Sophie Montana is a musical genius. When she was 3 years old, she imitated and played TV advertisements on the mini xylophone. Her parents persuaded and coaxed her to carry her from the high piano stool to the table. Her parents used to work in China, and they often told her the story of "Wolf coming". Teach her to be honest and not to lie. Mona is clever and diligent. /kloc-When she was 0/4 years old, she practiced Beethoven's Symphony of Destiny and actually got calluses on her fingers. /kloc-in the winter of 0/5, the weather was very cold. Because I insisted on taking piano lessons in the snowstorm at night, I got pneumonia.
She was admitted to Hanover Hospital. On the left side of the hospital bed is a female teacher, and on the right is an old lady with low education. The daughter of a female teacher is a doctor. Mother's medical records are always closely collected.
One day, while her daughter was away, the little nurse sent the ECT (enhanced CT) diagnosis report to the female teacher. She read the report that liver Ca (abbreviation of cancer) is in the late stage. This is undoubtedly a death sentence. She hid her face and cried, fell on the bed and never got up. He died half a month later because of a nervous breakdown.
Mona was very shocked-a fact that was truly transmitted to the patient actually accelerated the patient's death process, and the story of "wolf coming" was absolutely forbidden here. Mother said to Mona, "Patients should also have morality. First, it is best not to ask patients any questions. Second, even if you know it, you must never tell the patient-because many people hospitalized here are cancer patients, which is a fatal disease. "
The female teacher who lives in the left bed left, which made the grandmother who lives on Mona's right panic. Grandma asks the doctor what's wrong with her every day, and whether she should be carried out from the back door of the hospital with a white cloth. The doctor told her it was pneumonia, but she sneaked into the nurse's duty room in the middle of the night and stole the medical records. She shouted "wake up" and pretended Mona was sleeping. The mediCal record says: ca in the center of the right lower lobe. "What happened to Ca?" Grandma asked. Mona was embarrassed. 15, she is not lying. What should we do now? How embarrassing it is to lie to an old woman. She had a brainwave and thought of a lifeline: "Oh, yes, there is calcium in your lungs. You have had tuberculosis before, and now you are calcified. " Grandma is dubious: "Then why am I still hemoptysis?" "The doctor didn't say to you? A little pneumonia, just like me. " "Little girl, calcium is calcium? You will not lie to me, will you? " "Of course, you see, there is evidence here-"Mona opened the periodic table of elements in the chemistry textbook and pointed to the Ca on it for grandma to see: "You see, this is the international periodic table of elements, and Ca is here, which is the abbreviation of calcium. Can textbooks still deceive people? " Grandma stared into Mona's innocent and trusting eyes, hugged the angel who gave good news and cried.
Grandma had a good night's sleep, but Mona didn't sleep a wink all night-grandma slept like thunder because she didn't have the burden of thinking. The next day, Mona asked grandma about snoring. Grandma said, "Did I snore again? Hi! I haven't slept so soundly for a long time! You won't ask grandma to sleep with a mask tonight, will you? " Mona couldn't help laughing when she heard grandma's humorous words. Grandma voluntarily admitted to the nurse that she had stolen the medical record. The nurse looked at her in surprise. She wants to know why patients are so optimistic and even happy when she knows that she has cancer.
Mona secretly told the nurse the lie she had woven. The nurse hugged Mona Lian and said, "Thank you, thank you."
The doctor lied that grandma's lung infection expanded and the cancerous lung lobe was removed. To the surprise of all doctors and nurses, grandma recovered and was discharged from hospital in less than a month. In order to thank Mona for her well-founded and impeccable beautiful lies, her eldest daughter is willing to accept this clever little girl as her own student-volunteering to teach Mona piano lessons. Mona was shocked when she learned the name of the new teacher! She is the most famous German pianist Anne-Sophie Mutter!
A famous teacher makes a great apprentice, and Mona's acting skills have become "home". Last year, she recorded her first album CD, which sold out quickly. Today, this 18-year-old pure and beautiful female pianist keeps practicing for 5 hours every day. A few days ago, teacher Anne composed music and recorded and published the second CD she played. The title of this album is "Beautiful Lies".
The old woman listened to the record, clapped her hands, shook her head and asked, "Why can't I hear the beauty of this lie?"
Annie winked at Mona and smiled cunningly: "Mom, listen carefully. This kind of beauty lies in colorful music and people's hearts! " "
(2) cotton-padded jacket and roses
John and his wife Jenny live in the wettest and coldest corner of town. John worked as a switchman and maintenance worker in the railway bureau, which was hard and tiring. After finishing the housework, Jenny went to the nearby flower market to do some chores to supplement her family. Life is poor, but they are a loving couple.
One night in winter, the young couple were having dinner when someone knocked at the door. Jenny opened the door, and outside stood an old man with a basket in his hand. "Madam, I just moved here today and live across the street. Do you need some dishes? " The old man's eyes rested on Jenny's patched apron and his expression was a little dim. "Yes," Jenny smiled and handed a few pennies. "Carrots are very fresh." The old man's muddy voice was a little excited again: "Thank you."
After closing the door, Jenny gently said to her husband, "This is how my father earns money to support his family."
The next day, it snowed heavily in the town. In the evening, Jenny stepped on the thick snow with a pot of hot soup and knocked on the door across the street.
The two families soon became good neighbors. Every evening, when John's wooden door knocks on the old greengrocer's door, Jenny will come out of the kitchen with a bowl of hot soup.
As Christmas approached, Jenny and John discussed saving some money to buy a cotton-padded coat for the old man: "He is too thin to wear. How can he stand going out to catch cold every day at his age? " John nodded in agreement.
Jenny finally finished her cotton-padded clothes the day before Christmas Eve. Covered with thick cotton wool, the stitches are dense. On Christmas Eve, Jenny specially brought back a processed rose from the flower shop, filled with cotton-padded clothes in paper bags, and left it at the door of the old man's house while he went out to buy food.
Two hours later, the wooden door of John's house rang with the familiar voice of Benedict. Jenny opened the door happily and said Merry Christmas. However, this time the old man didn't mention the vegetable basket.
"Hi, Jenny," the old man shook his body slightly with excitement. "Merry Christmas! Usually you always help, and today I can finally give you a gift, "said the old man, taking out a big paper bag from behind." "I don't know which kind person delivered it. This is a nice cotton-padded coat. I'm used to this old bones. Give it to John. He needs it for the night shift. Also, "the old man shyly handed Jenny a rose." This is for you. Also inserted in this paper bag. I got some water, and it's as beautiful as you. "
On the delicate and charming rose, a glittering and translucent water drop twinkles.
(3) A box of fake meal tickets
That summer, I received an admission notice from a technical secondary school. At the same time, my father was swept away by the threshing machine in the rice field.
My mother flew away when I was very young, and my honest father raised me in a barren village. This sudden disaster grieved our father and daughter, but my father didn't give up my studies. He sold less than 40 kilograms of pigs and some grain, and borrowed them from villagers everywhere, so it was difficult for me to collect my tuition. It was not until June 65438+ 10 that I stepped into the school gate of the city with my worn-out luggage. At that time, it had been more than a month since school started, and the military training for freshmen had also passed.
Sitting in the classroom, I secretly vowed with tears that I must save a penny and use it in half to minimize my father's burden. Because the school is experimenting with closed teaching, I can't find a part-time job after school. The only way to save money is through my teeth. Three meals a day, I arranged it like this: I don't eat breakfast, I buy 22 liang rice for dinner, 20 cents vegetarian food, and I eat the most hot and sour shredded potatoes because it is delicious.
At that time, I was a boy of 15 years old, with amazing desire and demand for food, and my body was still growing like jointing. Every time I go to the canteen, I always keep my mouth shut when the smell of steamed ribs or fried eggs wafts into my nose. If not, I think I will lose my temper and drool like that little black dog at the village entrance. I envy the richness in other people's bowls. In my heart, I have swallowed their delicious food with my thoughts thousands of times.
In addition to heavy study, I also shoulder the heavy responsibility of being the deputy editor-in-chief of the school literature society and participate in various sports competitions held by the school from time to time. Tired physical exertion and long-term malnutrition have made me sallow and emaciated for nearly a year, weak and listless all day.
The thought of overeating a meal of fishmeal torments me repeatedly, and it gets stronger and stronger. Many times, I gritted my teeth and took out the meal ticket of 1 yuan and held it in my hand. However, my father's old hunchback and bloody broken arm always came to me, which turned my greedy desire into deep regret. After all, 1 yuan was replaced by 2 cents.
It was the last self-study class on Thursday morning. I was hungry without breakfast, while quietly playing with the meal ticket in my hand, while waiting impatiently for dinner after class. At this time, a member of a literary society came up to me outside the classroom and handed me a new application. When I took out the official seal of the literary society from the drawer, I accidentally painted red ink on the meal ticket. In a flash, a bold idea flashed through my mind like a crackle.
I flushed with excitement and scolded myself for being so stupid. Why didn't I think of this earlier? Those meal tickets are as imperfect as the school management system. They are just a square cardboard shell, one side is colored and the other side is blank. The blank side is the amount handwritten with a marker and a red seal. Just imitate the handwriting on it and carve the official seal privately. Why not just press the ink? Calligraphy is my strong point. As for the official seal, find a big rubber, engrave those words on it and replace them!
A few days later, my stack of meal tickets with face value 1 yuan was born. False conscience or not, I feel uneasy. Looking at those fake tickets over and over again, I feel foolproof for a while, and I feel that the handwriting is not realistic and the seal is blurred for a while. But the long-awaited desire has made me too late to think about it. If my heart leaves, I can't wait to fly to the canteen. I want to buy two steamed pork rice at a time!
There are four windows in the school canteen, three of which are fierce middle-aged women, impatiently shouting, hurry up, while busy handing over lunch boxes in turn. There is only window 2, and the cook who cooks is a deaf-mute in his thirties. It is said that his legend lies in his ability to judge others' words by their mouths. He often has a simple and honest smile on his face, and the weight given in the spoon is only a lot more. As a result, there is a long line in front of him at dinner time every day.
I walked into the canteen. When I choose a window, my legs will tremble with tension. I am afraid of being recognized, so I will be notorious, and all my glory in school may be lost! And those three fierce women make me shudder. It seems that we can only choose window 2 to start. To say the least, even if he finds out that it's a fake ticket, I still have time to sneak away while he's mute.
The person in front of the line is empty, so it's my turn. At the moment of eye contact with him, he grinned at me again, which he does every time he buys food from him. Does he know me? I suddenly panicked and was at a loss. My procrastination pushed the team together, and the crowd behind me was complaining. I had to bite the bullet and hand it over: "Two steamed meats." He took the ticket, glanced at it and looked at me again, with obvious surprise in his eyes-was it that I was suddenly generous when I had been buying shredded potatoes, or was it ...
My face was red with disappointment and my head fell unconsciously. It's over. It's definitely over. I tried to run, but he still had the lunch box. I bought it for two yuan when I entered school, and I was reluctant to throw it away. After only a few seconds, my back was sticky. Just when I was nervous, a lunch box piled high with steamed pork suddenly appeared in my sight. Looking up, it is his usual simple smile. I heaved a sigh, alas, really nervous! Fortunately, it was a false alarm!
With those high-protein and high-fat tonics and nutrients, my face gradually became rosy and my thin body gradually became round. Every time I see him grinning at the window, my heart will bloom with joy: this deaf-mute is deaf-mute and his discrimination is even worse. On second thought, I can't help but admire myself proudly as a rare talent.
Time flows to 1 1 month of the following year. At noon one day in the middle of the year, I went straight to window 2, only to find that I had changed someone. Flash out, I searched from window to window, but I didn't see the familiar face with a simple smile. I haven't seen him take a day off since I entered the campus, so there are only two possibilities now: either he is seriously ill or he leaves his job. It makes me depressed to think so. I hope in my heart that he is seriously ill. Because he can come back after his illness, if I leave my job, I can no longer eat and drink with fake tickets smoothly and unimpeded. Even if I can, I will take another risk in someone else's hands.
I returned to the classroom discontentedly. When I passed the mailroom, the doorman gave me a small mailbox. I am puzzled and my heart is full of doubts. I hurried back to the classroom and opened it quickly.
To my surprise, there are two bundles of meal tickets in the small carton! I picked up a bundle and my brain exploded with a bang-all fake tickets I spent!
Surprise, embarrassment, panic, confusion, all kinds of emotions knocked me down instantly, and I suddenly felt that I had difficulty breathing. When I came to my senses, my hand shrank back like a snake bite, looked around in a panic and covered the box. What the hell is going on? Who finally found my fake ticket and called it back? Has the canteen been handed over to the school leaders? I am even more scared when I think of a letter under the meal ticket. It must be the school leaders who took care of my face, exposed me in this way and asked me to sign the "confession"!
My heart fell into the abyss, trembling hands took out the letter and opened it. Surprisingly, there are no rigid fonts such as knives and axes, only a few crooked lines:
I have seen your photo and profile in the school newspaper for a long time, so I know your class and name. I like your composition very much. My mother is very ill. I'm going back to Dabie Mountain to take care of her, and I may not come again. Your tickets are back to you, so don't use them again. If someone sees through them, you are in big trouble. I have a 50 yuan deposit in my canteen. I discussed with them that I don't want cash, but I can get a meal ticket of 60 yuan at a discount. They agreed. I think it's worth it. You can use these tickets to add meals occasionally in the future. Don't keep eating shredded potatoes, your body will not keep up. ...
It turned out to be him, the kind disabled person who has been observing carefully for a long time, but has been silently conniving at my self-righteousness!
My chest seemed to be hit hard by something. His clear eyes, his sign language and his simple smile suddenly emerged from my chaotic impression of him. Looking at another bundle of 60 meal coupons with a face value of 1 yuan, tears filled my eyes.
Poor house in the mountains, sick old mother, disabled, he should need money to survive more than I do! But he helped me in this way for a whole year! From beginning to end, I didn't know his name or heard his voice. He is just a passer-by in my life. And he not only completely protected a girl's face and dignity into life, but also left selfless care and warmth. Those meal tickets gave me the most spring-filled winter of that year. I used them to buy the most delicious food in the world and cried every time I ate it.
Those fragrance and warmth permeated into my blood with the absorption of my stomach, which nourished my long life from the age of 16.
(4) Jack's Christmas grapefruit
Nine-year-old Jack has messy brown hair and bright blue eyes like an angel. Jack has lived in an orphanage as long as he can remember. There are only ten children there, and Jack is one of them. The resources of orphanages are very scarce, and the only source of income is to launch fundraising activities to the residents of this city with difficulty and persistence.
There is little food in the orphanage, but although children are always hungry, there is always more food to eat there every Christmas, and orphans live warmer than usual. Moreover, there is always a festive atmosphere in orphanages at this time. Of course, the most important thing is that at this time, there are grapefruit for Christmas!
Christmas is the only time of the year when fine food is served. Every child regards the grapefruit at Christmas as a treasure, as if there is no better food in the world. They touched it with their hands, felt its cool and smooth surface, praised it and slowly enjoyed its sweet and sour juice. Really, this is the Christmas light of every orphan, and it is also the Christmas gift they can get. Therefore, you can imagine how happy Jack will be when he receives his gift!
However, the day before Christmas, Jack accidentally stepped on the wet mud of a boot, and he didn't know it. He walked in through the front door of the orphanage, leaving a long trail of footprints and traces of wet mud on the newly paved carpet. To make matters worse, he didn't even notice. When he found out, it was too late. Punishment is inevitable, and the content of punishment is unexpected and ruthless. Jack can't get his Christmas grapefruit! This is the only gift he can get from the cold world in which he lives. However, after looking forward to his Christmas grapefruit for a whole year, he failed to get his Christmas grapefruit.
Jack begged for forgiveness with tears in his eyes and promised never to bring dirty things into the orphanage again, but it was useless. He felt helpless and abandoned. That night, Jack lay on the pillow and cried all night. On Christmas Day, he felt empty and lonely. He feels that other children are unwilling to be with a child who has been punished so cruelly. Maybe they are worried that he will ruin their only happy day. Perhaps, he guessed in his mind that there was a gap between him and his friends, because they were afraid that he would ask them to give him some grapefruit. Jack stayed in the cold bedroom upstairs all day. He curled up under his only blanket like a frozen puppy, reading a story about a family being exiled to a desert island. As long as Jack has a family that really cares about him, he doesn't mind spending the rest of his life on an isolated desert island.
Worst of all, it's time to go to bed, but Jack can't sleep. How does he pray? He knelt on the cold hard floor, sobbed softly, and prayed to God to end all the sufferings in the world for him and people like him.
When Jack got up from the floor and climbed back into bed, a soft hand touched his shoulder. He was taken aback. Then, something was gently placed in his hand. Then, the person who gave him something quietly left the room without saying a word, leaving Jack at a loss in the dark. Jack put his hand in front of his eyes. In the dim light, he saw that it looked like a grapefruit! However, it is not a smooth, bright and regular grapefruit, but a special grapefruit, a very special grapefruit. There are nine pomelo petals of different sizes in a pomelo shell, which are spliced together with pieces of pomelo peel. This is a grapefruit made entirely for Jack! It was the other nine children in the orphanage who donated their own precious grapefruit to form a complete grapefruit for Jack as a Christmas present! At that moment, Jack burst into tears. That is the most beautiful and delicious Christmas grapefruit he has ever received.
(5) Life-saving dog black mongoose
There is a famous Saint Bernard monastery at the foot of the Swiss Alps. Dean, old Fantis, is a very learned and kind person. He has been engaged in charity all his life. He domesticated a life-saving dog with great height and strength, which was used to rescue people in distress when climbing and skiing. This life-saving dog weighs 80 Jin and is as black as charcoal. It was named Heilao. In the season when mountains are closed by heavy snow, people are often in distress in the mountains. Whenever Elder Wantis received a distress report, he put a food bag around Black Lao's neck-it contained spirits, sausages, bread and other things, and let him smell the clothes of people in distress. Black old man ran into the mountain and tracked the smell of people until he found someone in distress. People in distress saw the black mongoose, as if they had met a savior. They used spirits to drive away the cold, wipe frostbite, and filled their hunger with sausages and bread. Then the black mongoose led them out of the deep jungle and went to St. Bernard monastery. If the person in distress can't walk, there are pens and paper in the bag with the black mongoose. If the people in distress write down the location, they will bring the black mongoose out, and then the rescuers will arrive at the scene. Over the past few years, Hei Lao has saved 40 people and is very famous.
It was a cold winter and the Alps were covered with heavy snow. Amateur mountaineer Watson disappeared in a small avalanche. Simon, the director of the mountaineering club, took a shirt that Watson took off before entering the mountain and hurried to the elder Fontys for help. Elder Fantis immediately found Heiliao, fed him three pounds of milk and three pounds of beef, and let him smell Watson's shirt. Heiliao knows all this. He stood in front of the elder, who personally hung up the life-saving bag. Seeing that he was tied up, Black Lao squatted in front of his elders and stared at his master with wet eyes, looking serious and solemn. The elder kissed him like a warrior of death, hugged him, and made a cross on Hei Lao's nose according to the religious ceremony, wishing him a smooth expedition and a safe journey. The elder stretched out his hand with a gold ring on the cross, and the black old man put his hand over his nose and kissed it. Finally, the elder waved and said, "Go, son! This is the forty-first one! "
The black mongoose, like a bolt of black lightning, quickly shot into the snowy Alps. As usual, it is full of confidence in its task. The ancestors of this tenacious and brave purebred dog are wolves. There is plenty of strength in the muscles and the impulse to fight in the blood. It climbed up the rock, jumped over the gully, and under the guidance of smell information, it rushed to Watson's distress site accurately.
Suddenly, the black mongoose, whose tongue was so hot and sweaty, suddenly got a cold war and stopped quickly. On the snowdrift 20 meters ahead, a mighty snow leopard crouched, with snowflakes hanging on its long eyebrows, like a medium-sized tiger, and its hungry eyes stared at the black mongoose. This beast in the Alps, with its eyes, gave its order-send your whole body meat quickly. In normal times, the black mongoose will definitely rush up. It has the courage of hand-to-hand combat. In life-saving activities, it once killed three wolves, but now it flinches. Elder Fantis's eyes, the life-saving bag hanging on his body, and the increasingly clear and strong smell of Watson, the victim in distress, prompted him to leave the snow leopard quickly. Snow leopards are trapped in the predicament of closing mountains with heavy snow. For several days, she had nothing to eat, and her stomach was empty and hungry. When she met such Liu Li, her eyes were red with greed. It roared with a bang, causing snowflakes to fall on the cedar tree. It wants to frighten each other with its voice first, and then sit back with its hind legs. The leopard's tail screamed and bounced like an iron bar and flew straight to the black mongoose. The black mongoose is not an ordinary dog, and Elder Vantis trained it strictly. Its head is stretched forward, and its belly is close to the ground. At the moment when the snow leopard is about to land, it pushes its hind legs hard, "squeaks" under the leopard's stomach, and runs hard without looking up. When the snow leopard landed, it broke a small cedar, turned three somersaults, got up and dropped all the snowflakes on its face. When she looked intently, she had already disappeared.
The mongoose climbed three snow barriers, followed the smell that only he could judge, and found the amateur mountaineer Watson.
Beside a snow-covered bush, hoods, snow goggles, walking crutches, food bags and map bags are scattered. Watson, the owner of these items, was buried in the snow, which covered his body. He lay on his back, showing only one face. The snow sprinkled on the face melted and covered with a thin layer of ice shell, like a thin layer of transparent plastic paper. He kept his mouth shut and snowflakes hung on his eyebrows. Heiliao squatted beside Watson. It's him. It smells the same as his shirt just now. It has settled down and needs to have a rest. The black mongoose sticks out its blood-red tongue and radiates heat to the whole body. At the same time, he is looking forward to Watson getting up, as usual, letting the people in distress take out the food in his life-saving bag, fill their stomachs, restore their strength, and follow him back.
The mongoose slowed down, but Watson didn't want to get up. It walked around Watson three times and began to arch the snow. Watson's huge body emerged from the snow and supported it. It grabbed Watson's trouser leg and dragged it forward for a foot, but he still didn't respond. Heiliao leaned up to Watson's nose and sniffed for a while. Suddenly he had a brainwave, stuck out his tongue and licked his face, and a biting coolness spread from the tip of his tongue to his heart. It will lick the snow off Watson's eyebrows, melt the ice on his face, and then retract his tongue to accumulate heat. The black mongoose encountered many situations in forty lifesaving activities and was extremely sensitive to the subtle reactions of people in distress. Its cold tongue sticks out after it warms in the mouth and sticks tightly to Watson's face. It is clear that everything will be fine as long as Watson wakes up.
Watson collapsed in hunger and thirst, and gradually lost consciousness when unable to struggle. Now, the heat of the black mongoose is transferred to his head through his tongue, which stimulates the brain nerves. He regained consciousness and gradually opened his eyes. Realizing this subtle change, Black Old retracted his tongue and stared at Watson seriously, just like a doctor saving a life and staring at a patient who was saved from death by him. Black Lao became happy and scratched the snow in his chest with his front paws.
Watson couldn't turn his stiff neck or open his eyes completely. His first thought was-Wolf! A long wolf face was half a foot away from his eyes, and he almost smelled the wolf's breath. He did smell a unique smell of wolves. Watson almost fainted from fright. He knows the nature of wolves. Aren't some hunters, herbalists and explorers eaten by wolves in the mountains? When the avalanche happened, all the cysts on his body were removed, and only a sharp dagger was tightly held in his hand. Now facing new dangers, forcing him to save all his strength, draw out his right arm covered with snow, raise a sharp dagger, and a cold light "brushes" into Haven's chest. ...
Watson's misunderstanding made him make a mistake that he regretted for life.
The black mongoose's eyes turned straight. In the absence of mental preparation, it was suddenly hit by a fatal blow, which had never been encountered in its previous life-saving activities and was unexpected. In an instant, it understood what was happening in front of it, and a sharp pain made it let out a wild and rude roar, which echoed deeply in the Alps valley. The black mongoose nervously jumped aimlessly around Watson, and the blood drops dyed the snow red. It was depression, resentment, anger and pain, and snowflakes splashed on Watson's expressionless face.
Suddenly, it spun, red-eyed, grinding its hard palate, opened its mouth, exposed two sharp white canine teeth, and pounced on Watson's throat ... However, the black mongoose suddenly stopped on Watson's chest, closed its mouth, and the fierce light in its eyes gradually dispersed, because it saw Watson close his eyes and fainted. The black mongoose hung its head and couldn't bite the dagger inserted in the chest muscle. At this time, it suddenly had a strong feeling, hoping to return to its owner, Elder Fantis. It stumbled along the route and walked to St. Bernard Abbey without looking back, dripping with blood. ...
Old Fantis finished his evening prayers and waited for Heilao to come back. Suddenly, there was a slight intermittent knock at the door, as if something was scratching. He opened the door, and with a bang, Heiliao rushed at him and fell at his feet. Blood was dripping on the ground, and blood dripped on the snow outside the door, extending into the distance. The elder was stunned. He immediately understood that the black mongoose had suffered misfortune, so he squatted down to turn it over and pulled out the dagger on his chest. Watson's name is engraved on the handle of this exquisite Finnish knife. The old man sat on the ground with tears in his eyes. Watson! Damn Watson! Watson is in distress! Didn't the nigger come to save you? How could you have the heart to kill it? The elder immediately took off his holy robe, wrapped the black mongoose, picked up its soft and heavy body, and gently placed it on the sacred table in the monastery and temple. The monks added ten candles, and under the bright candlelight, the elders who are proficient in medicine looked at the injury of the black mongoose. The tip of the knife didn't touch the heart, just cut off the artery and blood almost came out. The elder kissed Haven's face, and Haven's wet eyes looked at him transfixed, as if remembering his life in recent years, and two tears welled up. The elder stretched out his hand with a golden cross ring, and the black mongoose stuck out his tongue feebly to accept the caress of his master. It just moved its head gently, put its lips on the back of its elders' hands, exhaled its last few breaths, gradually closed its eyes and stopped breathing. The elder's face is as serious as a statue. He didn't start work. Seeing the black mongoose dead, the monks automatically lined up to pay their respects. The elder stood up, stood among the monks, faced with the black Liao, and took the lead in singing a sad requiem.
Simon, director of the amateur mountaineering club, hurried in with several partners and asked Haven about the rescue of Watson for the third time. Elder Fantis grabbed Watson's dagger, which was still stained with the blood of the black mongoose, and threw it in front of the bearer, growling angrily: "Your Watson is a dog, and my black mongoose is a human. If you want to find your dog, follow the blood of my black mongoose! " Simon, they are confused. The monks told them about the black mongoose. Simon