The rain falls on the phoenix tree, I miss you again

Publish: October 4, 2022 | Category: Cute Animal Stories

There is a huge plane tree on the west side of Animal Forest Town.

No small animal knows how long the tree has lived, and of course, no one will pay attention to such a remote old tree.

The little squirrel just moved to the animal forest town. Because he likes quietness, he lives on this old tree.

On this day, the little squirrel heard the sound of wind chimes on this quiet old tree.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell..."

The little squirrel went out and found that it was an old grandmother.

"Grandma, what are you doing?"

"I'm sorry, did I wake you up?" The old lady hunched over her body and continued to shake the wind chimes, "I haven't heard the wind chimes for a long time, I almost forgot..."

"Does this wind chime have a story?" The little squirrel jumped down from the tree.

"A long, long time ago, I can't remember how long it was, there was a little boy who liked listening to wind chimes, and his smile was as pleasant as wind chimes..."

"And then, where did the little boy go?"

The grandmother smiled, as if recalling something from a long, long time ago.

"I remember one day there was a storm and thunder and lightning, and I never saw him again after that."

"Then do you miss him? Maybe he's lost."

"I was going to find him, thank you, boy, for being so patient with my story..."

"Grandma, then I wish you can find him as soon as possible!" This is how the little squirrel bid farewell to the grandmother.

The old grandmother shook the wind chimes and walked away with light footsteps like a young girl. She seemed extraordinarily happy.

The next day, when the little squirrel woke up, he found that the huge sycamore tree began to wither, and pieces of sycamore leaves fell in the wind and rain.

Strings of purple flowers on the sycamore tree rang like wind chimes.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell..."

It seems to be back hundreds of years ago, when a small plane tree was struck down by lightning in order to protect another plane tree.

The surviving plane tree rang the wind chimes all night.

It's been a long time since we last separated, I miss you so much.

It's raining in the sky, and finally this time, I'm here to find you.

Bedtime Story

Last updated: October 4, 2022