(Part I)
I heard from my third aunt who lives in Daye Chengguan that there is a young man in her community called Hongshu. She has loved reading since she was a child. Shi was a school teacher. When she heard that her mother was pregnant with her, she was very playful, often in her mother’s belly, somersaults, kicks, and intestines, causing her mother to sweat profusely. Sometimes she gently stroked her belly and quietly said to the child in her belly, “My dear child, don’t you know your mother is in pain if you toss like this?”
She Just to dream to tell her mother that she was so bored and out of breath, she also said, “Or, mother, you should tell me a story.” Her mother really told the story, she just It was quiet.
Sometimes, when her mother turned on the radio and played a piece of classic storytelling or music, she stopped making trouble. Later, her mother mastered a rule. Whenever her stomach hurts, she knew that her child was making trouble. She immediately told a short story to herself, or whispered a few children’s songs. She heard it.
Later, during the pregnancy checkup, the doctor also said that the child had a heart problem and asked her to be taken away. Her mother was reluctant to say that she was pregnant in her forties and she had to take it anyway. She was born.
After her mother gave birth to her mangrove, the doctor carefully checked and said that she had congenital heart disease, and that this disease was not easy to treat and very dangerous, so her parents should pay more attention Nursed back to health. Her usual symptoms are sometimes difficulty breathing, and hers are normal.
For this reason, Mangrove has been different from other normal children since he was a child. He can’t take part in too many sports activities such as running and jumping, so he spends more time in the house quietly alone. She has been predestined with books since she was a child, and she loved books like thirsty, and then she became obsessed.
Because her mother is a teacher, she has been enlightened relatively early since she was a child. By the time she was three or four years old, she had already mastered more than 2,000 Chinese characters. It’s fun. By the time she was five or six years old, she had already read the four masterpieces thoroughly, and she still memorized some of the wonderful chapters. By the age of seven or eight, her child had just been enlightened, and she had already read hundreds of world famous books.
Later, her mother and father bought a second-hand house with three bedrooms and one living room in Chengguan, which is my third aunt’s community. The house is bigger and there are more books. Except for half of the table and a chair, her room is full of books, and most of the bed is full of books. She bought it herself, her parents bought it for her, her aunt Wanxi, and Her aunt and other relatives knew she had this hobby, and she tried to buy it for her, and some kind people gave it.
Later, she couldn’t put the books in her room, and she was in her room. There were books everywhere in her parents’ room.Inside the cabinet, on the table, on the floor, on the sofa, as long as it can be placed, there are piles of books, and even the towel shelf in the bathroom is also a book. Her house is a small library. She seldom goes out to play all day long. She reads, writes, eats, plays, and sleeps at home.
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Her aunt Wanxi came, laughed at her as a bookworm, told her to pay attention to her body, she nodded, still the same; her grandparents came and criticized her Being a nerd reminded her to pay attention to the combination of work and rest, she also smiled, still as always, love books as life.
Others see her as a nerd, all day long, only knowing to deal with books, they think her life is very monotonous, very lonely, and very boring. In fact, she was not like this. She had a little secret in her heart, only she knew it, and she couldn’t tell others.
Every night after she goes to bed, she dreams of a lovely and poor little girl, carefully crawling out of the pile of books in her room, helping her organize her books gently, and then quietly Sitting in those piles of books and reading, reading one after another, I was very fascinated. Mangrove was also seven or eight years old at that time, and the little girl was five or six years old. She was very curious. She wanted to meet her, talk to her, and ask her whether it was a human or a ghost. But when she woke up, she was so scared that she got into the pile of books and disappeared. When she fell asleep, she crawled out of the pile of books timidly.
Later, she could only communicate with her slowly from her dreams. The more contact she had, the little girl was more courageous, and she understood some things about her. Knowing her name is Lv Teng, it turns out that the former owner of this house belonged to her house, and the room in Hongshu was also her boudoir at that time. She said that when she was three or four years old, she suddenly got an emergency. Her parents sent her off. When she arrived at the hospital, she was already dead. Later, because her father also suffered from a serious illness and the family was very poor and wanted money for treatment, he sold the house to her Mangrove House.
In addition, her parents sold the house. Another reason is that her parents often saw things hurt in this house, missed her daughter, and was very sad. Her relatives persuaded her parents Change the house to avoid sadness every day.
Lv Teng said that she had been associated with books since she was a child, and she especially liked reading books because her house was very poor at that time and could not afford books. After she died, she often wandered in the community at night, reluctant to leave this life and play environment that she had been familiar with since she was a child.
Once, I heard from others in the community that the current owner of her house, Hongshu, is a book fan. She has a lot of books at home. She was very curious. But one day, she missed her. Boudoir, I also wanted to go back to her original boudoir, so in the dead of night, she quietly slipped back to her boudoir to take a look. She really saw Shushan Shuhai, and she saw a young and handsome boy working hard under the lamp. Night reading.
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She likes her place more. It is quiet, private, and has a good book friend, so every day after she sleeps, she sneaks out of the pile of books and helps her tidy up. Books, and then read them eagerly.
Hongshu has been very happy and embarrassed since she knew that there was a beautiful and lovely little girl in her room who was always with her to read and read books. Since then, she has been in Be very careful in the life section, walking, talking, and doing things lightly, for fear of frightening the little girl.
Sometimes when she reads a good story, she can’t help but read it out. When she encounters a good sentence, she will also read it out deliberately, actually she wants to read it to that person. The little girl who was missing listened to it and wanted to share the joy of this book with her.
The young man has reached the age of more than a decade. It was when the budding of love began. He often saw some descriptions of love. Sometimes, she was moved to tears by the love stories in the book. After sleeping, she also vaguely saw the little green vine, sitting in the corner of the pile of books, reading the book, only listening to her read it, and there was a soft sob of touch.
The two of them are just like this, close to each other, with books as friends, communicating in dreams, and accompanying each other, they are already in a tacit understanding of the soul, and the gods can communicate. Although her Lv Teng is a ghost, she was still a little scared at first. Later, when she had more contact, she didn’t have to worry. She knew Lv Teng was actually a very kind-hearted girl, but she was as timid and timid. Asked about Luteng’s sake, Luteng said that the ghost itself is afraid of being popular. If she had not lived in this room for a few years, or if Hongshu was so good to her and considerate like her brother, she said she was still afraid of it. Come here.
In this way, both of her have a crazy desire for books. When the two of them often get along in her dreams, they can feel the slight beating of each other’s atria, can see the wind and rain swaying of the branches outside the window together, and can also share the mysterious charm of the ocean of knowledge together. She also told her that seeing the book said that the beauty of a person’s appearance can be refreshing, but only rich connotations can make a person’s charm enduring.
Meeting such a book friend, she is very content and happy. If one day, her aunt Wanxi and her relatives will come, and there will be a lot of people, her green vines will run away, because she is now a ghost, and she is afraid that in a place with strong people and noisy people, she can only stay in the dead of night. She quietly walked around in the courtyard of the community in the dark, pitifully, silently looking at her window of the mangrove tree, and seeing that the light in her house was still on, and when there were still so many people, she sighed softly, reluctant to give up ‘S gone.
That night, when the green vines did not come, her mangrove tree felt unconscious all night.
Sometimes, if her mangrove heartHer visceral illness suddenly broke out and she was admitted to the hospital. When Lv Teng learned the information, she was very anxious, sleeping and eating. In the middle of the night, a person walked quietly and quietly in her community, and a person wandered in anxiety at the entrance of the hospital, as if Waiting for her, unable to bear to leave for a long time, she prayed silently for her in her heart.
The book is like a matchmaker, connecting her two people into one body. You have me in you and you in me. It is the book that makes them feel dependent, and the book makes them Realized what is caring.