Blizzard, poplar, mandarin duck

"Last night's snowstorm crushed the poplar trees at the entrance of the village and scared away two mandarin ducks on the tree." I said to them. They only care about food and ignore me.

I asked again, really no one saw it? Only the third master said impatiently: where can there be poplars and mandarin ducks at the entrance to the village?

But I'm sure I saw them. I didn't sleep at home last night, but slept at the entrance of the village in the cold wind and moonlight. I don't know when I woke up suddenly at night, probably awakened by the cold wind.

What woke me up with the cold wind was a snowstorm that roared at me. The wind and snow beat every inch of my skin proudly, which made me shudder. The wind swept through the snow, and the snow was mixed with the wind, rushing as if to tear the whole world apart. In this snowstorm, I have no resistance, even if I just want to find a glimmer of light, but it also fails because the moon is blocked by layers of ice and snow. Loneliness and helplessness almost swallowed me up.

But just as I was trying to rush out of this terrible snowstorm to find a hiding place, the poplar tree appeared: it stood upright in the snow and was full of vitality. But what shocked me was not its noise, but its body-except for two mandarin ducks standing on a branch, which was covered with snow, and there were no snowflakes.

I was stunned by what I saw, so I braved the snowstorm and tried to get close to the tree. But just as I was walking, the branch of the poplar covered with snow suddenly broke and was pushed by the wind to fly towards me. I quickly leaned down and heard it make a loud noise when it landed in the village.

When I looked up again, the snow had stopped. I saw mandarin ducks flying away and poplars breaking branches. But the village is still dark and there are no lights on.

I was sure I was awake, so I told them that the snowstorm last night crushed the poplar trees at the entrance to the village and scared away the two mandarin ducks in the tree. As expected, they only care about food and ignore me.

Really nobody saw it? I asked again, although I knew there was no snow, poplar branches and Yuanyang nest at the entrance of the village this morning, I still didn't give up.

There are no poplars and mandarin ducks at the entrance to the village ... Third Master didn't look at me, just responded.

I told you that the child is stupid in reading. Liu Dage gave me a look and said jokingly.

It's not the first time I've been ridiculed like this. Everyone in the village thinks I am crazy. I know they don't understand me, so after years of struggle, I finally decided to leave here.

I didn't talk to brother Liu. I still want to know if there was a snowstorm last night, poplars and mandarin ducks.

But it snowed earlier, I remember twice.

There used to be a strange old man in the village. Everyone calls him Uncle Yang. Ever since I met him, he has been sitting in the sun at the head of the village, with his eyes slightly closed and his mouth raised.

But sometimes, he will keep mumbling and chanting some incredible words; Or suddenly jump up from the sofa and shout while running. The most serious thing is that one night, he stood at the entrance of the village and sang loudly. No one could understand what he was singing, but the children of several families were scared to cry.

Over time, the villagers said he was possessed; What's more, he said that he must be driven out of the village to avoid endless troubles. So one day, several strong young men volunteered to send Uncle Yang out of the village and told everyone to wait for their good news. Say that finish, I set out in a mighty way.

But the result was unexpected: the boys returned in vain, complaining that the old man was as strong as a tree and could not touch him at all. At this time, people talked about it one after another: Uncle Yang was originally protected by the gods. Everyone rushed to pay tribute to him.

But that night, Yang Shu died peacefully in the heavy snow.

Strangely, the snowstorm that night crushed several houses in the village, but there was no snowflake in Yang Shu. When I saw him, he was still lying on the sofa, his eyes closed slightly and his mouth was raised, as before.

Uncle Yang once told me that he thought these people were stupid and ridiculous. I have always believed in this.

This is the first heavy snow, and there is another one.

One winter a few years ago, it snowed for more than ten days without stopping for a moment. The village fortune teller said it was a sign of catastrophe. Even if something bad happens, it is safer for everyone to stay together. The whole village braved the snowstorm and came from all directions, crowded into the biggest room in Mr. Wang's village, staring at the snow and waiting for it to stop.

It's not all right. There are two young people in the village who didn't come to wait for the snow.

It was a pair of sweet lovers who escaped from the village in the snowstorm. They have been in love for a long time, but they didn't get married for long because the fortune teller said their personalities didn't match. Just the day before the snowstorm, the two had just been beaten and driven out of their homes. No one wanted to take them in, but gave them cold eyes and ridicule.

Finally, in this snowstorm that seemed to be born for them, the two chose to escape and fled the village where they were imprisoned.

It snowed heavily that night, but I clearly saw the two lovers kissing in the snowstorm, and Ren Xue got wet.

The day after they left, the snow stopped.

Later, the fortune teller said that the snow was a curse brought by these two young people, and their departure took away bad luck. I don't know if this is true. I only know that if I were one of those two people, I would leave, too.

"Last night's snowstorm collapsed the poplar trees at the entrance of the village and scared away the two mandarin ducks." I said to them. Although I have never seen poplars and mandarin ducks, I'm sure they are. "Don't be silly, boy." Third master coughed twice. "There have never been poplars or mandarin ducks at the entrance to the village, and it never snowed last night."

"Only you, a grumpy fool, saw these things. Why don't you understand! " Brother Liu never forgot to laugh at me after all.

It suddenly occurred to me that since Yang Shu and the lovers left, no one has ever left the village and been outside.

For a long time, I asked different people if they saw the snowstorm that night break the branches of poplar trees and scare away two mandarin ducks. However, everyone I asked said no.

Later, I finally left the village and ended my life there. But compared with the end, this is a new beginning.

They are right. There was really no snowstorm, no poplars and no mandarin ducks that night. All I saw was a group of ugly men and women attacking an old man lying on the sofa and a couple kissing.

They just didn't see it.