In Taize Lake, the smoke waves are vast, and large green lotus leaves cover the sky, concealing a thin nine-curved corridor in the green ocean.
Ling Miaomiao heard a "buzz" in her ear, and a cool breeze brushed her face. A black bamboo dragonfly had already spiraled onto the blue sky. She grabbed her eyes quickly, and the dragonfly wings in her palms were still there. Spin.
The bamboo was hurriedly thinned with a sharp dagger, with sharp edges and corners. Ling Miaomiao stroked the rough surface, a little surprised: "You did it?"
Mu Sheng's dark eyes looked at Ling Miaomiao. The palm of the hand, the answer is unreasonable: "Have you played with it?"
"Of course, when I was a child, several of them flew badly." Ling Miaomiao fiddled with this simple bamboo dragonfly, eager to try, "Mou Sheng, I will fly it out, you can guarantee Get it back before falling into the water?"
Hei Lianhua was startled and nodded unexpectedly.
"Okay." Ling Miaomiao was gleeful, with bright eyes, "Come on, check if you are doing well." The
bamboo dragonfly flew out of her palm, turned awkwardly in the air, and planted with a kite off the wire. Go down.
She was taken aback, and she raised her sleeves in Mu Sheng. The falling bamboo dragon seemed to be held by a thread. It drew an arc in the air and flew back, falling back into his palm.
Mu Sheng squeezed the bamboo dragonfly, and the corners of his mouth curled up nonchalantly: "You can't fly." After
he said, he let go, and the bamboo dragonfly flew out suddenly, soaring up into the sky, distracting the golden sparkle outside the lake pavilion. The sunshine is flying high and far in the clear sky.
Ling Miaomiao looked up and muttered: "That's not right..." When the bamboo dragonfly fell, he grabbed it unbelievably in the palm of his hand.
She turned the revolving rod and saw the top of the wings clearly. She was angry and funny immediately: "You bamboo dragonfly, it
's weird to fly!" Mu Sheng's expression was about to come, and she was about to grab her when she split her hand. He turned and avoided dexterously.
Ling Miaomiao pointed to the wing and showed him: "The wing is a piece of bamboo. You have to cut out two slopes on the left and right to fly by the vortex. You can make a flat..."
And he can't be blamed. Poor Musheng only glanced at this ordinary toy, and drew the scoop according to the gourd, which didn't look like it.
Seeing that the young man became furious, she took advantage of the trend to hide the bamboo dragonfly in her sleeve, and touched his cuff with lightning speed: "Hey, you are still cheating..." She
stretched out her hand and pulled out a small piece in the sleeve. Miaomiao raised the piece of yellow paper at him without crying or laughing: "Interesting?"
Mu Sheng dropped his hands on his side, and a trace of hostility appeared between his eyebrows: "Where I want it to fly, it will fly. Where is it, isn't it interesting enough?"
This looks like a good student who has been caught cheating on an exam, resisting the eyes of the outside world like a trapped animal, and packing himself as fiercely and horizontally as possible.
"It's not impossible." The rough surface of the bamboo dragonfly in the sleeve rubbed her fingers. "It's only because of the wind and resignation that it looks like a bamboo dragonfly. You control it with a spell and you turn it into a puppet. Why is it called Dragonfly?"
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