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We picked up our backpacks and continued on our way until we left the mountains and walked to a meadow, when it was dark. Huang Wei said: "Let's spend the night here tonight, there is some hay here that can be used to keep warm." "I put down my backpack and was a little hungry, but I couldn't bear to eat the little life-saving food on my body. I was patiently hungry after collecting some dry wood and making some fire, but Huang Wei happily said to me: "There are rats in the meadow, you can pick up a few to roast and eat." ”

The thought of rats makes me sick, "Don't say it, I want to throw up when I say it." "I told Huang Wei.

Huang Wei took out the watermelon knife, found a hard wooden stick, sharpened the end of the stick, then took out the factory, found a mouse hole next to it, and dug it up.

After a while, a fist-sized mouse was dug out, and Huang Wei said happily: "I'm going to eat you, haha." ”

I saw him skin the rat and stick it on the wooden stick that had been sharpened and roasted it. I watched him do this, and I couldn't help but spit out a few times. I naturally hate rats, and I just want to vomit when I look at the way they look dirty.

After a while, Huang Wei took off the internal organs of the mouse and said: "The internal organs can't be roasted too well, if they are too cooked, they will not taste good enough, the internal organs are rich in nutrients, so for the sake of physical fitness, you have to learn to eat all kinds of food, eating rats is good, eating caterpillars and other ones is difficult to swallow." ”

I think so, I'm hungry too, so I'll eat some. I took it and took a bite, but the thought of rat meat made me spit it out. "No, no, it seems that I can't accept it." I said to Huang Wei.

Huang Wei looked at my situation and told me, "It's okay, burn it a little, and you will get used to it." ”

Sure enough, the charred rat meat only smelled of charcoal, which I could accept. It was getting late, and all kinds of insects and birds were singing, so I took out the silver box, but I didn't know how to open it.

Removing the impurities from the outside of the box, it was amazing that there was a two-headed monster engraved on the box, which was exactly the same as what we saw today. I can't think of that much, I just want to open the box to see what's inside, if it's really the pearl of the night, then we can wash our hands and not dry it. But the problem we are facing now is that it can't be opened, and it can't be opened.

After pondering for a long time, we decided to go find a blacksmith and see what the hell was inside. Seeing that it was not early, we were sweating and tired, so we found some branches, built a simple shed, and rested for a while.

When I spent the night in the wild, I always couldn't sleep well, and I was only half-asleep at any time, but Huang Wei was not, and he slept like a dead pig.

On a quiet night when the moon is high and the wind is quiet, the stars are a little more sad, I looked at the stars in the sky, and suddenly wanted to say that Su Dongpo's water tune song is in the head: "I wish people a long time, thousands of miles together." I don't know how Xiaomei is doing, will she also stay awake all night because she misses me, sitting on the roof and watching the stars with me.

The more I thought about it, the more I missed, the more I missed, the more awake I became, and I was a little sleepy, but now I have nothing. Looking at these withered grass that has been destroyed by the winter cold, the sky is high and cloudy, the starry sky, cloudless, only the oblique moonlight, I miss inexplicably:

In winter, the frost and wood are withered, and the lonely moon and clouds are empty.

The beauty is thousands of miles away, for the tears of lovesickness.

I only have thoughts alone, sorrow alone, but I don't know what Xiaomei's intentions are, maybe it's just my wishful thinking. At this moment, I can't bear to make people a little sad and sad.

The moon was also slowly setting, and it was about to dawn, and there were many fewer insect chirpings around, so I forced myself to fall asleep, not to think about those past deeds, to let myself have enough physical strength, and continue to brave the north and south of the river.

At the edge of this primeval forest, everything is quite quiet, but the complicated insect chirping is a little disturbing, I looked at the stars in the sky, listened to Huang Wei's breathing, and suddenly woke up. I touched the silver box and wondered what was inside. Can you get us both to turn over in one fell swoop? The more I thought about it, the more anxious I became.

Since you can't use your own ability to live plainly, you can only put your life in danger and live by luck. My mom always said, "Whatever you do, what you do." "No matter what you do, you have to do it with your heart, even if it's stealing chickens and dogs, you have to do it with all your heart.

Born in troubled times, no one can have a safe life, either stolen or robbed, many people live in seclusion in the mountains in order to escape the troubled times, just like Xiaomei's family, all in order to avoid the troubled times, go to the forest where no one dares to go to seclusion, and make a living by hunting.

If this silver box contains the legendary pearl of the night, then I will wash my hands and return home, no longer running for food and clothing, but I am afraid that things will backfire, and I will not be able to do what I want at all.

Now it is more than half of the night, it will soon be dawn, the night is very quiet, there is no danger, I can close my eyes, force myself to sleep, otherwise tomorrow I will not be able to rush well, but the more anxious I am to sleep, the more sleepy, it seems that I am used to not sleeping at night, for a long time, sleep will slowly decrease.

The heart is too chaotic, the heart is too complicated, galloping in this troubled world, it is not easy to live, where have too many dreams in my heart gone? Have you been planning with your ideals? And the fact is that to survive with the turmoil of survival, the beginning of life has long since disappeared. Suddenly sighed: How many ideals have passed away with the wind? How many years have passed? So I said a few more nonsense:

Holding hands in love is lonely and old, full of wealth and poverty.

How many ideals have passed away with the wind? How many years have passed?

After a long night of sleepless thinking about the road ahead, life is full of tears.

Life can't withstand a few years, but Huafa was born early, on the road of ideals, who is not ideal? Just to survive? Sleeping in bed tonight, I should have been happy and laughing and sleeping, but I didn't, always thinking about where I should go tomorrow? No matter how much you sigh, you can only cry. At first, when I was young, I enrolled in poetry and books, holding my lover's hand, roaring in the sky, I wanted to rise to the top and wear a Marriott, but in the end, my lover left and my life was shabby. Everyone has ideals, but not everyone will pursue them, in the era of not enough food and clothing, what do you take to be persistent?

Full of sighs, but it ended up sleepless all night, it's not worth it, I laugh at myself, I always love to be silently sentimental in the dead of night, forget it, it's just a lifetime, it doesn't matter. I relaxed and didn't think about it. Huang Wei had almost slept all night, and I hadn't closed my eyes all night, looking at the sound of his sleeping breathing, I was very envious, if only I were the same.

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