The girl suddenly felt dizzy.
Ah-ah, who's casting a spell on me?
Yes, it's magic ... I must go back at once. ...
If that's what you want,
But the girl can't stop her legs.
Legs become like puppets.
It's noon in spring.
Two girls are playing badminton on a path full of young leaves and flowers.
One is tall and big, the other is thin and small, but they are all of the same age.
The white feather of badminton, as soon as it touches the big man's racket, flies like a bird blown away by a storm; But when I touch the little man's racket, it is like a petal in the spring breeze, just a flick.
"Hey, hit hard!"
The little girl lost another high ball, and the big girl scolded her. The little girl jumped up and waved her racket vigorously, but the ball was as fast as a swallow and missed several times. What round was it later? The ball hit by the big girl roared and flew into the hedge on the right.
The big girl stared at the little girl:
"Hey, look!"
"What the hell hit the ball to someone else's house? That's a new ball. I just bought it yesterday. "
But ... as soon as the little girl said the word, she was silent. She doesn't know what to say. After a moment of silence, she thought it was her fault.
"Sorry, I'll get it back."
After that, the girl walked along the tree fence, looking for the door of this family or the fence door behind the house.
But the dense green tree fence is endless and there is no gap. Walk and walk, there is not even a small fence door. What the hell is going on here? The girl thought. Whose home is this mansion surrounded by a tall tree fence? The girl never thought about it.
Can't say why, a little chilling! )
Thinking of this, the girl found a small gap on the tree fence under her feet. This is a hole that children can only enter by bending down tightly.
Maybe, maybe I can get in. )
The little girl squatted down, supported the ground with her hands and put her head into the tree fence. Then, the girl shrank her shoulders and pounced on the tree fence like a cat.
As soon as she entered this incredible yard, the girl plunged into the tree fence and looked at this other world.
At noon in such a bright and dazzling spring, only this yard is like the bottom of the sea. In the yard, there are trees in the forest and a layer of moss grows on the ground. It is not so much a yard as a silent forest. Moreover, there is no building like a "house". The girl became uneasy. She wants to find badminton, so hurry out. So she stood up quietly and walked along the wall.
(This is it! )
The girl picked up the badminton while walking. Something white fell, but it was just withered magnolia petals.
"Did you find it?"
The big girl asked outside the tree fence.
"Not yet."
The little girl answered in the tree fence. Strange, she thought with a crooked head.
I just fell into this area. ...
Then, the girl suddenly raised her face and saw the white badminton stuck on the twig of a camellia tree a little further away.
"I found it, I found it, how did it get stuck there?"
The little girl was shouting and the badminton suddenly shook. The girl thought, it is the wind! However, badminton did not fall to the ground, but flew lightly into the air.
(yiyi? )
The girl began to doubt her eyes.
Really, the white badminton turned into a bird, flew into the sky and disappeared into the depths of the yard.
(Wow ...)
The little girl let out a scream and began to chase the badminton that turned into a bird and flew away.
Wait a minute, wait a minute, where are you going ...
The girl suddenly felt dizzy. Ah-ah, who's casting a spell on me? Yes, it's magic ... I must go back at once. ...
I want to think so, but the girl can't stop her legs. Legs become like puppets.
Manipulated by a magical force, how far did it go? When she woke up, the girl found herself among the roses in this big forest. Countless big red roses are swaying in the wind. Bees are singing on it.
That incredible Bai Niao flies from flower tree to flower tree, high and low, high and low for a while. The girl opened her eyes wide for fear that she could not see the bird.
But suddenly there was a gunshot, "bang"! The bird bumped into the moss.
For an instant, the girl was so scared that she stayed there motionless.
The bird was shot down ... but it was obviously badminton, how could it bleed ...
The girl watched a mouthful of bright red blood flowing from the chest of the shot down bird. She was afraid and looked at it with trepidation.
At this time, the green branches were shaking, and a teenager suddenly appeared in front of the girl. The teenager is wearing a blue sweater, blue pants and holding a pike. But that heavy, dark and shiny pike is not worthy of this delicate and pale boy anyway. However, the young girl was startled by his marksmanship. He can shoot down those birds with one shot!
"You shot down this bird!"
The girl whispered. The boy showed his white teeth and nodded proudly.
"It's amazing!"
The girl stared at the birds on the moss. Unexpectedly, the boy bent down, grabbed the bird's paw and said happily:
"Do you want to eat together?"
What? The girl asked with her eyes. The boy held the bird high;
"This bird is delicious. My mother will use it to make bird pie. Are you coming to eat? "
Say that finish, turned away. While chasing her, the girl shouted in her heart: no, no!
No ... that's badminton. ...
But the girl's leg is still the puppet man's leg. Wherever you go, wherever you go, you are always dragged forward by a magical force.
"Here, is this your yard?"
The girl asked as she walked.
"Yes, my mother and I live here."
The boy answered and walked forward with a pike.
"But where is the house?"
The girl asked disappointedly. The boy replied:
"Just go through the forest."
Alas, let it go, the girl thought, but how can a fence enclose such a large forest? Isn't it a little strange? ...
In the forest, there is a small river, a stout ginkgo tree and an exquisite rockery. Surprised, the girl saw several small rose gardens, and the roses were in full bloom. As soon as the teenager saw the withered petals, he picked them up and said:
"It would be delicious if rose petals were mixed in the stuffing!"
"Really?"
"really! Mom has always done this. "
The girl's eyes sparkled. Although it is the first time to hear such words, when teenagers say it, they all believe it. The girl picked many petals from the moss and put them in her pocket. In this way, the girl's heart gradually became clear and happy.
If the stuffing is made of birds and roses ... ah, it will definitely be made into forest pie in spring! The girl jumped up like a deer and said to the boy:
"I am small, not good at sports and timid. In fact, I am the most useless girl! "
Unexpectedly young laughed:
"Nothing, nothing. As long as you eat the pie, you will all change. "
Ah ah, if so ... the girl thought. Maybe it will. If I eat magic pie, I will become a very beautiful girl! She is tall and good at sports and has become a very cheerful girl. ...
The girl's face is radiant.
"I want to eat bird rose pie quickly! Where is your home? "
Just like this, the girl in front suddenly lit up. The forest is over. Then, there is a large grassland.
In the middle of the grass is a huge wooden house. In front of the house is a brick stove. In front of the stove, there is a big wooden table. There are also shiny silver tableware on the table-several bowls, kitchen knives, knives and plates. In front of it stood a woman with a face and figure like a teenager. She is mixing noodles. Long hair and long skirts quivered gently in the wind. See two people walked to come over, she smiled and said:
"Come on, take out the birds and roses and put them here!"
There is a silver pie plate on the table. On the pie plate, there is a thin rolled pie crust. The teenager did not hesitate to unfold the rose petals and put the dead bird on them. The girl also took out rose petals from her pocket and covered the bird.
A solemn and beautiful ceremony—
The dead bird covered with red roses looks very happy.
This is the stuffing of the pie, and the teenager's mother put another layer of Zhang Yuanyuan pie crust on it. So are other pies. She poked holes in the surface with a fork, brushed a thick layer of egg yolk, and then sent it into the oven-
The old stove on the brick stove is already very hot. The teenager's mother slammed the door and sang a spell-like song:
"Birds and roses,
Birds and roses,
Fire, heat and forest wind,
Melt it, melt it, honey,
Melt, melt, yellow cream. "
Because this song has an incredible rhythm, listening, listening, a girl's heart becomes completely happy.
When the pie came out, the girl naively ran after the butterfly. Look, just like the little daughter of this family. ...
That's it. How long did it take?
"Ah, baked! The pies of birds and roses are baked! "
A voice suddenly sounded in my ear, and the girl stopped chasing butterflies. The boy is standing behind the girl. Holding the baked pie in both hands, a pair of brown eyes intertwined with tenderness and uneasiness, staring at the girl.
Baked brown pie smells of cream and roses. The girl couldn't help but feel dizzy again. The girl grabbed the pie from the teenager's plate and sent it to her mouth. Even the girl herself doesn't understand, how can she gobble it so rudely? However, this pie is really delicious. After the first bite, I can't stop. I have to have one last bite.
The pie smells of flowers and cream. In addition, the remains of the birds apparently placed in the pie stuffing are gone. The bird's feathers, bones and two hard claws disappeared like magic. Instead, it is soft bird meat.
After eating the pie with birds and roses, the girl seemed to have a beautiful spring forest in her heart. The girl sat on the grass and closed her eyes. At this time, the young mother murmured in her ear:
"If you are sleepy, go to sleep indoors. There is a comfortable bed in the room! "
She grabbed the girl's hand and pulled her up. The girl was taken to the old wooden house.
There is a small room in the damp and moldy house.
"Then, let's sleep here!"
The walls and carpets in this room are the color of roses. Windows and beds, of course, are also the colors of roses.
"This room is really nice ..."
The girl is intoxicated and usually talks to herself. I really want to sleep in such a room, the girl thought, and got into bed. The quilt smells good, as if it were made of rose petals.
"Everything is a rose ..."
The girl stretched out under the quilt. Suddenly, I felt as if the whole person had suddenly floated into the air. As soon as I closed my eyes, I saw countless petals. Petals fall from above, one after another, just like a rain ... the girl reaches out her hands to pick up the petals. Petals piled up on the girl's hands, face and body. Later, like the bird just now, the girl was buried by rose petals. ...
Tutu, someone is knocking at the window.
Benedict, Benedict ...
Then, there was the sound of shaking the window frame. ...
"Huh?"
The girl got a fright and jumped out of bed.
"who?"
When I got out of bed and walked to the window, the curtain was pulled open with a snort and the boy's face was outside.
"Don't sleep!"
The boy held his voice and shouted.
"run! Jump out from here and run back against the road that just passed through the forest! Then go out through the hole in the tree fence! "
It's incredible, the boy whispered into the girl's ear with a wink:
"This is my mother's magic! A girl who eats a pie full of birds and roses will become a rose tree as soon as she falls asleep! "
"Rose tree ..."
"yes. Become a sapling. Tomorrow morning, mother will plant saplings in the yard. In this way, there is a new variety of roses in the yard.
"However, if you leave here now and escape to the outside of the fence, you will be saved. You can not only be saved, but also become a girl as clear as a bird and as beautiful as a rose. Hey, are you running or not? "
The girl crawled towards the window with a pale face. Young press a way:
"hurry up! Jump out from here! "
The girl nodded hard and jumped into the yard lightly. Then I ran up.
The girl runs like a rabbit.
As a result, the green forest is spinning. The blooming real rose tree burst into laughter.
No, no, roses will betray you. )
The girl crossed the river and came under a huge ginkgo tree. Like stepping barefoot on velvet, the girl almost slipped on the ground several times. Ah, that woman is doing magic again, the girl thought. The girl feels that her body is becoming a rose tree. The body gradually hardens, but the hair smells good. ...
Ah, come on, come on ...
The girl kept running with her legs that almost turned into rose trees. Finally I passed through the forest, and at the end I saw the familiar hedge and the unforgettable little hole.
(Ah ah, saved ...)
When crossing the hedge, the boy's blue sweater suddenly appeared in front of the girl.
"Why are you so slow!"
A big girl with a badminton racket is standing in front of a little girl. Looking around, it's still noon in spring.
"What the hell did you do? It' s so stupid to find something! "
The big girl stared at the little girl with resentment. At this time, the little girl knew that her face was rosy, her eyes were watery and her skin was smooth and shiny without looking in the mirror.
"Did you find badminton?"
So ask, the little girl happily loudly replied:
"Found it. However, I ate it! "
Then the little girl left the big girl and ran away.
As the little girl ran, she clearly felt that she had become as beautiful as a rose and as clear as a bird.
(Selected from Flower City in Naoko Anfang Fantasy Novel Series)
White parrot forest 2(2006-08-02 17:36:33)
four
This is a big forest. Vines twine vines, and old trees cover the sky. The branches are covered with clusters of white flowers ... no, look carefully, they are not flowers, but birds.
Oh, my God, it's a group of white parrots.
The forest is full of white parrots, just like lighting countless paper-wrapped wax lamps. No matter which parrot it is, it wags its long tail leisurely and talks to itself strangely. For example:
"Hello!"
"What happened later?"
"Good health!"
That's not all. Listening with your ears upright, the forest is a whirlpool of languages. There are foreign words, greetings and intermittent singing that you don't understand at all.
There was a man sitting under a tree, and everyone listened to the parrot's voice in his tree with his own posture. The number of parrots varies from tree to tree. Some trees are crowded with countless parrots, and some trees don't even have a parrot. People under the tree without birds look lonely.
Mimi skillfully walked among the trees and suddenly stopped in front of a tree.
There is a girl sitting under that tree. The girl is wearing a dress with a pattern of water droplets, looking at the distance.
Yes, that's the man!
"Sister Xia Zi!"
Hua Shui was so excited that she almost cried and rushed to her sister's tree.
Sister Xia Zi has beautiful long hair and looks a bit like her mother in profile. But in any case, she is more like a child. She is Hua Shui's sister. Hua Shui hesitated for a moment, then nodded as if in a dream: Ah, she died when she was younger than me.
Watercolor squatting on the side of Xia Zi's sister. Mi gather together, let out a cry:
"Hello!"
Sister Xia Zi smiled when she saw this watercolor painting, as if she was waiting for it here.
Water painting happily call way:
"I am your sister! My name is Huashui. "
"I know."
Sister Xia Jie nodded happily.
"I don't know how many times I've heard your story from dad's parrot."
"Dad's parrot?"
Huashui stood there dumbfounded. At this moment, a white parrot flew from the distant dark shore and landed on Xia Zi's sister's shoulder.
Then, "Xia Zi, Xia Zi" cried one after another.
Sister Xia Zi held the parrot in her lap and said, "This parrot is her mother's messenger."
Huashui was taken aback. Sister Xia Zi pointed to the branch and said happily, "The one above is my father's messenger; That's grandpa's parrot sleeping on the branch over there. Under it, you see, it's the one that turns to the opposite side at the moment. It's grandma's parrot. The birds on this tree, without exception, are messengers of people who miss me in foreign countries ... "
"……"
Shuihui didn't know until now that mom and dad secretly kept their own parrots for Xia Zi's sister. Besides, they will fly to such a deep underground country.
"Mom's parrot flies here every day. I haven't stopped for a day. "
Sister Xia Zi said.
I don't know. I didn't know this would happen. "
Huashui sighed. At this moment, the Indian face suddenly appeared.
"Where is the parrot?" Staring at a face painted with water.
"That's a precious bird!" When I said this, my eyes were a little moist.
That man must have kept a white parrot for someone! This is for a dearest dead person ... However, my Mimi swallowed the parrot. ...
Water painting quietly looking for the shadow of Mimi.
Mimi is on the branch next to her, fast asleep. When breathing, the white belly falls together. The parrots said they were tired and fell asleep.
The forest is bright and quiet.
The two chatted about their parents. Later, I picked the blueberry fruit and ate it. I also play cards with leaves and sing in a low voice.
"Elder sister, will you stay here forever? Just sit here and listen to the parrot? "
When the song was interrupted, Hua Shui asked softly. Sister Xia Jin shook her head.
"When the time comes, all the parrots will go back. As soon as the parrot left, it was dark here. So, in a distant dark canyon, ghosts will make a fire and wolves will howl. Then, the wind in a black cloak will grin and shake the branches. "
Hua Shui was startled by this sudden remark, gasped and looked into the distance.
Speaking of which, the opposite side of this forest really feels like a strange cave. Listen carefully, the wind is blowing from the darkness, "whoosh-whoosh-",just like playing a creepy flute. There is also a crow's cry from the opposite side.
"Ghost, will you come here?"
Water painting was trembling with fear. Hearing her ask in such a low voice, Xia Dajie nodded.
"Yes, often. Ghosts like to eat people's souls. In order to keep ghosts away, we will gather in one place and sing exorcism songs. The song is strung up word by word with parrot's words, and then music is put on. As soon as we started singing, ghosts and wolves ran away. "
"……"
When Hua Shui knew that this country was much more terrible than he thought, he somehow felt a little suffocated.
"... I think it's a wonderful place! Flowers are in full bloom, thinking it is a happy place! "
Unexpectedly, Xia Zi's sister said slowly:
"Yes, the place you said, I heard that it is far away ahead. Just on the other side of the dark wasteland and Wolf Canyon, there is a truly radiant country. There are beautiful young corn poppy fields, apricot trees and blue lakes. "
"Can't you go?"
"To go there, someone should lead the way! There must be a brave parrot that can shine in the dark and lead us forward! "
Sister Xia Zi sighed. Then, he murmured, so far, there has never been such a parrot. Sister Xia Zi is still mumbling: At that time, all parrots will fly back to their owners. I have never seen a parrot replace the bonfire on the road haunted by wolves and ghosts, and have the courage to lead us!
Huashui looked at the parrot in the tree sadly.
At this moment, Xia Zi's sister suddenly reached out and pointed to Mimi who was sleeping. Then, she unexpectedly screamed again:
"Hey, where's the cat?"
I had no idea that she would say such a thing. Water painting can't make a sound for a long time. Blood rushed to the head and the heart was pounding.
"That ... that ... no yo ..."
Water painting straightened up, stumbled towards the tree, and somehow squeezed out the words:
"Mi, it's my cat! I can't go home without Mimi! "
The temple is banging.
"Mi! Never, never lead the way. "
Hua Shui shouted at the top of her voice again and again. When she noticed this, she and Mimi were surrounded by the crowd.
Everyone, everyone, pointing to the microphone, mouth a low spell general voice:
"What about the cat?"
"What about the cat?"
There was a buzz. Water painting is shaking:
"no! Mimi can't finish such a task. "
But all of a sudden, the hoarse shouts in the air turned into a piece:
"Please give us that cat!"
"Please show us the way!"
"Give it to us!"
"Give it to us!"
……
Can be-afraid!
Shuihua hugged Mimi tightly.
Just then, a gust of wind blew like Hammond organ. I saw all the sleeping parrots awake and flapping their wings. In the blink of an eye, all the parrots jumped down from the tree, lined up and climbed up. Look, this shining white light is like a spiral staircase, spinning round and round, being sucked into the darkness and disappearing. ...
Finally, it was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers. You can only see it by drawing the outline of the microphone in your arms.
"Sister Xia Zi!"
Huashui tried to shout, but no one answered. On the contrary, there is a chorus of one person, an exorcism song.
Ghosts are grinning in the distance, and red flames are burning.
Water painting quickly put the microphone on the ground and said:
"Mimi, go home!"
Mimi straightened her tail, her topaz eyes were shining and she looked at the ink painting. Look, what a faithful light it is!
Mimi came running. Huashui chased me selflessly.
Mimi flies like an arrow floating on the water in the wind like the sound of Hammond organ.
(hurry up! If you don't hurry, the door will close! )
I don't know why ink painting would think of such a thing. As long as you run out of the automatic door connecting the dark country and the ground boundary line, no one can see it, and you will be fine. ...
Mimi and Hua Shui climbed thousands of dark stairs. My feet didn't work, and I almost fell down several times. Struggling to climb breathlessly.
My father's warm hand, my mother's bread, the doll I bought yesterday, and the arithmetic book … these things are shining in my water-painted mind. Then, after that, Sister Xia Zi's pale face appeared like a painful dream and disappeared.
five
When I came to my senses, Shuihui was already standing behind the rubber tree with Mimi in her arms.
The light is a little dizzy, and it is a jewel shop that stares at during the day.
"Where have you been?"
Suddenly, there was a deep inquiry. It's the Indian. He stood opposite the rubber tree, as if he had been lurking here.
"Where have you been?"
The Indian asked again.
"Well, well ... this is the forest of white parrots ..."
Hua Shui answered incoherently. The Indians pointed at Mami:
"Is this the cat leading the way?"
Water painting nodded slightly.
"What a great cat! Played the role of parrot and cat. "
Indians were full of praise, but Mao Zhi walked over to Shuihua. He said with a serious look:
"This cat, can I borrow it? I also want to go to that country. "
Huashui shook his head in despair.
So, the Indians pleaded:
"I want to know someone."
Hearing this, the water painting can not help but be surprised:
"Who? Who do you want to see? "
"……"
"Say, uncle, who did you raise the white parrot for?"
Indians muttered:
"For the beloved ..."
"Mom?"
"No."
"Sister?"
"So who is it? Who is it? "
Indian eyes become dreamy and fuzzy, and say:
"Didn't you see? Didn't you see an Indian girl wearing gold earrings in that country? "
Water painting gently shook his head.
"Wearing a sari, wearing a red glass jade bracelet. The name is gaze. "
"Starr moths? Isn't it the same name as this store? "
"yes. This is a thing of the past. My fiancee has been dead for ten years. "
The Indian sat on the floor and hugged his long legs. Huashui patted the cat and sat down beside him. The Indian took off the red ring on the little finger of his right hand and showed it to the water.
"I'm going to stare at this!"
That is an amazing ruby.
"Gaze died before she gave her the ring."
"……"
Water painting is the first time to see an adult so sad.
"You can borrow this cat once."
China water said softly.
The Indian looked at Mimi, as if he were a little dazzled. Huashui put her mouth to Mimi's white bud-like ear: "Go there again. Just take this person under the tree of an Indian girl. "
She whispered. Then, in a very light voice added:
"However, mami, can't go any further! No one can beg you, be sure to come back! "
Mimi suddenly stood up from the floor. He looked up at the Indian and cried softly. Then, he walked slowly down the stairs.
"Thank you."
The Indian's eyes sparkled and he smiled. Then he suddenly stood up and followed the cat underground. Long feet make the sound of "dong, dong, dong, dong". Huashui just sat there motionless, listening to the footsteps fading away from the ground.
After that, Mimi and the Indians never came back.
Water painting will come behind the rubber tree every day and call her rice on the dark stairs. However, only the sound of the wind will "shout" underground.
Sometimes, mixed with the wind, you can hear incredible footsteps and songs, as well as shouts of "da da, da da", but you can't tell whether a parrot is calling or a person is calling.
However, finally one day, even such a voice could not be heard. When Shuihui was twelve years old, the stairs behind the rubber tree disappeared without a trace.
(Selected from "The Forest of the White Parrot" in Naoko Anfang Fantasy Novel Series)