In my mind, the movie continued, and more and more familiar images flashed. Suddenly, a cat meow came from the silent picture. The immersed consciousness suddenly woke up and began to struggle. The old man's soul roared angrily, stretched out a hand and grabbed the void, and forcibly broke free from the thousands of black hands, and he ran towards the cat like crazy, and kept running, and kept running, and did not dare to stop for a moment.

The figure of an orange kitten jumped out of memory, it walked with proud steps, its little short legs and small paws stepped on plum blossoms on the snow, and its fluffy tail swayed left and right with its buttocks, like a model on the catwalk. The old man has always felt that Xiong Tangerine must be a supermodel in the cat world, otherwise how could he have such a riotous posture?

The memories suddenly slowed down, and the old man's mind kept repeating the cycle, and gradually, the darkness was torn apart, and the bear orange smiled and replaced it; The sound of the wind and snow is broken, and the cat meow of the bear orange is high and low in the ears; The cold was dispelled, and the soft fur of the bear orange enveloped him, and warmth rose.

The old man fell asleep, really fell asleep, slept very thoughtfully, snoring like thunder, not affected by the sound of wind and snow outside.

A barefoot boy doll crouched beside him, listening to his slowly recovering heartbeat, and breathed a long sigh of relief. He didn't wear much, only a colorful cotton shirt and cotton pants, and a scarf around his neck, which didn't give the slightest feeling of warmth. But he is not afraid of the cold at all, and his thin and thin figure seems to be isolated from the cold.

"I know you're going to be unable to hold on. I didn't expect to burp on the third day. Humanity is so fragile. The male doll touched the orange hair, muttered, his eyes were full of disdain and disgust, his hands pressed on the old man's back, and streams of heat gushed out from the palms, dredging the qi and blood for the old man, and layers of faint red light bloomed from the old man's body surface, which was a vision produced after the qi and blood were stimulated.

Seeing this, the male doll withdrew his hand and grabbed a handful of snow at random to melt it, even if he had washed his hands. After doing this, the male doll got up slowly, walked out of the tent, and slapped his hand into the tent without looking back, and a golden light shot out, enveloping the tent.

……

When the night of the third day was completely over, when the morning light of the fourth day fell from the clouds to the world, the heavy snow finally stopped.

In the silver-white world, some figures appeared one after another, wearing thick down jackets, cotton felt hats, and long boots, walking slowly in the sun and snow.

A male doll hid in the park's grove, sitting on a snow-covered boulder, looking at the small tent hidden in the woods from afar, he was waiting, waiting for a familiar figure to appear.

After a while, he saw an old figure come out of the tent.

……

Dreams are always beautiful, because they are often what people want, and they are different from reality. Therefore, when people wake up from their sleep, they will always feel the gap between reality and dreams, and then they have to remind themselves not to pay attention to the false dreams, recognize the reality, and be down-to-earth in order to live.

The old man wakes up every day and tells himself the same, but today is not the case. Because he didn't expect that he would survive the three days when the road was closed by heavy snow. When he opened his eyes and saw everything familiar in the tent, he even felt like he was still dreaming, until he tossed around in the tent for a long time before finally confirming that it was reality. He did survive, and he lived well, well.

When the old man walked out of the tent, he suddenly found that there was an ice and snow fence at the door, which was half a person high. The snow fence was separated from the tent by a distance of several meters, and in this interval, not to mention the snow, the old man could not even feel the cold, as if there was an invisible shield protecting this small space.

"Isn't this really a dream?" The old man once again questioned what was happening in front of him, and he sat down on the ground, staring at all this in a daze, and was stunned for a long time, before he remembered the figure, with its orange fur, big dripping eyes, and the arrogant pace, "Bear orange, are you back?" Coming back to see me? You're a fairy, how can you care so much about me, a bum? You should go and help those who are more useful. The life or death of a homeless man has no impact on the world! The old man smiled self-deprecatingly and wrote a line on the ground, "I'm fine, don't worry." ”

When he had finished writing, the old man went back to his tent, took a sack and tongs, and prepared to go out to beg for food. He hadn't eaten for three days, and although he wasn't hungry, what could he do if he wasn't picking up the trash? Carefully climbing over the snow fence, the old man re-embarked on his journey.

Two rows of footprints, deep or shallow, spread into the distance.

The male doll watched quietly, until the old man was far away, he ran back to the tent, and his little hand was clear, and he cleared all the snow that had been piled up, with the tent as the center and ten meters in diameter, not a single snowflake could be found, and a trace of cold could not invade. He glanced at the words on the ground and sneered: "Stinky old man, you know that you have a hard mouth!" "Today is a good day, everything you want can come true, today is a good day, open the door and welcome the spring breeze......"

The hoarse singing voice came from the grove, and the old man's rickety figure walked out slowly wrapped in the sun, and there was a faint smile on his wrinkled face, and the song jumped out of that smile, although it was a little out of tune. Winter is gradually coming to an end, and the wind and snow have left people's lives unconsciously, and the next time we will meet will be next year.

At the end of winter and the beginning of spring, the temperature gradually rises, and there are more people on the streets and alleys, and naturally there is more garbage. The old man is very happy, which means that his harvest will be better, even if he can't pick up anything that can be exchanged for money, he is not worried about starvation, and there are still a lot of leftovers in the garbage can. Thinking of this, the song couldn't help but be louder.

An orange kitten crouched behind a rock, showing half of its head, and watched the old man's back fade away, "Old fellow, you really don't have any motivation at all." ”

The old man wandered all the way, rummaging through the trash can from time to time. Not long after, a small bag of bottles and cans was already in the sack, dragging on the ground, making a clangling sound. The old man listened attentively, and the smile on his face grew even bigger. The newcomers on the street avoided it, some pinching their noses, some frowning......

"Don't go over, that's a madman, he'll take you away and take you to the little madman Zuo." The woman took her child by the arm and whispered, choosing to take a detour. The child was also startled, holding his mother's hand tightly, and peeking at the old man when he wanted to see but didn't dare to look.

Seeing this, the old man smiled reminiscingly, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth. The child cried so loudly that the frightened woman hurriedly took the child in her arms and trotted away. Seeing the figure of the mother and daughter leaving, the old man's smile froze, he shook his head helplessly, continued to drag the sack, passed by a garbage can, and used tongs to clamp the garbage inside, suddenly, a touch of red attracted his eyes. Curiously, he picked it up with tongs, and was surprised to find that it was a hundred-dollar bill, and there was not just one, but a whole stack.

The old man was frightened, and hurriedly put the money away and ran away. Running to a small alley that no one cared about, and making sure that no one was following, he took out the neat stack of banknotes from the sack, which looked like they had just been taken out of the bank. Who would be so confused and throw this stack of banknotes as garbage?

"One hundred, two hundred, three hundred...... One...... Thousand? The old man counted the bills with trembling hands, and lost again in disbelief, "One, two, three...... Ten...... Sheet? "There's a thousand here. If one hundred is an astronomical amount for an old man, then this thousand is the most money he has ever touched in his life.

"Oh my God, what's going on?" The old man sat on the ground, unable to help himself for a long time, and his cloudy old eyes were occupied by red, not bloodshot, but the red of a hundred-dollar bill. What kind of shit luck did you take to see a thousand yuan from the trash can? The old man took the banknote, learned from the people he saw on weekdays, and patted it in the palm of his hand, only to hear the crisp sound coming from the banknote. The old man smiled stupidly, and slapped vigorously with the banknote, laughing as he patted, and gradually tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Vaguely, he thought of something, so he gritted his teeth, got up and ran to the police station. He dragged the sack of tongs, ran very fast all the way, snorting and wearing rough clothes, in the cold, sweat oozed from his forehead, and when he ran to the police station, he was already too tired to do anything, and could only use the tongs as a crutch to support his body.

A young policeman saw the old man panting at the door, and walked out curiously, before he got closer, the sour smell punched him in the nose first, making him dizzy, he frowned, covered his nose with one hand, and stood far away and shouted: "Old man, what are you doing here?" We're a police station, not a charity hall, and if you want to beg, go somewhere else, don't hang around here. ”

The old man waved his hand, put the stack of banknotes on the snow, took a breath, and shouted, "I...... I picked up the money. ”

When the policeman saw the money, he was also startled, and ran forward to endure the stench, picked up the money, and looked surprised, "Old man, where did you get this money?" ”

"That...... I picked it up in an alley. I don't know whose it is. The old man bowed his head and smiled.

"Are you sure that's all? I'm telling you, if you hide it, it's against the law. The policeman's eyes lit up, he touched the folded banknote, he couldn't put it down, and he was not afraid that the old man's hands had not been washed for a few days.

The old man hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, no, just ...... That's all, otherwise, you're searched? The old man cooperatively raised his hands and leaned forward. The policeman was so frightened that he hurriedly retreated and scolded: "Get out, don't get in the way of Lao Tzu's eyes here, an old beggar still knows how to collect gold, look at you noble, let's go." I've got the money. ”

"Eh, okay, okay." The old man picked up the sack of tongs, gritted his teeth, and finally lingered his eyes on the banknotes, and left, feeling empty in his heart, he touched the few dollars left from yesterday in his pocket, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Yes, I am still an old beggar who is not ignorant of gold, but I am noble." ”

Soon after he left, the policeman quietly collected the money, washed his hands with hand sanitizer three or four times in the toilet before taking out the money again with satisfaction, and grinned, "This money is a little dirty, but after all, it is money!" ”

Suddenly, a cat meow came from behind. The policeman turned around curiously, a ray of light flashed in front of him, he screamed, covered his eyes and fell to the ground, the banknotes in his hand unstable and scattered. The orange figure rose and fell several times in mid-air, and ran away with money in his mouth.

It was an orange kitten, with short legs, small claws and small tail, but it had a haughty temperament, the pace of running on the snow, and the momentum of a tiger descending the mountain. Turning the corner, the kitten was gone, and a male doll was leaning against the wall, dragging the ten hundred-yuan bills in his hand, muttering to himself, "I'm afraid this old man is not a fool, he doesn't want money, so what does he want?" ”

The male doll grabbed her orange hair irritably, stamped her feet angrily on the ground, and cursed as she went.

……

The turquoise surface of the lake shimmers like an emerald. Several small boats lay on them, drifting leisurely, like the boys on the boat. Zhang Yue enjoys this kind of leisure time comfortably, and really wants to spend her life like this. But the reality is very naughty, and in any case, I don't want the good things that people want to develop unscrupulously, and people always have to go through some wind and rain.

So, Zhang Yue's boat capsized. A big blue fish jumped out of the water, smashed the boat, and knocked Zhang Yue into the sky. Zhang Yue was dazed and aggrieved, he just wanted to be in a daze, empty his mind, and communicate with nature in this beautiful afternoon, but what happened to this sudden fish?

Immediately after, another beam of fire flew in front of him, lifting his thick bangs, and the squinting eyes looked indifferently at the figure in the firelight.

The rabbit flew out of the big hole scorched by the flames, and was about to wave the brush staff, but suddenly found Zhang Yue lying in the sky, understood something for a while, and silently put down the staff.

"Can you stop hurting me every time you fight?" Zhang Yue sighed, sat up, and looked at the rabbit blankly.

"Hey, hey, mistake......" Rabbit stuck out his tongue and smiled apologetically. Lao Hei hid behind Zhang Yue, looking gloating.

Yan Xi stood on the shore and shot at the sky, attracting everyone's attention, she looked at the rabbit and said with a smile: "Energetic, let's go out of the mission with the moon!" The rabbit held the brush staff and looked at Yan Xi standing on the shore in a daze, with a wicked smile on that beautiful face. The rabbit subconsciously stepped back, one step, two steps...... In the third step, he accelerated sharply, and he was about to rush back to the room. Before she could take a step, a flash of golden light stopped her moving form.

"You're too ruthless, aren't you?" The rabbit touched her nose, a little hot, it was rubbed by the golden light just now, if she didn't brake the car in time, she might not be so lucky.

Yan Xi said angrily: "Besides, since you finished crossing the spirit, the whole person has become very jumpy. Some time ago, we were making a fuss in the bamboo forest, so that we didn't have a good night's sleep, but now it's even more powerful, and we even found Lao Hei to fight. is also the strength of the progress, why can't you learn from Aunt Xiao and Lao Zhuang, the small couple is more secure. ”