第五十章 (第3/3页)

esanddaxingdistrictbirch，wejustwethattheforestfiresin86，theoriginalforestareburntout.

    Neverseethatwantustofiveorsixchildrencamptogetherhandinhand，toholdbacktheheavenofthetree.

    Thebirchtreesherehaveadultsthethicknessofthewaist，Ikindoftouchedthesmoothbark，thankstothebirchbarkcannoteat，orevenwerestrippedtogiveapersontoeat.

    Duringafewdon‘tknowwhatisthetree，wasverytallandthebranchesareveryhigh，thetrunkisveryrough，likepiecesofgiantscalesandhardandroughbark.

    Adirtroadinthewoods，winding，duskfellfullofyellowleavesontheroad，thewindblowstheleavesswirlflying，likeawomenwhodressinyellowskirtisdancinginthewind.

    Suddenlargestonesblockedinthesideoftheroad，infrontofawoodenbridge，bridgeplateisnotlikeappearanceofcorrosion，thekeyisthisisabrokenbridge.

    Thewaternottoodeepbutverywide，distancefromtimetotimeonthewatercomeupwerealsodon‘tknowwhatthereistoodirtyorunderwater.

    Graydrewupinfrontofthebrokenbridge，turnheadtomeintears，whenelderbrotheralsoworkedasadog，itmovesIstilldon‘tunderstand，Isuddenlyrealizedthatit‘snouseofwhitemaleconsciousnesstocommunicatewithme，butwiththedog‘sbarking，Ilookedupatthebearchildren，sheisalsolookupatme，smallsevensawmyoneeye，seemtounderstandwhatImean.

    Wecommunicatewithconsciousnessisdistancelimitation，isnotcan‘t，justdistancewithconsciousnessofcommunicationwillbeveryconsumptionofgas.

    Icametogray，itflatteringsquintingshookhistail，appearstohavetorealisethathisposition，etc.Foranopportunitytolearnabout，hisnewplayergrowingupandnoweverythingwhatyoudidtomyhousebefore.

    Grayasthebrokenbridgecallthebelow，ah，I‘mbyyoursiderightnow，youcanusetheconsciousnesstotalk(theguywiththedog‘sbodytoslip)

    Youseebelowabambooraft，Iamalookatthebrokenbridge，soitisdownbelowastake，stakeboundwithastrongrope，oneendoftheropeinatwometerswideonthebambooraft，abambooSPARinclinedonthebambooraft.

    Wehavealongway，tocrosstheriver.

    Myeyesintheback，outliningthecowardandtighttightstickbehind，andoldmamakiddo，pickedupthebearchildren(mainlyconvenientcommunicationwithseven)kickedgrayass，go.

    Fortunately，thebridgeisnothigh，itfromunderthebridgeflexiblelongitudinalandfallsonthebambooraft，Iembracethebearchildren，tookadeepbreath，behindthespinefromathermodynamicandobviousroyalQiGan，undermyhearthappy，aholdingbreathholdbearchildrenfirstleapinthebambooraft，feetwhenIhastentolowwaist，legsopenkeepbalance，wedirectlytotheothersideoftheline

    Himselfnowfamiliarwiththepowerofthedreamspaceandskills，asifthemoreintegratedintothespace，tooneselfintherealityontheothersideofthememorybecomesweak，nomatterhowtosaytheroadislong，oneselfalsoisjustasmallwhite.