Flash Fiction: The Great White Wolf

The Great White Wolf

Text/Lianhelin

My family lives in the east of the village, and there is no one else to the east. There is a dirt road in front of it, going east and west, and people often come and go to carry water, because there is the only well at the west entrance of the village, and there is only one well at the west end of the village. Sustained by this well.

It is said that there were wolves in the village in the 1950s, and the old people felt a little nervous when they said it. Later, the brigade set up a wolf-fighting team to patrol, so the spring planting and autumn harvesting were not a big problem. Even so, one day Dawn's mother saw a wolf breaking through with her own eyes Entering the yard, my mother heard the movement in the yard, opened the window and saw the real thing:

It was a big gray wolf with terrifying green eyes, greedily staring at a big pig and a A little pig, the little pig hid behind the big pig and shivered in fright. The big pig opened his mouth wide and whimpered, not letting it approach. The wolf stretched out its sharp claws and tried to get close to the little pig, but the big pig bit back. .

The mother was so frightened that she slapped the window hard and called out to the little uncle who lived next door, so the little uncle pulled the door latch hard and made a loud noise. After going down a few times, the wolf turned his head and looked at it and jumped out. the yard.

At this time, I heard the sound of buckets colliding on the road, and I kept walking westward, and then I heard the screams of the pig next door to the west.

Waiting for the sun to rise, my mother dared to go out the door, and I asked all the people who got up early, and they all said that they had never seen the gray white wolf, and it was a fact that the neighbor's pig butt was caught, but no one saw anything. scratched.

White wolf? Are wolves white? Look at it! No one believed the mother's words.

According to the legend of the older generation, seeing a white wolf is unlucky, we cannot say it.


"Flash fiction" is a new style of fiction, derived from English flash fiction."Flash Fiction" is a new style of novel in which the entire article (including the title and punctuation) is limited to 600 words. It is literary, has the characteristics of novels, and is popular, and has the characteristics of multi-channel communication in the information age.

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