At midday, when the team arrived at a call tree bead villages notch comrade temporary decide: all journalists all XiaChe, only keep television and a photographer with WangShunYou move on.
I looked at the distance, blankly lost heart. There's a long long way? That is not all show another life? That single I longed for can touch and feel the letters on the heart? ... One question mark, like a hook in hook me up, I can't resist.
Thanks a million notch comrades in silence after a long time, he exceptionally approved my request. After this, we got into the true sense of the primeval forest. Mountains crisscross of exceptional, ancient tree dec.15, cliff also more and more risks, many places is almost stepped on the cliff progression. When I ride a horse, and walked in a period of ZuiXian cliff, strabismus looks, a horseshoe outside is bottomless miles-rock cliffs, I dare not out of atmospheric, hands tightly grasps the saddle, mind constantly flashed in one thought: in case of horses on slippery? In case... Would dead? Will... .
The horse all do not "what if", it took me to carry over. At that moment, I silent to tears. Not for themselves, but for WangShunYou. In such a life and death on the way, he walked 3.3 days a year, continue walking. He by? He for what? In this simple township YouYuan heart, this is how persistent belief? And this is how hot loyalty?
Road in front of me become gradually living object, I can feel inside and it has become more and more in-depth exchange of views.
Near evening we rolled over the altitude of 4,000 meters LiangZi, henchard watts side slopes in situ camping. Campfire, a group of ten miles from running the mountains of the children, and we became a dance jump circles.
Drink a few drinks the WangShunYou also was pulled in, began his RuZuiRuChi shy and soon. Jump, suddenly, his hands wu wear face to cry, constantly from tears rolling down her fingers. He said he was so happy, tonight is like dream, 20 years, while letters on never seen so many people, He said that if every day there are so many people with him, he let go to meaninglessness, He also said that one person in the road so lonely, but he is still the path, because the mountains of folks quilted miniatures him. Blaze reflects his delight LianTang, open mind become not stop, and he spoke many and horses together of the story...
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