青春是一场梦,爱是梦的幻影。怀着对死者的敬畏至清在阳台上种了一棵瓜秧。一个春天过去了,夏末,枝蔓已经攀爬了整个阳台,并骄傲地以雀跃的姿态向高处延伸。有一个早上,至清在阳台上为瓜浇水,听见楼上的年轻情侣说:“呀,我们今天可以熬南瓜粥了。”至清笑,感觉满足,瓜还很小,估计至少3个才能熬出南瓜味。可是到了秋末,瓜蔓开始变得枯黄, Youth is a dream, love is the illusion of dreams. With awe of the dead, Qingguo planted a melon seedling on the balcony. A spring passed, and in the late summer, the branches had climbed the balcony and proudly extended their way to the heights. One morning, to the clear on the balcony for the melon watering, I heard the young couple upstairs said: “Yeah, we can pumpkin porridge today.” To smile, feel satisfied, the melon is still small, it is estimated at least 3 can be boiled pumpkin flavor. But by the late autumn, melon began to become yellow,