Gao Lingya: Moths

Moths

Gao Lingya

The fields of the summer night are very noisy, in addition to the incessant frogs, and the cries of insects lurking in the grass. The heat of the day has not completely dissipated. Tired people are busy with dinner, preparing to eat, bathing, cooling down, sleeping. The bleak village, with its verdant trees, looks like a five-clawed demon with teeth and five claws from a distance, and some look like a ghost, which makes people shudder. The front and back of the house are permeated with faint lights, trance, far away and quiet. Occasionally, a weak dog bark or two would come from the east or west of the village.

It's July. The heat wave went from the field to the village, from the outside to the inside. In the village, the most pleasing thing is that it is green and green. Dry grain crops are growing, rice in the fields is raising flowers, and their stems and leaves are fat and lush. This season, the white moth has grown wings, is very active, and flies one after another, like snowflakes that suddenly fall in winter, surrounding the whole field.

White moth, butterfly-like, bee waist light wings. They fly, roost, coil on the green leaves, and absorb nutrients. They multiply quickly and harm crops. The white moth, let the leaves become full of holes, rolled, sturdy, withered. During the day, the sun is very strong, exposing them to the sun, so they hide in the stems of the leaves and enjoy the shade. At night, they came out one after another, and they were mighty.

Frogs are their natural enemies, and many moths bury in the frog's belly. Many years ago, frogs were everywhere. Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer frogs, in addition to fertilizers, potions, and human greedy hunting. As soon as there are few frogs, the white moths take up the upper points.

There are many moths, and the villagers will not sit idly by. They bought insecticides and sprayed them desperately in the rice paddies, and the poor moth corpses spread across the field, lying on the straw, on the water, on the ground. However, since the invention of insecticides, human beings have also paid a heavy price, that is, to use a healthy body to bear the consequences of using drugs to kill insects, a variety of diseases have arisen, some new viruses have invaded our bodies, and new terms in medicine have emerged in an endless stream. Perhaps, science and technology have developed, and medical research has gone deep, which is eye-opening!

Twenty years ago, we experienced the SARS virus, but it was quickly extinguished. Today, we are plagued by the new crown epidemic, and the madness of the virus still cannot make us peaceful! The moths in the rice paddies are ignorant and unconscious, and they still live a leisurely life.

Insecticides, only insecticide, have no harm to the human body, our "conscientious" merchants always say so! So, everyone is very relieved. Pesticides, herbicides, additives, whitening agents, color enhancers, fertilizers, pesticides ... Played out in our lives.

At night, the field was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers. The moths that were killed during the day, some of them had a faint breath, some of them had broken limbs and arms, but they still struggled hard, struggled, and luckily survived. The thick smell of choking potions in the field made them unbearable. They want to escape, but where to escape, every field is the same. They got together again in an attempt to regroup. With the lesson of the catastrophe, they are particularly alert and more defensive.

Human wisdom is always so bizarre. At night they used old-fashioned weapons again—firelight with lampshades. It was a small lamp that illuminated the fields in the darkness, like stars in the sky, blinking their eyes slyly. Moths put out fire, and humans take advantage of this defect of moths to hunt them in this ancient way. Many years ago, our ancestors invented this method of trapping, and the moths have an inventory in their hearts. Now, we've just improved the tool.

"Snare, snare..." The leader of the Moth Family thought indignantly, his expression painful. So it flew around the fields with difficulty, admonishing its companions. Everyone was on guard, and everything was safe and sound.

One night two days later, everyone felt at peace. Later, he let down his guard and forgot the chief's admonition.

Perhaps, light is too tempting for anyone, whether you are black or white, strong or weak, rational and emotional. A few moths flew toward the lights, flapping their wings, and pounced on the light, and pounced on the fire, and fell on the fire. Then, another group of moths flew towards the flames...

This time, the moth saved itself with the most primitive way of dying...

In the legendary Kingdom of Heaven, there is a pair of divine birds, the male is a phoenix, and the female is a phoenix. After turning five hundred years old, Ji Xiangmu set himself on fire, regained his life from the ashes of death, and has been delicious and abnormal since then, and will no longer die. Her name is Phoenix.

But I know, how can a moth become a phoenix...

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Author Profile: Gao Lingya, pen name Tiandu Feng, Anhui Dingyuan people. Senior middle school teacher, member of Dingyuan Writers Association. Editor-in-chief of the micro-journal of Tiandu Literature. Certified editor of Urban Headlines, editing columns such as poetry and prose of "Urban Headlines • Tendo Literature". "Today's Headlines" is certified as a creator in the field of high-quality culture. Certified columnist for Blog China. Editor-in-chief of The Chutian Fenghua Micro-journal, Executive Editor-in-Chief of Jianghuai Poetry, and Member of the Editorial Board of Dingyuan Literature. Editor of Jiangshan Literature Andia Xiaohe. He usually loves to write, and several poems have been published in qilu literature, Anhui poetry, Chuzhou Daily, Xinchu Weekly and other media. His works have been included in shandong poetry journals, Chinese style, twilight poetry journal, Chinese poetry endowment and other paper journals.

Dingyuan, China

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