It's really dangerous to go to the wild alone, you may not know where you die, it's best to go out with someone, at least this will not be a tragedy like the movie "127 Hours", although he finally walked out, but he lost an arm forever, this is a movie based on the true story of a mountaineering enthusiast, and I was very touched after watching it at the time.

I think this movie should be a must-see for everyone who likes off-road and likes the extreme.

When I go out in the field, I always have a habit of making some preparations, I used to keep my phone charged at more than 20%, so when I was in high school, there would be so many medicines and compressed biscuits and water under the bed, in the cabinet, which was what I could do to prepare for something that I thought might happen.

I wouldn't go swimming in the river alone anyway because I couldn't control that, and I've drowned, and I know that feeling of longing to breathe, longing to be alive, and then I fell in love with that feeling.

When I watched the movie, I asked myself, what can I do when I am faced with such a situation? Wait to die? Or do I break the boat like the main character of the movie and spend hours grinding my hand? I think maybe I have the courage and courage to do this, but I can't stand it when my hand is cut halfway, and I may bleed to death.

At that time, I looked at the scar on my right arm and saw that I had fallen while riding a horse three years ago, and I had more than 10 stitches at the time, and I still remember the piece of meat that I lost, the bones that were exposed, I shook my hand, and fortunately it was not broken. I have forgotten the pain and the feeling of blood coming out of my veins.

I think if I do encounter such a situation, it is unprepared, if I don't experience it first, at least I have a choice now, anyway, tomorrow is Sunday and I don't have to go to class.

I thought of it and planned to do it, but it was already eleven o'clock at night, and my uncle's family had already slept, and I was used to playing with my phone in my room until about 12 o'clock before going to sleep.

I took out the two-pot head, band-aid, gauze, and red potion I bought before, took out my multi-tool knife, found a good position on my left arm, and applied the two-pot head. I struggled with it several times and didn't get the knife down, and I couldn't do it for a long time, which made me think of something. I wonder if this is self-harm?

Thinking about it, I am now stuck in the crack of the stone, do I want to do my hand or die? Chong didn't drink water until he first watched the movie, and now he is very excited and a little anxious, and now he feels dry and dry! Gritting his teeth, he put the tool knife that had been coated with wine and burned by the lighter on his arm, and pulled hard, and a wound of nearly five centimeters appeared, which was cut vertically, but he didn't dare to cut it horizontally, otherwise the problem would be big.

I still can't make a heavy hand, after all, it's my own hand, I have too much consideration and lack the necessary courage, and I just want to go through a situation. The wound was neither deep nor shallow, and I didn't feel anything at first, but as the blood kept flowing, my brain finally began to hurt, and of course it was just pain, after all, I avoided the blood vessels and tendons in my arm.

It's been a long time since there was a wound, let the blood flow for a while, just control the amount, donate 400 ml with a physique like me when donating blood, and now it may be possible to promote blood circulation if you flow some properly, which is good, and this winter is a little fat because of too little exercise.

After a while, I found the feeling again, the pain, but I was not so nervous and scared, maybe I was prepared and knew the result, so I was as stable as Mount Tai. It is to remember this feeling, control your own pace, know your limits, and if you have an accident on a motorcycle in the future and are injured in an accident in the field, you should not be in a hurry, waste time and precious time, and don't know what to do.

I started to wipe the blood clean, eat a few tablets of Yunnan Baiyao, and scatter some crystalline powder, which I got by myself, my uncle is a doctor, and he also knows that I am often injured, so I will have this, the wound is not so deep and I don't need stitches, I learned from my uncle to bandage myself to others, disinfect, medicate, and tie gauze. After everything was done, I checked again to make sure there was nothing wrong.

It's winter, even in the south, it's a bit cold, so pay attention to the wound and it shouldn't be inflamed, and I only took a shower yesterday, so it shouldn't be a problem to delay for a semester. Put on the coat as if nothing had happened, and if you pay attention to some grandmothers, you won't notice anything. And I was at school most of the time, so I didn't have to come back to eat, even if my classmates saw that I had wounds, they still wanted me to break my hands and feet.

Pack up your things, wipe off the blood, put all the garbage in a black plastic bag, along with the used toilet paper, and throw it away the next day.

Sure enough, it was as if it hadn't happened, but it wasn't until the following spring when I wore a t-shirt that I was found to have an extra scar on my hand. Of course, no one cares too much, I have too many scars on my body, just like my uncle said, you still want to be a soldier?

When I was in high school, I told my family that if I couldn't get into college, I didn't want to repeat my studies for another year, so it was not good to work at a young age, so I planned to go to the army for a few years if I couldn't go to college, because my physical fitness was not bad at that time, and my eyes were not myopia.

That time I cut my arm was in the first semester of my junior year of high school, when I was 18 years old, I was an adult, even now I think about it, I don't think there is anything wrong, I don't think it was self-harm, this is just an experience, and it is not the first time I have done something like this.

Of course, my family doesn't know these things, in their eyes, I have always been the introverted little boy Liu Xia, and the other side of me is Liu Pengju, that is what I want. Liu Pengju is what I am now, of course, Liu Xia has always been there, reminding me to ask, restraining me, this is the complete me.

Although I have always had some strange ideas, many times I can tell what I can do and what I can't do!

Speaking of Liu Xia and Liu Pengju, I thought of my childhood again, and remembered why I showed two completely different mes, why I liked black, why I kept hiding myself, and the devil I had always hidden in my heart.

I still don't know what kind of person I am, sometimes I will really be deceived by myself, because I am really just Liu Pengju, I am quite good other than myself, I think I can handle everything well!

But many times I find that I am so incompetent, so depraved, so inferior, so failed, as if I have achieved nothing.

I've always thought of myself as a collection of contradictions, ideas are contradictory, actions are contradictory, as if even the soul is contradictory. I don't know if other people are like this, but I don't dare to tell my secrets to others, because no one seems to tell my secrets, so I think everyone has their own secrets that they can't tell!