The horizon in the distance changed from a fuzzy rose to a lavender, and a star flashed directly above the fir tree. The stars blinked trembling and looked down at the endless white leaves.
A cold night without wind. Although there are new stars shining in the sky, the biggest, brightest and most beautiful is the first star that comes out. However, no one looked up at the stars, because there was no one and no house in vilen.
Late at night, a truck passed a road in Yuan Ye. The truck was covered with a gray roof, and the tire chains creaked past.
"Whew-it's cold!" The male driver wearing a leather hat exhaled a white breath.
"Work harder!" The man in the assistant seat raised his voice as if encouraging. The cigarette is on fire, bright red.
At this time, the truck hit hard and used this to roll an apple off the gray hood.
The truck just ran to a distant town.
On a snowy Yuan Ye, a red apple looked at the sky motionless. It thought: What a cold and empty place it fell into.
Just then.
"Apple."
Suddenly, someone was calling. A loud voice, like a small silver bell.
"Apple, are you really lonely?" The voice said again.
"Well, it's loneliness." After answering, Apple thought: Who is calling himself? Suddenly, the star above the fir tree flashed around, and the apple immediately noticed it and said happily, "Hey, it's a star!" " "
Then it shouted, "I know you!" " "
Apple seems to have met an old acquaintance, and his mouth is almost closed with joy.
"I have known you for a long time. That was when I grew up in my mother's tree. Uh-huh, before, when I was a white flower, I looked at you every night. "
"Then I'm so happy!" The star said, "However, there are many orchards and apple trees here and there. Sorry, I don't know which orchard or apple tree you grew up in. "
"I am not an apple in the orchard."
"well. So, where are you from? "
"A house on the mountain ... here, can you see it from you? Old and dirty houses with low eaves in the north. Is there a surprisingly beautiful apple tree in that yard? "
The star nodded.
"That's the tree where I grew up. This is a good tree. There are no farmers or orchards in this area. That tree can be full of sweet and beautiful apples. However, to say that the owner of this tree is surprisingly poor, he can only drink porridge every day. There is almost only one piece of clothing to wear, and even a little firewood to warm the room. "
"It was a hard life."
"well. In a small family, there are five children and an old woman. The children's father has died, and their mother works in other places and doesn't often send money. So grandma started her own sideline business and finally let the children eat porridge. Still, life is too hard. One day, I decided to sell the apple trees in the yard to a nearby orchard. "
The star nodded. Then, vilen stared at the small house on the hill over there. The house seems to be falling down because of the weight of the snow. On the apple tree in the yard, the branches were almost bent by the snow.
"Ask the owner of the orchard how to buy apples, and he will price them according to how much he gives a tree. In other words, the money given in the harvest year and the non-harvest year is the same. As for apple tree disinfection, apple bagging and apple packaging, people in the orchard have done it. However, none of the apples left on the tree belong to the orchard. The stingy owner of the orchard often tells grandma and children:
-Don't pick apples in the yard, because that tree doesn't belong to you anymore.
Children, you look sad. Some children pouted and some children cried. Seeing this, we said with one voice:
-Wind, wind, shake us!
-Wind, wind, shake us down!
Then, from the distant mountain, the wind blew and tried to shake the tree violently. Fully mature partners, fell a lot in a row, so we sang in the tree:
-Whose apple is it?
-Whose apple is it?
Hearing the song, grandma came to the yard, straightened up a little, looked at the road below, made sure the truck in the apple orchard didn't come, and picked up the fallen apples. Then, hide quietly in the kitchen and give it to the children at night. Good apples are eaten raw, and rotten apples are cooked. Grandma prayed while cooking, hoping that more apples would fall tomorrow. In this way, the next day, a stronger wind blew and more apples fell. "
"So that's it. However, you have never fallen. "
"Well, because I'm not familiar with it, no matter how the wind blows, I can't fall easily. Meanwhile, my partner and I were picked by people in the orchard. Later, I slept in the warehouse of the orchard for a long time and woke up this morning. I was stuffed into a box, loaded into a truck and thought, ah, which distant town should I go to? My heart lit up.
"Unexpectedly, what happened? I fell in a place like this halfway! I can't let anyone eat it and bury it in the snow.
..... I will freeze like this, and it will rot when it melts. "
"Who do you want to eat you?"
"That's right. Freezing to death and rotting to death are all sad things. How happy I am to let the lovely children on that mountain eat! Besides, I prefer to bury the seeds in the ground. One day, I will be a tree. "
Speaking of which, Apple sighed. It fondly recalls the time when it grew up on the mountain. Then, it cried, "Nuo, Nuo, star."
But I can't hear the answer from the stars. The clouds came and the stars disappeared. Apple thought, ah, maybe it will snow. It looked up at the fir trees in the distance, thinking of its partners who were transported away by trucks, of bright big towns it had never seen before, and of the applesauce slurping on grandma Gangqiu's round stove. In this way, it fell asleep unconsciously.
I had a few short dreams. How long did the apple sleep?
Who grazed on the frozen snow? The man approached the apple and called in a clear voice, "Apple girl, Apple girl."
A silvery sound.
Apple opens its eyes. At this time, the apple has been picked up, picked up by white and soft hands without gloves.
"Who are you? Where did it come from? " Apple asked in a daze.
That is an excessively beautiful teenager.
Teenagers have blue hair and eyes. Besides, the clothes he wears are the same color as the flowers of Commelina communis.
"I am a star." The boy said, "It's the old star. I just came down from the sky and I really want to eat you. "
"Huh?" Apple smiled. "Really? Can the stars come down and pick apples to eat? "
The boy nodded gently, took out a knife from his pocket and peeled the apple. The apple skin is stretched long enough to touch the snow.
The apple laughed its head off.
"Is it ridiculous?"
"Ridiculous. The star actually peeled the apple! "
The star boy ate the peeled apple slowly. Concentrate and eat cleanly until you reach the core.
Finally, there are five black seeds left.
The teenager gently picked up the seed and put it on his ear.
Then ... Apple's voice came from the seed: "Star, star, take me to the sky!" " "
The boy smiled loosely: "All right. This time, you should be a tree in the sky. "
Teenagers breathe warm air into apple seeds.
Then he came over.
He looked at the fir trees in the distance. No, towards the horizon over there. Also, towards the invisible stairs that extend from there to the sky. ...
Nobody knows what happened tonight. In the endless snow on the Yuan Ye, only the red apple skin, finely rolled into a spiral, fell there.