The small trees on both sides of the road had just been planted, and four logs were crutched in the middle of it. There is only a dry trunk of a tree, and there is not a single green in sight. Leaf.

On either side of it, there is a large area larger than a football field, which may have been taken a few months ago. Plough. Okay, put it here. In the absence of withering. Yellow. Water. Grass. The low. Concave. place, accumulated a puddle of mud. Water.

"I went to the position over there to rest for a while, I felt that if I walked again, I guess my leg would be broken." Mengruo said.

Zhu Jia felt that there was no shelter, and the wind from several directions around him was howling, and it was the moment he stopped, the cold wind came from his neckline. Drill. In

"You're not afraid of colds."

"How come, we have walked so many roads today, it is strong enough. Strong. "She's a little bit careless.

She quickly put a napkin on the stool to sit somewhere. Smear. Again, just sit down and let her. Unfold. Wear. It's coming. Call. came out, "I feel like I'm going to fall apart, help me throw it." ”

She spread the used tissue to Zhu Jia with her left hand.

Zhu Jia subconsciously took it, and the wires above his head followed the place where the small tree and the supporting wood met. Wear. past, not very far from the head,

"There's wires up there, be careful," he reminded.

Mengruo looked up, and the thin line dangled more than twenty centimeters away from her.

As soon as he sat down, he also felt a sense of relief. Mouth. Gas.

The space was very vast, and she felt that the cold wind was constantly lingering. Around the ear, there is a special kind of being in the . Uncultivated. Wild. The poignant. Cool.

"If you don't have it, this kind of place is coming alone, it's really a bit of a partiality!" Mengruo said.

On the beach on the left side of the trail in front of her, a mother of about 30 years old stepped out of a white SUV, holding her five or six-year-old daughter in her right hand.

A boy about the same as this little girl was jumping around on the path.

Zhu Jia is listening to a hundred words in the wind. Chop.

After so many years, I still changed this habit.

The female voice who spoke had been listening for a long time, and her voice sounded for a while, giving him a very reassuring feeling, at least comfort. Slowly, he can stop and rest for a while.

She saw him ring his phone close to her ear, and when she heard it, it was a hundred words. Chop's voice and expression were a little weird: "You're actually listening to this, I haven't heard this thing since I was a graduate student." ”

"Don't believe it, I've listened to it for a few years and have feelings for it. Deep. Now, although it takes up nearly two gigabytes of my memory, I won't delete it every time my phone shows that the memory is insufficient.

In a sense, I've listened to it as music. He said.

"Okay." She said, not in much of a mood to say more.

By this time, she was already feeling so cold that she couldn't sit down.

The family of three stopped on a small bridge not far away, and when she just passed by, she saw that the water under the bridge was very shallow. Prosperous. of water. Grass. All. Dew. Out of the water.

Those little water bugs in the water. Grass. and water. When I jumped up and down on my face, I formed a continuous ripple with the gusts of cold wind. Wave. Line.

She wanted to get up now and leave when they came to her,

Still didn't get up,

The front of this vast forest is only five or six hundred meters away. Rot. Rotten. Some bellflower mud soil,

There was a white gull in the air. Slippery. Row, sweep. It's been very. Beauty. A piece of sky.

Her vision. Yedu felt that he was frozen in a far away position between this heaven and earth and couldn't take it back.

She found out how beautiful this moment was,

If you can cut it off a part,

Returning to such a state when it is most uncomfortable,

What a healing thing that would be.

The young man next to him is still swimming in his hundred words. Chori,

She wanted to laugh just thinking about it.

When she looked at the path again,

The little one was a few meters to her left, and he walked over and looked at the big brothers and sisters sitting on the stool, and then looked east and west.

It seemed to be a tacit understanding between strangers, but the mother never looked at the barren rice field in front of Mengruo occasionally, and Yu Guang never saw her looking over.

When they walked away, Mengruo asked, "You didn't feel that one of them was not paying attention, and these three people walked in front of them." ”

"When you calm down, time will pass quickly." He seemed to know this very well.

"I know." She didn't agree with him too much, and her tone was a little quicker.

Zhu Jia didn't expect that she would casually reply to the last sentence, which caused her to react so much.

The circle of friends is becoming more and more uninteresting, and those old classmates rarely send status, even if they do, they are also sharing the New Year's Spring Festival Gala in the hospital of the unit.

What does it have to do with her.

She searched again for the latest interesting news, and was concentrating on it, when she heard a little boy say to his mother in the back, "Hurry up." ”

The sound is very. Childish, tender.

Her nose was already a little out of breath, and she hurriedly said to the young man next to her who was hanging down, "Let's go." ”

"Hmm" his voice was nice and very good. Magnetism. Sex, with him. Handsome. Gas. The side face, with such a serious expression, is very boyish. Alone. Special. Elf. The power is in it. Face.