Morning Reading | Long-lost Firefly

As long as you can get close to snowflakes in winter and see the twinkling of fireflies in summer nights, Hefa people will still put on a childlike face.

The setting sun has not yet finished its afterglow, this thousand acres of conservation forest was shrouded in a light night. One weekend in midsummer last year, Alin and I, and other three or four literary friends, left in the morning and came to this suburban Internet celebrity check-in place. First, we saw a few flowers, specialty crops, fish ponds and other planting fields and villa villages. After eating the dishes from the firewood stove in the farmyard, when the twilight began to rise, I walked along a beige-white cement road towards the firefly incubation science base.

According to the information spread on the Internet, this newly completed base has a huge translucent shed. On summer nights, groups of fireflies flicker inside and outside the shed. , Outline a fairy tale-like magic realm, that day, when we came from the city, what we most wanted to see was such a scene.

At that moment, many tourists were already rushing to the place, and fireflies gradually appeared in the low grass beside the road, and a few children began to chase. game. A young mother, who was scolding her child just now, let go of her hand in a blink of an eye and let him have fun, but she didn’t forget to take care of him: “You can’t pinch with your fingers, you have to hold it with both hands!” “I know , I know!” The child answered repeatedly, his tone as brisk as his footsteps.

We were so amused that we almost forgot to hurry.

Inadvertently, an old lady in a wheelchair was crowded again and pushed out from a fork. The moonlight was hazy, the lights were soft, and the wrinkles on the old lady’s forehead were a little more blurry. The aunt who was pushing the wheelchair saw our attention and greeted with a smile: “You also go to see fireflies, right?” We nodded happily, and then asked, “How old is the old lady?” It’s ten.” “You are her daughter?” “Yes, I brought her here today with my family to relax and go back after seeing the fireflies.”

“Oh , everyone is the same!” We took over the conversation, and then walked and chatted together. It turned out that the old lady in front of her was originally from a rural area in southern Jiangsu, and her wife was a bamboo craftsman in a small town. The two had a pair of children. Later, the son inherited his father’s business, started a family in the local area, and lived with his parents. The daughter was admitted to a university in Shanghai. After graduation, he started a family and business in Shanghai. Each of them lived a prosperous life, making the villagers envious. .

“Unexpectedly, two years ago, my father passed away due to illness, and my mother was heartbroken. She suddenly aged several years.” The old lady’s daughter said this in a tone of voice. He became heavy, “Later, after discussing with my brother and sister-in-law, I decided to bring my mother to live in Shanghai, so that maybe she could change her mood. Who would have guessed that when she lived in a high-rise building, her spirit became more and more sluggish, her legs and feet became sluggish, and her eyesight became worse. It’s getting worse and worse, I just went to the hospital for a cataract extraction operation last month, and today I wanted to coax her out to relax, but she doesn’t seem to appreciate it.” Her daughter sighed softly when she said this.

However, at this moment, a few fireflies came unexpectedly and flew to the old lady’s eyes, so we were surprised to see that the original lazy Yangyang’s old lady suddenly opened her eyes: “Hey, there are really fireflies here!”

The sudden change of the old lady surprised her daughter, and she leaned down , said close to his mother’s ear: “Hey, do we dare to lie to you, there will be more fireflies when we get to a greenhouse!” As soon as he finished speaking, a crisp and sweet voice rang again: ” Grandma, there is a firefly seller here, we will bring a bottle later and let it fly to the balcony when we get home.”

“Okay, okay!” The old lady became more and more happy He raised his hands, “When I get home, my grandmother will sit with you on the balcony and tell stories!” “What story?” “Hi, when your grandmother was a child, she used to play tricks with the village and go together on hot days and nights. Looking for those textile girls and fireflies, there are so many stories!”

The vicissitudes of the world make people gaunt, but it doesn’t matter, as long as you can get close to snowflakes in winter, you can see them in summer nights The twinkling of fireflies, Hefaren will still change into childish faces – and perhaps, the grandmother’s children and grandchildren have come up with new ideas from that moment, and now the old man’s wish has been fulfilled, let her become more and more Live more moisturizing! (Zhao Rongfa)