In the early morning, the sky had just turned white, and the trees and grass on the earth spread their arms, shaking slightly, sweeping away the dust and cold air for a night. Their leaves slowly stretched out, facing the east, as if waiting for the first ray of sunshine to fall.

"Tick"

A drop of water fell down the green leaves, swaying with the wind, passing through the heavy air, and at normal speed, it entered a dark deep hole.

His ears contracted, and the coldness was irritating. Yi Qiang woke up and opened his eyes. Because he was lying on his side, his eyes were at a straight flip angle, about ninety degrees.

When he felt something strange, Yi Qiang controlled his hand and dug it into the hole of his left ear. It was easier. He then placed his finger in front of him and gently flicked it, and the yellow particles disappeared like birds. As soon as the eyelids blinked, they disappeared.

Rubbing it casually, holding it on your hands, Yi Qiang got up, suddenly felt numb with his left hand, no, it should be said that the blood was not smooth and there was no feeling anymore. He grabbed his left hand with his right hand, but he was still weak and weak, and he recalled it unknowingly.

Intoxicated in nature, he seemed to transform into a tree and merge into a group of trees. He listened quietly, the rustling sounds from all directions were like a torrent, leading him and flowing to the endless unknown. In that way, Yi Qiang woke up and found that he was lying on the ground, without any sense in his left hand, which was what he was now.

When he came to his senses, Yi Qiang looked at his left hand, thought for a while, with a smile on his face. Yi Qiang didn't know how to describe his personality. Sometimes, he was like that, and he did it when he thought about it, but sometimes, he was a little lazy. As long as this is the case, he was lazy to move at all, unless his body really couldn't stand it and was really hungry, he would only get up at that time.

But this is not over yet. Because of his laziness, he would choose a simpler method, which is to ask someone to deliver food. He specially found a restaurant for three meals a day. Yes, he had lived in the city for a long time, and naturally had friends he knew. After introduction, he finally got rid of the burden of cooking and became a gift. As long as he was lying at home, someone would give it away. However, the more troublesome thing was that he had to get up and take it.

Lying down again, but this time, Yi Qiang supported the ground with his left hand and assisted his right hand to ensure that his body did not tilt and fell down. According to his idea, as long as he filled the blood, he could recover. However, he was not sure, so he could only try it first. If it doesn't work, he would think of other ways. Moreover, after changing his body, he became idle. It would be good to take this opportunity to relax.

Stare straight at

The back of his hand gradually turned red. After a while, Yi Qiang could feel his hand. Moreover, his hand was numb, like thousands of ants. As time passed, these feelings disappeared. At about the same time, Yi Qiang's hand recycled and immediately rolled on the ground.

On top of his head, the green leaves were swaying, and occasionally there would be many bright lights shining, which made Yi Qiang close his eyes, and seemed to smell the fragrance of natural soil between his nose. I don’t know if it was an illusion or something, but it seemed like time was lost. With this, his mind was extremely distant and confused.

Hesitation, doubt, confusion, is not anything. It is because he sinks into the deepest part of his heart and feels the beauty of the world. People who have died once often have a unique understanding of life and how to face nature. This cannot be given, but can only be understood.

Time is always like this, it remains unchanged, and it is lost as always, and it does not change because of anyone or anything. Perhaps it is the truly fair judge, no matter who it is, the rich businessman, the poor, the workers, the power... They accept the same result, although the process is different, maybe I have enjoyed it, but that is interesting? Satisfaction, what is satisfaction? When dying, everything is empty, destined to bear alone, unknown death.

It passed by in a hurry, and it was no longer known when.

Opening your eyes, it seems like an instinctive behavior, because this has long become a habit, and your mind is clear, Yi Qiang looks slanted, looking at the distant sky, milky white clouds drifting, and the dispersed gap is another ocean, the blue of the sky alone, the blue has the depth of the sea, the vastness of the earth, and the instant shocking beauty of meteors, because it was engraved on Yi Qiang, in his heart, and in his mind...

"Gugu"

It is unsuitable to disturb the beauty. How great it would be if it could be like this forever. Looking at the blue sky and white clouds, leaning against the trees, smelling the natural breeze, and listening to the sound of insects. That's it, forever, that's too good!

The eyes were confused. Yi Qiang really wanted to live like this, but, reality allowed him to do this? No, at this time, Gu Gu Gu... screamed continuously, and the extreme hunger filled his heart and mind, making Yi Qiang unable to concentrate anymore. When a person is so amazing, do you think he will have the heart to be romantic? No, this is unrealistic. As long as he is still a person, it cannot be avoided. Even a Bodhisattva does not want incense!?

"Damn it!"

In an irritable mood, Yi Qiang didn't know where to go to find food, but he couldn't remember how he went back, and he had no impression of it at all. "Damn it!" He became more and more hungry, and waved his hands. Suddenly, he felt a slight squeak. His right hand grabbed a handful of grass and looked at the hand in the air, and he was stunned.

Perhaps, he thought to himself, "How does grass taste like? He hasn't tasted it yet!"

Haha... The mouth bent upwards, revealing some interest-like smiles. The right hand holding the grass was delivered to the mouth, and the left hand comforted the stomach. With a determined smile, she opened her mouth and bit her hard. She felt sour in her heart, and threw away the remaining half of the grass roots, scattered all over the ground, covering the heads of the growing grasses!

While chewing, he ate very finely and tried to grind the grass as much as possible. The faint smell of green grass had a sense of astringency and a thicker feeling like soil. It was easy to knock on the teeth more than a dozen times. In the end, he swallowed it in a difficult manner, as if he was swallowing some poison or something big, which could not enter the pipe and was blocked outside.

belch!

The sound from his stomach came, Yi Qiang suddenly felt full, maybe he was choking, or maybe it was other reasons, but it didn't matter anymore. What's important is that he is no longer hungry now. Unfortunately, it would be even better if he had to add some tomato sauce to taste the grass.

Licking his lips, Yi Qiang thought without hesitation, but unexpectedly, "When people are hungry, they really taste good to eat." This sentence is indeed true. It seems that the experience of previous generations cannot be depreciated blindly.

"Click" is crisp and deafening.

The short pipe landed on the table, with a word "fire" on his head and a white beard like a goat on his chin. The old man looked pretty good, with spots and wrinkles on his face, looked very surprised. Looking at the crystal ball on a small shelf below him, there was a young man with white gauze wrapped around his head. He was eating green grass and looking happy.

It was rare to smile happily, he shook his head gently, and then the picture changed. One of them, the boy with yellow hair, was laughing actively, which caused the other three people to look different, either angry, disdainful, or calm. In short, he watched in obsession.

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