Willow bagpipes
Text/Fairy Tales
Spring has arrived, and the gentle wind gently blows the willows of Tian Pan Yuanna. The children blew the willow bagpipes in groups of three or five, and they folded the willow branches and broke them into one section after another, and they made a piccolo. "Didi Di Di", "Di Di Di", "Di Di Di Di", the streets and alleys are full, the sound is big and small, high and low, because the flute is thick and thin. The sound is like the cry of a canary, and every inch of the day is interesting.
In this fluted crowd, there is a child who is very good at raising butterflies. Not only did he blow the willow bagpipe well, but the butterflies were also well bred. Every spring, he would raise a large flock of butterflies, locked in a large cage, butterflies are red, pink, purple, white, yellow, blue... There are also many varieties, including red-banded cuff butterflies, yellow pink butterflies, golden phoenix butterflies, colored skirt musk butterflies, pointed wing butterflies, owl ring butterflies, dead leaf butterflies, blue flash butterflies... The child's name is Xiao Shi, and he is exactly ten years old this year. Every morning, Xiaoshi carries a cage and takes the butterflies to the field to breathe in the fresh air. As he walked, he blew a willow bagpipe, which seemed to be singing a song:
Willow bagpipes,
Didi,
Looking forward to spring,
Go in winter.
Butterfly Fly,
Butterfly goes.
In the spring of that year, war broke out. Foreign invaders invaded our territory and the whole people waged a war of resistance. Xiao Shi's mother, 37, also joined the anti-war forces, and she took up the position of underground correspondent. According to the organization's arrangement, she would go to the front line with the troops to fight. Before leaving, she made a meal of roast chicken for the children.
Xiao Shi said, "Mom, this roast chicken is so delicious, if you make it for us every day!" You're gone this time, when will you come back? ”
Mom said: "It is estimated that it will take a month." When mom comes back, I'll make you roast chicken every day! In the days when I'm gone, you and your sister must take care of yourself, hear that? ”
Xiao Shi suddenly thought of something, took out a willow bagpipe from his pocket, and smiled: "Mom, this is my willow bagpipe, you take it, when you think of me and my sister, blow it!" ”
Mom took the willow bagpipes and put them in one of the safest pockets.
Mom is gone, and Xiao Shi looks forward to her mother's return every day. He didn't feel it when his mother was at home, and after his mother left, he felt that he was so inseparable from his mother. When he was in the academy, he was better, and when he was not in school, he felt that every minute and second was difficult. Stay up for a day now, as if it were a year. A month had finally passed, but Mom hadn't returned. Xiao Shi went to ask his sister.
The sister said: "I don't know, it may be that the organization has given her a new task, and she can't come back." ”
Every evening, Xiaoshi ran to the top of the mountain and looked at the road where his mother came back... Xiao Shi's mother, when she first went to work on the battlefield, everything went smoothly, and she sent messages and food and clothing to various departments of our army, and she was very busy. However, one day when she delivered the letter, she was discovered by the enemy army, and the enemy arrested her back, soft and hard, forcing her to tell the whereabouts of several leaders of our army. Later, the enemy tortured her, locked her in a damp cell, punched and kicked her first, and then whipped her with a whip, so that she was bloodied, and she just didn't say anything. She made up her mind that even if she died, she would not say the whereabouts of the leader of the organization.
Two months have passed, and XiaoShi's mother has not returned. Xiao Shi was in a hurry, and he ran to the mountain every day, not knowing what to do. He let his butterflies out one by one, and let them go to find their mothers. He grabbed a red-belted cuff butterfly and said, "Red-belted cuff butterfly, I know that you know the most sensible, you go to my mother, you must find her." "Then let go of the red-banded cuff butterfly." He said to a blue butterfly, "Blue Butterfly, you are the fastest to fly, you hurry to find your mother, be sure to bring her back!" ”......
One night, Xiao Shi dreamed that her mother had returned, and her mother was riding a red horse, walking at the front of the triumphant team, full of red light. The people in the procession beat gongs and drums, singing and dancing. Xiao Shi carefully looked at the back of the horse her mother rode, ho, carrying a lot of things, including pecans, pecans, kumquats, grapes, and a new type of roast chicken. Xiao Shi was happy to be broken... He woke up, saw everything in front of him, and was stunned, thinking about the dream outside the dream, and couldn't help but cry. Xiao Shi got up in a hurry, and before dawn outside, he ran out with the cage and released all the butterflies in the cage. "Butterflies and butterflies, you are going to fly to various places, you must find out the news of your mother!" The butterflies seemed to understand what he was saying, flapped their wings, and flew in all directions.
Butterflies fly and fly, day and night rushing, the wind and food are sleeping, some butterflies are tired on the way, falling to the ground, and some butterflies are lost on the way and do not know where to go. Only a golden butterfly found the cell where Xiaoshi's mother was located, and when someone opened the door, it flew into the cell. Xiao Shi's mother was now covered in scales, her hands were hanging up, and she was asleep. The golden phoenix butterfly flew over tremblingly and landed on Xiaoshi's mother's forehead, kissed it, and Xiaoshi's mother woke up.
Xiao Shi's mother saw the golden phoenix butterfly, recognized that it was Xiao Shi's butterfly, and said excitedly: "Xiao Shi sent you?" How did you find it here? ”
The golden phoenix fluttered its wings anxiously, but could not speak.
Xiao Shi's mother thought that she had promised Xiao Shi to go back in a month, and now more than two months had passed. Knowing that she could not live, she shook her blouse and motioned for the golden butterfly to take the willow bagpipe from it.
"You bring this willow bagpipe back and give it to Little Stone." I can't see them anymore. ”
The golden butterfly took out a willow bagpipe from her clothes, and the flute was stained with a lot of red blood, but the whole flute was intact.
The golden phoenix butterfly clutched the willow bagpipe with six feet, stared at Xiaoshi's mother for a moment, and then turned and flew away.
On the third day after the golden phoenix butterfly left, Xiao Shi's mother was martyred at the burning of the enemy.
The golden phoenix butterfly rushed through the night with the willow bagpipes, over one mountain after another, flying over one city after another, without stopping. It flew, flew, and on this day, it finally returned to Xiaoshi. Xiao Shi took the willow bagpipe, saw the blood on it, and shouted, "Willow bagpipe!" This is my willow bagpipe! This is my willow bagpipe for mom! What happened to my mom? Why didn't she come back? Where the hell is she? ”
The golden phoenix just flapped its wings and could not speak.
Xiao Shi looked at the willow bagpipes, couldn't help but put it to his mouth, and blew a mouthful, who knew that the willow bagpipe actually sounded the music itself!
The music is first a soothing, pleasant, and gripping tune, Xiaoshi seems to see his mother actively and enthusiastically working for the cause of combat, and suddenly, the music becomes tense and urgent, endless, and Xiaoshi seems to see his mother captured by the enemy and imprisoned. The flute became more and more intense, high-pitched, and there seemed to be many contradictions, xiaoshi saw her mother being beaten by the enemy, and Xiaoshi's tears came out of her eyes.
At this time, Xiao Shi's sister entered the house, and also heard the sound of the flute, and as she listened, she shouted, "I seem to see my mother's appearance!" The enemy is going to take her..."
The music continued to sound, slowly becoming low, low, as if the last trace of mother's struggle, "boom-", the music broke out again, loud, intense, and continuously, and the same picture appeared in front of Xiaoshi and her sister's eyes: the enemy took her mother to an open space outside, hung her on a rope, and then lit a raging fire below... The sky is spread out with colorful clouds, red as the sea, and light like electricity.
The flute stopped, the sister sat down on the ground, and Xiao Shi could no longer cry. "Mom sacrificed! Mom is dead! Mom sacrificed for the motherland! Xiao Shi took this magical willow bagpipe and let the villagers listen to the flute, and when the villagers heard this music, they were also full of excitement, and the picture of Xiao Shi's mother's work, death, and sacrifice seemed to appear in front of their eyes, and they all cried.
"Poor Yu Lian, she sacrificed!" The enemy burned her to death with fire! ”
"Yu Lian is really a martyr, the enemy tortured her like that, she did not give in!"
"Her blood will not flow in vain, and we will always remember Yu Lian!" Sooner or later, any aggressor will perish! ”
Xiao Shi shouted, "I'm going to find my mother!" He rushed out crying, the villagers dragged him, XiaoShi kicked and punched his legs, crying, "I want revenge!" I want revenge! ”
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Spring has arrived again, and the streets and alleys of the village, the fields and hills have sounded again, "Drip-Drip", "Didi-Didi", "Dididian", "Dididi-Didi", the sound is high and low, there are big and small, because the flute is thick and thin. Later, Xiao Shi and his sister joined the ranks of the War of Resistance and fought bravely to kill the enemy until the victory of the War of Resistance. And Xiao Shi's mother's willow bagpipe has been circulating in the human world, every time you go to a place, as long as people blow it gently, it will sound the music on its own, and the people who hear the music have seen the martyr's sacrifice...
The spring breeze blows, and the children are strung together in groups, blowing, and singing songs:
Tong Yan, a well-known Chinese children's literature writer and novelist, was born in Hebei in the 1980s, and his real name is Zhang Yufei. He graduated from Zhejiang University in 2015 and now lives in Hangzhou. Because of its combination of literary and readable characteristics, his works are loved by a wide range of readers. His works mainly include the novel "Qin Bird", the fairy tale collection "Little Jujube Tree and Grandpa", the essay collection "North China Plain Farewell Dream Song", the popular science picture book series "Autumn of Xiao Du Pear", "White Flower Tree and Pink Flower Tree" and so on.
Since he was 10 years old, he published his first article in "Yanzhao Evening News" (September 2000), and has published articles continuously, successively publishing fairy tales, novels, essays, fables and other works in a series of authoritative publications such as "Juvenile Age", "Chinese Campus Literature", "Oriental Teenager", "Fairy Tale Kingdom", "Years", "Yilin", "Novel Circle", etc. The articles published at the end of his primary school have reached 30 articles, and so far he has published more than 1,000 works in major journals, totaling 1.5 million words. He has won the Bingxin Children's Literature Award and the People's Literature Award. A large part of his works have been adapted into animation films and television films, which not only bring a wealth of paper reading materials to the publishing industry, but also provide aesthetic and wonderful themes for the film and television industry.
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