There are four big ponds around the village where my grandmother lives. The most beautiful one is the wild lotus pond in the northeast of the village, which is full of lotus flowers. Some people call it a crescent bubble because it is shaped like a crescent moon.
On a sunny night, my uncle took me for a walk by the pond. When I came to the pond, I saw that the pond was full of floating gold, shining like a star. The trees around the pond form a dark green in the dim light. The whole crescent moon is like a crescent moon embedded in the ground.
During the day, the surface of the pond glows green in the sun and green waves in the breeze. The green leaves are dotted with many pink lotuses and lotus flowers, and the delicate and clean lotus flowers are trembling, dancing like girls wearing green gauze.
There is a piece of white water on the surface of the pond, and the lotus leaves form a curved edge line on the edge of the white water. My friends in the village and I often come to this white water, take off our clothes under several weeping willows, walk through a wet sand and jump into the clear water. There was a noise on the quiet wall, and strips of "black loach" were drilling around in the water. Water is like mother's gentle hand, touching us gently, and we are like swinging in the cradle.
Sometimes, we line up neatly, and someone shouts and only listens to "plop" and "plop". Like a drum team out of control, chrysanthemum-like waves roll behind us. This is the "dog planing competition" that we often play.
"Sliding" to the shore, everyone was panting and fell on their backs on the soft beach. The sun is so hot that it makes us sleepy, like a cloud.
Sometimes, we split into two teams and fight each other. This scene is even more shocking. The fast waterline shoots from the other side and shoots from the other side. The waterlines crossed and hit the small white beads, which soared and plummeted. The sound of "Hua" and the cry of "Ya Ya" rang at random. The birds in the tree by the pond stopped singing. The two fronts got closer and closer and finally mixed up. I don't know who is on the team with whom. I just closed my eyes, vomited in my mouth and struck the water hard. Twisted together, I stopped drawing water and laughed.
However, no matter how noisy it is, it must not go beyond the green edge line formed by lotus leaves. The water is deep beyond the line, and there are some weeds that make children afraid. However, I didn't take these warnings to heart at all. As a child of a city, I have more knowledge than them. I'm not afraid!
When I first learned "dog planing" several times, I felt that I had the ability to defend myself in the water, so I broke through the green line and went to the lotus bushes. City people show off to country people. I want to stand up and proudly shout to the children, "Look!" "
But just at the beginning of this feat, the water suddenly disappeared from my head. Suddenly, an indescribable fear gripped me tightly.
I struggled to surface, screaming, "Help ..."
"Gollum", a mouthful of water into the stomach.
I have been standing in a daze. Every time I get excited, I can only shout "Help …" and then "Gollum" takes a sip of water.
My feet can't reach the bottom, and my body falls like lead. I just feel the golden flowers in front of me, my ears buzzing, my head almost exploding, and the water is still pouring into my mouth. Suddenly, I felt someone grab my wrist and then a force pulled me out. It turned out that my friends lined up in the water and dragged me to the shore hand in hand.
I was so scared that I cried and vomited. They laughed around me, and now they have a chance to laugh at me, the arrogant little Lord.
However, how simple and simple that laughter is! I always miss that laughter.
Now, my children have gone to school, and I have forgotten many things in the past. However, like the crescent moon in the sky, the lotus pond always appears in front of my eyes.
I miss the lotus pond, where I learned the harmonious beauty of nature and the simple beauty of people.