a lost soul, and the drunkard drank with him and couldn't arouse his interest, muttering that he wanted to find the master to find the master, but the drunkard had no choice but to get him drunk ruthlessly. My mother was very worried, so she came to the school to tell me on the day of the market. My already bad mood was even more depressed. Finally, on Saturday, I ran to Mr. Wu's temple to find the ghost animal toad, took it home and handed it to him. With the company of ghost animals and eaglets, plus my three-inch incorruptible tongue, it was not easy to appease him. Now that more than a month has passed, he has slowly settled down.

A bark whistle, as the name suggests, is a whistle made from the bark of a tree. A well-done bark whistle can play a variety of bird calls, and it can also play relatively simple songs, which is very beautiful and fun.

This is a few of the must-make toys for me and Huang Shiren every spring. Bark whistles are also only made in spring. Spring is the vigorous period of tree growth, with sufficient water, the bark and the core of the tree are not too tightly adhered to the wood, and it is easy to peel off the bark completely without damage. (In the early years, there were many mud-walled houses in our village, and the roofs were covered with cedar bark.) In order to peel off the whole high-quality fir bark, it is necessary to cut down the fir trees in the early spring and early summer. Of course, not all branches can be used as bark whistles, only those with straight and tough branches and thin skin. For example, willow branches, sandalwood branches, purple bark branches, and so on.

I leaned against the windowsill in the hallway, and after cutting the section of the willow branch with the knife I carried with me, I carefully cut it about an inch from the section.

This cut is very particular, light and important, and it is necessary to cut the bark completely without hurting the wood. Because the bark is not completely broken, and the wood is injured severely, the whole bark cannot be removed, and the bark whistle cannot be made.

After cutting, I pinched the front end of the bark with my hand, and twisted it gently, and the bark with sufficient moisture snapped softly, completely separated from the wood without breaking or hurting. I was very satisfied, gently pulled the whole circle of bark off the wood, scraped the incision a little thinner, put it in the mouth and pressed it slightly with my teeth, blew gently, made a beeping chirp, the sound was crisp and moist and with spring, I increased my breath and tried, the voice was a little hoarse, took it off and scraped it with a knife.

I tried to blow it a few times again, and it felt almost the same, so I blew the tune of "Three Disciplines and Eight Attentions" along the corridor to my mother's house, and there were classmates smiling at me all the way, I didn't care, I just learned all kinds of bird calls.

When I was about to get to the door, I deliberately "cuckoo cuckoo" blew very loudly, and saw Ou Yujiao running out with a happy face, she thought that there was really a bird flying to the door, and saw that I was blowing a bark whistle, yelling at her to ask, I wanted to tease her, Ou Meiyu leaned out, held a letter in her hand, and raised it to me and said: "Someone has written to you, take a look." ”

Who will write to me? I was stunned for a moment, and immediately thought that she might be lying to me, and was about to ignore her, and the mother who was stir-frying on the coal stove in the room said: "The letter was sent by the postman during the second class in the morning, and the postmark address is the provincial capital, it should be written by your Uncle Liang, I guess there is something to explain to you, take a look." ”

"Uncle Liang wrote?" It's quite possible. I gave the bark whistle to Ou Yujiao, and she didn't think I was dirty, so she stuffed it into her mouth and blew it.

I took the letter from Ou Meiyu's hand, and saw that the front of the envelope was written with a pen: Yang Manxiang, a teacher from Sangongqiao District Middle School in Yangdong County, Yangzhou City, transferred Meng Xianghong to collect it, and the handwriting was neat, not Uncle Liang's handwriting. There is no sender's address underneath, but the address is written in detail, and a stamped eight-cent stamp is affixed to the upper right corner of the envelope.

This is the first personal letter I have ever received in my life. I couldn't help but get a little excited. Everyone will encounter countless firsts in their lives, some of which are not enough to pay attention to, and are sealed in the depths of memory over time, some of which are forgotten and cannot be remembered at all, while some are deeply memorable, remembered from time to time, vividly remembered, and never forgotten.

This letter to me belongs to the latter.

I carefully tore open the seal, pulled out the letter paper folded into a square, and unfolded it to find that there was a smaller sealed square inside, which read, "Meng Xianghong personally dismantled" five big characters, I recognized it as Uncle Liang's handwriting, I couldn't help but jump in my heart, picked it up and looked at it, stuffed it into my pocket, and then looked down to browse the unfolded letterhead.

The letter was written to me by Uncle Guan, and she told me that she and Uncle Liang had gone to work and that everything was fine. She works in the archives of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, which is relatively easy, and Uncle Liang works in the criminal investigation detachment, which is relatively busy, and sometimes she can't see anyone for a few days.

Guan Boniang revealed a strong feeling of longing in the letter, she said that she dreamed of Xinghua Village almost every night. She especially told me to study hard, and at the same time not to forget to go back on Sunday to see Picky and Kitty Hawk, etc., before she wrote that Uncle Liang's letter was very important and should not be disclosed to others, and told me to take it seriously.

At the end of the letter, I was asked to say hello to my mother and mother-in-law, and to write the address below.

I raised my head and met the inquiring gaze of Ou Meiyu, who was placing the dishes and chopsticks on the table, I smiled at her, handed her the letter, and said in her mouth: "What should I read the letter that Uncle Liang gave you?" But he reached out and took the letter.

My mother fried the dishes and brought them to the table, wiped her hands and asked me, "You wrote to you in a special letter, what's the matter?" ”

Before I could answer, Ou Meiyu, who had already finished reading the letter, stuffed the letter paper into her mother's hand and said, "Look, there must be something, and it's not a good thing." I said monkey, don't make anything happen to you, since I met you, my mother and I are about to have a heart attack, and I will expel you if something happens, and you can't afford to frighten my mother if you keep going like this. ”

I was stunned for a moment, very embarrassed. Yes, since I recognized my mother the year before last, there have indeed been several things, coma, fights, and disappearances, one after another, which really scared my mother and Sister Meiyu, no wonder she was angry.

Her mother reprimanded her: "What nonsense are you talking about? Xianghong, you ignore her. You can ignore other people's affairs, if you Uncle Liang has something, no matter how difficult it is, you have to do it, and the master has something to do with the disciples. Master, Master, like Master and Father, it is the same as Father, respect for the Master, and you can't lose it at all! ”

Ou Meiyu pouted and protested dissatisfiedly: "Mom, are you still my own mother?" Why is he used to sheltering him and helping him? You're too patriarchal, aren't you? ”

My mother ignored her, handed the letter to me after reading it, and said, "Listen to the tone of your Uncle Guan Niang's letter, it should be that your Uncle Liang has something important to tell you, not what you want to do." Hey, you, Uncle Guan, they've been gone for a month, right? ”

"It's been more than a month." I replied.

No wonder she misses it so much. Alas! People have feelings, they have lived at home for more than ten years, and their neighbors have been with each other for more than ten years, how can they forget it? ”

My mother sighed with emotion, and was stunned and greeted: "Eat, eat, take a nap, and have to go to class!" Especially Meiyu, there are only two months left before the graduation exam, you must hurry up during this time, if you can't get into high school, I see what kind of cheeky talk you have! ”

Ou Meiyu snorted nonchalantly and said, "Don't worry!" If I can't get into high school, you'll just sweep me out of the house! ”

She's not bragging. Since the resumption of gaokao admissions last year, the school ethos has changed a lot, and the school has tests every month and quarter. There are more than 130 people in the three classes of our school's junior high school, and she is in the top three in each subject in each unified examination.

After lunch, I returned to my residence, read Guan Boniang's letter carefully, and then took out the letter in the letter and put it on the table.