Chapter 21 morning dew

The power went out and it rained again.The night gradually deepens, and the whiteness of jasmine and the bright red of rose gradually disappear in the darkness of the night.Xiaoya leaned against the door frame, the damp scent of flowers fading away from the rain.Lightning, like a light golden snake, flew out from the distant sky and disappeared suddenly. There was a heavy thunder in the distance. Mom lit the candle, and the candle light swayed in the wind, like a little red butterfly, maintaining its flying posture, as if it was about to fly out of the window and blend into the vast night outside the window.

Mom closed the window: "Xiaoya, it's thunder, come in quickly." Xiaoya stepped back and sat down on the small bench.Mom walked over and closed the door behind her. The sound of dripping is the sound of rainwater falling on the porch from the eaves.Rusting, it is the sound of wind and rain blowing leaves.There is a small garden behind Xiaoya's house. In the garden, there is a longan tree, a loquat tree, and several chicken dung trees.At this moment, the longan and chicken poo are blooming, and the loquat has a tree of green fruits, all of which are as big as Dad's thumb.

"Mom, you said, the rain is so heavy, the fruit of the loquat tree will fall?" "Some will fall—" Mom brought a big wooden basin and asked Xiaoya to wash her feet by herself, "Those that haven't fallen will grow stronger on the branches." "The flowers of the longan tree and the chicken shit fruit tree will also fall, right?" "Well, there will be a lot of them. Go out and see them tomorrow morning, and they will be densely spread all over the ground." "I'm going out to see it now!" Xiaoya put on her little slippers, took a small blue umbrella from the corner, and was about to go out.

"Not now. It's late at night and we're going to bed. To-morrow." Xiaoya was lying on the wooden bed, and Xiaoya pulled up the thin blue and white quilt to cover her whole head—it was getting hotter, and the thick quilt had been put away by her mother. Xiaoya closed her eyes, and after a while, she suddenly popped her head out from under the quilt: "Mom, will Qiangwei and Jasmine at the door fall?" Did not hear the answer, Xiaoya tilted her ears and heard her mother's even breathing.She touched her mother's face lightly, and the corner of her mouth moved, as if she was smiling.Mom is asleep.

Night is huge, soft, full-bodied, and mysterious.Xiaoya lay quietly on the bed, like a comfortable eiderdown quilt, gently wrapping her small body. I don't know how long it has been. "Dumb—" A strange voice came from outside the house, short, hoarse and jerky. After the sound, a faint green light appeared on the red brick wall, and suddenly went dark again. After a while, the voice sounded again: "Mute—" There was another green light, which flickered on and then dimmed. Xiaoya got off the bed and stood barefoot in the middle of the room. When the voice sounded again, she could see clearly that the green light source was behind the room.

She gently pushed the latch of the back door and pushed open the small wooden door. What did she see? A peacock with a bald tail was standing under the loquat tree. It held its head up with difficulty and called out to the dark night sky: "Dumb—" There are countless raindrops on the peacock's body. When it makes a sound, those beautiful water droplets emit a bright green light.The peacock's voice gradually increased from low to high, and the green light of the water droplets gradually increased from weak to strong. "Thinking~~Thinking~~" There were dense and small voices coming from the peacock's feet. Xiaoya took a closer look and found that it was the longan flowers, chicken dung fruit flowers, and grass trees that had been knocked down by the wind and rain. Young buds and thin leaves, yellow-green loquat fruit, white jasmine, and bright red rose, they lined up and walked up the peacock's feet. After a while, they were arranged into the peacock's gorgeous tail feathers.

The wind blows through the trees, "Sand la la, sand la la..." The cool raindrops fell from the leaves, and the peacock's head and face were covered with water droplets. "Yi~~dumb~~" the peacock called happily, shaking its tail feathers. This time, all the millions of water droplets on its body lit up, illuminating the whole garden all at once. "The body has turned into mud~ Yi~~ Dreams are about to germinate~dumb~~" The peacock held its head high, and a song broke through the sand in its throat.At the beginning, the singing was jerky and hoarse, but gradually became smooth and melodious.The small drops of water on the peacock's body are like millions of small lamps, undulating like waves with the pitch of the song, the green light is pleasant and bright, it illuminates Xiaoya's eyes, a feeling of pain and happiness filled her small body.

She looked up to the thick fruit trees, and among the leaves she saw the face of a golden lion.Behind the lion, there are handsome wolves, docile horses, and four-horned deer. They all prick up their ears and listen quietly. Schools of fish swim by in the green light, one group after another, following the singing, they go up and down, fast and slow, as if they are dancing gracefully. Xiaoya walked barefoot under the loquat tree, she put her arms around the peacock's neck, and buried her face deeply into its dark green wings.Then she closed her eyes and fell deeply into sleep. The next morning, my mother anxiously opened the back door.She saw the sun shine through the branches and leaves in the east, fall under the young loquat tree, and shine on the sleeping Xiaoya.The dew on her beautiful black hair was shining iridescent green.