It was raining in the sky, and the raindrops fell on the big tree, dripping down the leaves of the big tree, "tick, tick, tick." Hide in the soil and disappear.
Soon the sun came out, and the leaves of the big tree became more and more shiny under the sun, and the round water droplets on the leaves were colorful, beautiful and lovely.
A small thing came out from the foot of the big tree. It was small, with a colorful head on it, and it stood upright.
Slowly, it grew taller, the color on the head darkened, the umbrella-shaped head slowly opened, and the waist rod that absorbed nutrients became thicker.
A group of children came to the mountains to pick mushrooms.
"Look, look at that mushroom, it's colored, it's still transparent, it looks good." A boy in green said, and ran straight to the foot of the big tree.
"Yeah, take a good look." A little girl in yellow squatted down and stared at the little mushroom carefully. "Colors like a rainbow, but no red."
"Let's take it home," the little boy suggested.
The big tree was very panicked, afraid that the mushrooms would be picked, so he shook his body and lost some leaves, but it didn't help at all. If they were going to take away the little mushrooms, the big tree couldn't stop it.
"I don't want it anymore. Mom said that brightly colored mushrooms are poisonous. Let's go pick edible mushrooms."
"Alright then, let's go." The little boy reluctantly looked back at the little mushroom several times.
They walked away, and the tree's hanging heart also let go. The big tree twisted and shook off some leaves until the little mushroom was covered. "Okay, now you won't be easily discovered by others."
After a few days, the leaves could no longer cover the little mushrooms. It showed its little head, round and cute.
"Hello, Big Tree."
A sound of just waking up came from the foot of the big tree.
"Hello, little mushroom." Big tree greeted her warmly.
"Don't call me Little Mushroom, call me the world's most beautiful colorful little mushroom that is unparalleled in the world." Little Mushroom said proudly.
"Hahaha, well, the world's most beautiful colorful little mushroom is unparalleled in the sky and the earth. Look, we have been together for so long, can I call you a closer name, such as Little Mushroom?"
Little Mushroom thought for a while, then made a contemplative gesture, "Okay, that's fine too."
The big tree shields the little mushroom from the sun every day, and tells her about the scenery from high places and bedtime stories. The days passed and they were all satisfied.
A gust of wind blew, almost blowing the little mushrooms away.
"Brother Shu, I'm back." Brother Feng brought back the coolness of the water.
"Brother Feng, you're back. This is a little mushroom." The big tree looked at his feet. "Did you gain anything from a trip to the city?"
"Hello." Brother Feng said hello to Xiao Mushroom, and then answered Da Shu's question, "I learned something."
"What knowledge?" Little Mushroom asked curiously.
"Do you know how to make a romantic confession with your favorite humanities and arts?"
"do not know."
"If you love someone, tell her that the moon is beautiful tonight. If she answers that the wind is gentle, then she loves you too."
"That's it." Dashu suddenly realized.
"I'm leaving to see my beloved moon. Goodbye."
"Brother Feng, slow down first, the little mushroom can't hold your wind."
"Hahaha, don't worry, I will take it slow, and I will speed up when I leave the woods."
An hour has passed.
"You said, did Brother Feng see Miss Moon?"
The big tree looked up at the moon, "At his speed, he should have seen it."
"Small mushroom."
"What's wrong?"
"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight." The big tree looked at the little mushroom with a smile.
The little head of the little mushroom turned red all of a sudden. "The wind...the wind is also gentle."
Last updated: October 18, 2022