The fire had dried Meng Hai's clothes for a while, and when he put them on, he felt the clothes that had become warm because of the fire, and he was wrapped in warmth, and his heart became warmer and warmer.

He carried a long stick, swept past the big trees, and the small mountain peaks in the distance were covered with clouds and mist, exuding a fairy aura, which was the easiest to make people forget the troubles of the world. On the mound at the foot of the mountain, a straight poplar tree stands proudly, the clouds praise it above it, and Meng Hai praises it in the distance.

As a tree, if it can survive so healthily, there is no reason for people to bow to any unjust fate. Meng Hai believes that the people in the lonely city should be strong, forget the disasters brought to them by the war, and forget the disasters brought to them by nature.

Meng Hai jumped up, jumped over one stone, jumped up, jumped on another stone, there were so many fresh and lovely stones here, Meng Hai jumped down from the stone he was standing on, fell to the ground, and a little dust flew on his heels.

Meng Hai rushed forward, towards the small mountain peak shrouded in clouds and mist, where the beauty of the scenery was enough to attract Meng Hai to run all the way. Meng Hai ran to the side of a locust tree, the locust flowers grew, the white locust flowers, a bunch of snow like jade, Meng Hai turned over, stretched out his hand to drag a bunch of locust flowers, put it in his mouth and chewed, this locust flower is edible, very delicious. Meng Hai ate a bunch of locust flowers, rose into the air, reached out and dragged another bunch of locust flowers, put them in his mouth and chewed them.

Meng Hai, who had eaten locust flowers, leaned into the locust tree, the locust tree had thorns, but he was not afraid of the thorns on the locust tree because he loved the locust flower, the locust tree trunk was honestly ugly, but there was a strong posture, just because the locust flowers were beautiful, Meng Hai liked the locust tree, is this a love house and Wu? Meng Hai fell sideways to the ground, and ran to the small mountain peak surrounded by clouds and mist.

The leaves fell from the tree little by little, and the green leaves fell, because the wind was strong above, and the leaves could not support the wind blowing, so they were blown down, and the tree was very high, so when you looked up, you could see many green bright dots.

Meng Hai ran and jumped to the bottom of a tree, stretched out his hands to catch the falling green leaves, and the green leaves were picked up by Meng Hai in the palm of his hand. Meng Hai kicked up the fallen leaves on the ground, and the leaves flew like butterflies. Meng Hai's feet hooked the trunk of the tree, trying to shake the trunk so that more leaves would fall, but the trunk was firm, and he could shake it.

Meng Hai stepped on the fallen leaves and approached the peak, the mountain was light and agile, Meng Hai knelt on the fallen leaves, and said to the mountain I love you, his behavior is strange in the eyes of ordinary people, but Meng Hai really loves the mountain, and he said I love you again. Meng Hai's kneeling legs on the ground moved forward, kneeling for a few meters, Meng Hai began to climb down, crawling forward, Meng Hai loved the earth, so he was in close contact with the earth, this kind of normal behavior must be weird in the eyes of ordinary people. Meng Hai crawled forward more than ten meters, then stood up, he began to turn his heels, he turned his heels because he was happy, Meng Hai turned several heels in a row, and climbed over several big trees.

Meng Hai kicked the stone on the ground, the stone rolled forward, he kicked the fallen leaves, and the fallen leaves flew again. When the fallen leaves arrive in front of him, Meng Hai uses his head to top the fallen leaves, which is a unique and intimate method with the fallen leaves.

Meng Hai took a deep breath and exhaled deeply, he felt his mind fluttering, the further he went, the more humid the air became, and the fresh and humid air Meng Hai couldn't have liked it more.

Unconsciously, Meng Hai came to the small peak, up to the halfway up the mountain, a pool of clear water appeared in front of Meng Hai's eyes, this water is light blue, such as jade dew elixir, the mist on the water curls Nana, a good place for fairies to relax. Meng Hai knew that this was the small mountain peak hot spring that Ye Duhong came to on weekdays, and Ye Duhong soaked in the hot spring twice a day, no wonder Ye Duhong looked so cool. Meng Hai also wanted to enjoy himself, so he stripped naked and entered the hot spring, he truly experienced the joy of soaking in the hot spring.

Meng Hai came all the way here to enjoy, he knew that there was a hot spring here, but he didn't know the specific place, this hot spring suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, he was still very surprised.

Meng Hai waved his arms in the warm water, his legs swung like a fish, his body moved forward little by little, and he swam in the spring water. Meng Hai learned to swim when he was a child, and he didn't swim for a long time, so he was a little rusty.

Meng Hai sat up and leaned against the shiny and clean rock, which was also warm, and he picked up the warm water with his hand, and the hot water splashed on his face.

The water was very hot, and Meng Hai felt that the hot water was taking away the tiredness, tiredness, and sleepiness of the body, and was injecting spirit, vitality, and warmth into the body. Meng Hai felt like he was one with the hot water, and he felt like he was about to melt. Meng Hai heard Ye Duhong say that there are hot springs everywhere on this small mountain, and the heat of this water is natural, and it will naturally renew the water, so it naturally has a self-cleaning function. This is creation for the benefit of people.

Meng Hai rested his head on the palm of his hand, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the elegant realm of sleeping and dreaming.

There is a fresh breeze blowing, and the wind is not warm, but there are many hot springs here, and the wind is also warm.

Meng Hai raised his arm, picked up water with both hands and poured it on his head, so comfortable.

In the distance, you can't see anything at all, not even up close.

Meng Hai shook his head, and the heat swirled around his head. Meng Hai yawned, the big mouth was open, he could swallow a large pebble, he wanted to sleep, he wanted to sleep with his mouth in his mouth. It's not good to sleep in the water, if you slip into the water, you'll choke.

Meng Hai continued to soak in the hot spring for a while, then got up and went to the stone on the side, there was an extremely flat stone, because it was close to the hot spring, it was warm, Meng Hai used it as a bed to sleep, this stone bed was really comfortable to sleep on, Meng Hai wanted to sleep here a fragrant sleep.

Meng Hai's stomach fell together, he breathed the warm and humid air here evenly, felt the charm of the small peaks, and he wanted to name this place Hot Spring Mountain.

Meng Hai rolled over and felt the warmth from the rocks more comfortably. Meng Hai rubbed his hands to make the blood circulate more. He rolled over again and yawned comfortably.

Meng Hai slept on the stone bed, sat up, stood up and walked three laps on the stone bed, Meng Hai returned to the hot spring, the water was still warmer, and he soaked his body again.

After Meng Hai entered, the water began to ripple, and Meng Hai felt the power of the water rippling.

Meng Hai swam three laps in the hot springs, and then he began to sit on the higher rocks, his legs tapping on the hot water, and such a person was having fun playing.

Meng Hai raised his head, the birds in the light blue sky sky rotated above, the posture was beautiful, the flying trajectory was beautiful, Meng Hai by the hot spring admired the birds, and felt the beauty above.

He lowered his head again, the world in the water was also very exciting, there were small fish swimming and could eat the dead skin on the body, and these fish gave Meng Hai's body a massage.

Meng Hai picked up a fish and put it back into the water, and the water rippled again. Meng Hai likes to admire the ripples of water.