Love between Lotus and Dragonfly

I am a lotus flower, and poets and scholars have given me beautiful names: water hibiscus, lotus flower, Yuhuan, June spring and Nahan. I like all these names, but I still like being called "Lotus Fairy". I think this is more in line with my temperament, elegance with a little fantasy and rich imagination.

Because she inherited her mother's excellent genes, she looks graceful and charming.

I like to stand quietly on the water and watch the love history between the blue sky and Princess Baiyun. I envy Princess Baiyun very much. No matter how naughty and eccentric she is, the blue sky will always tolerate her, love her forever, and let her pet her in her arms.

No matter what she looks like when she is quiet and pure, no matter whether she summons the storm on a whim or not, the blue sky will always love her.

I think it would be a great honor if I have such a husband who loves me so much.

At this time, Sister Qingfeng touched me with her dancing posture in a playful and lovely way and whispered to me: Look, Lotus Fairy! That little dragonfly is coming again.

Far away, I saw him pounce on me, rushing to me eagerly, then holding me naughty and gentle, touching my head gently with his head, making me itch.

Whether I like it or not, he is so overbearing and willful.

I looked disgusted and loudly told him not to be so rude. People didn't promise to give you a hug.

He said cheerfully, who told you to be so beautiful and moving? You see, there are thousands of lotus flowers in Qian Qian in the lotus pond, and I only love you this one. This is our destiny.

I despise him for saying that this is just your own wishful thinking.

I heard from my mother that the poet used a famous poem to describe the loveliness of our lotus.

"Xiao He just showed his sharp corner, and the dragonfly had already stood on his head!" I want to know why this stinking dragonfly is standing on our heads. Why not the graceful dancer Butterfly Jun? Why not be a diligent and polite bee?

Just as I was deep in thought, the little dragonfly instantly released me, circled over my head several times, and then suddenly stopped flapping its wings and left a deep kiss on my head. It flew away before I could react. Guy who comes and goes without a trace.

I know, it's just him playing hard to get. I can't escape this little trick. However, I don't know why there is a sense of loss.

He hasn't been here for several days. Clear sky Wan Li, Princess Baiyun is influenced by clear sky Wan Li. They were so happy that they scattered dog food all over the floor for us.

We fairy sisters danced lightly with the clear water and the joy of small fish chasing under our feet in the kiss of Sister Qingfeng.

But I am always a little shy in my heart, as long as I think of that smelly dragonfly. I used to flirt almost every day, maybe I was used to it, but I didn't come these days, and I felt a little, I don't know, just empty.

Actually, I don't hate him, but I don't like him. Who told him to laugh at me? It started a month ago.

That day, a group of children came by the lake. One of them is very naughty. He left mud on my head, and I was helpless. No matter how hard Xifeng tried, she couldn't help me blow away that disgusting thing. You know, I'm a natural neat freak. How can I tolerate this pollution?

Just when I was disappointed, a little dragonfly flew from nowhere. He looked at me with a sly smile and said that a piece of shit had fallen on the flower. I didn't feel sick at first, but after hearing what he said, my stomach smelled sour and I wanted to throw up at once!

He kept laughing at me and I asked him to help me get rid of the dirty things. He thought for a long time, suddenly blinked his sly eyes and laughed, just like a prank looming in his mind, more elusive.

What I never expected was that this smelly dragonfly would use its own saliva to help me clean up. I saw him approaching me gently and slowly. He carefully moistened his warm lips, squeezed out saliva first, and then slowly sucked mud and saliva together.

Isn't this what people call kissing? It's over! It's completely over. My first kiss was easily taken away by this guy. My eyes are dizzy. My first kiss was for the person I love. Damn bugs!

I resisted, but it was useless. I always scold him, everything is dirty. But he said innocently, didn't you let me help you myself? Now that it's clean, you swear. How can you be such an elegant lotus and call yourself the "Lotus Fairy"? I think it's worse than a grass.

I was so angry that my waist shook and my face turned white that I vowed never to talk to him again!

Since then, this bug has been pestering me to play, singing to me and even dancing around me all day when I am interested.

I can't see him except in the storm, and sometimes he comes in the drizzle. Even in the drizzle, let's have an impromptu performance: a little water, which is wonderful! I smile at him from time to time. These also bring me endless fun, even if I don't want to admit it.

A month passed quickly. Today, I have grown from a little girl who has just exposed sharp corners to a big girl with sparkling petals.

My beautiful and elegant temperament has attracted many photographers, who make my photography more graceful and moving! Sometimes, when the dragonfly kisses me on my head, it is even snapped. They look at their own works, and from time to time they give out a voice of admiration! Still chanting poems in mouth:

After all, in mid-June,

The scenery is different from the four seasons.

Lotus leaves are infinitely green,

Lotus is bright red.

After a long time, I gradually got used to the dragonfly's domineering embrace and his affectionate kiss. Even if you don't want to admit it.

Mother often teaches us that although we are elegant and refined, we should not put our eyes on our heads and be kind to any other creature.

She deliberately criticized me, don't always criticize the shortcomings of the dragonfly, don't always stick a cold ass on someone else's hot face, as long as he loves you enough. Finding someone who loves you is much happier than finding someone you love. Of course, love is a perfect match.

He hasn't been here for a few days, he thought. My mind is full of his appearance, sometimes naughty, sometimes affectionate, sometimes sly but gentle. In short, my mind is full of smelly dragonflies, and my heart is full.

Just when I wondered why he didn't come, I saw his figure from a distance, and suddenly there was a wave of ups and downs in my heart, and I secretly laughed. This bug has finally come. I will give him a good scolding later. Hold his wings, hold his head tightly, hold his heart, and never let him fly away again.

By the time I thought this, he had already flown in front of me. But that's not him. It just looks a little like him. I felt an inexplicable sadness in an instant, and my mood suddenly fell from the clouds to the bottom, as if my whole heart had been evacuated and replaced by a sense of loss.

It turned out that he asked his brother to send me a message. He is ill. He is still reluctant to leave me since the last storm. His wings are wet and his clothes are wet, so he can't afford to get sick.

He said, don't worry about me. I'm well in a few days. Come and play with me.

I regret it very much. I looked at the bad weather at that time, because the blue sky and white clouds were out of place, and I knew there was going to be a storm. Advise him to go home early, but unfortunately he can't bear to leave. He still flapped his beautiful wings in the wind, showing his charming charm.

He said that if I went home and left me alone to suffer loneliness, his heart ached and he couldn't bear it. Well, depending on his determination, I'll leave him to play with me for a while. I also enjoy the pleasure of lingering with you. But now that he is ill, I feel inexplicably uncomfortable!

I spent a few days in self-reproach, which seemed like ten thousand years. Finally, I hope he will leap forward again in high spirits. The joy in my heart is indescribable, sweet and greasy, and we both burst into tears when we hugged each other.

As a proud lotus fairy, I will cry and I will know that my love is coming.

Maybe many lovers are like this. As a lotus fairy, I also deeply realized the sweetness of love.

You know, this is the love of a lotus. The noble and elegant lotus fairy is in love. It's beautiful. She's shy, sweet and happy. Her eyes only see each other, and she is so full in each other's hearts that she can't hold others anymore.

Every day in the future is like living in heaven. I want to shout to the sky and tell Princess Baiyun that I have the same amazing love as her.

Time flies, as I grow up slowly, the flowering period is over. Dragonfly and I know very well that in the near future, my petals will gradually wither and lotus seeds will replace me.

My heart is full of sadness, like something will suffocate at any time. The pain of separation is all around us, and he often dances charming wings to comfort me. But every time he jumps, my heart will be more attached, and I can't help but think that I am one step closer to leaving, and I am even more sad.

Dragonfly is also very painful, and said with tears: Even if you leave, I will come as scheduled every day, kissing your lotus, your lotus seeds, your branches and even your lotus leaves.

Wait for the next year, wait for you to sprout again, wait for you to grow another bud, wait for you to shine again.

I smiled. Is that still me? That's not me anymore. I know. I sighed, but I was helpless.

My life is very short, but it is enough to meet each other and love each other in our brightest time!

What happened afterwards? When I was boiled into lotus lily soup and offered to others at many weddings, I occasionally heard people say that the dragonfly was so loving. It kissed the trunk of the lotus fairy for a whole autumn and winter.

I was moved to tears. I believe lily soup will taste better if it is mixed with my tears. I also believe that this bowl of lotus and lily soup can bring more happiness to new people, because there are a few beautiful tears of my lotus fairy as seasoning in the soup, and there are also dragonflies' unswerving wishes for love.