"I still miss you at dawn and the time of the raindrops after parting" Chapter 10

A total of ten finales pay tribute to insects that do not move

Author: Miao Sister

He has been focusing on screenwriting for 18 years, and is the first person to focus on the relationship between plot and speed

One: a caterpillar that breaks out of its cocoon and becomes a butterfly

Insect. A bug is grazing, the breeze is swaying, and the green grass is colorful. 

An old man rowed a boat on the shore. The bug shouted, "Stop, give me a ride." ”

The old man slowly approached the bug, the oar was still sliding, and the old man jumped into the crowd, but he had already reached the bug. Only then did the pulp fall on the deck of the ship. 

The old man asked the insect amiably, "What are you calling me for?" “

The worm slowly bent his neck and shook his head and said, "Drink!" ”

"Drinking?" The old man was surprised, he thought that a little worm would still drink? It's really incredible. 

"Go drink!" The bugs are unwavering. 

At this time, more than a dozen beautiful women with no makeup and beauty came in the distance, all holding swords in their hands and waving them indiscriminately, jumping up, "I'm going to drink!" Take us with you. Otherwise, you will die. "Lively. 

The worm and the old man laughed: "Let's get on the boat together." ”

The old man jumped into the boat first. With a slight suck in the mouth, the oars are sucked into the hands. The crowd crowded onto the ship, and the ship opened. 

In the moonlight, the oncoming breeze blew, and the insects stood on the bow of the ship and played a messy but very moving tune. Leisurely and mighty to move forward. 

The women listened to the moving music, some of them were blowing the wind; Some quietly looked at the vast and boundless lake, and were in a good mood; Some swayed their slender waists and arms to the tune, as if they were creating a wonderful dance; Some two or three people frolicked in the water. In early autumn and August, it was a joyful experience. 

The boat quickly rowed to a tavern under a large tree under the old man's skillful swing. 

I saw a pig come out. The pig took a big axe and slashed at the people. The axe blade rushed towards a pitiful delicate woman in Hanfu, only to see another woman in green blowing a big bubble gum in her mouth, and the big bubble gum actually surrounded the pig. The pig was lifted into the sky with a thud. The pig fell from the bubble gum into the lake and drowned. We don't know if I can swim. 

All the women, the old man and the insects rushed into the tree hole together: "Rush! ”

Inside is a bar full of all kinds of liquor, all kinds of colorful red light liquor. Whiskey, beer, wine, wine, gin, brandy... 

Everyone fights for me, drunk and dreams of death. The insect fell asleep on the ground, the moonlight shone into the tree hole, and a small insect in the insect's stomach slowly crawled out, and the little insect held up an oil-paper umbrella and danced a beautiful dance on everyone's body. The toes stepped on the girl's arms and spun, and the hands crossed his feet, pulling a beautiful arc, and the fingers and the E key of the violin crossed the sky at the same time, and jumped lightly in the sky, and the gentle arc jumped into the gentle hair of another woman, and fell into a glass full of whiskey. The little bugs lie in it and swim to their heart's content, drunk. 

Seeing that the dawn is approaching, the east is white. Someone knocked on the door and no one answered. A fair-skinned woman slowly stepped through the door. The old man was drunk and saw that this moving woman actually jumped up with a red face. 

"You! The old man shouted. 

The woman lowered her head affectionately and turned her head to leave. 

The drunken old man jolted forward and grabbed the woman's wrist with his right hand: "Do you know how much I miss you!" “

The woman gently leaned on the old man's shoulder and said softly, "I know." I'm just coming to see you and have to go. “

"Let's go for a walk by the lake." The old man's hand grasped tighter. There are no overly high demands. Just a walk. 

The woman agreed. 

The flowers on the shore of the lake are already blooming. The appearance of budding in the moonlight is very moving. The old man's lips under the white beard touched the woman's warm lips and stopped. 

"I miss you so much." The old man said. 

The woman's chin tucked back shyly. 

There was a burst of aroma wafting in the distance, and it looked like a worm was stirring a pot of fragrant chicken and mushroom soup, and the chicken didn't know when it was cooked. 

The old man took the girl and came up and asked, "What a fragrant soup." ”

The little bug is the old man who pulled the old man to drink with him just now. "Hahaha, drink some soup to cure hangover." 

After speaking, he picked up a wooden bowl and gave the old man a bowl of chicken soup. A mouthful of it was passed into his lips, and the chicken soup in the moonlight was even more gentle. "It's delicious, it's delicious." 

"Do you still want it?" As soon as the little insect finished saying this, his body suddenly shook and he was in severe pain, and he fell down and trembled. 

The old man hurriedly stepped forward to help, and the girl was also surprised. 

"Little bugs, little bugs." I saw that the old man shouted like this. 

"I'm fine, I'm going to evolve soon." Bug said. 

I saw that the little insect was extremely hot and sweating profusely. It's like taking a shower, and the hair is soaked. The body was red and swollen, and a faint white light emanated from the body, becoming more and more dazzling and dazzling, and the white light became red. A butterfly with dark blue wings broke free from the white light, stretched out its extremely soft wings, and flew into the air along the moonlight. 

A very beautiful butterfly. 

Hundreds of butterflies flew in from afar, hovering around the newborn butterfly. Extremely quiet and beautiful. 

"It smells so good!" Other drunken women also followed the smell of chicken soup to the lake. 

The women found the pot of chicken and mushroom soup boiled by bugs. "Who did this?" A woman asked. 

"It's bugs." The old man said. 

"Bugs? Where is he? The woman asked again. 

"It's turned into a butterfly and flew away. You see. “

The woman's eyes followed the direction pointed by the old man, and she saw hundreds of blue, blue, white and white butterflies flying in the pale yellow moon. A few faint white clouds, like the eyelashes of the moon. 

In the middle, a blue shiny butterfly found its kind and flew away. 

Mistresses

A cow in the dairy farm is croaking. 

The old man squatted beside the cow and milked the cow. 

The farm, the cowshed, the dawn, the time with the raindrops. 

The old man returned to the room and fed his wife the milk that had just been squeezed. Next to him, a baby is sleeping peacefully. 

This time there was dawn and raindrops, but there was no need to part. 

That's nice.