Chapter 36 laugh

The sound of the rain gradually stopped, and a faint light came in from behind the curtains.Open the window and have a look, ah!The cool clouds dispersed, and the remaining drops on the leaves, reflecting the moon, were like thousands of fluorescent lights, flickering and moving. ——I really didn’t expect such a beautiful picture after the bitter rain and lonely lamp! After standing by the window for a while, I felt a slight chill.When I turned around, my eyes suddenly became dazzled, everything else in the room was hidden in the cloud of light; only the angel in the painting on the wall was soaked in a dim light. ——The angel in white is holding flowers, flapping her wings, smiling slightly at me.

"I seem to have seen this smile somewhere before. When did I..." Unknowingly, I sat under the window and thought—silently. The tightly closed curtain in my heart slowly opened, and an impression from five years ago gushed out. ——A very long ancient road.The mud under the donkey's feet was slippery.The water in the field ditch was gurgling.The green trees near the village are all shrouded in wet smoke.The bow-like crescent moon hangs on the treetops.While walking, it seemed that there was a child beside the road, holding a bunch of bright white things.The donkey passed by and looked back by accident. ——he was holding flowers, barefoot, smiling slightly at me.

"I seem to have seen this smile somewhere before!" I was still thinking——thinking silently. Another heart curtain appeared, and it slowly opened, revealing an impression from ten years ago. ——The rain from the eaves of the thatched cottage fell on the clothes drop by drop.The water bubbles on the side of the earth steps are floating around.The barley ridges and grape trellises in front of the door were all washed so fresh, yellow and green. —— After a while, the rain finally cleared up, and I hurried downhill.Seeing Yue'er coming from the sea, I suddenly remembered that I forgot something, stopped, and turned around.The old lady in the hut leaned against the door, hugged the flowers, and smiled slightly at me.

This same delicate expression, like a gossamer, flutters and closes together, entangled together. At this time, my heart is bright and clear, like going to the fairyland, like returning to my hometown.The three smiles that appeared in front of my eyes were melted in the harmony of love for a moment, and I couldn't see them clearly.In 1920, the collection of novels and essays "Superman" was published by the Shanghai Commercial Press as a series of literature research associations, first published in May 1923. )