Wandering, wandering, life is always wandering. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info wandering, wandering, wandering in dreams. Shanzi's current state is still wandering, carrying a gun, wandering everywhere, at present, he has no plans to go home, for his family, just a little greeting on his mobile phone, that's it.

For wandering, Shanzi has his opinion, wandering is not a simple thing, wandering is not simple, and Shanzi never simply wanders. Wandering has a wandering philosophy, and Shanzi has Shanzi's wandering philosophy.

During his wanderings, Shanzi would take some landscapes during his travels, and he would send these photos to the editor of Youwei Digest magazine. As long as Shanzi sends them photos, those photographs will definitely be published on the cover or in the middle of the "Flavor Digest". "Flavor Digest" is a heavyweight magazine, and Shanzi is a heavyweight photographer, although Shanzi is not impressed with photography, photography is just a pastime for Shanzi.

In the process of wandering, Shanzi will have a different view of life. Shanzi believes that most people are bound by life, busy every day, and live an ordinary, ordinary life in their own small circle. All they can see is what they saw yesterday or the day before yesterday, and all they can hear is familiarity. From one city to another, from a desert to a grassland, he can see different peoples with different customs, different kinds of people, and different kinds of life. In this way, his vision became extremely broad, and his knowledge of the world, of the people in the world, that is, the number of people in the world, was amazing.

There are many things to see and hear on the road, which requires a wise heart to deal with these things, not to be overly sad because of sad things, not to be selfless and happy because of happy things, this kind of wisdom embodied in the journey itself, is the philosophy of wandering. Shanzi has done a better job of this, and he is also slowly groping, groping for higher and deeper wisdom, and looking for a better wandering philosophy.

Those bustling cities, those barren wastelands, those lively people, and those lonely individuals have all entered the heart of Shanzi with their most distinctive attitudes. Shanzi remembers them, they are living beings in the world, do not wander, do not see them, and cannot understand them without wandering.

In Shanzi's heart, wandering and traveling seem to be no different, travel is wandering, and wandering is traveling. It seems that the tourism that people are familiar with cannot be on the same level as wandering.

Although Shanzi could not have known everything about the world, he used guns, but he did not go into the factory where guns were made. He didn't have this concept in his head, he didn't count how the gun was made, what the process was, he didn't count in his heart. But this does not affect his happy use of the gun, he does not require a complete understanding of the world, only a partial understanding is sufficient.

The snow tiger that Shanzi gave to Lu Village has grown up a little longer and can no longer be kept at home, and if a guest comes, the little tiger may hurt the guest. If you grow up a little more, you may have all the guests who have eaten.

Wild animals are wild, beasts are not humane, it sees you, whether you are male or female, whether you are tall or low, fat or thin, just to eat you, eat you to fill your stomach. It is not appropriate for tigers to be kept at home. Lu Cun specially found an open space and bought a large cage, in which the tiger was kept and often released to let it move in this field. Because the site has a wall, later, Lu Cun simply did not lock the cage. When Snow Tiger wants to go back to the cage, he goes back to lie down, and if he doesn't want to go back, he just paces outside.

Shanzi always wanted to give Xu Guo a pet, or a tiger, or a wolf, but Xu Guo always said no. Xu Guo has no money, and he can't afford to raise it.

Tigers want to eat meat, much more meat than humans, Xu Guo usually doesn't eat much meat, where is the money to buy meat for tigers to eat?

Shanzi also planned to give Brother Donkey a pet, but Brother Donkey also said no. If your wife is pregnant and wants to give birth, it is not suitable to have pets during pregnancy, during childbirth, or after childbirth. It is not good for the wife and children, and the quiet environment is good for both the pregnant woman and the baby.

These friends don't want Shanzi's pets, Shanzi has money and nowhere to go, so he said buy a pet and give it to his friends, but friends don't want it because of various circumstances. People have their own circumstances, and they can't be forced.

Shanzi often walks in the forest, there are trees, animals, grass, and flowers in the forest, but there are few people. In the forest, Shanzi misses his family and friends so much that his loneliness is palpable, but he has to maintain this status quo and live in isolation.

This time, Shanzi was going to Stone Town, which was about fifty kilometers away from Shanzi's current location, and Shanzi walked forward, carrying a gun, just in case.

There are no trees everywhere, the land is level, the road is curved in the distance, and most of the sections are relatively straight.

The birds flew overhead, and Shanzi fired one shot, killing two birds with one shot and two birds with one shot.

The pale yellow earth, with a lot of dead grass in between, is the grass of previous years, withered and yellow, occupying the land and preventing green grass from growing.

The sky was blue, but it was a little gray, and the birds were flying, flying high, and flying back, back and forth, high up, and seemed to be looking for something, and it seemed that they were looking for nothing.

The birds in the sky, like the mountains, are also wandering. Birds wander in the sky, and mountains wander on the earth. Shanzi killed the bird, and suddenly regretted it in his heart, he killed the stray bird in the sky. They are all wandering, why harm each other?

As an excellent photographer, Shanzi always finds beauty in his wanderings, and he captures the images that touch his heart, and he also makes these images public to touch the hearts of others. Shanzi has always insisted on photographing natural landscapes, nature does not speak, but its beauty is strong, and the great beauty is speechless.

The pictures taken by Shanzi are always desirable, and those fascinating places are all taken by Shanzi on the road.

Walking to the land that is still twenty-five kilometers away from Stone Town, the outline of the Stone Mountain in front of you is already clearly visible. The trend of the mountain is really amazing, it is said that it is vigorous, but many areas are full of delicate atmosphere, saying that it is majestic, and the whole looks, compared with the sky, but it is small and lovely.

There is a teahouse next to it, the name is the Wandering Teahouse, which seems to be a teahouse specially opened for the homeless. This location is a bit off-the-beaten, and the teahouse business is not prosperous enough. But there are still homeless people who come and go, and the business is barely going on.

There is rice in the teahouse, there are not many types, and you can still be satisfied with a full stomach. The waiters in the store are very beautiful, so beautiful, how good it is to be a model, the income is high, but I have to work as a waiter, the salary is not high, and I am tired.

Shanzi was afraid that he would have to rest more here, and his feet were about to fall off this way, so he took the gun off his shoulder, put it on his lap, leaned against the wall, squinted his eyes, and had the intention of sleeping. He doesn't sleep, just take a nap, rest and rest, and wait for the tea to be brought up, and he will taste the tea.

In the wandering teahouse, there are not many people, most of them are idle people in the rivers and lakes, and they have nothing to do, so they go to the teahouse to drink tea and pass the time.

Shanzi is not here to pass the time, he is here to rest, and after resting, he has to hurry, he wants to go to Stone Mountain, and there is a stone town in Stone Mountain. Stone Town, the only city in the mountains and the only city in the forest, is a beautiful city. This tourist attraction is a place that Shanzi wants to visit.

Shanzi is a photographer, the identity of a photographer is given by others, Shanzi has never regarded himself as a photographer, and the identity he defines for himself is a hunter. This hunter is going to Stone Town, Stone Town is very famous, but the hunter Shanzi has not been there. This time, he was going to Stone Town to take pictures, not for anything else, but for photography. The photography mentioned here is to take pictures, not videos, and Shanzi has no ability to shoot videos.

Shanzi is resting, there are not many people in this teahouse, and you can still hear a little noisy talking, those people are talking about aliens, some people say that they have been kidnapped by aliens, some people say that they have been raped by aliens, some people say that they have seen aliens, and the aliens suddenly disappeared, and some people say that although they have not seen aliens, they really want to see aliens.

The topic that these people talked about, Shanzi was slightly interested, but Shanzi was really tired of walking and didn't want to participate in their discussion, they discussed theirs, Shanzi sat on a stool, as if listening to the radio.

After less than an hour, how long should it be, it should be about forty-five minutes, the time of a class, Shanzi opened his eyes and felt refreshed. The hot tea has now become warm. Shanzi drank the tea, stood up, and was about to hit the road.

Just as he was leaving, the waitress said, "Sir, I haven't paid yet." ”

Shanzi pointed a gun at the waitress and asked, "How much?"

"Sixty. ”

"Here you go. After drinking tea, Shanzi seemed to be a little drunk after drinking wine. He gave the waitress sixty dollars and walked out the door.

Outside, the air is still so fresh and exciting. Shanzi walked forward with a gun, he looked at the stone mountain in the distance, and only felt that he was approaching an ink painting.

Shanzi looked at the sun above his head, so hot, but he didn't feel hot, and now this season, it hasn't reached the hot time.

Carrying the carcasses of the two birds, Shanzi went to a raised land, lit a fire here, hastily roasted the two small birds, ate one of them, and took the other with him, and ate it at night.

Shanzi has always been in this state of wandering, and he has his special view of wandering, which belongs to his philosophy. And unlike the previous wandering places, the city I went to this time is called Stone Town. Stone Town, he'd never been to before. This city is new to him. Others are fascinated by Shanzi's photographs, and Shanzi is fascinated by Stone Town. What excites him is that the city he is fascinated for is not far ahead, and as long as he is willing to go, there will always be a moment when he will reach that city.

Stone Town, just ahead.