On the water at dusk, Leo Lin sat in the boat with his daughter in his arms. He wanted to take off the baggage behind him, but when he leaned back, the baggage made him feel comfortable like a cushion, so he did not take off the baggage and took it off his chest. He put his daughter in the cloth bag to lie on his lap. He stretched out his hand and opened the bamboo canopy above, and the summer evening breeze blew on him.
The boatman sat in the stern of the boat, leaning against a vertical wooden board. He held an oar under his left arm and cut the water to control the direction. He bent and stretched his two bare feet to hold the oar. Leo Lin listened to the hoarse sound of the oar paddling on the water, and watched the bamboo canopy boats on the water cutting through the waves. The boatmen held a small wine flask in their right hand, sipping rice wine while bending and stretching their feet. They took a bean from the bowl on the edge of the boat with their left hand, threw it into their mouths, and chewed it with relish.
The sunset was burning red in the clear sky. From the fields on the bank, the lowing of cattle coming home could be heard, and smoke was rising from the cooking pots. At the same time, there was Leo Lin's vision. He saw Mia, sitting on the threshold of the northern courtyard with his daughter in his arms. The sunset reflected the dusk red, and also reflected Mia's earth-green cloth clothes and her infant daughter. Leo Lin, who came back from the city, held a donkey in one hand and a bunch of candied haws in one hand. He walked up to Mia and handed the candied haws to Mia. Mia put the candied haws on her daughter's lips. This was the last scene that Mia left for Leo Lin. She left again before dawn, never to return.
The huge noise pulled Leo Lin out of his illusion. Just a moment ago, the sky was clear and radiant. Now it was dark, with lightning and thunder, and wind and rain. Leo Lin saw the boatman's frightened eyes looking left and right in the rain. Leo Lin also looked up. , I saw the funnel-shaped whirlwind coming rapidly, and the sight of dust and debris spinning and flying, as if a heavy rain from the earth was pouring into the sky. At this time, the two stacked bamboo canopies broke away from the boat and flew away like a dance. The boatman shouted "tornado" and jumped into the water. When he jumped, he was still holding the small wine bottle in his right hand.
The boatman fled for his life, but Leo Lin could not jump into the water as his daughter was on his chest. He could only sit in the boat and tightly protect his daughter with his hands. He felt the clothes on his body lifted up, as if the clothes were pulling him to fly. He crossed his legs, closed his eyes, bent his upper body, hid his daughter in his arms, and resisted the flying clothes. The heavy baggage behind him now worked together with him to resist the flying.
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