"Heroes what" an old and a young are talking. The issues discussed are indeed so awe-inspiring

"What are heroes most afraid of?" The younger ones are just the age of snotting. A relatively immature voice sounded.

"Heroes are most afraid of peace and prosperity" is a serious old one. Dressed in shabby clothes and covered with a foul smell.

"In the world of great controversy, heroes can have a day to emerge" The old man is still serious.

"What is the day of the beginning," the little one asked seriously. The kid is indeed a relatively clean doll, with a porcelain-white face, a nose with snot, but his eyes are dripping and rolling, and he is not an honest master.

"What is the day of emergence, is the time to get ahead" The old man is still not irritable.

"It's okay to get out of the person, why do you want to hit the ground with your head" The little one bit the lollipop in his hand. The lollipop was promised to talk to the old one, and the old one bought it. Whatever, as long as there is sugar to eat, just say it.

What, the old one stinks a little, what is the smell, can you eat it as sugar.

The old man was stunned when asked, "Yes, why do you want to hit your head on the ground?" ”

"Don't talk about these, in today's world, it seems that people live and work in peace and contentment, but for heroes, it is really equivalent to the end of the road" The old man was a little heartbroken.

"What is the end of the road, and what is the meaning of no road?" The little one asked.

It's rare to be smart and small. I don't like the candy to eat slowly, "Kaz, Kaz" was originally the candy that I licked and ate, and I chewed it quickly, and I got down in two bites.

"Do you still have sugar?" the little one licked his lips, still unsatisfied.

The old man looked at the only candy left in his pocket. I looked at the small one again.

"Eat slowly, eat slowly, the words are not finished yet" It's really pitiful, find someone to talk to, and give candy to eat.

"You say yours, I'll eat mine" The children in the village, big and small, were willing to talk to him when there was sugar, and the other small ones almost avoided walking.

"The hero has no way, so how can he go," he said, but the movements of his hands did not stop, and a piece of candy was stuffed into his mouth again.

"A real hero is to split this layer of nets, and naturally there will be a way," the old man said.

"Heroes, heroes are born strong, and only those who have no way out of the road can be regarded as real heroes," the old man said.

"Are you a hero?" the child asked innocently.

The old man was stunned. "yes, am I a hero?"

Then there was a self-talk to himself, "What kind of hero am I?", and the child saw that the old man was caught in a self-talk, and slipped away while he was not paying attention. The old man didn't notice the child's slipping away, and still said very lonely, "What kind of hero, so many people haven't taken the road, how can I get through?"

A group of children passed by, and the old guy seemed to be saying something again.

"If you have a problem with your brain, don't go near him" The adult hurriedly dragged the child away. "Day by day, he talks nonsense, and he also says that he used to be a famous person in the lost city"

"It's so famous, it's still lying on your stomach here," he said and walked away. While covering his nose in disgust.

A few days later, the porcelain-white doll with snot on the nose came again. "If there is sugar, if there is sugar, I will say a few words to you" is practical, followed by a little chubby.

The fat dun covered his nose and looked disgusted. I didn't leave anyway, but I was still far away.

The old man's eyes lit up, "Yes, some" This time I don't know why I was so generous, I actually grabbed a handful of candy and came out. ”

"Fatty, there is sugar to eat" porcelain white dolls are also not ambiguous. The fat man had candy to eat in the hall, shook his ass, and crawled over. I didn't even tear off the candy wrapper, I threw it into my mouth, and I kept saying, "I want to, I want to"

"What is a hero" children, always like heroes, I have seen it in books, I have seen it on TV, who doesn't have a hero dream.

The old man thought about it, and before he could open his mouth, there was a shout in the distance, probably the sound of calling people home for dinner.

"I owe you first, I'll come back next time," said the porcelain-white doll with a snot, and then with a fat snort, the two ran away. Leaving the old man to speak.

A middle-aged man seemed to be passing by, and it seemed that he had come all the way.

"What are you talking about with a bunch of little butts," the middle-aged man said.

"Cowering, fearful," the old man seemed reluctant to say more. Turn around and leave.

"They're so powerful, even if I rush forward, I'll just fill in a few more lives at most," the middle-aged man said.

"But after all, it is a brother who was born and died, how can you watch it" The old man suddenly aged a lot. Old tears are rampant.

"You know I'm right, patriarch, even if I rush out, at most I will be like them, dead and crippled, crippled and caught" The middle-aged man was still so calm.

"You believe me, sooner or later, sooner or later, that day will come"

The middle-aged man is gone. The old man still squatted under the tree for a long time, after a long time, before he said, "I know you are right, but how can I forgive myself?"

Intermittently, the porcelain-white doll will bring some playmates to trick candy to eat. No matter what, the porcelain white doll will always have a few words with the old man. It seems that he came specifically to accompany the elderly. Sugar is getting less and less.

The cold comes and the summer comes, the autumn goes to the spring, and gradually becomes familiar, and the trees on the side of the road are hung with new green and grow, and then turn yellow, so that the cycle has been repeated several times, and it seems that many years have passed. The old man is older, and the snot child is no longer runny.

On this day, the sun was about to set, and the porcelain white doll came with a group of people, who were much taller.

The old man shuddered and took out some candy, and there was someone to talk to him again.

"Old man, you can keep it for yourself" A group of people gossiped, a slightly smaller eye in the crowd looked at the candy, the leader looked at it, grabbed two pieces of candy, and threw them over.

"Talk to you for a while" The porcelain white doll is already the leader.

The old man looked at the young man who had talked a lot with him in the past few years, and then at the sun that was about to set, the sun was very dazzling, and seemed to want to desperately send out the last light.

"What is a hero" The old man's momentum suddenly became a lot stronger, just like a general commanding thousands of troops and horses, and like a leader who scolded Fang Xuan.

The teenagers were shocked by this momentum, but in the end, it was a broken little old man, and he soon returned to normalcy and became giggling again.

Heroes, teenagers are the age when heroes are longed for.

"Earn 10 million, earn 100 million, rich, rich and rival the country, do whatever you want, you are a hero" The fat man replied excitedly.

"Money is a small way, although it is necessary, then if I take it by force, then what will you do" The old man smiled slightly, but said very gently

"Then pay for someone stronger," the fat man was still a little stubborn.

"Then what if it's stronger to take your money," before the old man could answer, someone next to him said. The fat man is still to quibble.

"The rich can indeed be the enemy of the country, a great man said, it is always right to fight local tyrants and divide the land, and the rich must rely on a strong organization to keep it, otherwise it will always be for others to make a wedding dress"

The fat man shrank back.

"Then strengthen your body, your strength is infinite, and you will be invincible all over the world, no one will dare to provoke me, this is finally a hero," said a tall and sturdy boy.

"Even if you can fight ten, hundreds, thousands, there will always be more people coming, and you can't fight ten thousand people," the old man said.

The sturdy boy smiled innocently, scratched his head, and stopped talking,

"You can't even beat the five of us combined, you still beat ten, a hundred" someone teased.

The crowd laughed, played for a while, and then fell silent.

"Then he is handsome and handsome, everyone likes him, he is smart and clever, he has whatever he wants," said another child.

The old man glanced at him, this doll was indeed beautiful, with a towering nose bridge, although it was still small, it could also be seen that it would be a handsome guy in the future.

"How can everyone like it, Aya likes you, Xiaozhi doesn't like you, and the teacher doesn't like you" Someone next to him rushed to answer.

"There will always be a day when you get old, no matter how good-looking it is, it won't look good, it's a foreign object after all"

"That's very powerful in one aspect, and no one can compare to him," someone else said.

"This can only be regarded as a very powerful elite, not a hero, very powerful in a single aspect, it will always take too much time, and it is not as good as a comprehensive person"

The old man smiled slightly, "But it's also very powerful, very powerful." ”

The old man looked at the porcelain white doll and the youngest one.

The youngest was a little scared, "What everyone says is what it is," and everyone laughed.

The head baby said, "Don't be afraid, just say it." Who dares to laugh at you, I'll let Da Zhuang beat him" Da Zhuang nodded heavily as a matter of course.

"Being able to protect the most important person, that's, that's the hero" The doll was a little nervous, and even a lot of snot flowed out.

The old man was a little surprised and nodded, "What if it's not an irrelevant person?"

"I'm alone, where can I protect me?" the child was a little childish.

"What about you" The old man asked with some expectation, in this group of children, this child has been with him for so many years, ignoring others saying that he is crazy, stupid, and does not care about the stench. Although he has always asked for something, he knows that it is just an excuse, and even uses this as a reason to bring many children over to accompany him to relieve his boredom.

"Where are there any heroes?" the young man did not think about in the slightest.

"Let's go, let's go, let's not talk today," he said, and got up.

As soon as the crowd got up, they were about to run away.

The young man suddenly asked, "Then what do you say is a hero?" ”

"Mount Tai collapsed in front and the face did not change, the building will be tilted, the chest is surrounded by the four seas, moving like thunder, quiet as lying pine, accepting the heroes of the world for their own use, taking the wishes of the people as their own responsibility, and breaking the decadent 、、、、" the old man was talking loudly.

The young man suddenly said, "Speak human words." ”

The old man said, "If you are angry, you will draw a knife in anger"

"What if you can't win?" the boy asked again.

"Then hide it first, and then draw the knife when the fight is over," the old man smiled slyly.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the young man went away with a group of people, who naturally surrounded him in the middle, without knowing it. It didn't take long for the sun to set.

Soon after, the old man died. There was one less old man at the entrance of the village, and everyone didn't think that anything was missing, and the days were still as usual, only the young man remembered that the strange old man had said strange things over the years, and seemed to be teaching him something.

I don't know where the good Samaritan told the person to go to cremation. After cremation, it is naturally placed in a public cemetery, and it is not known who paid for it. Finally have a heel.

On this day, six tiger-headed dolls came to the tomb.

Looking at the surrounding tombstones, the teenagers were a little scared.

The leader took these babies and bowed three times seriously. I don't know where I got the candy and flowers.

"Say, what's the old man's name?" someone asked, "Why don't you have a name on this card?"

The people around him were a little cold, and the wind was blowing.

The leader thought about it, took out a pen from his schoolbag, and wrote the word hero seriously.

"The hero is good, this old man always talks to us about heroes, maybe he is really a hero"

The young man left, leaving behind a tombstone with the words "Hero" written crookedly.

The setting sun just skimmed over the tombstones, pulling out a long shadow, as if to touch the teenagers, but, boys, the direction in which they were going was where the morning sun rose.