Her sisters stepped out into the garden in front of the house, the scent of all kinds of flowers blended into the air to create a very pleasant scent. Her sisters just stood there and inhaled that wonderful scent, although it was past noon, the clouds were still there and the sunlight was still faint, yes, this is a foggy country, she whispered. think. However, she was quite amused by the somewhat sad atmosphere, the reason why she could not explain herself.

Each gentle breeze blew her sister's hair all tangled up, a few sideburns caressed her face creating a strange tickling feeling. Syrena tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear and smiled.

"It's cold, isn't it?"

She nodded and then suddenly her eyes fell on a nearby golf suit, she nodded towards the golf set, telling her sister:

"Do you know how to play golf?"

Syrena shook her head innocently, she saw that and approached, stepping on the green lawn still soaked with rainwater from the effects of last night's storm. She was carrying a huge bag full of golf clubs inside, some of which blocked her view, making it a little difficult for her to move. In addition, on the side of the bag, there is a small worn-out compartment containing a few large white balls. She didn't notice that while carrying the bag back to her sister, the side compartment was too old and partly because the balls were so big and heavy that it ripped open and the balls rolled. down on the grass, lying scattered.

Syrena, who was standing from afar, saw this and ran to her, quickly bent down to pick up the balls and hold them in her lap. When she was done, Sabrina put down her bag and heard a loud 'bang', and Syrena trotted after her.

She put her hand through her hair and said:

"Let's play now."

"But I don't know how to play."

Sabrina immediately took out a long wooden stick from her pocket, then she walked a few steps away from her sister, she put the ball in front of the clubhead with both hands firmly on the handle, she said:

"Look at me. It's easy."

"Okay."

Syrena replied and watched her sister intently. Sabrina now focuses on the target in front of her, she raises the stick and one, two, three "pop" "pop" sound is heard when the clubhead hits the ball, it flies and hits the first target. She smiled contentedly, and the golf class in America didn't cost much.

Syrena squealed with delight and immediately ran to the bag, taking out a stick like her sister, Sabrina saw it and stopped:

"No, don't take that stick. It doesn't suit you, here I go and get it for you."

Then she also went over and took out a small wooden stick, which she gave to her sister, who took it with an amused look on her face.

"Will you teach me how to play, please, please, please?"

She said and jumped around his sister. Sabrina nodded and repaired the stoma, she led her to about 3m away from the stoma, she pointed her finger forward and said:

"Here, you have to stand here. Don't stand too close, but don't stand too far. Where's your stick? I will show it to you."

Then she taught me how to hold the stick properly, aim for the target hole and above all not be discouraged and give up quickly.

"The first time I hit the mark, I wasn't as good as I am now, the other way around: I was so bad at hitting, that the teacher was even helpless haha. But then I tried and got it like now, so don't give up okay?"

She turned to her sister, who was struggling with how to hold the stick properly and was also a bit impatient because she had been hitting for a while but still not a single fruit had entered the hole perfectly.

"It's so hard."

Some little girl groaned. Sabrina knelt next to her sister, encouraging her.

"Come on, don't give up so soon. Don't you want to be a great golfer when you grow up?"

Hearing that, the girl nodded slightly, firmly holding the stick and continued to practice.

[...]

About an hour later, Syrena happily took a stick to conquer one hole after another, she pulled her sister's hand and ran, saying:

"Sabrina look, look, I can do it."

"Congratulations."

Some older sister smiled and congratulated her little sister. At a cesspool, Syrena asked her:

"Shall we Sabrina? It's quite interesting."

Sabrina looked at the hole in front of her, hesitant. Since this is the last hole, as if it will challenge the player a bit, there are two flags, one pink and one yellow, on either side of the hole. But the special feature and make players afraid is that these two flags are connected to some automatic device in the villa, this device is very special, every time a player approaches, it will automatically Flashing lights and then two flags will take turns moving, the purpose is to make it difficult for the player.

Then, finally, a certain sister made a decision, and she nodded emphatically.

"Okay then. You first."

"Okay."

Syrena replied and stepped forward, the two flags flashing lights and starting to move, Syrena used everything she had learned so far, raised her stick and hit. The "pop" sound was heard when the ball skillfully flew over the two flags, landing easily in the hole.

"Wow."

Syrena squealed with joy. The girl's sister gaped, not believing her eyes, it was her turn to aim properly, raise her stick and hit. By mistake, the balloon slipped out of the hole and landed on a row of lavender trees nearby.

"Hmm. That's weird."

She pondered. Strange huh? Obviously she had a shot, but just now she was worried about wandering, so she failed? Then she shrugged, not paying much attention to the result just now. Never mind, there is a saying "Failure is the mother of Success." Then she walked over to the lavender trees and picked up the ball, a few wet petals clinging to the stem. She turned, put the ball back in place, the flag flashed again and moved back and forth, she stood there clutching the club, taking a deep breath and exhaling softly.

The final round always makes people nervous and easy to lose. And yet her sister hits it easily, maybe she's better, better than her, or because she has a natural talent for golf?

She swung the stick high over her head, her eyes were very focused, and with one stroke, the ball flew quite far and finally a "clack" made her sisters look at each other, bewildered.

She looked at her target, the flags still moving back and forth and the lights still blinking, just as Syrena let out a soft voice, pointing to the window, her face panicked. She watched and saw that that was where the ball had been thrown, instead of the hole, it had landed there. Unfortunately, it was a glass window, so a large hole was broken, right in the face of Queen Elizabeth.