If the family is poor, the family will not be rich.

Xiao Xiao was not born in a wealthy family, but he didn't want to make money in business, and he was determined to write poetry and become a poet.

With small skills, Xiao Xiao has to walk the rivers and lakes, relying on all friends, he has two good friends, one is Xiao Huo, one is Xiaoice, and there is a fatal friend, that is, Ma Cha. Ma Cha walks in the forest and asks for the lives of others. Ma Cha's mana is naturally needless to say, he is in the primeval forest, whoever is disobedient, he will take someone's life.

Killing life, whether it is an animal or a person, is very cruel and bloody in the eyes of some weak people, they are afraid to see and listen to these things, but Ma Cha does not see it that way, he believes that blood is a real part of reality, and it needs to be faced and faced.

Xiao Wrestling is cowardly, but he also has to be brave himself, if he is not brave, he will not be able to take the rugged road, and if he is not brave, he will not be able to meet tomorrow.

In the process of walking, Xiao Xiao experienced the hardships of walking, and also felt the joy that accompanied the hardships. He was very early on, when he was still young, and when he saw someone leaving his hometown, he heard the saying: Take everything with you, and the poor will have a rich road.

At that time, Xiao Xiao couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but this time he embarked on a long journey of wandering, and he felt the weight of that sentence. Although the family is not rich, some food can still be prepared simply, and the wanderer who leaves home is not very willing to bring too many things, but he still brings it, and the poor family is rich.

Since you have to go a long way, it is always good to bring more things, there may not be food on the road, there may not be drink on the road, and you can use more things when you are in difficulty.

There are many roads in the world, and there are many people, and many people walk many roads. Any road leads to the sky, walking on the road, the package on the shoulder is the items brought out from home, because when you leave home, the items at home are the relatives who accompany you and leave home. The items in the baggage are particularly intimate.

Xiao Xiao Lu feels, the four words of the poor family rich road contain too much bitterness, hardship, vicissitudes, helplessness and many other feelings, the content contained in these four words is rich, poor family rich road, poor family rich road, poor family rich road, small fall on the road to feel these four words.

There were tribes in this primeval forest, and the people of those tribes mostly wore no clothes, and occasionally wore something made of leaves or animal skins. It's simply not clothes.

When Xiao Wau, Ma Cha and others met those tribes, they always had a brief exchange with them, and then said goodbye.

He saw a monkey on the road, and the monkey had just fallen from the tree, and the little fall was quite beastly, so he asked the monkey which side was north. The monkey stood on the ground and stretched out its arms. Pointing to one side, it means that there is north.

They didn't know which side was north, they were going north, and the monkey pointed to the north, and told them where the north was, and they all went north.

They wander. There is a direction, they look at the stars in the sky at night, which star they like, and the direction where that star is located is the direction they will go tomorrow morning. They like to wander like this, and their wanderings are guided by the stars.

On the wandering road, what will be encountered, wolves, tigers, corpses? This is not good, because the road ahead is unknown to them, and it is possible to encounter anything on the road, which also brings a lot of excitement to their wandering road.

If every stage of life is a show, you don't know where you'll be tomorrow or who will be next.

Ma Cha, the talent of Xiao Wrangling, knows that on the road, Xiao Whisk's poems come out of his mouth, and Ma Cha can appreciate Xiao Whis's poems up close, which is a great joy in life, and this happiness is like watching a concert up close, which is exciting.

The four of them walked to a city in the primeval forest, this city in the primeval forest is a very old city, almost no outsiders knew about this city in the past, and this time Xiao Luo, Ma Cha and others came to this city.

In this ancient city in the primeval forest, it needs to be said that the houses they live in are all made of wood, the bicycles they ride when they travel are all made of wood, the knives and swords they use are also made of wood, the pots and pans they use for eating are made of wood, their beds are made of wood, their toothpaste tubes are made of wood, the combs they use are made of wood, and even the stereos and microphones they use for singing are made of wood.

There are thousands of kinds of trees in the primeval forest, there are many, many trees that subvert the common sense of ordinary people, some wood is harder than iron, some wood is softer than sponge, some trees can run, some trees can bleed, some trees can provide drinking water to people, some trees can transform people's domestic garbage into crystal beautiful pearls, it is simply another version of the monster that eats garbage, many trees, can provide people with such and such help, four people in this ancient forest city saw what is amazing, they are all convinced, this ancient city, should be called a wooden city。

The people in the wooden city have clothes on their bodies, unlike the people in some tribes. Their clothes are also inseparable from trees, and most of them are made from the leaves of trees. Don't underestimate those leaves, some of them, taken from the tree, looked at them, touched them, this is obviously cloth, how can it be leaves? But it is indeed leaves.

When I first came here, I was amazed, how did this tree grow cloth? In fact, where there is a cloth growing on the tree, it is just a kind of leaf that looks like a cloth grows on the tree.

There are actually some trees that can sing, people walking in the primeval forest, can hear a beautiful singing, people will think that someone is singing nearby, but in fact it is not, it is not a person singing, it is a tree singing.

People can sing, trees can sing, people and trees can sing together, this is very peculiar, all kinds of strange things in the primeval forest, so that the poet Xiao Xiao opened his eyes.

Xiao Xiao fell and these people came to Mucheng, they were strangers to the people in Mucheng, but they didn't look very strange, they regarded Mucheng as their hometown, and the people in Mucheng as relatives.

In this place of Mucheng, the people who come and go give people a very fresh and refreshing feeling, and they are sunny, simple, cheerful, spontaneous, etc., and all kinds of good qualities can be found from them. Negative things such as dirt, dirtiness, and darkness do not exist in this place. What a beautiful wooden city, such a sunny wooden city, and such a wooden city that people have to say love.

Light guides people forward!

Advance!

Advance!

Towards the light!

In the wooden city, the first thing Xiao Xiao felt was the sun, the sun was shining here, this was really a sunny city, he was in this sunny city, thinking of light, beautiful light, appeared in his heart, he was a poet who pursued light, standing in the wooden city, Xiao Xiao was moved by a qiē of the wooden city.

There were a lot of doctors in the wooden city, and they sat in chairs, and if a stranger came and saw the stranger's head bald, he asked, "Come, young man, I am a doctor, what's wrong with your head?"

There are a lot of doctors in Mucheng, many people in Mucheng need to go to collect medicine every day, and the medicine is in this primeval forest, they need to go out to collect medicine, and sometimes they come back in one day, go out in the morning, and come back at night, but sometimes it takes a few days to come back, go today, come back in two or three days, go today, maybe come back next week.

If you go far, of course, you need to bring dry food in advance, bring some compressed biscuits in your backpack, and bring nutritious things, and you will be on the road.

Two or three days or even more days outside, the scenery on the road is unfamiliar, at this time the four words of the poor family and the rich road are easy to appear in people's hearts, and the people on the road can best understand these four words.

Xiao Xiao learned about the life of the people in Mucheng and learned that there are many doctors here, and he felt that this was an amazing place.

Many diseases that are considered serious on the outside are like a cold and fever here, they are minor illnesses that can be treated.

All kinds of cancers, all kinds of terminal diseases, the doctors in this wooden city can be treated, they are highly skilled, and all kinds of diseases, they can be cured.

AIDS, leukemia, etc., as long as it is a disease that can be listed, Dr. Mucheng can cure it, Dr. Mucheng is a well-deserved miracle doctor, but unfortunately, too many people outside the primeval forest do not know Mucheng at all, let alone know that there is such a miracle doctor in the forest.

Xiao Xiao sat on a wooden chair, this wooden chair is placed in the public area for pedestrians to sit down and rest, Xiao Xiao sat down, the first thing he felt was the comfort and comfort here, he also had a more interesting feeling, that is, someone walked, someone came, what kind of feeling is this? Xiaoice came here from afar, and the people of this wooden city need to go from here to a distant place because of medicine collection or other reasons, some people come here from afar, some people go from here to a distant place, some people come, some people go, so think about it, how many people are on the road?

Collecting medicine is a very interesting job, collecting medicine, collecting medicine, collecting medicine, if Xiao Xiao can collect medicine, he will go to collect medicine, but he knows nothing about medicine, he feels very sorry that he can't go to collect medicine.

Xiao Xiao felt that collecting medicine was a very mysterious thing since he was very young, carrying a bamboo basket on his back and holding a knife, to go to the deep mountains covered with thick clouds and fog to collect medicine, what a happy and interesting thing it should be. But it's a pity that Xiao Xiao doesn't understand medicine, let alone collect medicine, he wants to go to the deep mountains where he can collect medicine, but he can't, this matter can only become Xiao Xiao's imagination for a lifetime.

Xiao fell through some books written by medical scientists, that book will include a lot of plants in the book, but it is not a botany, but writes about the medicinal properties and effects of a lot of plants, its status is like a dictionary, you can't read the word, you can look up the dictionary to learn, don't understand the herbs, you can check that book, that book is Su Yu wrote "Collection of Herbs".

A "Collection of Herbs", written all over the world, and a "Collection of Herbs" written all over the world, Su Yu's book can be found in the library of Mucheng, which shows that Mucheng has some connections with the outside world. (To be continued......)