Tonight, the wind is light and the clouds are light, the moon stars are rare, the universe is clear, and Nanshan in the moonlight is particularly dignified and charming. If there is a white waterfall on the slope, it is Yue Hui gathering and swaying on the dense grass, quiet and seemingly colorful, but still moving. This is endless snow in the sky!
I climbed the slope and came to the top of the South Mountain. It's a flat land. Grass, wild flowers, thorns and stones are all arranged softly by moonlight. Guo Guo played the familiar Dan Xian guitar for tens of thousands of years. At this time, the music is particularly lonely and sad. He must be thinking about his new lover. At night, I heard the chirping of unknown insects. Are they talking about the anxiety of survival, the experience of hunger, the fear of death, or a pleasant trip in the moonlight? Outside people, how many lives are still loving, struggling, working, singing and writing the historical records of races in their own way? I really want to greet them and see their food, clothing, housing and transportation. Since we have this fate, I should try my best to give them some help. They are so small and fragile that it is not easy to survive in this huge and unpredictable universe. However, common sense reminds me that my visit is likely to scare them, and the greatest help is not to disturb them. Kind land, gentle moonlight, will take care of these uncontested children. At the thought of this, I stopped worrying and pitying.
I walked on and saw some butterflies still flying in the moonlight at night. This small spaceship is also doing infinite short flights, exploring the details of life and flowers within its capabilities. At the moment, they are studying whether the moonlight meets the dew and can blend the most delicious green drink in the universe?
I came to the edge of the west side of the top of the mountain, and a forest was silently watching the moonlight. Occasionally, the crow of a bird seems to be only half-crow. Perhaps I suddenly remembered the discipline of work and rest, and I swallowed the sigh of the other half for fear of affecting everyone's sleep. I marvel at the great self-discipline of this little creature. I think its soul must contain wisdom that we can't know. Think about what the world they have seen in the sky is like. They ignored and surpassed so many things, and they must have gained some mysterious spirituality from the soul of nature. I walked into the Woods and saw a bird's nest hanging on the tree. I stood on tiptoe and found it was an empty nest. A few branches and leaves are all building materials. It should be the simplest residence in the world, but it is it that shelters the feathers destined to fly to the sky. The song "Floating in the clouds" was also rehearsed here. At this time, there is no one here, and the empty nest is full of quiet moonlight, which makes it look more like a miniature paradise.
If there is an afterlife, I hope I am just a bird or a robin. A few grass seeds and dew are a hearty lunch, and then I will spend a lot of time flying and singing. My internal organs and soul are simple and clean, flying in the sky, without polluting a cloud, sweeping the earth and hurting a grass. Tired of flying, when it gets dark, I will go back to my nest in the tree-my simple bedroom and study-because in the middle of the night, I will also read books, the mysterious silence and the kind moonlight.
Hunters and wolves
The hunter went through the bushes and looked at the trap dug a few days ago, but found nothing. When he walked into a meadow forest, his heart beat slightly, which was the last trap.
The branches in disguise disappeared, and a gloomy hole was exposed in the trap. The hunter was ecstatic and approached the trap with a gun. The prey is an adult male wolf, with golden fur shining like metal, howling at the bottom of the trap and running around anxiously.
Come closer, come closer, the hunter warned himself. Watch your step and aim at the gun. Only by shooting a sharp warhead into the male wolf's forehead can we get a complete wolf skin. The hunter felt his palm a little wet and moved forward with rapt attention. Suddenly, his foot slipped, his eyes turned black, and the sound of dust and fallen leaves sounded in his ears. The hunter realized that he had fallen into the trap he had dug, and he ignored the heavy rain last night.
Now, the hunter and the fierce male wolf are trapped at the bottom of a narrow trap. Surrounded by a vertical smooth mud wall more than three meters high. The hunter gave a wry smile in his heart: this is probably karma. I hunted all my life and finally died in the trap I dug and the mouth of the captured prey!
At the moment when the hunter fell into the trap, the male wolf was stunned by this sudden falling object. He turned around, stared fiercely at the hunter who was close at hand, grinned at Bai Sensen's spike, and growled in his nostrils.
The hunter with his bare hands knows that he can't beat the fierce male wolf in front of him anyway. With years of hunting experience, he quickly calmed down, bared his teeth and stared at the male wolf mercilessly.
Both man and wolf dare not act rashly and confront each other head-on. Time seems to have stood still. I don't know after a few minutes or hours, the male wolf may think that the person in front of him is not a threat to him, and he may have no time to care about it. It's important to escape. The male wolf stared at the hunter and took two steps back. Seeing that the hunter didn't respond, he turned around and ignored the people behind him. He began to quickly pick up the trap wall with his sharp front paws without hesitation.
The soil after the rain was mysterious. The old wolf quickly stripped off a lot of soil under his feet and raised the bottom of the trap by one layer. The male wolf jumped on the mound with his hind legs, raised his front paws and continued to hold high.
The hunter soon understood the intention of the male wolf and couldn't help cursing in his heart, damn, cunning guy! Immediately follow the back of the male wolf, step on the loose soil that the male wolf has grabbed, pad it wide, and make it step by step.
Wolves and people have become partners in the same boat at this moment. Man and wolf have cooperated so tacitly and harmoniously in order to survive.
It only took the wolf and the man more than two hours to see the ground overhead. The wolf jumped to the ground, took a few steps forward, stopped, turned and sat down, staring at the hole. The hunter finally climbed up the hole with difficulty. Seeing the wolf staring at himself, he quickly picked up the gun that fell to the ground and aimed at the wolf's chest.
The male wolf was completely unaware of the danger when he saw the hunter coming. Instead, he cocked his head and winked at the hunter. Then he got up slowly and walked slowly to the depths of the jungle. Turning the ridge, the male wolf turned to look at the hunter.
With a gun in his hand, the hunter took a stupefied aim at the fading male wolf. His fingers were stiff and he didn't pull the trigger. The next prey quietly disappeared into the forest. ...
Since then, hunters no longer enter the mountains. He told others that he had lost his ferocity as a hunter.