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Orange picking
In our long memory, there must be so many unforgettable things, which may have joy, anger, sorrow and happiness, but no matter how the process, how the ending, we can find something from it, something to feel. Of course, I have not been an exception.
By vocal media25 days ago in Fiction
The Sleeping Beauty in the Woods 2
One day, about fifteen or sixteen years later, the king and queen went on vacation to their villa, and the young princess was left alone in the palace, where she played up and down the palace, running from house to house. Finally, she came to a small room at the top of a high tower. There an old woman was spinning yarn alone with her spinning wheel. The old woman had never heard of the king's ban. "What are you doing there, old woman?" The princess asked curiously. "I am spinning, my beautiful child." The woman did not know who she was. "Ha ha!" The princess said, "This is very beautiful. How did you make it? Can you give it to me so I can try it?" I don't know if the spinning wheel was spinning too fast or the princess was too eager, but anyway, as the old witch predicted, the princess stabbed her hand and fainted on the ground. The old woman, faced with this situation, did not know what to do, and could only scream for help. People ran from all around, they sprinkled water on the princess's face, unbuckled her belt, patted her palms, and rubbed her temples with Hungarian perfume, but these did not work, the princess was still unconscious. The king hurried to the tower in the midst of the noise, and, thinking at once of the witch's prophecy, he concluded that things would go as the witch had foretold, and ordered the princess to be carried to the most luxurious room in the palace, where she was placed on a bed embroidered with gold and silver thread. She was so beautiful that everyone who looked at her would think of her as a little angel, and although she was now sleeping, her beauty was not diminished by this - her cheeks were still as delicate as carnations, her lips were pink, and although her eyes were closed, her faint, soft breathing could be heard, and people believed that she was not did not die. The king ordered them not to disturb her long sleep until the moment of her awakening. When it happened, the young witch who had changed the curse and let the princess sleep for a hundred years was 12,000 kilometers away from the kingdom, but she knew immediately that it was a dwarf who told her. This dwarf had a pair of boots and could take a step of seven miles in it. The witch immediately rushed back, and after about an hour, she arrived at the palace in a chariot pulled by several dragons. The king helped her down from the chariot and told the sorceress how he was handling the matter. The witch agreed with everything the king had done so far, but she had more foresight and thought that when the princess woke up later, she would be overwhelmed to see herself alone in this old palace. So the witch waved her magic wand and touched everything in the palace (except the king and queen) - nannies, maids, footmen, officials, butlers, cooks, gardeners, guards, and the witch also used her magic wand to point out the horses and mats in the stable, the dogs outside the palace, and leaning against the princess's bed, her beloved beagle. All the people and animals the witch touched fell into a deep sleep, and they would remain asleep until their princess awoke, when they would all wake up along with her. Even the fire in the oven, at this time also stopped burning. Everything was done in a flash, and the witch didn't take too long. The king and queen gently kissed their lovely daughter, walked out of the palace, and ordered that no one should ever approach the palace again. In fact, this order was not needed, because after a quarter of an hour, the gardens around the palace grew many trees, big and small, bushes and thorns, one tangled with another, so that no one and no beast could pass. And the entire palace can only see the top of the tower, and there is no way to reach the palace. No one suspected that this was a protection given by the witch here, because it would ensure that the princess would not be disturbed by curious people during her long sleep. A hundred years passed quickly. One day, a prince from a neighboring country came here to hunt. Seeing the spires in the dense forest, he asked curiously, "What is that place?" Everyone told the prince the legend they themselves had heard. Some said that it was an old castle controlled by ghosts and spirits. Some said that it was a place where witches and wizards rested and met at night. However, the most common story is that it was inhabited by an ogre who kept the children he caught there and then slowly ate them. No one can disturb him, because he is the only one who has the ability to cross the forest. The prince did not know whose words to believe, when a farmer said to him: "May what I have heard please you, I heard it from my father about fifty years ago, and of course he heard it from my grandfather. In that castle there was the most beautiful princess in the world, who was to sleep there for a hundred years until she was awakened by a certain prince and then married to that prince." The prince was aroused by these words, and without weighing the lightness of the matter, he believed that he was the one who was destined to be married. Spurred on by the honor, he decided to go into the forest to explore. Incredibly, as he entered the forest, all the trees, undergrowth and thorns automatically gave way. At the end of the road, he saw a castle. He was not surprised to see that his entourage did not follow him, yet he was not surprised because as soon as he walked through, the trees and thorns closed the way he came. However, he did not intend to stop his adventure. A young and affectionate prince is always valiant. The prince went out into the open square outside the palace, and what he saw made even the bravest knight tremble at the sight. A terrible silence hung everywhere, and the shadow of death emerged everywhere: the place was littered with the bodies of men and animals lying on the ground, and they looked as if they were dead. But from their flushed faces and pimpled noses, the prince judged that they were only asleep, and the few drops of wine left in the goblets at their feet more than indicated that they had fallen asleep while drinking.
By vocal media26 days ago in Fiction
Rainbow
In the old kingdom there lived a sweet-looking little boy. The little boy's father was a tailor, and the family lived in the tailor's store, and his mother took care of his two sisters and newborn brother. The little boy's favorite thing to do every day these days is to stare at his father's fabrics. These fabrics are used for the engagement ceremony of the young people in the city, but these fabrics are not used to make those fine clothes. Instead, it was made into tails, a tail of different colors of cloth. The red fire wave-like tail represents the desire for a passionate love, the blue sea tail represents the hope of finding a relationship that will allow them to settle down, the purple lavender-colored tail represents the desire for a romantic relationship ... Engagement ceremony each young man can pick their own cloth tail. Then go looking for those who belong to them, with their tails match that person. Red tails can be matched with the same red tails, but also with the purple tails representing romance. However, there is only one color tail exception. It is the black tail, the color of darkness. Hollow, nothing. People who choose this color tail means that they do not want to fall in love this year. Other young people who see others with this color tail will not generally go to mess with him. The boy became an adult, he can participate in the engagement ceremony for the first time this year, the boy stared at these tails feverishly. Because it is made by his father these cloth tails sake he will go to see the engagement ceremony every time. Each person will go to find the tail that matches the color of their tails. Green with blue, yellow with orange, red with purple... But, the little boy already had someone he liked. The little boy grew up with her, he liked her, but he didn't know if she liked him. He certainly didn't know what color cloth tails she liked either. The boy looked at the cloth tails and wondered. He didn't know which one to choose. He didn't know what she liked. "She probably likes the blue cloth tails, and she always tells me to read more of those books that I can't read. No, no, no, she likes the red ones. She dragged me to steal eggs from Sister Cuihua's hens next door. No, she likes purple! She said she would grow up to eat dinner at home without lights and only candles." The little boy struggled all night and still couldn't figure out which cloth tail she liked. The next day he went to the engagement ceremony with a small panda eye. The engagement ceremony is the same as usual, the same music, the same cupcakes, even the tablecloths are the same small stripes. But this year's engagement ceremony had a different little tailor involved. He was wearing a black tail. The little tailor was afraid of guessing the wrong tail. Terrified that if he guessed wrong he would miss her. So he preferred to miss a year. The little tailor with a small black tail, sitting with his head down. He thought of the girl, thought of the girl to persuade him to study when only the eyes of his parents can see, thought of the girl to steal all the eggs to him when the dirty look, and the girl talking about their own ambitious future proud of the simple. The little boy's eyes could not stand the tears fell out. It fell on the tail that was coiled around him. Fairy tale scenario happened, the little black tail was touched by the boy's tears after the sun actually issued a rainbow of colors. The black color faded and the seven colors popped out. The little boy was stunned, he looked at the little black, no, the little color tail for a long time. The little boy hugged his little tail and ran to the girl's residence, where he saw the little girl with a black eye and teardrops on her cheeks, surprised by her rainbow tail. He looked at her and smiled, and she was looking at him and giggling. It turns out that the nicest words are not "I like you", but "I like you too". Good night, baby.
By vocal media26 days ago in Fiction
The Illusion of Love Songs
Love songs are undoubtedly the bulk of popular music, and as early as the 1940s, scholars divided American popular songs of the time into three main categories: love songs in love, love songs that were frustrated, and love songs that expressed sexual desire. But to make such a conclusion in those days is surprising in the end. The popular music of those days was quite different from today's. Besides love songs, there were also many wanderers who remembered the warmth of their hometowns, soldiers who missed their mothers in their homeland, and city dwellers who lamented the traditional way of life. Love songs are not the only kind of songs that chant the emotion of loss.
By vocal media26 days ago in Beat
Have you ever crossed the mountain for someone?
At that moment, I just felt my face burning. I sat quietly in my seat and looked out the window. It was clearly winter, but the temperature inside the train was still very suitable, even though it was dark outside the window and I couldn't see the road ahead, but I knew that the journey was as gentle as spring.
By vocal media26 days ago in Fiction
A crush that didn't end 2
In the latter round, it was drawn to Ah Jing and Ah Fei, and two other boys. The king appointed four people with playing cards to do relay, only with lips sucking the playing cards, one after another to pass the cards. Through a thin sheet of paper, once the cards are not sucked down, it is easy to kiss each other without obstruction.
By vocal media26 days ago in Fiction
What it's like to lose a loved one
The street lights in Buenos Aires were much dimmer than those in New York, which was the most profound experience we had during our six months in Argentina. The car we rented was old and dusty from the city, and the front windshield blocked out even more of the light coming in. As we drove away from the local hospital and waited for the red light at the first intersection, I broke the two most important wedding vows I had made to Ruth: first, that I had spoken to her as a doctor; and second, that I had lied to her.
By vocal media26 days ago in Fiction
A crush that didn't end 4
With the approach of the college entrance exam, the breakup season seems to have arrived quietly. It was the last mock exam, we waited in line to enter the examination room, I forget exactly what topic to talk about, I picked up a sentence: "Then break up after the college entrance exam."
By vocal media26 days ago in Fiction
Encounter in the library
I was preparing to go to the library in the afternoon to study for my exams, and I met a girl in the library. The winter in Zhengzhou is like previous years, a wind blows, there is always a bone-chilling cold, even if you tighten the corners of your clothes, it does not help.
By vocal media26 days ago in Fiction
