The scorching wind sends the rain rivers and lakes full,

Softness blows the clouds and moves the sails.

Rao is deep in the mountains and does not feel cold,

Rhododendron red blooms all over the mountain.

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"Sister Xiaoman, nothing, it's just that I think of my father, who is also a policeman." Kyushu came back to his senses and spoke slowly.

"He sometimes goes on unexpected tasks, and he doesn't spend much time with my mom and me every year." Kyushu's eyes darkened, and then he continued, "So I sometimes complain to my father, why don't you spend more time with me and my mother, why do you always go on missions. ”

Xiaoman didn't speak, because she didn't know how to persuade her.

Kyushu was silent for a while before speaking again, "Sister Xiaoman, am I too selfish?" ”

"I thought, dad is my dad, I hope he can spend more time with me and mom."

"Other students...... Accompanied by parents...... Daddy didn't have a ...... on his birthday. None of them. ”

Kyushu's words became more and more incoherent, and as he spoke, Kyushu sobbed softly.

While speaking, Kyushu raised his head slightly and looked at Xiao Man, "Xiao Man...... Sister, yes, am I being too selfish? ”

"Kyushu ......" Xiaoman thought for a long time, and didn't know how to say it, which child also hopes that his parents can be by his side, right?

No matter how strong and selfless you are, children are still children after all, and people are still people after all, and you must long for your relatives to be by your side, especially when you are happy, sad, sad, and afraid, right?

Xiao Man thought for a long time, and finally opened his mouth, stroking Kyushu's back with one hand to calm Kyushu down.

"Kyushu, you are not selfish, there is nothing wrong with your longing for your father's company, your father is a big hero, and it is he who allows more children and parents to be by their side."

"Kyushu, it's not just your father who is a hero, you and your mother are also heroes. It was you who sacrificed the time you spent with your father in exchange for social stability. ”

"Really? But ......" Kyushu heard Xiaoman's words, and the uncomfortable feeling in his heart was reduced a lot.

"Kyushu...... Let's look at the surging waves of the river, which is now getting fuller, and watching the waves may make you feel relaxed. ”

Before I knew it, it was late at night, and in order to allow Kyushu to rest, Xiao Man took Kyushu to the north the next day.

As for the way from south to north, you have to pass through some large and small mountain ranges more or less. The place closest to the north in the southern region is full of red mountains, and if you don't know it, you should think that it is autumn, and the maple leaves on the mountains are dyed red!

But now the mountains are full of red leaves, but real flowers--- rhododendrons.

The rhododendron reflects the mountain red, the red of the azalea can dye the emerald color all over the mountain into a red glow, this red, bright and explosive eyes, the beauty of people are intoxicated.

Rao is a poet who is a little sad about spring, lamenting the end of spring, not coming again, only the rest of the empty loneliness.

But we can't ignore the visual feast brought by the rhododendrons blooming all over the mountain. We can't ignore the light of time, and a moment is like eternity.

Rhododendron can make people look crazy, but it still can't hide the bright red petals that are scattered everywhere after the rain, mixed with mud and sand, and it is difficult to find traces, just like the fleeting light, which can't help but make people sigh and pity.

"Sister Xiaoman, you immortals won't get old, right?" Kyushu couldn't help asking, "But we ordinary people only have a short lifespan of 100 years, and I'm afraid we can't even see all the beauty of the world, so we're gone." ”

"But also, just like this flower, if it blooms all year round, it will make people feel bored." Kyushu looked at the azalea and suddenly realized something, "So, if there is no meaning, no value-generating life, it will be like an empty life, but it will be scolded!" ”

Xiaoman looked at Kyushu, still didn't say anything, Kyushu is only in his early nine years old now, but he has already realized that he wants to be a useful person to society, knows how to cherish his short life, and exerts his own strength to make life worthwhile, which can be said to be more than the depth of thinking of children of the same age.

"Sister Xiaoman, I want to be a useful person like my father in the future!"

Kyushu said, looking at Xiaoman's eyes very unswervingly.