The only way to find the best eucalyptus leaves for allergies is to go to the wild eucalyptus trees planted by birds in the mountain corners to collect leaves. The wild eucalyptus tree is dismantled and the woman leans on a tree as if she lives in a golden house, where do you need to read any books! With such a confidant -- the wild eucalyptus tree, isn't it better to accompany her around than to have a confidant who can talk! Nan Grandma slept on an old wisteria rattan chair and dreamed of Nanqing who climbed the mountain to collect wild eucalyptus leaves.

That night, Nan Qing carved a line on the wild eucalyptus tree: The person you like is like, just like you like this industrialized world. The people I hate are hateful, just like I hate this fairy-like universe. Whoever plays a solo piano piece for himself in the field, or who recites a poem for himself on the top of the mountain, no matter who waits for himself for half an hour at the end.

After Nan Dongliang's allergy was cured, with the company of the foal, he could practice the spinning top battle on horse, remembering that his master General Nan had gone to Xinjiang, he wrote a letter to Sifei, wanting Sifei to bring him some glucose syrup to drink, the practice of the spinning top from his own clumsy wood carving to iron spinning top, the person who practiced was his grandfather - Zhao Tuo, Zhao Tuo told Nanqing the method of making candles from beeswax, Nanqing cured Dongliang's allergy with wild eucalyptus leaves this time, and the elders of the clan asked someone to build a second-floor straw storage room for Nanqing, the straw of Nanyue is a new variety with new characteristics of moisture and mildew, not ordinary strawThis straw is a genetic cross of a local wild marshland straw, which is a rare good straw for storing candles.

On the other side is Marco Polo and General Nan, who are mining pure gold in gold mines, they mine during the day, light a fire at night, and talk about life and ideals together. Marco Polo said: Don't think that South Vietnam is a big country, you see that the land of Xinjiang is not more valuable than your South Vietnam!

The mountains of Xinjiang are full of huge wild creatures, which are extremely lethal, and for the eighteen-year-old general Nan, his hometown of Nanyue, has the most beautiful bright moon. The moon here is like a crescent moon, the crooked moon illuminates Sifei's hometown, thinking of Sifei, a ten-year-old girl, just now gave herself a freshly killed ewe mutton at home, the roasted goat's milk skin is like a cloud, soaked in the smell of pepper roasted sheep's trotters, has a unique aroma. She tied the willow branches tightly with the sheep's hooves with a blank face, and then used a scimitar to dig a hole in the middle of the sheep's hooves, poured full of goat's milk, and smeared General Nan's pepper. Sife's operation is very smooth, worthy of the child of a large sheep farmer, the hooves of the sheep in the Golden Triangle have been chopped off toes, and drops of fresh sheep blood fall on the fire, splashing sporadic sparks. This sheep is short-sighted and grew up from almonds, and the goat's milk has no smell, leaving only the mellow aroma of goat's milk.

General Nan took a few sips of home-brewed fruit wine and teased: "Xifei is a little beauty girl now, and she looks much slimmer than my Nanqing. After all, the glucose syrup in Xinjiang is the most pure, and I stay up for half a month at night, and I am full of energy, unlike my Nanqing and Nan Dongliang, who don't grow up like a child every day, and they are no different from seven or eight years old. Sifei smiled, took out a letter in his arms and handed it to General Nan, saying: General Nan, the little girl's family received a letter from Nanyue this year, probably sent to you. Xinjiang is not as chic as Nanyue at night, it is difficult to take a bath, where can I compare to the Nanqing girl, I heard that she has recently cured the plague, but we little girls can compare the small jasper.

After receiving the letter in Sifei's hand, General Nan couldn't hold back the smile on his face, and he reluctantly watched Sifei leave. Such a figure is gradually covered by the wind and sand, forgotten by time, covered by all secrets, covering up the most basic truth of this world, as if it is a messenger sent by heaven, bringing a trace of exotic flavor, taking away a little sad tears, is it possible that this world has also cried for people who are about to die.