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twenty four Babyface was holding the ball by himself, with an outer shirt on his shoulders, and walked into the botanical garden, and I followed into the botanical garden.I haven't been back to the botanical garden for half a year. I used to go to and from school, walk through the garden every day, come and go, for more than five years.The botanical garden, my brother and I almost grew up in it, just like our own garden.When we were studying in Yude, we often went to the botanical garden to fight swords with a large group of people.The Dabao and Erbao of Qin’s staff in Lane 28, Longjiang Street are also our buddies.I cut two bamboo swords with a boy scout knife. My handle is "Dragon Yin", and my brother's handle is "Tiger Roar". The roar of the tiger combines two swords to fight against the two evil spirits.We jumped up and down on the steps of the rocky mountain in the botanical garden, fighting until the sky was dim and the sun and the moon were dark.The two evil spirits of Zhongnan are so evil that they are so evil that they often make the dragon and tiger heroes chase them out of the botanical garden.Once I cut Qin Dabao down the steps with a sword, and his head hit a stone, hitting a tumor the size of a walnut. Qin's mother defended her fault, and reported to her father, saying: "Your two children are so wild. It's like talking, and we should take good care of it." Our "Dragon Chan" and "Tiger Roar" were confiscated and burned as firewood.Dabao Erbao High School did not pass the Yude exam, and later entered Taibei Middle School to play Taibao.We are all familiar with every plant and tree in the botanical garden like old friends.Catch tadpoles in spring, climb to the oily tree to catch cicadas in summer, and pick lotus pods in the lotus pond in autumn.

One summer has not come, the lotus in the pond in the botanical garden has already bloomed, the pond is full of pink petals, and the lotus leaves three or four feet high rise out of the water, with big fans, and the area is green, washed by the rain. Very fresh.The green lotus pods have already begun to bear seeds, and the fragrance of lotus leaves and lotus flowers blows in the wind. Once it enters the nose, it is like a refreshing medicine, and it directly penetrates into the brain. "In another week, we will be able to pick these lotus pods." I caught up with the baby face and pointed to a few lotus pods swaying in the pond.

"In less than a week, these big ones have long since disappeared!" Babyface said with a smile, "In the past few days, I've been looking at them every morning, and I'll pick them off as soon as they get stuck." "Those few can't be reached, it's a pity, I'm afraid they are already ripe." I pointed to the very large lotus pods in the center of the pond and said. "I have a very long bamboo pole with a crescent knife tied to the end of it at home. I'll try it out and hook those big lotus pods." "Where can it be hooked so far away? Be careful not to fall into the pond."

Babyface giggled and said: "Jizui once came with us to pick lotus pods. The greedy ghost picked three and it wasn't enough. He slipped into the pond and was covered in mud. He looked like a big turtle!" Babyface tossed the ball in the air, and rushed to catch it. "Which class are you in?" I asked. "Class C of the third year of junior high school." "Oh, your mentor is 'Platypus' isn't it?" "By the way, it's her, how do you know?" Babyface smiled. "I asked her to teach me in the past. Be good, it's amazing!"

Wang Ying is a well-known Rakshasa girl who writes like a knife without mercy.Natural history subjects are the most tricky and weird. Once, she asked a question about platypus, which failed all the students, so everyone called her "platypus".In fact, Wang Ying is very beautiful. When she comes to class, she often holds a pink parasol. "You must have a poor natural history score, right?" "That's not it," Babyface protested hastily, "When I was in the second year of junior high, I ranked first in the plant class with a score of ninety-five." "Hey, that's amazing! I heard that 'Platypus' never gives ninety points. Why are your plants so good?"

"I live in the botanical garden," Babyface said with a smile, "My father works as a researcher at the Agriculture and Forestry Laboratory, and he taught me to recognize plants of various families since I was a child." We have crossed the stone bridge and entered the garden of the Agriculture and Forestry Laboratory.There are five glass flower houses in a row in the garden. The rooms are filled with potted flowers and plants layer by layer. There are rows of flower gardens outside, where various flower seedlings are cultivated. Many labels are inserted in the gardens, with Latin scientific names written on them.We passed a glass greenhouse in which many ferns were hung, and long strips of green leaves hung down like streamers.

"These are golden mosses," Babyface explained to me, pointing to a row of very slender, velvety green ferns hanging in the air. "This is also called 'virgin hair'. It is difficult to cultivate. The humidity can be adjusted in the greenhouse. This plant likes water the most—" "Ah, come and see, they are all open!" Babyface excitedly ran to the front of a flowerbed, squatted down, turned back and waved to me.I walked over, and the flowerbed was densely planted with a small flower of dark purple and light red, all blooming. "These flowers are planted by my father." Babyface said to me excitedly.

"What's the name of these flowers?" I asked, I don't even remember the names of the flowers and plants, I only passed the make-up exam for plants. "You don't know about this either?" Babyface said triumphantly, "This is called a pansy, and the color is a mutation. My dad cultivated it through artificial mating. Take a closer look, what do these flowers look like?" "Cat face," I said. "Heh, heh," Babyface said with a big laugh, shaking his hands wildly, "no, no, it looks like a human face, so it's also called 'Human Face Flower'."

Babyface stood up, and as he walked, he told me that his father often got up in the middle of the night to come to the flower garden to observe the flower seedlings he planted.We walked through the garden and came to the dormitory of the Agricultural and Forestry Laboratory. It was a row of old Japanese-style wooden houses, inside and out, shaded by trees. "That's our home," Babyface stopped and pointed to the second wooden house, and said to me, that house was completely covered by green and fat banana trees. "Brother!" A boy of seventeen or eighteen suddenly ran out of the room, shouted at the baby face and said:

"Where have you been crazy? I have been looking for you all afternoon!" "I went to school to play ball." Babyface threw the basketball in his hand to the big boy, and the big boy caught it and blamed: "Boy, stole my ball again." "We bet Qingbing with the sharp mouth and the others, and the sharp mouth and the others lost, and they lost it again!" Babyface turned around and grimaced at me and smiled. "Just be wild, you got into trouble. Daddy told you to borrow that encyclopedia from Uncle Liu. Where's the book?" "Oh! Damn it! Damn it!" Babyface knocked on his breast pocket, "I'll borrow it right away." "Waiting for you to go? I went to borrow it a long time ago. Daddy is angry, hurry up and get in, be careful beat!"

The big boy grabbed the baby face by one ear and dragged it in. The baby face's head was pulled to one side, and he jumped and followed in. When he reached the gate, he broke free from the big boy's hand and turned around. , grinned at me and waved his hand.The big boy slammed the door shut.Bang, bang, the sound of a basketball hitting the ground came from inside the door. The setting sun slanted, and the shadows of the trees on the ground became longer and longer, lying on the lawn one by one.My own shadow was also stretched by the setting sun, weaving back and forth among the criss-crossing shadows of trees.I climbed up the grass slope, and the shadow gradually stood up, and I ran down the slope, and the shadow fled forward in a hurry.Walking out of the forest, suddenly, with a gust of wind, there was a faint and trembling harmonica sound.At one moment, the sound of the zither seemed very far away, starting from the other side of the lotus pond, and at another moment it seemed very close to me. Behind the ancient banyan tree with beard and hair hanging down, intermittently, ups and downs, I ran towards the sound of the zither and passed through it. From the dense golden silk bamboo forest, the scorched bamboo leaves and bamboo sheaths (Yintuo) on the ground made a crisp sound when I stepped on them. I covered my head with both hands and kept away those sharp bamboo branches. Rampage.I remember that afternoon, that was the last time, we came to the botanical garden together, and my brother and I made an appointment to meet in the botanical garden after school, and I told him to wait for me under the big bread tree at the end of Wuqiao bridge outside the bamboo forest, and I Take him home by bike.I arrived at the head of the stone bridge, but I didn't see Diwa.My brother, I called, my brother, where are you?Suddenly, from the huge bread tree with overlapping broad leaves, a resonant harmonica slipped down like a throwing line.I looked up and saw that Diwa was sitting on a branch of the bread tree. Those dark green broad leaves were like a pair of big fans, covering half of Diwa's body. He is playing the "Qingping Tune" with the Butterfly brand harmonica I gave him.My brother, I cried. "Brother!" I yelled loudly. The sound of the zither was suddenly interrupted, and outside the bamboo forest, in the large lotus pond, the tender lotus leaves were overwhelmed by the evening wind, and there was a slightly astringent fragrance of lotus leaves flowing in the garden.Another gust of wind passed by, and a row of lotus covers rolled over each other and reclined. On the stone path opposite the lotus pond, the heads of three or five male students appeared.After a while, the sound of the harmonica just now rose tremblingly on the other side of the lotus pond, gradually went away, and disappeared with the wind. (: The bark or leaf that falls off from a plant) 25 You Yao Cave Last Saturday night, the author stumbled into a very forbidden area by mistake.The ancient Liu Ruan went to the rooftop, but the author visited the demon cave, which opened his eyes.It is said that Lane 1, 25, East Nanjing Road in this city is originally a bustling area with row upon row of teahouses and wine pavilions, but under these barbecue shops, coffee shops, and Japanese restaurants, there is a secret called "Anle Township" hidden. bar.If the reader walks down a narrow door next to the golden angel, he will enter this strange cave.Please don't be nervous, there are no three-headed and six-armed man-eating monsters here, but a group of "human monsters" with jade faces, red lips, smiles and hopes.The author accidentally discovered Omoto Kan, a masculinity in this city. His eyes were dazzled for a while, his heart was shaken, and he almost suspected that he was in a "peach" paradise outside the world. "An Le Township" is luxuriously decorated, with a majestic atmosphere, with soft singing voices and idiotic laughter. It is a gentle town with red lights and green wine.According to Yun, people who come here to eat the forbidden fruit (divided peaches) range from wealthy businessmen, doctors and lawyers, down to shop assistants, soldiers and students.The author inquired around and found out that the backstage boss of "Anle Township" is a celebrity in the film and television industry.No wonder that night was star-studded, and a young student who had recently become famous was also present impressively.However, the monsters have different paths, and the ghost cave cannot stay for a long time. After drinking a bottle of beer, the author hurriedly left and returned to the world. ---Our reporter Fan Ren I went to Anle Township to go to work, and as soon as I entered the bar, I heard our teacher Yang, Xiaoyu, Wu Min, and Mouse discussing in the bar. Everyone seemed very excited.When the master saw me, he panted and handed me a copy of the "Chun Shen Evening News" he was holding in his hand.The social fax column on the third page of the Evening News published the article "Traveling in the Demon's Cave" reported by Fan Ren, and the title was in extra large characters. The "Chunshen Evening News" is said to have been run by a small leader of the youth gang in Shanghai in the past, who made his fortune exclusively on shady news.Last month, the "Chunshen Evening News" dug out the secrets of a well-known female star Luo Lili who was a dancer in Huadu before she made her fortune. The story was so embarrassing that the female star was so angry that she took sleeping pills and almost died. , The city was full of trouble. "Sons!" The master called us together, waving the "Chunshen Evening News" in his hand, and said to us: "This is called 'disaster from the sky'! We are not lucky in our fleeting years, but we have encountered such an evil star." , All our identities were exposed. I am afraid that there will be no balance in the future. In the past two months or so, we master and apprentice have finally enjoyed a blessing and lived a life like a human. Seeing that our Anle Township is about to Big hair, I haven't settled the bill this month, and it seems to be at least 30% more than last month. If this continues, our master and apprentice will have no worries about their livelihood. At the beginning, the master tried his best to open this hotel, half of it was for You guys, make a nest so that you don’t end up on the streets. You can’t blame your master, I’ve done my best for you. It’s all about you guys, you were born to run around, this kind of peace and stability I'm afraid you won't be able to enjoy the days of the "Chunshen Evening News" and the bastards. You all remember Luo Lili's case? It made people unable to survive or die. Now spread the word , we have become the top news figures in Taipei City, even more unusual than Luo Lili. Mr. Sheng probably hasn't seen today's "Chunshen Evening News", otherwise, he might have been so anxious that he dared to go to Anle Will Xiang come to support us? This bad reporter named Fan Ren—do you remember seeing any suspicious people last Saturday?" We looked at each other, and after a while, Xiaoyu shouted as if thinking of something: "I remember! That night, a stranger asked me about who the boss of Anle Township was. That guy was a ghost, and he was wearing a black suit. He knew he was an outsider at a glance, but he didn't say anything. I thought it was the villain of the Chunshen Evening News!" "Oh," the master nodded, thought for a moment, and then said to us: "If you make a public announcement, you may attract a group of spectators later. Listen: tonight, everyone must calm down and accept everything. Don't talk too much, don't be rash, there will be more dangers in the future, if one is bad, we have our share in sending Huoshao Island!" Before the master's words were finished, the door opened with a bang, and some irrelevant strangers broke in in twos and threes.At the beginning, we sat sparsely in various corners, not very conspicuous, and the master ordered us to serve wine and cigarettes as usual.After eight o'clock, the situation changed drastically. Groups of outsiders flocked into Anle Township. Within a moment, a basement was full of uninvited guests that we had never seen before.The group of birds that came to report to Anle Township every night probably got wind of the news and disappeared one by one. Even if there were one or two, they flew in recklessly. Face, knowing that the situation was not good, slipped away quietly.Most of the strangers were young people, and there was a group of frivolous teenagers who often hang out in the Savage Cafe. I met them a few times in the Savage Cafe, and I brought a few girls here to watch the fun.As soon as the group of teenagers entered the door, their eyes rolled around, they searched everywhere, and then they whispered and pointed.There were bursts of laughter, one after another, and the sharpest and harshest laugh came from a girl with a ponytail, a pair of boots, and blue eyeliner on her eyelids. Where? over there. which one? It's those two. Didn't the newspapers say there were many—— The ponytail was standing not far from the bar, she leaned close to the ear of a teenager in a fiery red T-shirt, and kept asking.Amidst the buzzing laughter, two words kept bouncing back and forth in this amber-lighted basement, bouncing from corner to corner, bouncing and rolling from that corner return. shemale shemale shemale shemale shemale Around the bar counter, there are pairs of smiling eyes floating around, closely following Xiaoyu and me, patrolling here and there.Xiaoyuquan and I surrounded the bar counter, letting those eyes look from head to toe, and climbed inch by inch from foot to back to our faces.Those eyes, shooting from all directions, we can't hide, and we can't escape.I remember when I was eight years old, my mother had just left that year, and once I took my younger brother to play by the river in Shulan Street. There was a pineapple-sized honeycomb hanging on the trunk of a willow tree by the river. I didn’t know how powerful it was. , picked up the mud and threw it for fun, smashed a corner of the beehive, and with a buzzing sound, a nest of angry hornets flew out, chasing me, I screamed and ran wildly, my head and face were already stung After a few times, no matter how much you wave your hands, you can't get rid of the group of angry peaks who are chasing madly.When I got home, my face was swollen and bright purple, and my eyelids were also swollen, and my eyes were swollen into a crack. The pain was so painful that I couldn't sleep at night.All of a sudden, I felt those eyes, like a swarm of irritated wasps, staring at my head and face one by one, gnawing at me tightly.My hand holding the beer glass trembled, and the beer with white foam in the glass splashed out, splashing on my pants and shoes. Xiaoyu probably panicked from being stared at, and one of the wine glasses slipped to the ground. smashed to pieces.The mouse wandered around the crowd with the wine, but no one paid any attention to it, but Wu Min suffered enough, and was teased severely by the group of frivolous teenagers. "Glass," one called out to stop him, "Rabbit," and the other patted his head.Wu Min hid back and forth, really like a white rabbit being chased by hounds and running away in panic.Ah Xiongzi was locked in the kitchen by his master and was not allowed to come out, because he was afraid that he would beat people and cause trouble because he was ignorant. At the other end of the bar, on the other side of the electronic organ, Yang Sanlang was still sitting there indifferently, wearing his pair of black glasses, with his head half-raised, with a dull smile on his face, still taking his time there , playing the song "Taipei Bridge Bruce" composed by himself.