Shi Yan rewritten

Autumn is like the sky, and the yellow sand is pervasive. The west wind is fierce, like a ghost crying, and the pale yellow sunset falls down bit by bit. I rode slouchy on the skinny, looking for a place to stay. The Western sky seems to have been torn open, and the black curtain is gradually swallowing the earth. Just when I was unable to do anything, there was a small village in front of me, but unexpectedly the door of every household was locked, and there were weeds in front of the house. Even the stone tablets inscribed in Shiqian Village in front of the village were blurred. A few big characters. I couldn't help but shudder and trembled into this "dead city." Fortunately, God looked at me, and I finally found a place to stay in this desolate place.

This is a run-down house, the window is made of paper, although it can block the wind, but still can clearly feel the chill. The rooms are small, but they still give me a cabin and I am very grateful. It was an old man who received me. The hardships of the years have already left traces on her face. Her head is covered with silver hair. Under her two faint eyebrows, her eyes are covered with bloodshot eyes.

Late at night, there was a sudden spread of dogs outside the door, so screaming. Then there was a rush of violent knocking on the door. I put on a big cockroach and carefully looked through the window to develop the situation outside the door. "Quickly open the door, the emperor conquered, and quickly handed over the strong man of your family." A man outside the door shouted rudely. At this moment, I saw that there was a sly back in the yard. It turned out to be an old man. The old woman is anxiously urging him to flee, but he can't let go of this home after all, and he still tells the old woman about the things at home, and the knocking on the door is even louder. Just as the old man had just escaped from the wall, the door was opened. A few fierce and sinister scorpions smashed in, and the first one pushed the old woman to the ground and screamed evilly: "Mom, you want to exhaust the old man, so open the door so late. Take your home." The man handed it over." How fierce the voice of the mess! The voice of the old woman crying and crying is so heartbreaking! "Grandpa, there is no one else in the house. My three sons are going to guard the city. The two have already stood in the battlefield, one has an audio, but it is also a sneak peek!" said the old woman. "Less, there are a few people in your family who shut me down. Anyway, I have to hand over one today." "There is no man at home!" Suddenly, a burst of crying came from the house intermittently. "Death old woman, you still dare to lie to us, who said no one in the house?" Then he wanted to break into the door. The old woman saw the situation is not good, busy holding the sleeves of the pleading pleading: "Adult, that is the grandson I am breastfeeding, not yet full moon. Because he is, so his mother still refuses to leave. You can not let him Go to the front line. If you don't disappoint, let me go to serve, maybe you can make a breakfast for the soldiers before dawn." The servant said with a smile: "If you can cross the difference anyway, let's go with us now. You But it’s a big deal. Haha!”

I couldn't help but grieve and anger at the heart, and pushed the door open, letting the screaming wind raging to me. Looking up, looking up, only the moon was left alone and could not find the footprint of the stars. After I went back to the house, I lie on the bed and turned to the side. I couldn't sleep at night. The sobs from the next door pierced my heart like a knife.

The sky finally lit up, the drizzle, the mountain and the farewell to me, only the old man. His eyes were red and swollen, and I watched him leave, and the back was so thin and pitiful, leaving only deep helplessness and self-blame. The rain is still down. I am walking on the small intestines. I can’t tell if it’s rain or tears...