Girls are born blind. Despite the hardships of life, girls also feel the world with other senses such as hearing and touch.
It was late autumn again, and when the girl was groping across the mountain, she accidentally heard a slight cry of panic. When she stepped forward, she learned that the hunter had caught a nest of little foxes and brought them home for her son to play with.
The girl could not bear it, gritted her teeth and took out a small amount of money, bought the little fox in the hands of the hunter, night fell, the girl touched the little life in her arms, and then spread her hands, the little fox shouted, and sneaked into the jungle.
"You saved them, and I can fulfill your wish." A voice behind the girl sounded, "I am a fox fairy near here, and the little fox just now is my clan." ”
"I want to know what the moon looks like," the girl said cautiously, fearing that her demands would be excessive and provoke the fox fairy. "I can feel the warmth of the sun, I can feel the nature of various things around me, but I can't feel the appearance of the moon."
The fox fairy nodded and aimed a silver light at the girl's forehead.
"The moon is sweet." The girl wrinkled her nose.
"The moon is round." The girl's mind conjured up her imaginary moon, "Is it bright or warm." ”
"The moon is cold, full of dust and gravel, and there is no smell. It's also not round. There are craters everywhere, uneven and uneven. The fox fairy smiled, "There is no laurel tree on it, and the ones you said are all the moons you fantasize about." ”
"Sweet is you, warm is you, honey stuffing is also you." The fox fairy's fingertips spilled a silver light and flew into the girl's eyes. He narrowed his eyes and smiled, "But one thing you're right about is that the moon has light. You see....."
The girl subconsciously looked up and saw for the first time the moon in the sky.
"I can see..." She was stunned, and it took a long time for her to relax, and she looked around in surprise, but there was no trace of the fox fairy.
"A little giveaway, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival." A sly voice came from afar with the wind.