Breath-taking beauty
Where there is soil, there is dandelion, that's what Puyu told me. I also kept it in my mind.
Where there is soil, there is dandelion, that's what Puyu told me. I also kept it in my mind.
The first time I heard this name, I was a little surprised that there was a Pope. I thought I could only see such a special name in fiction. The first time I heard this name, I was a little surprised that there was a person with the surname Pu Yu. She just smiled faintly at me, quiet and nice, I ignored her and went on to sleep my sleep. She was a little embarrassed, and a boy in front of me said, "Don't pay any attention to her, she's a little weird." I did not respond, Puyu then asked: "How strange?" The boy said, "I can't say, behavior is a bit misbehaved, in addition to can draw nothing, and, her parents divorced three years ago ......"
"Have you said enough?" Even if I have more tolerance and can not stand people saying this to my face, the boys looked at me and turned away without speaking. Pu Yu smiled at me again and said, "Hello, my name is Pu Yu." Very old-fashioned way of introduction, I lazily said, "My name is Mo Yan." And that was it. I got to know her gradually, and just like that, she became my Mo Yan's first friend. Pu Yu is a quiet girl who likes to look out the window and stare, with a trace of sadness under her eyes that I do not understand. I have to say she is very beautiful in this way, breathtakingly beautiful.
In one class, I asked offhandedly, "Pu Yu, Pu Yu, why do you prefer to be called Pu Yu?" I felt her handwriting notes pause slightly, and then wrote again, saying in an almost self-explanatory voice: "Pu Yu, dandelion tears." Although small, it still reached my ears word for word. I do not say, but I know that she is a sad girl.
Buy and I like to climb mountains on sunny days. Once by chance, we found dandelions by the cliff, clean white ball-shaped. I plucked one and danced twice in the wind, and it scattered. The wind pulled them away into the distance, and I couldn't help but ask, "Puyu, where do you think they'll float to?" Puyu's eyes were far away, staring in the direction where the dandelions were floating, and said firmly and calmly, "Where there is soil, there are dandelions."
I was not surprised, she has a rare maturity and calmness in her peers, she seems to be always that unperturbed, outside the world, and her gentle eyes are so sad.
My only good friend, Pu Yu, was so good that she easily took first place in her grade and played a good piano, winning a lot of honors for the school. As for me, I really can't do anything but draw. I wanted to congratulate her, but she had already been called to the office by the teacher, and I knew what the reason was, the teacher did not want her to have too much contact with me. The bell rang just as she returned to her seat. She took out her notes and language book as if nothing had happened, and the teacher looked at Pu Yu and sighed.
I gently touched her arm and asked, "Pu Yu, what did the teacher ask you to do?" Pu Yu shrugged indifferently and said, "It's not a big deal." I knew Pu Yu wouldn't say what it was, and I didn't want to know if my guess was right. I was just lying on my desk sketching the side of Puyu's face.
When the bell rang, I heard a "Mo Yan, come to the office." It was the class teacher. It turns out that I was right, otherwise how could I have been called into the office right after class? The teacher seriously said to me: "Mo Yan, you should know that Pu Yu is a seed worth cultivating, the teacher thinks that she will be more conducive to her studies if she sits in front ......" I did not listen to the next words, and there is no need to listen again, the teacher's meaning is already very clear.
I walked out of the office lost in thought, and Puyu asked uneasily, "The teacher didn't say anything to you, did he?" I shook my head. I just went back to the classroom and wrote on a light blue piece of paper: Dandelions need not only soil but also a good environment to grow well. I put the note in Puyu's language book when she wasn't looking. In the afternoon, she was then placed in the front row, next to my seat, which was empty again.
I just noticed that she had lost weight again. The first time I saw the company, I was told that the company was going to be the only one that would be able to get her to study there. I listened to the music and pretended to be indifferent and said, "That's good." Pu Yu stared into my eyes and asked, "Mo Yan, tell me, do you want me to go?" I nodded rightfully, "Of course." Pu Yu's eyes were a little disappointed, and he looked down and left the seat next to me. I just felt my nose sink and tears dripped down on the sketchbook, which was a very big and beautiful dandelion ......
Puyu called me during the holidays, she said she was leaving to study in that key middle school. I choked up and said: "Congratulations, then. I have something to do, I'll hang up now." That was the end of two short sentences. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to restrain my emotions if I continued.
When it was time to go to school again, I saw the class teacher proudly talking about how Pu Yu was her student and was now a priority at that high school. I also heard the class talking about Pu Yu, one of them said: "Do you know? Pu Yu is an orphan, her parents died in a car accident when she was nine years old, and Pu Yu has been living on her parents' compensation and her second aunt's support." The pen in my hand fell to the ground, making a slight sound, and I suddenly understood the sadness in Pu Yu's eyes.
A month after school started, Puyu sent me a dandelion card with one sentence: Dandelions are stubborn wherever they are, because wherever there is soil, there are dandelions.
I, on the other hand, wrote on the last page of the sketchbook full of dandelions and Puyu: We are all dandelions.


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