I didn't expect you to be such a bear Er!

In the sky of April, a round of golden round sun is like a golden bead, inlaid on the blue curtain, the clouds roll and the clouds are leisurely and comfortable, as if infected by the east wind, blowing rustlingly on the ground Every flower, every leaf, every grass.

The endless green grass is like a piece of emerald jade, and the scattered wild flowers are like stars, shaking slightly, and the gurgling of the stream seems to be heard in the distance, like a gentle nursery rhyme in this world.

Qiandai knelt on the naturally formed green carpet, carefully pushed aside the lush green leaves, and indeed saw a small pink-white flower hidden under the layers of cover, like a beautiful and shy little flower. Girl, helplessly showing off her beautiful face.

Qiandai laughed happily, and shouted to Buer, who was holding a camera and lowered her head to take pictures in the distance: "Fuer, come quickly..."

Bu Er looked up, and the girl among the blue sky and green grass was smiling happily at him, her slender hands were like flower branches fluttering in the wind, the corners of Bu Er's mouth curled up, and she walked towards Qian Dai, "Did you find it? "

The smile is clear and shallow.

"Well, it turns out that the more beautiful things are, the more you need to look for them with your heart."

Qiandai smiled happily, and was a little proud, "No, every time I find something more beautiful than what you find. As expected, I am more caring..."

Hearing this, Fuji paused his hand, which was focusing carefully, and then said meaningfully: "Really? Maybe."

"Hey... what is maybe, it's what it is."

Thinking of her feelings for Bu Er, Qian Dai felt very confident.

Bu Er carefully examined the photos just taken, and nodded perfunctorily, "Yes, you are right. Hey..."

Suddenly, a white hand was added to the picture in front of him, and at a moment of bewilderment, the camera in his hand was in someone else's hand.

"I want to shoot too."

Looking at Qiandai who was standing in front of him holding a camera in both hands and looking serious, he said with a helpless smile: "Your level, Qiandai, it's not that I hit you, it's just one index finger higher than ordinary people. degree."

Fuji stood up, and gently shook the fingers of his right hand in front of him, as always

smiling.

Qiandai felt that her back teeth were a little itchy, she ground her teeth lightly, and said solemnly: "I know. But..."

Looking at Bu Er's delicate and elegant face, the corners of her mouth suddenly curved slightly, and the dimples on her cheeks were surrounded by evil spirits, "I just want to waste your film."

Then he opened his small mouth, spit out a small tongue like a peony petal, and ran away quickly.

Buer stared at Qiandai's back in a daze, not understanding why the girl suddenly became angry, and then he could only smile helplessly, and then sat on the floor.

This is an endless grassland, only a few trees that have been planted recently, there is no danger factor, and there is no possibility of getting lost, he is very relieved.

Qiandai, who ran all the way here, finally stroked a tree under the protest of her chest, panting rapidly, her heart in her chest was beating at a speed that almost separated from her body.

Qiandai twitched the corner of her mouth helplessly, her sea blue eyes were a little bit bitter, she muttered to herself: "It's really bad."

I just ran for a minute or two and couldn't take it anymore.

The camera tightly held in both hands seemed to be unable to grasp because of sweaty palms, Qiandai pursed the corners of her mouth, she was really a little angry just now, that's why she said such capricious words.

But how could she really do that, after all, it is the photography that Bu Er loves...

Qiandai held the silver-white camera in her arms, and slowly leaned against the strong tree trunk and slid down...

"chirp"

The crisp, vibrant voice was like a small firework exploding above her head. Qiandai raised her head in surprise, and a corner of a tree branch emerged among the layers of green leaves.

can not see……

Qiandai slowly propped up her limp legs, and the water-red long dress passed across the tips of the grass leaves, leaving a meandering arc.

Bright yellow, like the first tender pistil of winter jasmine that stretches in the wind in early spring, and fluffy, like the fetal hair on the top of a newborn baby...

"What a cute little bird."

Qiandai raised her head and looked at the tender yellow bird looming among the gray branches and green leaves, her eyes were full of stars and spots of light, full of joy.

"I really want to take a closer look."

Gently stroking the branches of the trees, Qiandai's sky-blue bangs slowly covered her, and her beautifully curved lips under the shadow raised a curve that seemed to be there, "It's a pity that I can't climb trees."

Helpless, with a smiling tone, the knuckles of the right hand holding the camera are pale.

"Why don't you play with us?"

"If I don't play with you, you are sick. Mom said stay away from sick people, it will be contagious..."

"You are a sick child, we will lose if we play with you..."

"How can a sick girl climb a tree? A sick girl can't do anything. We won't play with her..."

……

Gray and white silhouettes, clips with ripples, hoarse and harsh words... Then the gentle and delicate young man smiled softly like the softest flower petals she has ever touched. He moved the camera of his mobile phone, "Qiandai, you know Is it? I want to take all the good pictures."

Is it a beautiful picture...

Qiandai raised her head slowly, the warm yellow in her eyes is also beautiful, isn't it...

The author has something to say: In fact, everyone has some bad memories in childhood, especially those who look very glamorous...

Children are really the most innocent and cruel in this world(.??︿??.)

☆、Chapter10, Nianxiang