I Am a Leaf (II)

I'm still that leaf, a leaf that hasn't grown yet.

Lately, I've been busy. Busy knowing Grandma Wind and Grandpa Rain, as for why they are called so, I have already said it before, and I will not repeat them here.

Speaking of how I got to know them, it starts with that night. I remember that it was a dark and windy night in the month, I was sleeping, and then slowly dreamed that I was floating up, and at first I felt very comfortable, fantasizing that I was swimming, dancing like a butterfly, and unconsciously, I began to shake up, the dream of dancing was broken, and I woke up suddenly. Seeing a nearly transparent grandmother gently shaking me and my brothers and sisters, she stretched out countless pairs of large hands around us, soft and soft, gently shaking, some brothers and sisters were shaken by her, and made a rustling laugh, which was very good. I quietly felt her gently shaking and shaking, and gradually fell asleep, and now I think I regret it very much, I should talk to such a gentle grandmother more.

When I woke up, Grandma Wind was gone, I saw that the sky began to turn slightly red, the surrounding clouds began to have a layer of gold edges, and the back emitted a golden light, that is, Grandpa Sun was going to come out, he was more and more diligent day by day, the time of appearance was getting earlier and earlier, every time I came out I could detect him, he always looked happy, and greeted me happily.

New things are always curious about everything around them, and I look at the crowd on the road below, much less than usual, and I am wondering what is going on today. I was looking forward to the little girl, the last time I said goodbye, and then I met, I ran past me in a hurry, still holding a mobile phone in my hand. About the mobile phone, I am very confused that I suddenly learned so many things, tell you, I am a superior IQ, as soon as I listen to it, I understand that the world that my mother introduced to us recently is not a white introduction. The little girl ran over always out of breath, and I was really worried about where she was bumping, worrying about her as much as my mother was worried about me. I was in a state of contemplation, and suddenly, my head was knocked on by something, and I had to hang down, look left and right, look down, look up, and suddenly something fell from the sky at some point, small droplet-shaped, transparent, and just at this moment, another one fell on the door of my head, followed by thousands of countless ones, and I was dizzy. Grandpa Sun also didn't know when he disappeared, was he unwell?

"Kids, hold on to me, it's raining, don't fall down." I only knew that this guy was Grandpa Rain, I heard my mother say that he was powerful, everything in the world could not do without him, I had long wanted to see him, but I didn't expect his appearance to be so unique, I like to beat people since then, it seems that his temper is not very good. I still don't talk to him, although I am a leaf, but I also don't like big tempers, such as Grandpa Rain, and it is not good to be beaten by him.

The college students who passed under me had umbrellas, all kinds of colors, but there were more umbrellas with flower colors, and the umbrellas of pure colors appeared to be less, and I did not know why they wanted to play umbrellas, it should be that they also felt that Grandpa Rain was too grumpy and did not want to go near him. However, although it was a little painful at first, at this time, I felt energetic and full of vitality, was it because of the rain? Recently, I heard many people say that spring is coming, and when they looked up at me many times and saw my little green leaves, I couldn't help but say, "Look, sprout, spring is coming so soon." Today I also read a poem, I remember probably like this: "The sky street is wet as crisp, the grass color is close but there is none", this poem, I don't know what it means for the time being, but it sounds like it is extremely beautiful, I have a piece of grass underneath, it is also a tender shoot that has just been emitted, and the color of my previous is very similar, the first few days are still sparse, today is more dense than before, it is good-looking, this is probably like the poem depicted in it.

Let me think about what else to say today, oh yes, forgot to tell you, I grew a little bigger than before, stretched a little more than before, how to say, to use your human grain to describe, that is, from the size of sesame seeds to the size of broad beans, after all, I have been here for several days. As for the color of the appearance, it has changed from a light yellow-green that looked a little tender before to a slightly mature light green, but I think I still look good.

I am a leaf, a leaf that has seen the wind, heard the rain, and read poetry.