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An oasis of life full of strong appeal (reproduced)


Our hunting team was divided into several groups. With the help of the hunting dogs, seven or eighty zebras were forced to the sad cliffs of Mount Luo.

The sad cliff is a mountain peak on the Luolu Mountain. It is cut off from the middle by a sharp axe. Looking up from the Liusha River under the mountain, it looks like a line of sky. In fact, the two peaks across the river are about 6 meters apart. Both mountains are straight cliffs. Although the goral has four long legs with well-developed tendons, it is a good jumper in herbivores, but like the limit of people's long jump, on the same level, the strong male antelope can only jump out at most 5 In the far-reaching results, the female impala, the small goral and the old goral can only jump about 4 meters, and the super goral that can jump over the 6-meter-wide mountain has not yet been born.

At first, the gorals found themselves trapped in a desperate situation, panic and swaying. There is an old goral, I don’t know if the old eye is dim, I haven’t measured the distance, or I’m deliberately trying to do it. After a few steps, I quickly jumped back and struggling to jump. I wanted to skip the 6-meter-wide mountain. The result was more than 1 meter away from the opposite mountain. There was a mourning in the air, falling like a meteor. For a while, the sound of falling water was heard under the cliff.

After a while, the group of antelopes gradually calmed down. All eyes were concentrated on a tall, dark-brown, oily and smooth male goral. It seemed to be waiting for the male antelope to take out so that the entire population could be protected. A good way to extinction: There is no doubt that this male gazelles are the heads of the group of gazelles. The horns on the head are like two sickles, and the aunt calls it a slashing sheep. The slashing head sheep looked solemnly along the cliff and looked up at the blue sky after the rain. He screamed sadly and said that he could do nothing.

The group of antelopes swelled again. At this time, the rainbow that was washed by the rain suddenly appeared a rainbow, one with a sad cliff, the other with the mountain, and the opposite mountain, just like a beautiful bridge. The gorals stared at the rainbow, and a gray-black motherd antelope walked toward the rainbow, looking ethereal, and seemed to have entered an illusion state. Perhaps they do think that the illusory rainbow is a real bridge because of the high nervousness of the nerves, which can lead to the other side of life.

The body of the gray-black female goral has been shrouded in the dazzling spectrum of the rainbow, and it is necessary to step on the abyss. Suddenly, the scorpion head "咩-咩" makes a scream, which is often heard by me. The sheep are very different, there is no soft vibrato, no sweet and charming, and there is no desperate sigh. Although the tone also maintains the sheep's consistent peace, but the deep and powerful, reveals some unwavering determination.

With the roar of the slashing sheep, the gray-black motherd antelope woke up like a dream and retreated from the edge of the cliff.

With the screaming of the slashing sheep, the entire antelope group is quickly divided into two, the old zebra is a dial, and the young antelope is a dial. In the elderly gazelle team, there are male gazelles and female gazelles; in the young antelope team, the age is uneven, there are strong middle-aged gazelles, there are large impalas just entering the adult ranks, there are also Childish antelope. After the two divisions are separated, the number of gazelle is 10 fewer than the young gazelle. The scorpion head was originally standing in the young goral, and his eyes turned a few rounds back and forth between the two sables. He sighed with sorrow and walked to the old antelope with a heavy pace. There are 10 middle-aged male gazelles following the scorpion head sheep, and they also automatically come out from the young gazelles and fall into the ranks of the elderly gazelles. With such a turn, the number of two-handed gorals is roughly balanced.

Just then, I saw that a male goral came out of the old antelope. The male gazel snorted in the direction of the young goral, and a half-size gazelles came out. One old and one less went to the sad cliff, and took a few steps back. Suddenly, the half-sized goral flew forward. At about the same time, the old impala also ran quickly, and the half-sized goral ran to the edge of the cliff. Jumping across the mountain, jumping across the mountain; the old goral closely follows the semi-large gazelles, the first hook, and also jumps out from the cliff; this old one less jumping time is slightly different, the jump is also slightly There is a difference, the angle of the semi-large antelope is slightly higher, and the angle of the old gazelles is slightly lower, which is equal to one after the other, one high and one low. I was taken aback, how, suicide, old and young, and a pair to die? This half-size gazelles and this old gazelles can never jump to the opposite cliff unless they are inserted into the wings! Suddenly, a lens that I could not imagine dreaming appeared. The old gazelles, with their skillful jumping skills, appeared in the hooves of the semi-large gazelles at the moment when the semi-large gazelles descended from the highest point. The old impala's ability to jump is obviously better than that of the semi-large antelope. When its body appears under the half-horned antelope, it is just at the highest point of the arc, just like the two spaceships completed in the air. Like the docking, the four hooves of the semi-large gazelles slammed on the broad and strong back of the old gazelles, just like the one enjoying the springboard, which jumped again in the air, and the falling body miraculously rose again; The old goral is like a rocket shell that has been delivered by fuel. It is automatically out of the spaceship. No, it is more tragic than the rocket shell. Under the fierce kick of the half-size impala, the bird that suddenly broke its wings fell straight. Although the second jump of this half-size antelope is far less than the first time, the height is only half of the ground jump, but enough to cross the last two meters of the rest. In an instant, I saw the half-size gazelles falling lightly on the opposite mountain peak, screaming excitedly, and disappeared behind the meteorite.

The test jump was successful, followed by a pair of impala leaping volleys, drawing a dazzling arc over the mountains, and the successful flight of each young goral meant that an old gazelles had broken bones.

No crowding, no competition, orderly, fast flying. I paid great attention to the group of old gazelles destined to die, thinking that perhaps some of the more slippery old gazelles would sneak from the death to the new one, but I was shocked by the de novo At the end, no old gorals change positions for themselves.

On the sad cliff, there was only the slashing head that successfully commanded the group of zebras to fly. This group of impalas is not accidental. It is an odd number. The sickle sheep stand alone on the mountain. There is no young goral that needs it to be a stepping stone to the other side, and no one will fly it. But seeing it take a firm step, heading for that beautiful rainbow, disappearing into a splendid.

I didn't think that at the critical moment of the population extinction, the Impala could think of a half-saving half of the way to save the survival of the population; I didn't even think that the old gorals would go to death so calmly, they willingly use it. Life opens a path of survival for the next generation, thus creating the glory of life.

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