The queen in the flower bed The first time I met her ,she was sitting on the platform surrounding the flower bed in front of the library.The platfrom was very high,so she could look at me in the eye horizontally .She sat there looking at me without any expression and motion ,cold,proud,noble,elegent and fearless,like a queen.Her face was perfectly symmetrical with two colors, cold black and soft orange ,wried and mysterious,like there were two souls in her body,one was mercy while the other was cruel ,which was very charming.She shows almost every time i call her.She steps out of the bushes ,walks towards me in a graceful and steady step，sits down in a distance of half a meter from me,enjoys the food i bring quietly but quickly.She never lets me touch her no matter how much i want and how hard i try .But i believe one day i will put my hand on her soft hair.