Who can make up a fairy tale with the spring rain of fallen leaves, the cool breeze of rice fields and wild goose gardens?

It is the time when the lush grass turns yellow; It is the time when fallen leaves roll on the ground; It is the time when autumn rain and dusk come together; When rows of geese fly south; At that time, the orchard was full of fruits, and the rice fields were like a golden ocean ... Under the window of the girl's house, under a yellow leaf, intermittent music flowed. This is a cricket named Ji Ling playing. He is playing for that girl. But ... Is this really Ji Ling's performance? This music has lost the fullness and lightness of summer nights; This piece of music has lost the fluency and smoothness of summer nights. Many discordant vibrato, floating in the melody, floating in the rhythm. A prominent pause will make people feel that the air has solidified. The girl couldn't believe it: Is this a dream? Ji Ling's performance is not like this! How beautiful his performance was on a summer night ... She gently pushed open the door and followed the music. She uncovered the dead leaves. "Oh, what a lucky clock!" The auspicious bell sheltered from the rain under the dead leaves, and the shiny black robe was covered with fine water drops. His slender tentacles hung feebly, no longer waving proudly as before. His body is also trembling slightly. Is this all because of the cold? The girl held the bell in her hand and gently pressed it on her warm cheek. "Ji Ling Ji Ling, it's so cold, you have to play ..." Ji Ling saw the girl's eyes. The whites of the eyes are white and blue, much like the clear sky in summer; Bright pupils in the dark are more like the distant starry sky on a summer night. "But, summer has passed forever, autumn has come, and the cool breeze is blowing gently ..." In Ji Ling's heart, a sadness rose. A grasshopper girl in green came, like a green leaf, and fell on the girl's hand. The firefly girl with a small green light came, like a small meteor, and landed in the girl's hand. "Ji Ling, I'm cold ..." The grasshopper leaned against Ji Ling. "Ji Ling, I'm afraid ..." The firefly leaned against Ji Ling. Their antennae met silently. Yes, autumn, terrible autumn is coming. It's really cold ... "Hee hee," the girl smiled and opened her mouth like a flower. "I want to make a shelter for Ji Ling, hee hee!" The girl's dexterous hands are busy, standing in the rain, making a hut for Ji Ling. The rain soaked her clothes and hair. Ah, come on! What a delicate and beautiful hut this girl has made! The roof is made of moss-covered pine bark; The walls are made of thin willow branches; The door is also made of fine willow branches; Two windows are made of two leaves. The girl is holding Ji Ling in her hand, and her eyes are shining with excitement. Ji Ling saw the rain dripping on her hair and eyelashes. Are her long eyelashes the eaves of her eyes? The girl said, "Just call it Ji Ling's bark hut." Bark hut in Ji Ling? So, with a small family, Ji Ling is no longer afraid of wind and rain? Ji Ling's slender tentacles swept the girl's cheek to express her deep gratitude. "It really itches." The girl smiled. "Come to your bark room, Ji Ling." The girl sent Ji Ling to the hut. The grasshopper flew into the bark hut like a happy green leaf. Fireflies fly into the bark hut, like a happy meteor. The girl left quietly. The autumn rain is still falling. The girl shook off the beads of rain from her hair and said to her heart: Rain, please rain, so that they will never get caught in the rain again ... like the crisp drums in the band; Just like the notes flicked on the piano; Raindrops fell on the roof of the bark hut. Ding-dong, Ding-dong ... Ji Ling's heart was intoxicated: monotonous and annoying autumn rain played a wonderful sound on the bark roof. The grasshopper unfolded her green jumpsuit, and the firefly shook her little green light and danced with the rhythm of the rain. Ji Ling spread her wings and played with the accompaniment of autumn rain. Like a lamp swimming in the vast darkness; Like a jumping fire in the ice and snow; Charming melody, lingering in the humid air, floating ... cold, disappeared; Sadness, gone. Bark hut, hidden in the girl's spring heart. Ji Ling pushed open the shutters and watched. It's already watery outside, only the bark hut is clean. Bark hut, an island floating on the sea, is a small boat moored in the harbor. Ji Ling looked at the girl's window. How much he wants to see the girl now, to see her leaning against the window and listening to his performance. Doesn't the girl like to hear him play? However, the window is empty. The girl is ill. She is lying in bed. When the autumn wind brought Ji Ling's performance, how much she wanted to go to the window, to see the bark hut made by herself, to see Ji Ling in the hut, to see grasshoppers and fireflies. However, the girl can't get up. She has a fever. She was dizzy and thirsty ... Ji Ling walked out of the hut and jumped to the girl's window. But the window was too high. Again and again, Ji Ling failed to jump. "Ji Ling and Ji Ling, what are you doing?" Grasshoppers and fireflies asked eagerly. "I'm going to see that girl!" "Don't jump, let's fly in and have a look." The grasshopper and the firefly said. They flew into the window and landed on the girl's pillow. The girl fell asleep in a daze with a high fever and chapped lips. Grasshoppers and fireflies are very anxious and don't know what to do. They flew back to Ji Ling in a panic. "That girl is ill! The girl is sick! " The grasshopper said. "What shall we do, Ji Ling?" Said the firefly. "ah? ! "JiLing was shocked. "She must have been ill in the rain, so she built a hut. We must get her back to health! " They were together in the bark hut, trying to find a way for the girl's illness. Ding dong ding dong. Raindrops fell on the roof in haste. Are they worried about girls, too "Yes, yes!" Ji Ling suddenly shouted. Ji Ling spoke her mind. "yes! Right! " Everyone is happy with Ji Ling's idea. Grasshoppers and fireflies found a clean leaf, put it on their heads, and then rain fell from the sky. Ji Ling cheered up and spread his thin film wings ... The girl vaguely felt that she was walking in the desert. I am tired and thirsty. How she wants to drink water! Suddenly, she saw a clear spring. She picked up the spring water to drink, drink, drink. Cool and sweet water seeped into her heart ... the girl opened her eyes. She saw grasshoppers and fireflies flying to her mouth with a leaf in their mouths. The leaves tilted to her mouth, and the cool water moistened her lips, flowed into her mouth and into her heart. Ah, the spring in my dream was originally sent by grasshoppers and fireflies! Outside the window, there was wonderful music. Who's playing this? Like birds singing in the forest; Like bells tinkling at dusk; Like the flute in the field; It echoes like a bronze bell in the palace ... ah, it's the bell ringing! Music, a slow stream, carrying the microwave of emotion, is flowing into the girl's heart from Ji Ling's heart. The girl smiled, and her smile was as clear as the sky in May. The girl recovered from her illness and her body was as free as a cloud in the sky. She got out of bed and went to the window. "Thank you, Ji Ling! Thanks grasshopper! Thank you, firefly! " The girl looked at the bark hut happily. In the hut, Ji Ling is playing; Grasshoppers and fireflies are dancing in the hut. Is the autumn rain rustling for them? Autumn, quietly gone; Winter came quietly. Snowflakes, one after another, fall down. Snowflakes flying all over the sky floated down. In the bark hut, grasshoppers and fireflies snuggled up to Ji Ling. It's so cold ... The girl is asleep. She doesn't know that the bark hut can keep out the wind and rain, but it can't keep out the cold! Ji Ling knew that she wouldn't last long in the snow. Their lives will be covered by this snowflake. Ji Ling pushed open the window of the leaves and looked at the accumulated snow. This terrible snow suddenly became lovely. Yes, for a person who is about to leave this world, everything is worth nostalgia. "Ji Ling, I'm afraid ..." The grasshopper said, her voice trembling. "Ji Ling, am I going to die ..." The firefly's voice was so weak. Ji Ling, with his weak vibrato, played wholeheartedly. Farewell, the grass in my hometown, the starlight in summer night, the kind girl ... The music floated out of the bark hut, dissipated in the wilderness, melted in the snow and penetrated into the soil. The last note falls with the last snowflake. In the small room, the faint green light went out. Everything became so quiet. It was so quiet ... In the morning, the girl woke up. She opened the window and exclaimed in surprise, "Ah, it's snowing! What white snow! " How white the snow is, it really hurts your eyes. "Hey, where's the bark hut?" The bark hut has been covered with thick snow. In the snow under the window, a small bag protrudes slightly. The girl's heart seems to jump out of her chest. She ran to the window, gently opened a small hole in the protruding bag and pushed open the door of the bark hut. "Ji Ling! Grasshopper! Fireflies! " No one answered. Ji Ling, grasshopper and firefly, they snuggled together and their tentacles touched. Quietly, there is no answer. The girl said, "Ji Ling is asleep. From summer to autumn, they are tired and they are going to sleep ... "She closed the door of the bark hut and covered the small hole with snow. She found another thin stick and put up a fence around the bark hut. On the tallest stick, the girl posted a note: "In the bark room, Ji Ling and his two companions fell asleep." The girl squatted outside the fence and gently hummed a song to the bark hut, a song without lyrics. Her voice, with a sweet nasal voice, is so beautiful and soft. In the bark hut, there is a soft echo-how like a bell to accompany her. Girls sing from winter to spring. The snow melted. The bark hut under the window is still so beautiful, no, more beautiful. Spring rain, wash it clean, so beautiful turquoise. The sun, give it a layer of light gold plating. The girl hummed the song without the lyrics of the bark hut again. In the song, a miracle happened: the wall of the bark hut-a wall woven with thin willow branches, slowly bloomed with many pale green buds with the song. Buds bloom, bloom, and grow small pointed willow leaves! How happy this girl is! She clapped her hands and cried, "The bark shed has sprouted! It is alive, alive! " The girl smiled. Suddenly, the smile on her face disappeared. "Everyone in the bark room is alive, only Ji Ling and others …" Yes, Ji Ling has … "Ah!" The girl suddenly exclaimed in surprise. She saw the door of the bark hut was gently pushed open and a small group of people came out from it. Oh, there are so many little crickets, grasshoppers and fireflies! The girl held out her hand to them, and they all climbed into her palm one by one. So many little feet scratching in her hand, it really itches! The little crickets haven't put on their shiny black robes yet; The grasshopper hasn't put on the green jumpsuit yet; The little firefly hasn't lit the little green light yet; They are still so small, but these small people all look so proud and beautiful. "They all know me!" The girl closed her eyes happily. The girl is dreaming: how beautiful this summer night will be. ...

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