Pet King

There was still more than half an hour before the plane landed.

The blonde girl in the front row pulled out a small comb, combed the soft blond hair, and made a crackling static sound. Then she put the comb back into her handbag and turned out a lot of bottles and jars of cosmetics. Make up carefully in the small mirror. Richard couldn't help thinking, maybe there would be a boyfriend at LAX ... or a girlfriend waiting for her?

Not only her, other passengers are also preparing for the disembarkation. They come and go in the aisle, line up and wait for the toilet. Occasionally, one or two bear children playfully want to go to Richard's tail. Avoid it flexibly.

Richard doesn't like the taste of cosmetics, nor does he like a bear child like Xiao Yile. He wants to change to a back and undisturbed position.

Fina was sleeping in a window seat, and Zhang Zi'an opened his mouth in the middle seat and snore. Richard decided to pick up the persimmon. He fluttered his wings and jumped over Zhang Zi'an's shoulder, looking out at the brown coastline passing by from time to time on the skyline outside the porthole.

Suddenly, it noticed its own reflection in the porthole's reflections—light gray feathers all over the body, and a tuft of dark red tail feathers.

He looked at it carefully, lowering his head and combing the feathers on his chest with his beak.

"Don't make trouble." Zhang Zi'an noticed its movement, opened his eyes stupidly, wiped his mouth with a murmur.

For this man who firmly occupied the bottom of the pet shop's food chain, Richard was too lazy to ignore him.

It reminded him of looking at the mirror for the first time in his lifetime.

At that time, it was not wise, it did not know that it was a "parrot", and there was no concept of a picture of a parrot in its mind. When it first saw its image in the mirror, it thought that another creature had invaded its territory. At the time, the courage was still small, and it shuddered in a corner, shivering.

"Oh dear, don't be afraid, it's you." She seemed to be amused by its response in her white coat, then held it in her arms and kept whispering softly.

"Alex, look, this is you, you are a parrot."

In her gentle whisper, it felt like she really wasn't so scared. At the time it was training to distinguish colors, so it asked, "What ... color?"

"Oh! Alex, you always surprise me! This is gray, look, your feathers are gray."

"Come on, cute, you have another name-'Grey'!"

That day, it was the first time it looked in the mirror, and since then it had firmly remembered the color of gray, and it had a nickname "gray", and she always called it when she expressed that she was about to get angry.

It's like the first time when it boarded the plane like a human with an air ticket, it snatched her prawn salad, and suspected that the fruit salad provided by the meal was not fresh and unwilling to eat it. After patiently coaxing fruitless times, she was also angry: "Damn! Ash! You must eat the fruit!"

It succumbed and ate the fruit salad obediently, not because of her angry tone, but because she saw her eyes staring at her, worried, anxious ... eyes.

Although the rotten apple tastes annoying, it can supplement the body's essential vitamins. It understood that since she had been infected with Aspergillus, her worries about her physical condition had become a bit of a rut.

And it did not want to see any trace of anxiety in her eyes.

...

"Two huangsongs sing and willows, a group of egrets on a sunny day—"

"No, baby, it's not sunny, it's blue, it's not two, it's one!"

A family of four sat on the left, and the Chinese mother reluctantly corrected the pronunciation of the son with a biracial face for the Nth time.

"Mum, I can carry it, I can carry it." The sister, who is also a mixed-race face, is very enthusiastic. "I don't know how to sleep in spring, mosquitoes everywhere ... mosquito bites!"

"MyGod!" The only mother in the family of four with an oriental face, "It's‘ Sounding Birds Everywhere ', you are even better than your brother! ”

The Chinese passengers around them all gave out a good laugh, some foreign passengers didn't understand, but they also felt something, and laughed.

Richard also grinned.

As a bird of interpretation, it naturally knows Oriental classical culture. Not to mention Tang poetry and Song poetry, even the Han Fu Yuan Qu can handle it with ease. And it first accepted the influence of this culture, still a long time ago ...

That year, she took it to Tucson in the southern United States and lived in a farmhouse eight miles from the city center. Many mornings, it will accompany her on the terrace, drinking coffee and welcoming the sunrise.

The sun rose to the Lincoln Range in the east. With her, she watched the sun's rays shine directly in front of the highest peak of the Santa Catalina Mountains. She always sighed at the beauty of the lilac, pink glow, often sighing: "Dear Alex, look at how amazing nature is! You are all darlings of the Creator!"

The hidden old tea praised the young Doctor who learned both Chinese and Western, but in fact she did not give up. Soon after staying at the farm, perhaps because her mother tongue could not satisfy her beautiful feelings for nature, she began to teach it all kinds of "yun steaming Xiawei" and "qi steaming Yunmengze".

At that time, it could not understand such complicated words and meanings, and it could only be imitated mechanically. However, deep in the memory, she still remembers the two sentences she most often chanted: "Shanguang Yuexian", "Yellow Leaf Parrot" Two beeps. "

It wasn't until he became an elf that he understood the meaning of these verses and realized how difficult it is for a foreigner to learn classical Chinese poetry. She often says that it is the pride of her life, in fact, she is the pride of it.

It's the whole world.

"X-art ... Brazzers ... Kink ... DigitalSin ... Private ... Wicked ... hehe, babes ... I came, I saw, I conquered ..." Zhang Zian murmured with a disgusting smile on the corner of his mouth. It ’s like dreams.

Richard woke up from his memories for a while and shivered!

Why did the idiot speak English so well only at such times!

Fortunately, his voice is not loud. If it is heard by the surrounding passengers, it is estimated that the police will report directly!

It glanced disgustedly at the drooling Zhang Zi'an, and strove back with his wings to pull the small blanket that was about to slip off.

This idiot thought that it was a random event in the Chinese professor's class at the beginning, and he was lucky.

Actually it was attracted.

Although the old man taught modern Chinese to be drowsy, "Ancient Chinese Literature" spoke with eloquence. In the last class before Zhang Zi'an went, he was talking about "Drinking Water" by Nalan Rongruo, the first poet of the Qing Dynasty.

"The gambling book was scented with tea. At that time, it was just an ordinary ... the past is not the same as before. Now it can't be achieved ... the tea in the wine is half full, and the past is full of dreams.

I accidentally heard it in one ear and just choked it.

What love is, it does n’t understand in life, the word is too complicated. Just the night before he died, it seemed to be in the dark, so she said "I love you."

What love is, it doesn't understand what turns into an elf, this emotion is too deep. However, it did not understand why he had become an elf who could soar freely in the sky, but there was always a place in his heart that was empty and overgrown with weeds. Whenever I think of her, that sour feeling, it recalls the thirty years she has been with her, she teaches it by hand, it accompanies her who is lonely, and when she is angry, she loses her temper with it ... "The Times" The visionary journalist once said in the report that Doctor and it were like a couple.

Qin Se harmonizes with Ming, and sighs with each other ... It already understands the beauty of these words, but it also understands that this is a luxury it can never reach in this life.

Love is company, letting go. It has long understood this truth, but just does not know where the sourness in his heart comes from ... Hearing those two poems is just as inspiring. It turns out that because the days of companionship will never be there again, it is annoyed that it has not kept in mind every bit of the past thirty years, and it is annoyed that it has not been cherished in the past.

In the past, there was a half-drink of tea in the wine.

It stared at the other side of the ocean, her eyes gradually blurred, and in the white clouds, her tender face appeared, and her young face was covered with traces of years, but in her eyes, it was faintly thirty years ago, clever smile Qianxi that woman.

The furthest distance in the world is not life and death, but I stand in front of you, but you don't know that I love you.

The furthest distance in the world is not that you do n’t know that I love you, but that I want you to be heartbroken,

But I can only bury my heart.

...

"Hello passengers ~ www.readwn.com ~ Here is a broadcast from the captain. We expect to arrive at the destination Los Angeles International Airport in 20 minutes. Now local time is 11:10 am and the temperature is 9 degrees Celsius, Breeze, light rain, passengers who want to enjoy the California sunshine may be disappointed. The runway is a bit slippery, please fasten your seat belts and prepare to land. Thank you very much for joining us today, and hope that your mood will not be affected by the bad weather, thank you ! "

The English broadcast on the plane awakened Zhang Zi'an's dream of riding the ocean on the prairie horse. He noticed that Richard seemed to be out of whack, and developed a prank mentality.

"Richard, what do you want to do in heaven? What's in the sky? Shall we not have a gray machine? Ah ha ha ha! Do you know? Bird lovers give the gray parrot a nickname and call it 'gray machine' . "He bent his fingers to play it.

"You stupid idiot, Uncle Ben just got sand in his eyes." It hid flexibly, glared at him, jumped back to his seat like an elegant gentleman, "it's time to get off the plane , Fasten your seat belts. Another good news, it's raining in Los Angeles. "

Zhang Zi'an felt the murderous spirit from the left.