"Volika, you play with me~~~" Mo Mo was bored and decided to play with his friends, "Oops, why are you bored again?" Volika smiled lightly and caught Mo Mo who flew over. Woo woo woo, big brother Fu, I beg you, just play with me, okay~~~" Mo Mo began to be coquettish with a sassy voice, it's shameful to be cute, this year! Resolutely on the slippers flattened. "Oh, you⊙ o⊙?" Volika touched Momo's hair, "What are you holding in your hand?" Volika asked curiously when she saw that Momo's palm was refracting colorful light. Hmph, this is my personal collection. Mo Mo spread out his palm, and there were several round glass balls in the white and tender palms, which refracted colorful and blurry light under the sunlight, "Glass balls? It's pretty. Volika smiled, "This is no ordinary glass ball, this is a magical crystal ball that can grant wishes." Mo Mo patted Volika on the shoulder and explained in a show-off tone. Oh? Can a wish come true? Volika's eyes were filled with a faint smile, and she couldn't bear to be surprised, so she pretended to be surprised and observed.

"Of course, make your wish to the sun, then bury it under a tree in a box and your wish will come true." Mo Mo nodded very seriously, and the round bun face put on a serious expression, which was a little funny and funny. Volika smiled and rubbed Momo's long black hair, "Come on, let's make a wish quickly." Mo Mo took Volika's hand and placed a glass bead in the palm of his hand, "Okay, now close your eyes to the sun and start making a wish, remember to be pious, otherwise it won't work." After Mo Mo told him, he took the glass ball and made a wish, Volika shook his head and did it like Mo Mo.

"Alright, now let's put them in this box and go out and bury them together." Mo Mo shook the box that had been prepared a long time ago, and carefully put the two glass balls in and closed the lid.

The two buried the box under the big banyan tree in the garden, "What wish did you make?" Mo Mo asked curiously, "Haven't you heard that once you say a wish, it won't work?" Volika shook her head mysteriously, "Well, you dare to fool me!" The laughter of the two faded away, leaving the warmth of the ground.

Appreciation:

Fadingistruewhilefloweringispast.

Withering is real, blooming is just a thing of the past.