In winter in Beijing, there is still snow on the ground, gray-black bald branches are forked in the clear sky, and one or two kites are floating in the distance, which is a surprise and sadness for me. The kite season in my hometown is spring and February. If you hear the rustling wind wheel, you can see a crab kite with light ink color or a centipede kite with bright blue color. There is also a lonely tile kite, which has no wind wheel and is placed very low, showing a lonely and pitiful look. But at this time, the willows on the ground have sprouted, and the early peaches are also spitting buds, which are in harmony with the decorations of the children in the sky, making it a gentle spring day. Where am I now? It is still cold around in winter, but the long-lost spring in my hometown is rippling in this sky.

But I have never liked flying kites. Not only do I hate flying kites, but I also hate flying kites, because I think this is something that worthless children do. Contrary to me, my little brother, who was about ten years old at that time, was very ill and thin. However, he likes kites best, and I can't afford them. He had to open his mouth and stare blankly at the sky, sometimes for half a day. The crab kite in the distance suddenly fell, and he exclaimed; The entanglement between the two tile kites was untied, and he jumped up happily. All this is my laughingstock and shame. One day, it suddenly occurred to me that I didn't seem to have seen him much, but I remember seeing him picking up dead bamboo in the back garden.

Like an epiphany, I ran to a small house where few people went, pushed open the door and found him among the dusty things. He sat on a small stool, facing the wide stool; He stood up in horror, his face was bloodless and he winced. Beside the wide stool, there is a bamboo bone of a butterfly kite, which has not been pasted with paper. There is a pair of small wind wheels for eyes on the stool, decorated with red paper strips, which will be finished soon. In the satisfaction of uncovering the secret, I was angry that he wouldn't let me know, so I took great pains to steal the toys of those useless children. I immediately reached out and broke a wing bone of the butterfly, and then threw the wind wheel to the ground and trampled it flat. In terms of age and strength, he can't compare with me. Of course, I won a complete victory, so I proudly walked out, leaving him standing in the hut in despair. I don't know what happened to him later, and I didn't pay attention.

However, my punishment finally came. Long after we left, I was in middle age. Unfortunately, I occasionally read a foreign book about children, only to know that games are the most legitimate behavior of children and toys are their angels. So the scene that I have never recalled in the past 20 years when my spirit was destroyed suddenly unfolded before my eyes, and my heart seemed to turn into lead at the same time, falling heavily.

But the heart didn't fall, didn't break. He just had a bad fall, a bad fall.

I also know the way to make up for it: give him a kite, approve of his flying, persuade him to fly, and I will fly with him. We shouted, ran and laughed. -But he already has a beard like me.

I also know that there is another way to make up for it: ask his forgiveness and wait for him to say, "I don't blame you at all." Then, my heart must relax. This is indeed a feasible method. Once, as soon as we met, many hard stripes of "life" were engraved on our faces, and my heart was heavy. When we gradually talked about the past, I came to this paragraph and talked about the cruelty of childhood. "I don't blame you at all."

I think, as soon as he said it, I was forgiven immediately, and my heart was relieved from now on.

"Is there such a thing?" He said with a surprised smile, just like listening to other people telling stories. He doesn't remember anything.

What is there to forgive if you forget completely and have no resentment? Forgive without complaining, just lie.

What else can I ask for? My heart has to be heavy.

Now, the spring in my hometown permeates this strange place, which reminds me of my long-lost childhood and brings me uncertain sadness. I might as well hide in the cold winter-but it's cold all around, which gives me great cold and air conditioning.

Antelope Wood Carving (Author: Zhang Zhilu)

_ _ _ _ "Where is the antelope?" My mother suddenly asked me.

_ _ _ _ Mom said that antelope is a handicraft carved from black hardwood. Dad brought it back to me from Africa. It's always in the corner of my desk.

At the moment, my heart is pounding because I gave it to my good friend Wan Fang yesterday.

_ _ _ _ "Didn't dad say it was for me?" I whispered.

_ _ _ _ "I know I gave it to you, but where is it now?" My mother's eyes fixed on me. I found that things were not as simple as I thought.

_ _ _ _ "I put it away."

_ _ _ _ "Where did you put it? Show me. " Mom seems to see that I'm lying. Because I stood there motionless and looked down at her.

_ _ _ _ "To tell the truth ... is it for sale?" Mother became very strict.

_ _ _ _ "I didn't sell it ... I gave it away." I feel my voice trembling.

_ _ _ _ "To whom? Tell me. " Mother put her hand on my shoulder.

_ _ _ _ "I gave it to Wan Fang. She is my best friend. "

_ _ _ _ "You go and get it back now!" Mother said firmly, "How can you give such a precious thing away?"? Why don't I go to Guangzhou with you? " Don't! "I cried and cried.

_ _ _ _ Dad came in to listen to Mom's story. He lit a cigarette quietly and said to me slowly, "It's not impossible for children to give things, but it depends on what they want to see." Such expensive things are not like snacks and a box of sweets. How can you make your own decisions? " Dad's voice has always been calm, but with an irresistible force.

_ _ _ _ "You have given it to me."

_ _ _ _ "Yes, dad gave it to you, but you are not allowed to give it away? quot

_ _ _ _ I have no reason. I feel very sad when I think that they will soon force me to go to Wan Fang to get the antelope back. They don't know what kind of good friend Wan Fang is.

_ _ _ _ We have been together since kindergarten. She studies well and is not selfish at all. We are inseparable, and the Chinese teacher calls us "two in one"

_ _ _ _ Last week in physical education class, all our classmates put on the new sportswear we just bought. After jumping over the goat, we caught the young trees and played around them. Accidentally, my pants were cut by a tree. I sat under the tree and secretly wiped my tears. I love my pants, and I'm afraid of being told when I go home. Wan Fang stopped playing and sat next to me sighing. Suddenly, she jumped up and patted her ass and said, "Let's change first. My mother is a senior tailor. She can sew up the big hole in her trousers without even noticing it. ? quot

_ _ _ _ At that time, I thought I was saved, so I changed my pants with Wan Fang. Later, I heard that her mother made her stand against the wall for an hour for this matter.

_ _ _ _ _ _ "Why didn't you say the pants were mine?" She smiled: "My mother is a mother-in-law. If she knows, she will let your mother know sooner or later. "

_ _ _ _ I want to change my pants. She casually said, "Forget it, I've been standing for an hour anyway. If changed, you have to stand for two hours ... "Until now, I still wear her sweatpants. Every time I go to physical education class, I feel sorry for her when I see that long scar on her pants.

_ _ _ _ Yesterday, Wan Fang came to my house to play. I saw that she especially liked the antelope on my desk, so I picked it up and handed it to her and said, "Here you are, we will always be good friends ... forever? Quot She was very excited, too, and took out a pair of curved hidden things from her pocket and gave them to me.

_ _ _ _ I don't know when grandma stood at the door. She must have wanted to say something, but she didn't. At this time, my mother took out an iron box of candy from the cupboard and said to me, "My mother doesn't understand. You give this box of candy to your good friend ... ",that antelope, even mom and dad are reluctant to give it away! "I saw the preciousness of the antelope in my mother's eyes. She looked at me with her father as if waiting for something. I know that things are irreversible and tears are running down my cheeks. The room is very quiet. Grandma suddenly said, "forget it, it's not good." "My mother handed me the candy box and said," You don't know how valuable wood carving is. I can't stand it any longer. I pushed open my mother's candy box and ran out in the rain.

_ _ _ _ I came all the way with the knife that Wan Fang gave me. what can I say? Will she be my friend as before? Definitely not.

_ _ _ _ I gently knocked on the door. The door opened and Wan Fang reached out and pulled me in.

_ _ _ _ "Wan Fang ..." I stood in the aisle and refused to go any further.

_ _ _ _ "What's the matter with you? Did you get hit without an umbrella? " Wan Fang looked at me strangely.

_ _ _ _ "No ..." I slowly took out a knife from my pocket. "Can you give me back the antelope ..." I could hardly hear my voice.

_ _ _ _ Wan Fang leng ~, no knife, just bit his lip and looked at me, I lowered my eyes, afraid to look at her.

_ _ _ _ "Yesterday was not a good speech. How could you do that? I tried not to cry. At this moment, her mother came out of the house. Seeing the knife in my hand and our appearance, I immediately understood: "Wan Fang, did you take something from someone else?" " "

_ _ _ _ Wan Fang gave me a look and ran into the house. After a while, she came out with the antelope. Her mother took it and said, "Oh, dear! How can you take such a precious thing from others! " She handed the antelope to me. "Take it well, don't feel bad, look back and I'll hit her!"

_ _ _ _ I handed the knife to her and said, "Aunt! I gave her the antelope, and it's all my fault ... "When I looked up, Wan Fang had already left, and she wouldn't be with me anymore ... I walked slowly on the road alone. The moon came out, so cold that I couldn't help shivering. There is not a sound on the road. Suddenly, I heard someone calling my name. I turned around and saw Wan Fang running. She put a knife into my hand and said; You take it, we are still good friends ... "I just looked at her and cried. I think I am the saddest person in the world! Because I broke my word to my friend. What a disgraceful thing I have done!

_ _ _ _ But can it be all my fault?