"Mom, I heard a cow barking outside the building, it was loud and terrible......" The child rubbed his eyes before waking up, pushed open the door and walked into his parents' bedroom. But his parents were still groggy, and the little child crawled into bed, "Mom, there's a big cow ...... outside."

"Don't make a fuss, Yazi, it's a big night, we're on the twenty-story floor, where did the cow bark, go to sleep, I'll take you to see the tide tomorrow ......" The child's mother turned to the side and continued to sleep. The child went to the window, groggy outside, wondering if it was going to rain......

The next day, "Mom, Mom, you go quickly, or you won't be able to see it!" The child took his mother's hand and dragged it forward, "Let's wait to see ...... at a higher place."

"No, no, no! I'm going to get closer. ”

"You're not afraid that the dragon lord will catch your teeth and eat them...... "Mom frightened, when watching the tide in the Qiantang River, there are many people who are swept into the tide, plus the river is turbulent, the dark tide is innumerable, and there are very few who can be rescued, so many mothers use the dragon king to catch the child to eat when they tell their children to pay attention to safety.

"The dragon king won't catch children, Mom, hurry up......"

The two went all the way to the Wangjiang platform, "Mingyazi, don't lie on the railing, beware of being squeezed down." ”

"Mom, I won't......"

In recent years, with the fame of the tide of the Qiantang River getting bigger and bigger, whenever the Mid-Autumn Festival, more and more people come from all over the country to see the tide, although this day is the last day of watching the tide, but it is still a state of crowding on the Wangjiang platform.

As a white dot appeared in the sky, everyone roared urgently: "Look, here, here......"

"Where? Where? "Don't rush ......" "Look, isn't it that pimple?" Northeast dialects, Sichuan dialects, and Teochew dialects are mixed together. As the white dot in the distance turned into a white line, the crowd boiled again......

"Ming Yazi? Ming Yazi? Mom let go of her hand without paying attention, "Mommy? Mom? "The voices of the two could not be heard at all in the crowd." Come to the old, come to the old, everyone retreat......" The huge waves invaded along the river, and the Wangjiang platform itself was facing the river, and everyone looked at the tide less than 3 meters high under their feet, and they couldn't help but be amazed, and even couldn't help but take a few steps back. But then there was a scolding from behind him, without him, stepping on his feet.

"Whose doll is that...... Be careful......" The voice reached the crowd, and Mom's heart tightened, and she yelled loudly: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, Mingyazi?" Mom pushed everyone away and saw the figure of a child, falling into the Qiantang River.

"Mingyazi......" Mom wanted to run over, but felt a person pulling the corner of her clothes, turned her head, and hurriedly picked up the child, but it was her son. But then the question also came to mind, "Her son is here, so whose son fell?" ”

A Sichuan mother squeezed through the crowd, threw herself on the railing and shouted, "Sichuan baby?!" ......" roared heartbreakingly, but the Qiantang River kept rolling forward, and only the surging tide remained in the river......

"Bang ......" a wave hit the Wangjiang platform, the huge white wave stirred up a burst of mist in front of everyone, in the haze, everyone felt that a long tail like a giant python appeared in front of their eyes, and there were red manes and golden scales shining on it, accompanied by the sound of a cow's roar.

The mist dissipated, and a child appeared in front of everyone, "Isn't this the child who fell just now......" "It's him, it's him......"

The woman who was repelled by the huge wave just now saw the child, "Chuan Wazi? Where did your turtle son die...... I'm scared to death ...... old lady."

"I, I'm ......" the child was also frightened, "just now, did you see it?" ”

"Don't ask me, did you see that?"

"That's, dragon? Right? ”

"That's the dragon!"

"Lord Dragon?"

"But isn't the legend that the dragon king of the Qiantang River is a black dragon? How do I see it seems to be a golden dragon......"

"You've read too many storybooks, haven't you...... What about the one that is still resting on Dongting Lake...... "A Northeast aunt said.

"You still don't want people to be released after completing their sentences?" A Sichuan guy said in imitation of the Northeast accent.

At this time, a young man said: "I didn't blink just now, it was a golden dragon, you didn't see it when you closed your eyes, I saw his head, the eldest one ......"

"Phew, it's disrespectful to the Dragon King, it's good that it's a big one, that's called one!" ……

The helicopter in the air broadcast captured that scene, but no one paid attention to it, until they took out the magnetic card in the camera and prepared to make a wonderful edit of this year's Qiantang River tide, they noticed this shot, and after slowing the shot down 32 times, the editor could see the content of that shot clearly.

The editor immediately couldn't make up his mind, it was a dragon, not the kind of big lizard in the West, and when the myth came to reality, it was impossible to say that he was not nervous or afraid. So the editor quickly sent this shot to the director, "Xiao Sun, who else saw it?" ”

"No, no, it's just me ......" Xiao Sun was silent for a moment, and made up some pictures in his brain, "That, director, you won't kill me!" There was some silence in the office for a while, and the director suddenly smiled: "You kid, what do you think?" We're a regular state unit, but it's just this shot, huh...... I have to ask my superiors for their opinions, now! List it as a top-secret document first, go out and pay attention to secrecy, don't mention it to anyone first, if it says it can be made public, then talk about it......"

"Okay, Director! Then I'll go first......"