"The green spring waves fill the front slope, and the clouds are as far as the eye can see.
Even more, thousands of egrets and birds were spotted on the snow, and the smoke came and flew into the painting screen. "
Looking at the golden patches in the fields, like a golden pastoral scroll slowly spreading into the distance in front of her eyes, Su Qianqian suddenly remembered the song "Rice Field" that her sister was watching at the end of summer, and couldn't help but memorize it. out.
When her sister described the poem to her, she was thinking about when she would experience the scenery of paddy fields.
Sister smiled and asked dad to take you to your aunt's place to see you.
But now, when I am here, looking around, I can see the golden color everywhere, swaying with the joy of harvest under the blue sky.
The golden waves of rice are intoxicating!
Under the reflection of the autumn sun, the rice fields present a magnificent scene like a palette: beautiful mountains and rivers, and gorgeous scenery.
The vast golden rice fields, rolling mountains, scattered villages, winding rivers, straight roads, and original landscapes form a colorful pastoral scenery, which is as beautiful and spectacular as an oil painting.
In Su Qianqian's young heart, she had a bold idea of her own.
She wants to help the ghost Liu Ruixuan leave here!
She hoped that the handsome ghost Liu Ruixuan would not become the middle-aged uncle pushing the cart!
She didn't want someone as demure and beautiful as her sister to end up walking on the dirt road with one foot deep and one foot shallow. No, no, no, absolutely not. She only hopes that the people her sister cares about can stay with her sister, just like she stays with her sister, and never be separated.
"Grandpa Li."
Su Qianqian shouted softly.
"Yes." Principal Li responded, came back to his senses, and looked at Su Qianqian, "What's wrong?"
"You, if Ruihe Lailai's grades are good enough, can you study in Jingyun Junior High School?"
Su Qianqian clearly remembered that when she said that, Principal Li's eyes flashed at her, flashing again and again, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"Maybe it's possible." Principal Li laughed, "How about you write a letter and ask?"
"I, I ask? Who am I asking?"
Su Qianqian was stunned for a moment, looked at Principal Li's kind face, and blinked.
Grandpa Li is the principal. He doesn't even know, so who should she ask?
Ask your sister?
My sister, like her, is just a student.
Ask your parents?
That's impossible too.
Mom and dad are very busy, and they never talk about work at home. It's been three years now, and she still doesn't know what her parents do or where they work.
However, it doesn't matter, because those are not important to her.
The important thing is that her sister and she get along very well and talk about everything except her parents' work.
"Ask your sister, Ouyang Fuqian." Principal Li laughed, "Isn't it because of her that you came here?"
"But," Su Qianqian blinked, "my sister is still taking a break from school at home, and she doesn't go to school either."
Maybe, my sister can go to school for a walk. Jing Yunshi is only three stops away from their home.
She usually walks to school with her sister. Although her mother insists on sending them, her sister disagrees. Walking in the morning and evening is good for health.
Mom listened and smiled and stopped forcing them.
"You just have to ask her and you'll have the answer."
Principal Li laughed and pushed Su Qianqian's hair around her ears.
"Ah?" Su Qianqian was startled and looked at Principal Li with a confused look on her face, "Sister, is she so capable?"
"Haha." Principal Li laughed, "Your sister is very powerful. Your father listens to her. Otherwise, how could you get here?"
"Pfft", Su Qian laughed lightly.
yes! She almost forgot.
Otherwise, how did she come home?
Otherwise, how could she come here?
"Okay." Su Qian smiled slightly and pulled Principal Li's sleeve, "Grandpa Li, let's go to town to send letters then?"
"Okay." Principal Li laughed, stepped on the bicycle, reached out and lifted Su Qianqian onto the front bumper of the bicycle, "Sit down, we are going to set off."
"Um."
Su Qianqian responded briskly, facing the autumn wind of October, feeling the joy of harvest in the golden autumn of October, and slowly rising hope.
Facing the gusts of wind, it flew gently on Su Qianqian's face.
Su Qianqian held the handlebar and looked towards the front of the road. Although the straight road was a little bumpy, it instantly looked more graceful against the backdrop of the tall poplar trees on both sides. The road continued forward and seemed to be connected. Go up there.
The grid-framed fields slide past the eyes, passing by the October wind, full of rhythm and smoothness, like contrasting neat ancient tunes.
She suddenly thought of her sister leaning against the window reading in the dusk, and the warm sunshine in the afternoon.
I don’t know what my sister is doing at the moment.
Keep moving forward and think along the way.
Soon, we arrived at the post office in the town.
The old woman who has a bookstall selling stamped envelopes and letter paper next to the right door of the post office is sitting facing the sun, reading the newspaper in her hand.
"Grandma, I want to send a letter." Su Qianqian ran over happily.
Behind him, Principal Li carefully placed the car next to the stall, stood leaning against the car, and looked at Su Qianqian without stepping forward.
The old lady with white hair pushed up her glasses on the bridge of her nose, slowly raised her head from the newspaper, glanced at Su Qianqian, and then lowered her head: "Didn't you just send it here?"
"Hehe." Su Qianqian smiled, "Grandma, you have a really good memory."
"Leave me." The old lady with white hair snorted, glanced at Su Qianqian from above the lenses of her glasses, and then glanced at Principal Li who was standing behind Su Qianqian, "I'm not old enough to forget. .”
With a "Puch" sound, Su Qianqian laughed, turned around and glanced at Principal Li behind her, then looked back, "Grandma, that's so humorous."
"Stop chatting with me. You are so busy. Do you and your grandson have a lot of time?" The old lady with white hair snorted nonchalantly, and then turned her attention to the newspaper in her hand. "The envelope and stamps are here." Next to it, take it yourself, there is change in the coin box, change it yourself.”
Su Qianqian stuck out her tongue, smiled, took out a dollar from her pocket and put it in the coin box. She took the envelope and stamps, looked around, and realized that she didn't have paper or pen.
Turning to look at Principal Li, he saw Principal Li feeling in his jacket pocket and then taking out a pen.
Su Qianqian took it with a smile. Grandpa Li was thoughtful enough to carry a pen with him, but there was no paper.
Otherwise, buy one?
Su Qianqian glanced at the thick drum-lined letter paper. Isn't it a waste to buy one in one sentence?
Su Qianqian thought for a while, reached into her pocket, took out two yuan, and handed it to the old lady with white hair: "Grandma, I want to buy a letter paper."
The white-haired old woman raised her white eyebrows slightly, took a piece of paper from her side and threw it away, then lowered her head and continued reading the newspaper.
Su Qianqian was startled for a moment, what does this mean?
Not selling?
Is there anyone doing this business?
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