Chapter 24 empty vase

Once upon a time, there were only two vases in my home.One is big and one is small. The larger one is round, fifty centimeters high and twenty centimeters in diameter.This vase has never been filled with flowers.The flowers that others give me, whether they are roses, lilies or ginger flowers, are shorter than the vase, and they don't look good at all when they are placed in them.Such a large vase should be used to hold Hippeastrum or a large bunch of Gladiolus.However, no one has ever given me such flowers.So, the vase is always empty. The small one, as small as a wine bottle, is only suitable for a few flowers.The flowers that others give me are usually large bunches, and they are very crowded in this vase.However, I also had no choice.

I often tell myself that if I want to buy a larger vase, the one that can just hold twelve roses is the best.I have never had the time to buy one. A few months ago, I finally found a transparent one with a moderate size. However, the girl who would send me a bouquet of flowers every year at the book fair is no longer there.A close friend of hers told me where her grave is.However, I have never believed that people still sleep under the earth after death.I would rather cast my condolences to the sky. Last year at the book fair, she sat next to me vividly.The book fair is here again, I finally found a vase I am satisfied with, but I will always be missing a bouquet of flowers.