My father's friend gave us two cylinder lotus, a cylinder is red, a cylinder is white, are placed in the yard.For eight years, I did not see the lotus in the yard, but the native garden courtyard, there are many; not only have one, and three pedicle pedicle, four, is the lotus.One night nine years ago, my grandfather and my shade in the garden. My grandfather smiled and said: "when we first opened the garden three Tirian, we just add your family of three sisters. We're all happy, is a flower."In the middle of the night I heard it is early rain, overcast day, I feel a little bored. From the window and look outside, the lotus flower has withered, white petals scattering like small boats in the water. The stem only to stay a little water, and a few pale yellow flowers. The red lotus, lotus or last night, this morning is full of greenery in Kingston, standing in the middle of.Still not comfortable! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -. The red lotus, by the heavy rain, play around skewed. Under the cover of the sky, I dare not go to the next level, but also can not think.On the mother's calls, I quickly walked over, a large lotus sits beside her mother, a back suddenly saw beside the lotus, slowly tilt down, was covered in red above...... I don't mind cleared the ning!The rain was still heavy, but not shaken lotus. The rain kept the name, only the brave and loving leaves above, get some weak water flow.I was deeply moved by the heart - the mother ah! You are the lotus leaf, I am the lotus, the hearts of the rain has come, in addition to you, who is my shade in the sky unobstructed?
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