While she was watching TV intently, a black figure leaped out of the courtyard. It ran very fast, resembling a human and a beast.

At this time, the valley was silent, the moon hung high on the branches, and all the creatures in the valley stopped moving, except for this strange creature that roamed in the deep mountains and old forests.

Who is it and why does it only appear at night?

Mrs. Zhang Shanxian was a little thirsty, she got up and poured some boiling water, but she didn't notice the movement in the yard at all.

For a long time, there have been many tanuki in the valley that haunt the night, but this human-like figure is by no means a tanuki. It walks so fast that few people have ever seen it.

About another hour later, Mrs. Zhang Shanxian glanced up at the clock on the wall, and at half past twelve, she cleaned up the things on the table and went to sleep.

Outside the house, in the valley, there was an occasional birdsong, and for a moment, silence returned.

The place where Zhang Qingchen's family lives is ancient and towering, the valley is surrounded by mountains, streams, waterfalls, birds, and flowers. There is a lot of wildlife in the valley, including sparrows, thrushes, cuckoos, magpies, crows and other birds. Wild animals include wild boars, raccoons, hares, and even legendary wild men, and the legend of wild men has been passed down in this place for generations.

The night is quiet, and the sound is silent......

At about four o'clock in the morning, Mr. Zhang Qingchen woke up, he coughed lightly, and then turned on the radio. The opera was playing on the radio in the morning, and Mr. Zhang Qingchen listened quietly.

Xiaobai, who was sleeping in the hall, heard the sound, got up and squinted, staggered to the place where the rice bowl was placed, it stretched out its tongue and licked the food in the rice bowl twice, and then returned to its nest and slowly fell asleep.

Shallow turned over, and dimly heard the sound of opera from the next room, which slowly entered her dream, making her look anxious.

She slept a little longer, opened her eyes slightly, and saw that it was already dawn outside, so she hurriedly dressed herself and walked out of the hall.

Xiaobai was still sleeping quietly on the ground, and glanced at it slightly, wondering why it didn't scream last night, and opened the door of the hidden house curiously.

The sky outside was getting brighter and brighter, and the morning air was a little cold, so I slowly walked to the edge of the pool, turned on the faucet and washed my face with the flow of water. In her impression, the little animal left its mother for the first time, and didn't it all hum and chirp all night, but this cat was quite quiet. She thought as she washed, decisively believing that the kitten was a little fool who wouldn't be homesick.

After washing shallowly, she accidentally saw some blood stains on the rabbit cage, and she hurried out of the mountain gate in the backyard for some reason, and then stepped on the dew to the forest outside the gable.

In the early morning, the dew on the plants is cool and cool, and the shallow walk slowly into the forest along the place where there are few plants. The valley reverberated with the cuckoo's call, cuckoo ̅ cuckoo ̅.

Beautiful plants have their own spirituality, even if it's a small grass you don't know. When she climbed halfway up the mountain, she saw a plant growing in a remote and steep place from a distance, and she subconsciously climbed to the steep place of the dirt slope to find out. Is this ginseng, topped with small red fruits, and her curiosity about nature was very strong when she was a child.

The forest is full of trees, squirrels, hares, and birds. Once in a while, someone walks by, and their world is thrown into chaos. Although she didn't bother them, she saw them with a friendly attitude, but she still frightened them.

A tanuki scurried out of a bush and disappeared, looked at the bushes shallowly, and stopped in fright, is it a snake or? She guessed, and her heart jumped straight and stood there at a loss.

Every time she walked into the forest, she was frightened by the critters, but her curiosity drove her deeper into the forest again.

She loves the forest and all the little animals in it. Maybe it's because she grew up in the valley since she was a child, although she was frightened by the small animals every time she walked into the forest, and the small animals scattered and fled because of her appearance.

When the squirrels are hungry, they will burrow under the leaves and find pine nuts, some of which they will take back to the caves on the cliffs to eat, and some of them will stay where they are to eat.

When I walked through the woods, I heard a rustling sound under the thick leaves, and I was startled, was there a squirrel or a snake below? Curious, she picked up a branch from the ground and picked up the place where the sound was made, and the hedgehog was looking for food under the leaves.

Squatted down to touch it, but was pricked by it. She had no choice but to stand up and drive the hedgehog down the hill with a branch, and the hedgehog was very obedient and crawled forward obediently, following it in a shallow and silent manner.

It silently crawled out of the forest, crawled over the meadow, passed through the mountain gate, and then bypassed the rabbit cage and came to the courtyard of Zhang Shanxian's house.

"Mother, look at the hedgehog!" Said to her grandmother in the yard happily.

"What are you doing catching hedgehogs?" Mrs. Zhang Shanxian said lightly.

After listening to it shallowly, he was speechless, and he no longer paid attention to the hedgehog. The hedgehog spun around the yard for a while, and then crawled back into the forest the way he came.

Mrs. Zhang Shanxian has been feeding rabbits since she got up, Zhang Qingchen is still sitting under the walnut tree, his breakfast is 6 poached eggs, he sat quietly after breakfast, smoking a cigarette in his mouth, the days were quiet and quiet.

Shallow walked up to her grandmother, who was watching the mother rabbit feed.

"Po, the rabbit has given birth again."

"Well, one litter in the first half of the night, one litter in the second half of the night, and one of them was eaten by the female rabbit."

"No, it won't!" Shallow and a little unconvinced.

"Female rabbits often eat baby rabbits, so baby rabbits must clean up their blood stains in time when they are born, otherwise these blood stains stuck to the rabbit will arouse the female rabbit's appetite. Sometimes I find out late, and the female rabbit has eaten a mouth full of blood. ”

"Why do they eat their own babies?"

"I don't know."

The two of them were chatting, Zhang Bing came, he walked to the yard and said, "Shallow, go and pull out the cat's eyes!" ”

"Don't go!" Shallow didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Let's go! The cat's eyes in the factory are particularly vigorous these days. ”

After thinking about it, he found a bag and handed it to Zhang Bing, and the two of them went to the factory.

In the weather of April, no matter where you go, the poplar catkins in the sky are floating around like snow, and on the roofs of the houses, there are white flowers everywhere. Qianqian followed behind Zhang Bing, she stopped and stretched out her hand into the air, a white poplar catkins gently landed on her palm, and shallow looked at the poplar catkins that looked like snow and not snow and thought: There is white snow in winter, there are poplars in spring, and prosperity falls all over the city .......

The two of them walked all the way through the pomegranate forest and the pear forest. At this time, the pear grove is lush and green, and the fruit of the pear tree is full of branches. He glanced at Lilinju and continued to follow Zhang Bing forward. Occasionally, I would meet a few soldiers in the factory, and they would sit in the shade and chat.

The largest poplar forest is very close to Zhang Bing's house, the two of them walked into the poplar forest, the cat's eyes in the poplar forest are like a green blanket growing all over the poplar forest, and the cat's eyes are covered with layers of poplar catkins, white, like snowflakes, very good-looking.

Qianqian casually handed the bag to Zhang Bing and said, "You pull it out, I took two bags, you have to fill them all." ”

Zhang Bing looked at Qianqian with a smile, and then squatted around the cat's eye and pulled it up alone.

"Remember, shake the cat's eyes and get rid of the poplars."

"Hmm!" Zhang Bing simply stood up, directly took the bag and fanned the cat's eyes, and suddenly a white poplar floc flew up again, falling all over the sky and falling to other places.

Shallow slowly walked out of the poplar forest, and then walked up the narrow, tall and long stone bridge, the moss on the stone bridge has been covered by white poplar catkins, and the stream under the bridge is also floating white poplar flowers, and everywhere there are poplar catkins floating gently in the air.

Qianqian sat down directly on the stone bridge, she especially liked this winding stone bridge, the air around her was also very fresh, the birds chirped crisply, and the stream flowed loudly.

Qianqian turned his head to look at Zhang Bing, who was squatting in the poplar forest and pulling out the cat's eyes, and some white poplar catkins fell on his head, which looked a little like a cat.

Zhang Bing pulled out the cat's eyes and said loudly to Qianqian: "Qianqian, Zhang Er, the fool in the village outside the factory, has been dead for a few days. ”

"Why?" Asa was surprised.

"Drowned in the river." Zhang Bing wiped his face, and Yang Xu fell on his face, which was itchy and uncomfortable.

Qianqian has a deep impression of Zhang Er, Zhang Er and Facai are the same people, and they have to get up before dawn every day to carry water for their families. Zhang Er's family has several large water tanks, and he has to go bucket by bucket to fetch water under the big locust tree in the village every day, and then fill the water tank at home.

After breakfast, he was working all day, either in the vegetable field or chopping wood.

Hearing Zhang Er's death, Qianqian was very sad, she didn't understand why fools were always bullied, and why fools didn't live long.

The poplar catkins in the poplar forest are still floating in the sky, they are softer and warmer than the snowflakes. Qianqian grabbed a handful of white poplar catkins and scattered them to the poplar forest behind him. In the poplar forest, the wind is blowing again and again, and the white poplar catkins are blowing unscrupulously and gently under the gusts of spring breeze.

Shallow likes spring and the season of poplar catkins. She feels that although the snow in winter and the poplar catkins in spring are different in shape, they give people the same sense of déjà vu. The snow gives people a cold feeling, and the white poplar catkins give people a warm and soft feeling.

Zhang Bing squatted in the poplar forest and pulled out the cat's eye for a while, a thin layer of white poplar catkins had fallen on his head, and he looked at it from a distance, which was ridiculous. She didn't know that some of her head had fallen on her head as well.

Sitting on the stone bridge, she reached out and picked a poplar flower, and then sat there and gently tore the poplar flower. She remembered a poem by the Arctic Jun - Spring Flying Snow:

Dance with the sun

You say you're like snow

Dark emotions

I can't melt my sorrows

I'm walking along the purity

Waiting for spring

……

Yang floc is like snow but not snow, like a dream. Shallow likes the days when poplar catkins are fluttering, although it is not the snow in winter, but it is gentle and lovely. Snow and poplar catkins, one from the heavens descending from the firmament, the other from the earth, blooming in the branches. One blooms with a crystalline brilliance in winter, and the other is soft and light in spring.

Looking at the poplar catkins falling at his feet, his mood became more and more calm.

Some people say that I like rainy days because it smells of the sky, and others say that I like the days when poplar catkins are fluttering because it has the shadow of snow.