Twilight, it is difficult to enter the hall and walk the stone steps left and right, the heart and the heart are more than the tongue, only close at hand, afraid of the high hall, the color changes, the words are broken, and the past is suddenly recalled, the table is not timid, not Jiang Lang is not timid, not low-key, perfunctory, the scene is changeable, life is detached, or the spirit of fish or the poison of youth, plus the red dust on the back, in the sunset, Pisces as a shadow, forget to return

In the morning, although thousands of people stand in front of the hall, the whole dress does not change, and the color does not change, and the flying dragon overlooks the vast land, and the thinking encompasses all the changes, and the fairyland covers the self-forgetfulness...... Friends call me for a dream

The mute was silent for a long time, trembling and shaking out a few words, and on a whim, squeezing out a few disgusting words, a true warrior is not afraid of darkness and depravity, remembering to erase one percent of the time, and the remaining ninety-nine percent into battle.

Write down these lines with a pen, in a completely unfamiliar place, and a person has nothing to worry about.

On one side of the road is a smoky town, and on the other side is a jungle full of mysteries, and the pickup truck driver has repeatedly told you that if you don't have your own hunting ground, you will always wander.

Let's go, conquer it, and find my own hunting ground.

All words are dream bubbles, survival is the biggest problem, dark clouds are thick, heavy rain is coming, although it is morning, but it is like dusk. You have to take shelter until it gets dark.

Walking into the jungle in awe, the thorns were so thick that a poisonous snake might suddenly emerge and bite me, and no one would know that the corpse was rotting here, so I had to be careful with every step. Pick up a wooden stick, while trying to move forward, there is a saying that isn't it to scare the snake, now is to test the deep grass and shrubs, so that the living creatures hidden in it can be alarmed, the first time to react, and retreat in time.

For a person who has lived in the city for a long time and has never survived in the wild, it is very gratifying to have watched many documentaries about survival in the wild and survival in the wilderness, and it is time to come in handy.

Survival is inseparable from two things, one is water, clean water is indispensable, and the other is temperature, you can't always rain heavily and die of cold.

For this reason, what I need to do now is to find a water source as soon as possible and settle nearby.

However, it is about to rain and the trip must not be delayed. After walking for about half an hour, the heavy rain of beans fell, and the surrounding leaves made a rustling sound, and it happened that there was a naturally formed "house" in front of it - the stone wall was sunken, like the eaves, and it was no problem to hide from the rain.

It was getting bigger and bigger, and it felt cold, as if this rain shelter was not ideal, and I tried to stick to the stone wall, but the rain still wet my shoes.

It's crackling, crackling......

I fell asleep, and I slept comfortably, but I still felt cold.

The rain stopped, the sun penetrated the lush woods, the rotten and damp dead leaves on the ground were steaming hot, the land of dreams, gurgling-gurgling, yes, the sound of the stream flowing, inexplicably excited, and couldn't help but speed up the pace.

When I found the water source, I was ready to build a "house" of my own, where the building materials could be found everywhere, and without an axe and a wood knife, I could still complete the blueprint I had designed in my head. Select a few trees with a spacing of about two to three meters, put wood on their branches to form a triangle or quadrilateral, and the general framework is completed. However, the three-dimensional structure is the ultimate goal, as long as you find wood that is long enough and thick enough.

While looking for building materials - long wood, rattan, large leaves, I did not miss anything to eat, because my stomach told me many times that it was hungry, hairy peaches, cherries, and even seemingly non-poisonous fungi became the objects of my collection, there were no completely non-poisonous fungi, "seemingly" was just a joke, and if there was something else to eat, I would never touch these things.

The whole afternoon was spent building, there was not much time left during the day, and there was still a little to finish, so it seems that today can only be spent on this thing.

- The sun is free and easy in the dim world, and my memories are annihilated with the clouds. The wind takes away the purity of the land......

At night, without a fire, I curled up in the small room where I thought I had a great sense of accomplishment, extremely lonely and lonely, and some regretted whether I should have taken this step or not. "No choice" is transformed into "this is my choice", when a choice is made, it means that there is no choice, even if life ends here, there should be no regrets. Sleep in the pig and live like a dog, don't look back and no longer remember, deception is the end.

- Meanness is the pass of the mean, and nobility is the epitaph of the noble! Broken flowers fall, ripples, to the distance, to the distance, the shore of dreams, the place to seek, looking back, the heart is empty, the heart is stopped, the falling flowers are worried, waiting for the wind to rise, the spring seeker bows his head and is speechless, only willing to wait for the flowers to bloom.

After surviving the lonely night, dawn is the beginning of hope.

Lonely souls wander

- Day 3

Don't worry about whether the hut is sturdy, whether it can shelter from the wind and rain, and whether it is cold and hungry at night.

I need protein, a fire.

The first thing I thought of was the most primitive way to drill wood to make a fire, and put the combustible hay and sticks in a sunny place to dry them to ensure that they could be burned, and at this time, I could search the vicinity.

Look, what did I see, the squirrel scurrying in the trees, the bird flying in the branches, I only had meat in my eyes, but unfortunately I couldn't catch it, and continued to eat a hairy peach to satisfy my hunger. took the money given by his parents at school, lived a carefree life, squandered his youth in bars and KTVs, and after a long time, people began to rot and degenerate their thoughts. Now, even if I have a pack of instant noodles for two pieces and five, I feel satisfied.

I was so lucky that after five minutes of walking along the stream, I saw a crystal clear stone pool, and the fish were like black elves in groups, not small, thanks to the gift of nature.

Despite his natural fear of deep water, he is grateful, because without these fish, he is destined to starve to death. Before I reached the deepest point, the water was already up to my neck, and to be honest, I was too scared to take any more steps, and hurriedly retreated.

The water is not good, not only can you not touch the fish, but you may lose your life. There is a method of fishing, a harpoon is made with a wooden stick, the end of the stick is sharpened with a sharp stone, and a long rattan is tied to the other end so that it can be thrown in and pulled up. Soon, I took my tools to the edge of the stone pool and jumped to try it, and an hour and a half passed, and I found nothing. The hunger grew stronger and stronger, and I wanted to jump in and swallow them alive.

When he was lost and helpless, a palm-sized fish swam out of the deep water, and this was the only chance, holding his breath and using all his strength to dart the harpoon out of the craft.

This fish is very beautiful, with a smooth white belly, watery eyes, sword wings, can it fly? Fly in my stomach - three thousand weak water, only one scoop to drink.

Naturally, the raw fish could not get down, so they began to tinker with the device of drilling wood to make fire. Two short logs are tied to rattan and flammable hay is placed.

Sweating profusely and exhausted, I saw a wisp of green smoke rising, Mars! Lie on the ground and blow gently like a baby.

I shouted "FIRE—FIRE—" and I couldn't stand the raw food and the night without fire anymore, "fire" was hope, the most loyal friend.