Who has the full text of Lost Sunday? Urgent!

Early in the morning, the girl Lin wanted to open her eyes and saw that everything was blue, even her mother was blue. She thought she didn't see clearly, so she quickly put on her glasses, but the world she saw through the lens was still the same blue, only clearer.

She drank a glass of blue milk and ate two bags of blue beans.

I feel very sad when I eat something blue. Blue Lin wants to go to school with a blue bag on her back.

Lin clearly remembers that today should be Sunday, but both the radio, the electronic desk calendar and her mother clearly told her that today is Monday. How could it be gone this Sunday?

Just thinking, I met my good boy Yao. Lan Yao didn't fight with her as usual. He just asked worriedly, "Think about it, Lin. What about Sunday? " Do you know where you went on Sunday? "

Along the way, more and more students are asking about the lost Sunday. Everyone's face was too scared to inquire about Sunday's news, with eyebrows pulled and mouth pursed.

Lin thinks she doesn't want to discuss this unanswered question any more. She walked slowly and came last. The blue school will be in sight soon. Alas, there will be classes again. She really didn't want to go in, so she turned and walked along the school wall.

Walking, I saw a little blue girl sitting on the wall, wearing a small blue straw hat. The little girl hung her head and looked sadly at her feet hanging on the wall. She is simply a rare little person.

Lin felt that there seemed to be a big secret hidden in her sad little eyes.

"Hi, who are you?" She shouted softly.

The little girl doesn't talk.

Do you know where you lost it on Sunday?

The little girl looked at her, but still didn't speak. She is not in the mood to talk at all.

"Tell me? Please! "

The little girl took off her straw hat, threw it over, pointed it and let her in. When the straw hat arrived at Lin Xiang, it became bigger, orange and glowing. Lin felt that as soon as she entered, she floated like a flying boat.

The little girl pointed to the sky, blew a thin whistle and her hat flew high. Lin was a little scared to think of it, but she really wanted to leave this blue and sad world, so she quietly let the straw hat take her to the sky.

On this day, many people on the blue campus saw it. Lin wants to ride an orange straw hat to the sky. Yao also saw it. At that time, he was sitting at the window of the classroom, staring at the sky in a daze. Lin wanted to think, too much. How lucky she is! After class, he ran out of the campus and remembered that Lin was going to the fence. Sure enough, he also met the little girl on the wall. The little girl said at this moment, "Don't look, I'll let your friend go to heaven to find the answer."

Yao shook at the little girl. "You, are you a fairy? You must be! Can you let me go to heaven? "

"No," the elf shook his head regretfully. "I only have a straw hat."

"Well, can I go to the wall and sit with you?"

"Well-no," thought the elf. "I am very sad now."

"I can comfort you!" Shaking, Yao said that he had climbed the wall and sat next to the fairy. Actually, he can't comfort people. He just has many questions to ask. "Lin wants to go to the sky. Can he find Sunday?"

"Of course you can find it."

"Why?"

"Because Sunday is in the sky." The fairy pulled her eyebrows and said softly.

Let me talk about Lin again. Wearing a straw hat, I went to heaven and met more fairies.

These fairies are not like those on the wall. They play and make noise in the hanging garden. White clouds wander here, and some fairies sleep on a cloud, drifting east and west. As soon as they saw the forest, they all gathered around. "She must have been sent by a little sadness! Look, sad little hat ... Look, she is blue, too ... "

Why is the fairy on the wall a little sad? Lin thought about it and soon understood it. She also knows the names of all fairies, such as happy fairies, bold fairies, clever fairies, curious fairies, capable fairies, considerate fairies, villains, idiots and problem children. ...

At first, there were seven days in the sky. For six days, fairies have been busy with their work. Their job is to take turns delivering things to the children on the ground. If he is bolder today, he will bring many brave little stars into this world and throw them to the children. When the little star flashes, the timid child will gain courage; If it is problem children, he will become a little invisible man, whispering endlessly in every child's ear, especially the boy's, and giving a lot of bad ideas. On this day, the children will be particularly naughty. ...

But only one fairy can come down to earth at a time, and the others have to wait in the hanging garden.

It doesn't matter who falls every time. Little fairies have no schedule. Every time they go to the earth, it depends on who gets there first. There is a rubber band on the garden gate. As long as a fairy comes running and steps out of the rubber band, others can't rob it again. If this little fairy stays on earth for too long, others can run and call him back.

Usually, little fools rarely have a chance to go out of the garden first. He is so stupid. There are even fewer opportunities to be a little sad, because she is busy crying, or her eyebrows are raised in a daze. As for cleverness and cleverness, they often step out of the garden at the same time, and as a result, they have to both return and let the little love who follows go out first.

Small curiosity always steals the timid first. A little timid is too timid. Little bad guys are not timid. Why are there not many opportunities to go out? That's because everyone likes to get in his way. He is so bad that no one wants him to show off.

Xiao Xin Kaebi, anyone loves to hit others more. She bounces around the garden all day, so children on earth are happy most of the time. But now, children are not as happy as before.

The fairies are busy every day. On Sundays, they all want to play and sleep, just like children on the earth.

But now, children on earth no longer enjoy Sunday. On this day, they still get up so early, have so much homework and have to make up classes. To tell the truth, they are becoming less and less like children.

The fairies discussed that since children on the earth don't want Sundays, why not take them away and let them spend one more Sunday in the hanging garden? It's quite satisfactory for fairies to lose one more working day and one more Sunday. It's quite sad for children on the ground to lose one more study day if one less Sunday.

That's why the sky turns blue. Blue is brought by a little sadness.

Originally, there were so few opportunities for Xiao to go out sadly. Most of the time, she stays in the corner of the garden sadly. But on this extra Sunday, no fairy rushed out. Everyone had a good time.

Xiaoxiao likes to be alone quietly. She can't stand the noise of two Sundays. So she avoided them, walked to the wall of the world and sat sadly. Although Xiao is silent, she has the ability to have an affair. When she came, the world turned blue. When the world turned blue, her emotional contagion killed every child. ...

Lin thought that on the day he arrived at the Hanging Garden, another thing happened. The fairies not only found her wearing a sad hat, but also said, "Look at this girl, why is she so prim?" Like a grown-up? "

"Who said not? Yesterday I saw many children like her, old nose and eyes, serious ... "

"Yes, look at her wearing glasses! They especially love glasses! Pretend to be an adult. "

Lin think a little scared, "I, I didn't pretend to be an adult, I was a child ..."

"But why do you always frown? Great people always frown! "

Lin thought he was speechless with his mouth open.

"Since you are not a child, why not be an old man?" Insert a little joke.

"What, what is the essence of the elderly?" Lin, think about it.

"Old people are fine, that is, children have become old people, not real old people, just a group of little old people, so they are called old people."

"I have to do this!" Little joke volunteered, even on Sunday, and immediately ran out of the garden.

Lin wants to chase him desperately, but where can she catch up with the fairy?

I can't help it, Lin thought. I can only ask the fairy for Sunday. "This Sunday is ours." She is very wronged.

The fairies argued with her endlessly, arguing, "What are you doing on Sunday? Still not wasted? "

"No, I like Sunday best!" Lin wanted to cry without tears, and he was really wronged. "Adults don't hit us!" "

It's noisy, but Xiao Sad has come back. She pulled Lin to a corner and whispered, "You can't go back. Little jokes turn all your friends into old people. "

"So ... what should I do?"

"You won't grow old unless you are with me." Small sad gently said slowly, "of course, you will be very sad."

However, Lin still misses his home very much. She didn't care so much, pestering her little sadness and asking her to borrow her hat.

At this time, it was already dark, and every building and every household was lit. In a family with children, there is an industrious old man sitting at a desk by the window. But no one is surprised, because everyone has changed, and no one has noticed this change.

They lay there, hunched, frowning and squinting, writing and writing. They are good at sighing and coughing. They all wear glasses, stick their faces to books and look at them with dim eyes. ...

To tell the truth, they are much older than real old people. No wonder they are called old people.

Lin thought of riding on a shiny straw hat. Seeing all this, she began to cry in the dark blue night. She is too reluctant to become an old man. Then, she had to continue to fly back with a little sad hat.

That night, Yao shook his pen and leaned over the window to write.

He looked up and saw his good friend Lin. Think about it. He saw the blue girl in an orange straw hat. She floated past his window. The old man shook Yao for a while and burst into tears.

[William Wang's self-report]

Born in Anhui, my parents came from Shanghai, and my brother followed them by car and boat since childhood.

However, he was not recognized in both places and lacked a sense of hometown all his life. The advantages and disadvantages of the two places have been touched, enjoying the richness of Shanghai and the mountains and rivers of Anhui; Suffering from the narrowness of Shanghai and the closure of Anhui.

Although she grew up in the cold of the "Cultural Revolution" and studied in a humble primary school in the suburbs, she was a happy little girl and lived in a fairyland of her childhood.

Cowardly, quiet, good at kicking keys, jumping off buildings, thinking, unrealistic, extremely confident, easy and happy to learn.

The simple red brick bungalow in the sunshine is a symbol of happiness in my life, and it is also my lifelong yearning for my childhood.

Teenagers are miserable and forced into the intestines of college entrance examination sheep, and their learning fun is exhausted. After five years of high school, he only felt that the sky was dark, the teachers were fierce and the campus was horrible. On the day of graduation, he looked back at the campus and lamented that he was finally released from prison (perhaps subjective, but completely true, I hope not to be abridged by the moderator).

Seemingly quiet, but actually stubborn, unconstrained style, unable to arrange.

However, since then, fate has arranged for me to taste hardships, encounter a dead end, experience long-term depression and hardships, until I left the place where I lived for a long time like stagnant water, until I got rid of boring and tired work and planned to make a living by writing.

Although the future is boundless, I feel completely transformed.

A few years later, I went to Shenzhen, the most tolerant immigrant city in China.

"As long as you don't break the law, no one cares how your arms and legs stretch."

Doing what can be called a freelance writer, I just support myself, because with my husband's support, I can have fish to eat every day.

Autistic (psychologically normal), sleeping late, daydreaming, staring blankly by the window, having time to live in an isolated island and drawing some bad pictures.

Aware of the impermanence of the world and the unpredictability of fate, I failed to complete the task of leading the little life around the world.

I have loved nature since I was a child, and I am saddened by the destruction of nature, but I can't do anything about it. People who only think without action are not desirable.

Reading is very miscellaneous and has no clue; A wide range of interests, a hammer in the east and a stick in the west; Play guitar and piano until you forget; Learn English and forget French; From adults to children, from novels to fairy tales, prose, drama, poetry, book reviews, have been exposed. In the end, fairy tales were inevitable, which made me escape from reality and lead a dreamy life all my life.

Over the years, I have never counted how many words I have written; It's not fun to calculate the manuscript fee, and it doesn't count.

Some books have been published, and the best one was buried by the publishing house with a 20-year contract, and almost no one knows. With this lesson, I dare not accept the contract easily any more.

I am willing to devote myself to writing, I am willing to be lazy, and I am willing to convince myself not to be lazy, to be diligent and to have better dreams.