Monster Tea Party

Lying on the recliner, Xiao Xiao had his hand half resting on his forehead, his eyes half open and half closed.
The branches above blocked out the overly bright sunlight.
The white plum blossoms are translucent, with a cool and refreshing fragrance.
A piece of white sleeve fell down.
......
Occasionally, soft chirping and whimpering sounds could be heard from the sycamore tree on the other side of the yard.
Occasionally there was a giggle, like a child's laughter, but it was somehow weird.
......
The soft touch on his face made him smile, and in a daze he thought: I didn't realize that the yard has become so lively.
It's time to have a tea party.