Who can publish Grandpa's Garden written by Xiao Hong?

My grandfather lives in a small town on the Hulan River.

When I was born, my grandfather was over sixty years old.

There is a big garden in my home. There are bees, butterflies, dragonflies and grasshoppers in this garden. Butterflies include white butterflies and yellow butterflies. This kind of butterfly is very small and not very beautiful. The beautiful butterfly is red and covered with gold powder. Dragonflies are golden, grasshoppers are green, bees are buzzing, covered in fluff, and fall on a flower, as fat as a ball of fur.

Grandpa was in the backyard all day, and I followed him in the backyard. My grandfather brought a big straw hat and I wore a small one. When my grandfather planted flowers, so did I. Grandpa pulls weeds and I pull weeds. When grandpa planted Chinese cabbage, I followed behind and paved the planted soil nests with my feet. Where can I skate accurately, with one foot in the east and one foot in the west? Some not only did not cover the seeds with soil, but kicked them away.

Grandpa shovels, I shovel; Because I was too young to carry the hoe pole, my grandfather pulled it down and let me shovel it with the hoe's "head" alone. In fact, where there is a shovel, you just climb on the ground and hook it with a hoe for a while. I can't tell which is the seedling and which is the grass. Leek is often cut as a weed, and green bristlegrass is kept as an ear of wheat.

When my grandfather found that the piece I shoveled was full of green bristlegrass, he asked me:

"What is this?"

I said:

"Xiaomi."

Grandpa smiled, laughed enough, picked the grass and asked me:

"Is this what you eat every day?"

I said:

"yes."

I looked at my grandfather who was still smiling, and I said:

"If you don't believe me, I'll show you in the house."

I ran into the house, took out an ear of grain from the birdcage and threw it to my grandfather at a distance. Say:

"Isn't this the same?"

Grandpa called me slowly and told me that Xiaomi had a awn needle. No, but it's as hairy as a dog's tail.

Although my grandfather taught me, I didn't read it carefully, just admitted it generally. I looked up and saw a cucumber grow up, ran over and picked it, and I went to eat cucumber again. Maybe I didn't finish the cucumber, but I saw a big dragonfly flying by, so I left the cucumber to chase the dragonfly. I ran a few steps with the dragonfly and went to do something else.

When you are tired of playing, you run to find grandpa to make trouble for a while. My grandfather watered the vegetables, and I rushed to water them. Strangely enough, instead of watering the vegetables, I took a ladle and lifted the water to the sky with all my strength, shouting:

"It's raining, it's raining."

The sun in the garden is very strong. Flowers bloom, just like flowers wake up. The bird flew as if it were in the sky. This bug barks as if talking. Everything is alive. Do whatever you want. Do what you want. All free. Pumpkins can climb the shelf if they want, and the house if they want. If you want to open a cucumber, you can open a fake flower. If you want to open a cucumber, you can open it. Corn can grow as high as it wants, and nobody cares if it wants to grow in the sky. Butterflies fly at will. One moment a pair of yellow butterflies fly over the wall, and the other moment a white butterfly flies over the wall. Whose house did they come from and where did they fly? The sun doesn't know this either. Only the sky is blue, high and far.

I was tired of playing, so I found a shady place under the house and fell asleep. No pillow, no mat, just sleep with a straw hat covering your face.