I remember that when he first went up the mountain, he climbed this majestic mountain with Bai Yao and other twenty-three people, and Chen Xiaomo, who was short of essence and blood at that time, was tired and half dead. Now that I have walked this mountain road, I feel a little more nostalgic, my mood is relaxed, and I don't have the fatigue I had at the beginning.

About an hour later, Chen Xiaomo came down from the giant rock peak. I saw that Chen Xiaomo's face was flushed, his mouth was slightly panting, and he still seemed a little tired. He simply sat on the steps and rested for a while before rushing to Xuanhua, the eastern capital.

It's early summer, the grass is green, the flowers are in full bloom, and it's a scene full of life. While Chen Xiaomo was in a hurry, he couldn't help but take a few more looks.

On the side of the road, several children were running after butterflies, and a sound of frolicking came from afar. Looking at them, Chen Xiaomo seemed to have returned to another world, to the joyful scene when he was a child, playing with his friends.

Walking, walking, suddenly, a small river blocked his way. Chen Xiaomo looked into the distance, and finally found a small bridge over the river. He smiled and walked towards the bridge.

That's when a boy by the river caught his attention.

It's summer, and there is no shortage of fish in the creek, and sometimes quite a few. But somehow, the little carp in this small river were often washed ashore, sometimes there were about a dozen, and sometimes there were more than a hundred.

These small carps are not very large, and it is okay to keep them as pets, but if they are eaten, I am afraid that they will not even be enough to stuff their teeth. If no one throws them back into the river, these little golden things will die.

And the boy in front of Chen Xiaomo was releasing the little carp that had been washed on the shore back into the river one by one. However, there were too many small carp washed ashore and their distribution was relatively scattered, and the little boy ran around, which seemed a little difficult.

"Little friend," Chen Xiaomo stopped the little boy and asked, "Can you save so many fish?"

Without hesitation, the boy replied, "I will try to put them all back into the river!"

Seeing that the little boy was tired and sweating profusely, Chen Xiaomo asked curiously, "You are working so hard, aren't you tired?"

The little boy said firmly, "These little things are pitiful, and if I don't save them, I'm afraid no one will save them." Sir once told me: Therefore, the heavens will descend on the people......"

Therefore, the heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, empty their bodies, and act chaotically, so they are tempted to endure and benefit what they cannot!

How familiar these words are!

I still remember that when Chen Xiaomo was in the fifth grade of primary school in the modern world, his composition was relatively poor, and he always went off topic every time, Chen Xiaomo's Chinese teacher at the time, Zhao Hailan, said to him earnestly: "Xiaomo, your composition is always off topic every time, and I will write an essay every day in the future." ”

Chen Xiaomo said with a bitter face: "Teacher, as soon as I see the essay topic, my head is big. ”

"Therefore, the heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, empty their bodies, and act disorderly. Zhao Hailan said slowly: "Xiaomo, your composition level is poor, you have to practice more, although diligent study and hard practice may not necessarily achieve something, but if you are lazy and don't practice, you will always be the last!"

These words were deeply engraved in Chen Xiaomo's heart, and since then, Chen Xiaomo has insisted on writing an article every day and handing it to Mr. Zhao Hailan, who will then give him a face-to-face comment. Although digression is still commonplace, after three months, Chen Xiaomo's writing level has improved significantly.

From the fifth grade of primary school to the sixth grade of primary school, in the past two years, Chen Xiaomo's habit of writing an article every day has never stopped, and it is precisely because of this that Chen Xiaomo's composition score became the first in the class, not only the composition score is almost full every time, but also several essays are published in the composition essay.

Those words, that incident, that person, maybe Chen Xiaomo will never forget it in his life!

Isn't cultivating the basic skills just as it was when I wrote essays? It's just as difficult and frustrating, but if you are lazy and don't practice, and give up halfway, I'm afraid you'll always be the last one!

People should have a belief in life, at least for now, to live for a belief, and that is to defeat the white sickle!

After crossing the creek and through a forest, we arrived at Xuanhua.

At this time, it was already noon, and the scorching summer sun shone on the earth, as if it was about to steam people.

Chen Xiaomo walked a few steps in the city and felt a dry mouth, so he found a teahouse to sit down and rest.

In the end, it was the capital of Dongjun, and even the teahouse was full, so Chen Xiaomo finally found a place in the corner to sit down.

The teahouse is bustling with people, but it seems to be a busy city. Chen Xiaomo ordered a pot of dragon wells, and then sat on the seat and rested while drinking tea.

Not far from Chen Xiaomo sat an old man, drinking a pot of chrysanthemum tea. But seeing that he was dressed in simple peasant clothes, I guessed that he did not live in the city, and most of them went to the city to catch the market, or had other things.

At this moment, three men dressed as men sat beside the old man. The first man was bald and round-faced, but he showed a bit of honesty, the second man was short in stature, probably a little underdeveloped, and the last man had a mole on his face, which looked quite funny.

The bald man took out three dice cups from behind him, took out another dice, and said to the small man next to him and the man with moles on his face: "Brother, are you interested in playing a game? The two men didn't think about it, and agreed to the bald man.

I saw the bald man put the dice cups side by side on the table, put the dice in one of the cups, and then swapped the three cups at a very fast speed.

Chen Xiaomo stared at the dice cup on the side, at first he knew which dice cup was in, but later he was dazzled and couldn't tell where the dice were.

After exchanging the dice cups dozens of times, the bald man finally stopped and shouted, "Come, brothers, ten taels at a time, and if you feel that the dice are in which cup, put the silver in front of that cup." This game can only be played by two people, if one of them guesses correctly, all the money on the table belongs to him, if two people guess correctly at the same time, the two of them divide the money on the table equally, if both of them guess correctly, then the money on the table is mine. ”

After hearing this, the little man and the man with a mole on his face each took out ten taels of silver and put them in front of the dice cup of their choice.

The bald man uncovered the dice cups one by one, only to see that there were dice under the dice cup chosen by the little man. Therefore, the little man not only recovered his own cost, but even the other ten taels of silver on the table became his pocket.

At this moment, the little man excitedly put ten taels of silver into his arms, but the man with a mole on his face was not convinced, and shouted: "Come again, come again!"

Soon, the second game began again, and the little man won another ten taels. The man with a mole on his face was even more unconvinced, clamoring for a third game.

A discerning person will know that this is a scam, specializing in defrauding laymen. Chen Xiaomo has seen similar scams before, some people confidently join the game, but in the end they lose everything, so Chen Xiaomo will never participate in this kind of game.

Many people in the teahouse also knew that this was a scam, so they ignored these people, only the old man in the peasant's costume looked here from time to time.

Seeing the old man looking curiously here, the bald man immediately smiled and said to the old man: "Come, uncle, let's play for a while, only make money and not lose money, thrilling." ”

The little man echoed casually: "Uncle, hurry up and place a bet, you see I have won twenty taels." As he spoke, the little man took out twenty taels of silver from his bosom and showed it to the old man.

The old man looked at the silver and was a little moved, he farmed the land for a year, tired and tired, and only earned ten taels of silver, and others earned twenty taels of silver in a moment of effort.

The strong contrast made the old man want to move, coupled with the continuous persuasion of the three men on the side, the old man finally couldn't resist the temptation, and took out a red cloth from his arms tremblingly, which was covered with ten taels of silver, and said: "I only have these ten taels of silver......

"Oh, uncle, don't say it, bet quickly!" said the man with a mole on his face. Because this game can only be played by two people, the man with a mole on his face naturally quits the game.

After the old man hesitated for a moment, the bald man had already set the dice cup again, and he swapped places. The man with a mole on his face pointed to one of the dice cups and shouted, "Bet on this, you will definitely win!"

At the urging of the man with a mole on his face, the old man suspiciously placed the silver in front of the dice cup.

"Smack!" the dice cup opened, and there was a dice inside. The man with a mole on his face immediately put the twenty taels on the table into the old man's hand, and said, "Look, I'll just say that I can win money!

At this moment, Chen Xiaomo wanted to step forward to stop the old man, because he would lose all his belongings in the next game. But Chen Xiaomo was born with a born character, as long as he didn't touch his bottom line, there were some things he didn't want to care, or he didn't dare to care.

At this time, the bald man said excitedly to the old man: "This gamble, that is, the bigger you play, the more you win." Uncle, why don't we play a little bigger, and you can win more, how about it?"

As soon as the old man saw that he had won the first game, he was carried away by the victory and was ready to bet all the twenty taels in his hand.

The bald man immediately asked, "Uncle, do you still have any money on you?" ”

The old man shook his head awkwardly and said, "I only have this money on me." ”

The little man glanced at the bald man, and the bald man shook his head helplessly, and whispered, "It's really unlucky!"

In fact, the reason why the three men let the old man win the money in the first game was nothing more than to get more money from the old man, and now seeing that the old man was shy, the bald man lost his patience and said to the old man impatiently: "Twenty taels is twenty taels, I'm going to start." ”

With that, the bald man quickly swapped positions with the three dice cups in front of him, and the speed was obviously more than twice as fast as just now. The old man was dazzled in an instant.

After a few seconds, the bald man's hand stopped and said, "Come on, come on, buy and leave!"

The man with a mole on his face said to the old man again: "Come, uncle, you bet on this, you will definitely win!" The old man did not think much about it, and put all the money in front of the dice cup.

The bald man put his hand on the top of the dice cup, while Chen Xiaomo closed his eyes tightly, because he didn't want to see what was going to happen in the next moment!