Moon
On a quiet night, the vast blue and dark sea was calm, and a small boat slowly rowed over with the word "Moon" written on the bow.
There were three people on the boat, grandpa, dad, and a little boy. Dad dropped the oars, Grandpa dropped the anchor, and the boat stopped. The grandfather handed the grandson a package and said, "Grandson, congratulations on your first participation in our family's activity. This is a gift for you." The little boy was very happy. Dad urged, "Open it up and take a look."
The little boy opened it and saw that it was a hat, which he quickly put on his head.
The grandfather waved his hand and said, "Grandson, the hat should be worn like this." Then he lifted the brim of the grandson's hat up. Dad quickly said, "No, no, I have to wear it like this." Then he pulled down his son's hat brim and covered his eyes. Grandpa and Dad were arguing, and the little boy didn't know who to listen to. Grandpa waved his hand and didn't want to fight, so he put out the kerosene lamp hanging at the stern.
In the darkness, Grandpa and Dad crossed their arms on their chests, holding back their strength, neither would accept the other. The little boy also folded his arms across his chest like an adult. Dad wiped his nose in the thick black beard with his left hand, and the little boy also wiped his nose following his father's action. Grandpa tickled his ears and eyes with his fingers, and the little boy also tickled his ears like grandpa. At this moment, the sea suddenly lit up, and the little boy leaned on the edge of the boat and stared into the distance in a stunned manner, only to see a bright round moon that covered the sky and quickly rose into the sky.
Dad picked up the other anchor with one hand and handed it to the little boy. The little boy picked it up with both hands. He didn't expect the anchor to be so heavy. The little boy picked up the anchor with both hands and was about to throw it into the sea. Grandpa quickly made a tsk tsk and waved his fingers, signaling the little boy not to break the anchor and see what your father did. I saw that Dad pulled out a ladder one by one from the bow and stretched it long into the air. After supporting the bracket, the father turned back and waved to the little boy, the little boy looked back at his grandfather, the grandfather waved forward, and the little boy understood that this was encouraging him to climb the ladder. The little boy wrapped the rope around him a few times to tie the anchor, climbed up section by section, climbed up section by section, stopped to look back, grandpa waved his hand, which meant to continue climbing, come on, grandson. Dad held on to the ladder, and the little boy raised his head and continued to climb up, getting higher and higher. In the middle, he looked back at his father and grandpa, but did not stop, and continued to climb to the end of the ladder.
The little boy looked up and was thinking, "What should I do next?" Suddenly, his body floated up involuntarily. The little boy was extremely frightened, panicked and screamed. The hat automatically left his head and floated upwards. The boy stretched out his hands to grab the hat back, but his whole body kept floating upwards. The little boy was even more frightened. It floated up, and after a certain distance, the little boy sat down in the sky, oh no, it fell to the ground, it was the ground of the moon covered with little stars.
Just now I thought it was head down, but after falling on the moon, it was already within the gravitational range of the moon, and it returned to the normal feeling of head up and feet down. The little boy looked around, gasped in surprise, and said in his heart, "Why are there so many stars! It's amazing. I can't even count them." There were stars on the ground, and the small volcano was also full of stars. The little boy was in shock when he suddenly heard his father's voice. He looked up and saw that the ladder, boat, father and grandfather were all hanging upside down on the circular sea. "Son, fasten the anchor!" The boy remembered that he had something to do, picked up the anchor and hung it on the rock wall of a small volcano.
As soon as it was pulled, the bow of the boat on the sea was slightly raised, and the moon was pulled by the rope of the boat, and it swayed a few times, as if a huge luminous milky white balloon was about to be blown away by the wind. Dad climbed up the ladder.
The little boy stopped looking at the ladder, heard a sound of sliding across the sky, turned around and saw a bright spot of light quickly slipped out of the curved track and landed on the moon, flicked a few times and stopped moving. Afraid of stepping on the stars, the little boy jumped with his left and right feet and rushed over to check it out. When he came to crouch next to the star that just fell, the little boy's big eyes were full of curiosity. The star looked like a steaming pentagon cookie just out of the oven. The little boy touched it lightly with his finger, and saw a dazzling halo in the star that quickly slid from one corner of the hand to the other corner, like a circle of light ripples. The little boy was very happy and thought, "This is so amazing, so interesting." Thinking about reaching out his hands to pick up the star, he heard grandpa's cry and hurried to find grandpa and dad. I saw that my father and grandfather had come to the ground of the moon. Dad walks in front, grandpa walks behind. Grandpa beckoned the little boy over. As Dad walked forward, he kicked away the stars on the ground with his feet, and the little stars thumped out with a glass-like crashing sound. It turns out that there is a small cabin over there. The little boy was completely attracted by the cute little stars just now, and he didn't notice the cabin. Dad went into the cabin, opened the door, and pulled out a cart with a big bucket on it, and in it were all sorts of cleaning tools.
Grandpa started to sweep the stars with a soft long white-headed broom, which was a bit like a big new brush. Dad chose another type of broom, with a flat and long broom head and dense black vertical hair. The little boy was about to choose a tool from the bucket, but his father stopped him. "Son, don't worry, come and have a look first." Dad said, leading his son to the side, holding the broom with both hands back and forth, demonstrating the cleaning method of pushing the stars, and then skillfully and proudly rotated the broom and retracted it into one hand , that posture is really like Zhu Bajie in Journey to the West who skillfully uses a nine-toothed rake. "See, clean like Dad." Dad said and handed the broom to his son. Grandpa saw this scene and rushed over angrily, posing "no no no" while shouting: "Grandson, don't listen to your dad, come and see how grandpa sweeps." I saw grandpa holding his hands up and down The broom, the soft long broom head sweeps away the stars one by one. After the demonstration, grandpa also handed his broom to the little boy and said proudly, "How is it, my grandson, isn't it good? Learn from grandpa."
Before the little boy could answer, his father complained impatiently: "Oh, don't teach your old ways."
Grandpa was not happy when he heard it, and said angrily, "What's the old way? The old way also works!"
"Your sweeping method is too slow. Why can't you change it?"
"Oh, how dare you say that I sweep slowly! I didn't teach you at the beginning, what would you do!"
"You taught me at first, but after so many years, there is a new sweeping method, why don't you use it?"
"Stop telling me about new sweeping methods, this is a tradition, understand? Tradition must be passed on!"
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The two quarreled endlessly, and neither could convince the other.
The boy stood in the middle, not knowing who to listen to. Lifting the broom on the left to take a look, I saw that the long white broom head was almost exactly the same shape as my grandfather's beard. He raised the broom on the right again and saw that the flat and long black broom head overlapped with the shape of Dad's beard. "Did the different shapes of brooms occupy the hearts of Dad and Grandpa, or did some of the characteristics of Dad and Grandpa extend to the brooms?" The little boy didn't quite understand it, but thought it was funny.
Dad and grandpa were still arguing fiercely, getting more and more angry and louder. Suddenly startled, the three looked up, and a huge light fell towards them. The three of them turned their heads and ran away, ignoring the broom, and jumped into a small volcano with stars.
The light went out. The little boy stuck his head out first to look outside, and his father and grandfather also looked out. I saw a huge star landed there, with one corner stuck on the ground, standing upright, exuding the faint blue light unique to the star that had just landed, and its size was estimated to be one or two thousand times that of ordinary small stars. The three of them came out of the pile of stars, and both Dad and Grandpa sighed. Dad said, "Oh, it was really dangerous just now!" Grandpa said, "Yes, it's really hanging! How did such a big guy fall?"
After hard work, Dad and Grandpa tried a lot of methods. The shovel broke two or three times. Grandpa used his broom to pry it. At the same time, Dad used his own broom to push, but the big star still remained motionless.
"You should pry with me!" Grandpa complained.
"Dad, this star is so tall, you should push it with me!"
The two quarreled again about how to deal with the big star.
The little boy ignored their quarrel and walked to the big star by himself. He wanted to touch it, but he changed his mind and tapped the big star with the back of his fist instead. I saw a halo formed from the place of the tap, and the halo expanded rapidly, slid over the body of the big star, and disappeared at the top corner. The little boy rolled his eyes, as if he understood something, turned around and ran to the car, took a tool from the big bucket, and turned towards the big star again. At this time, whether it was intentional or not, the little boy turned his hat brim back. It was neither what his grandfather told him, nor what his father asked him to learn.
Dad and grandpa were still arguing, and the little boy ignored them and climbed to the top of the big star by himself. Dad and grandpa didn't know what the boy was going to do, so they stopped arguing and looked at him quietly. The little boy rode to the top of the star, stroked the big sharp horn, listened carefully, took out a claw hammer from his pocket, gestured the position, and then tapped it steadily. With this light tap, a magical thing happened. I saw a halo formed from the knocked place, the halo slid down quickly, and the big star suddenly shattered into countless small stars. Dad and grandpa stopped arguing, raised their eyebrows, revealed wide eyes, and looked at the scattered little stars and the falling boy in surprise, dumbfounded. This moment is like slow motion. Dad took off his hat in shock. The stars fell to the ground, and then Dad and Grandpa reacted and let out an exclamation, worried about the safety of the little boy. The little boy stood up from the pile of small stars, blinked his eyes, showed confidence on his face, and smiled heartily. Dad and grandpa also breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the boy was all right, and smiled with satisfaction.
In the end, the little boy chose a seven-foot rake, and used the method of cuddling (polyphonic, pronounced [lōu] here, to gather things in front of him with his hands or tools) to sweep the stars. Dad still pushed with a long flat broom, grandpa The soft long broom is still used, and everyone cleans in their own way. Soon, many small stars covering the moon's surface were swept away.
After finishing the work, grandpa, dad, little boy, the three returned to the boat. Ladders are also taken away. Dad pulled the anchor off the moon and put it back into the boat.
Grandpa supported the old waist and sighed and patted his grandson's back. Dad also smiled and patted his son's head. Grandpa and Dad also seem to have reconciled and no longer quarrel. The three raised their heads at the same time and looked up at the pointed crescent moons in the night sky, exclaiming how beautiful it is! How many children's dreams will this cute crescent moon decorate! Continue to guard the moon, clean up the stars, there will be a successor to the Moon number!
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