Chapter 25 release a cicada

The moon loomed between the clouds, and the black forest of Leopard Cave Mountain occasionally heard the sound of birds, an unknown Shennongjia night bird. Its cry disappeared, but the grass insects under the window still sang.There is no wind in the canyon, and the hillside near the right of the window pulls a slanted line from the corner of a courtyard. Trees grow on the slope, and the fan-shaped canopy is silent in the heat. Just now I listened to director Gao Kai about the distribution of vegetation in Shennongjia, and my mind was full of Shennongjia forest, Bashan fir, red birch, thorn-leaved beetle, alpine rhododendron, arrow bamboo, chestnut, Davidia involucrata, Huashan pine, etc. After the director Gao left, Broad leaves and needles are still mixed in front of my eyes

Whisk.It was late at night, and I was sitting in front of the window of Room 207 of the Xinhua Township Forest Farm Guest House. In the silent forest night, the small voice can be amplified the most, and suddenly I heard a "cracking" sound, like a large creature stepping on a dead leaf the sound made.Standing up and looking outside, the moon has already entered the clouds, and in the thick ink-like night, only the sound can be heard clearly. I simply drew the curtains to fall asleep, but the sound got louder and closer, it was beating the glass, I couldn't feel at ease, got up, turned on the light, opened the curtains, and wanted to close the half-opened window panes, when suddenly a cicada flew in , flying around the wall lamp.It turned out to be a cicada, who was ashamed of having a slight false alarm, so he held a book and was going to give it a pat.And when I was about to take a picture, I couldn't help but stop. This is a very delicate cicada with thin wings, grass-colored, and clear wing patterns. It takes off towards the wall lamp again and again.I put down the book and gently grabbed its wings. The cicada sang a few times, as if resisting.I stretched out my left hand to open the window pane and let the cicadas fly into the darkness.

Turning around and lying on the bed, I couldn't sleep. I ran all the way in the forest of Shennongjia, my nerves were in a high state of excitement, and after being disturbed by cicadas, I had the long-lost insomnia.The cicada was beating the glass outside the window, it seemed unwilling to leave.Or in such a dark night, it must pounce on the bright wall lamp.I was a little disturbed, and the flapping of the cicada's wings became louder and louder, like shaking a newspaper opened in all directions.I got up again, opened the window, and suddenly a cicada flew in. It danced more violently around the wall lamp, or hit the white plaster wall directly.I felt resentful, but it was only for a moment. It was just a bug, a bug that disturbed me in the lonely night of Shennongjia, but it was a pure bug, a small life.

In Shennongjia, I went to other villages except Dajiuhu, and met many lives on the road, such as birds, squirrels, monkeys, chickens, dogs and kid goats.Interestingly, the dogs in Shennongjia are not afraid of cars. Whenever they encounter a car, they walk to the side of the road leisurely. When the car passes by, the dog chases it vigorously. They never get tired of this activity.Driver Xiao Chen took me to Xinhua. I met a group of young goats and a group of chickens. The lambs lay in the middle of the road. After the car stopped for a while, the lambs lazily got up and left without looking at the car.The chicks should be quick to give way, but there is one chick that does not want to leave immediately. It is as proud as a little swan, and waits for the driver Xiao Chen to stop the car before chasing after his little friend.Suddenly there is a joy, since it is a road, why can't lambs take a nap and chickens can't take a walk?

oh life.Thinking of listening to Wang Haitao, the Chief Executive of the Forest District, and his cabinet members in Jingtian Building, Wuchang, on the phone call before departure, saying that "life is above all else, and life cannot be revived after death", etc., so I connected this with the above. What about the scene.I, a person who has been immersed in violent culture for a long time, was wandering in Shennongjia, and suddenly faced a cicada, a delicate little life related to the memory of summer that can sing, I caught the cicada flying into the room again, and It flies.