Chapter 144 "The Candle Tears of Sleep Before Dawn"
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The most worrying thing when I was a child was the circuit maintenance every spring. Whenever I saw the notice downstairs, it meant that there would be a power outage, and the entire building would not even be able to use the elevator! The one that impressed me the most was the announcement that there would be a power outage for three full days. The weight of a thin sheet of paper drove the candles almost out of stock! Every household is scrambling to save up this relatively primitive lighting tool, so that they can wait for the life without electricity for up to three days with peace of mind.
The primary school is built in our family area, and most of the students are the children of the unit, and their home is near the school. But the school used another circuit to not be affected by the power outage, which really made everyone depressed. What's more helpless is that the head teacher who has always been "Spartan" refuses to let go of the power outage. When other classes are sympathetic to the power outage and assign less homework, the Chinese homework of our excellent class is as heavy as ever! In those three days, I was able to personally experience the artistic conception of the ancients studying hard with candles.
? On the first night, seeing the night gradually engulfing the setting sun that I used as a natural light source, I was already irritable looking at the pile of homework, and I had already greeted the ancestors of the head teacher in my heart! When my mother came back from get off work, she saw that I was gritting my teeth and writing in the dark, and she taught me that I was not correct in my homework and did not light candles so that my eyes were wasted. She lit a red candle in front of my desk while talking. Porcelain bowls serve as candlesticks.
The strange thing is that when the golden flame of the red candle leaped into the almost black room in front of me with the crisp sound of the lighter, I was still so angry that I was suddenly dispelled by this cluster of small golden flames that were still jumping. All kinds of bad emotions wrapped in my heart like an impenetrable black mist
"Study hard! The teacher in charge is doing it for your own good!" My mother saw that I was still in a daze when I had a light source, and again reprimanded me for being unconscious. I hurriedly smirked and waved my hands like a beckoning cat, and hurried back to the cold seat, planning to study hard like the ancient bachelors by burning candles tonight.
During the period, I occasionally looked out of the window lazily and peeked out, my hands moved unconsciously, and my eyes kept looking for the night candlelight that I could catch.
?The whole blackout community fell into a rare black silence, unlike the usual residents who used electric lights at night to be bright and bright. While that kind of artificial light source brings more efficient lighting effects than traditional candles and kerosene lamps, it is always a bitstiff. It is a kind of motionless mechanical light, and sometimes it is too bright, and it even reverses the change of night, and it shines until dawn all night
Tranquility.
The night without electric lights is extraordinarily quiet, restoring the darkness and gloom of the night for thousands of years. The slightly bluish Ukiku was not as bright as the usual incandescent lamp, and finally let me see her face clearly¡ª¡ª
A quiet face that can be said to be black or not, bright or not.
? Like a fairy in the moon descending into the mortal world in the dead of night, her snow-white face reflects the brilliance of the moon, and she is dressed in a moon-white plain dress that stretches long on the ground. Because the thin gauze neon clothes are temporarily far away from the bright moon in the sky, through the gaps, a few thin moon shadows that are in the distance faintly pass through, and even all the sacrificial whites are dyed with the gloomy color of the natural night scene. From time to time, there are bright yellow stars appearing or disappearing, which are the hairpin on the fairy's black lacquer cloud temples, swaying and dancing under the caress of the night wind
There will also be another, slightly burnt yellow color that glows like fireflies beneath the fairy's gown. The long and clear light of hairpin flowers and candles, the palace on the high place always radiates a seemingly unreachable elegance and splendor Heh, maybe this yellow light from the mortal world always brings something of the world of pyrotechnics. A kind of light in the world called "candle fire" that lights up the black night in the slow flow of candle tears and waits for the dawn.
Gradually, the pen in my hand was gripped by me who had long been distracted, and I was a little out of breath. When I suddenly felt a faint suspected burnt smell penetrated into my nasal cavity, my brain suddenly jumped into the real world. At that moment, I subconsciously pretended to do my homework, but the pen dried up because it had not been used for a long time. I couldn't help cursing inwardly, scratching randomly on the draft paper. When I realized that the light source around me was slightly dim, I raised my eyes suddenly, and just bumped into the plastic desk lamp that had a small hole smoked out by the flame of the candle due to carelessness.
Well, in retrospect, this phenomenon is really dangerous! Fortunately, there was a power outage at that time, otherwise some safety accidents would have happened! With lingering fears in my heart, I was very scared. While carefully looking at the scorched black holes that exposed some of the internal circuits of the desk lamp, I thought to myself how I should get away with it next, so as to avoid the criticism of my parents
After a while, my mother came into the house to add fire to me. I'm glad that the dim room prevented her from seeing this little accident for the time being, and she didn't dare to mutter. She curled up doing her homework like a cat, thinking that this is the tenth day of her life right now.??It is a matter of urgency!
It was almost ten o'clock after I finished my homework, and I, who had never slept well, fell asleep. It seemed that I would fall asleep relatively quickly without the interference of incandescent lamps and noise. I had no dreams all night, got up on time the next day, and glanced at the candles that accompanied me last night when combing my hair. I saw that the first one burned into a pool of red gum-like solid wax, and there was still a small piece of the latter. Out of a bored mind, I touched it casually, and it was greasy and moist, silently cooling and freezing its hot tears at the beginning before dawn.
Suddenly, I feel quite sad
The moment I opened the curtains, the morning sun poured into my room like thousands of golden strands, instantly soaking my unmade bed, messy textbooks, crooked sundries and lying on my bed. The candle tears on the table were all covered with a layer of glittering gold leaf, sleeping peacefully.
The first night of the power outage passed peacefully like this.
I stared down at one of the candle tears glowing with silver light. I thought, it should have an ancient agreement with Liming, an agreement about the handover of day and night. However, it is still so gentle that it is not commonly used nowadays, burning itself without complaint or regret for thousands of years, and often resting in the hour of the night, only waiting for the dawn to wake it up gently and shine on it
?November 18, 2020 (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com