In the evening, the Qingshui River rippled with the breeze, and Mi Li was dazzled by the setting sun. Mi Li soaked the blue cloth in the water, and then rubbed it vigorously with her hands. The splash of water flew to Mi Li's face, making her feel cool. Mi Li looked up and saw the yellow leaves of the birch trees falling on the river bank, and then remembered that it was already autumn.
The river gurgled past Mila, and the red color of blood gradually appeared downstream. For some reason, Mi Li suddenly missed her father, and a tear slipped from the corner of Mi Li's eyes, mixed with blood and flowed away.
Mi Li picked up the blue cloth and ran towards home, waving to the little ghost head and saying, "I'll come and play with you tomorrow! Goodbye!"
After running a long way, Mi Li looked back and saw a birch leaf on the quiet water flowing along the river into the distance.