Duan Dian predicted that his mother would rummage through boxes and cabinets to find the camera, so he moved the camera in advance.

Duan's mother, who couldn't find the camera, was so anxious that she went crazy, her face was red, her hair was messy, and she looked completely different from her usual administrative staff.

"Get out the camera yourself!"

Looking at his mother's bloodshot eyes, Duan Dian was already in tears, choked up and unable to make a sound.

Maybe he couldn't figure it out himself, why did his mother become like this?

He couldn't understand how a woman was oppressed by life after losing her husband in middle age.

"Mom..." The boy whimpered like a drowning cub: "Mom..."

He doesn't seem to be calling 'Mom', he seems to be calling for help...

"Mom..." Don't do this.

When Duan's mother saw that her son didn't find the camera, her mood became more and more unstable, and everything in the room suffered.

The guitar leaning on the bed was like a big knife in Duan's mother's hand, cutting a boy's room to pieces.

The dusty drawings on the desk were swept to the ground, like autumn leaves.

The pulpwood-colored wardrobe door leaned against the wall, and the ceiling lamp was dangling and dusty.

"Mother……"

"Photography! I tell you to learn photography!"

"Mother……"

"That's how your father died! You still have to learn photography! You are all such irresponsible people!"

"I don't care about the things at home. I go to work alone and then go home to take care of the housework!"

"You all just need to chase your dreams!"

"What a shitty dream!"

"Go to hell!"

The house was in a mess, and there was no place for anyone to stay. Duan Dian leaned against the wall in a daze, and his first reaction was that he was glad that the camera had been moved ahead of time.

Fortunately, his incomplete dream was not completely shattered.

-

A night of cold wind blowing electricity and nightmares again and again, it was a golden light that suddenly appeared in the sky that woke up the boy lying on the bench in the park.

He held his chest all night, and there was an envelope there, the only thing that was warm right now.

In fact, he thought about taking pictures wherever he went, but in the end he overturned the comfort policy and decided to go straight to the snow-capped mountains.

He felt that his father must have seen some wonders at that time, thinking that if he conquered there, would he conquer the difficulties?
Snow mountain, snow mountain!
It's cold, you should buy some equipment.

Duan Dian looked down at the envelope, there was 1000 yuan in it, and if he bought the equipment, there would be no travel expenses.

So, finally come to a compromise.

Walking to the snow-capped mountains, earning extra money by shooting along the way.

As the only map, his mobile phone needs sufficient power, so it cannot be turned on frequently, and every time it is turned on, it will consume power.

In order to save power, every time the screen is turned on within 5 seconds, it will be turned off immediately.

In a short time, he memorized a few coordinate points, and then walked from the bustling street to the deserted foot of the mountain.

Fortunately, on the way, I met a friendly boss and chatted with him while buying a bottle of water. Duan Dian asked if he could recharge the battery, and he agreed.

There are more or less shops on the road I walked before, but after crossing this mountain and going back, there is a long, long road, which is all wilderness.

Duan Dian looked at the few rations left, and thought in his heart that it might not be enough, but he didn't care too much, and strode into the mountains.

There is always a way to keep him alive.

The mountain is so big, there will always be some hares, pheasants, etc., and even if it's not good, there are some wild fruits that can be eaten.

Because the situation was rather embarrassing, he had to save money on food and clothing, and he had to plan for a rainy day.

In the past, he would never worry about the cost of food and clothing, but now he has to count the morning, noon and night for what he eats every day, and the clothes he wears are nothing more than those two pieces. To ensure cleanliness, he will stay for half a day when he passes by some small rivers , wash it.

When he encounters some delicious wild fruits, he will fill the entire backpack, because it is too full, so sometimes he will walk two steps, and a few wild fruits will fall from his body.

He could never catch a passing hare or squirrel emerging from the grass.

"I didn't want to eat you, why are you running so fast? Just let me rua."

Walking the mountain road alone is too lonely.

Not even a single person to speak.

He was talking to himself like a lunatic, and when he came across some shaking weeds occasionally, he was afraid that a savage would jump out, and when he found some small animals, he would subconsciously chase them away.

As soon as he pushed it, the wild fruit jumped out of the bag, and he had to turn around to pick it up again.

Repeated this several times, he became much calmer when he encountered shaking weeds.

In fact, every time he prayed in his heart: don't be a snake, don't be a snake.

It turned out that in autumn, it was still a bit cold in the mountains, so he guessed, did the snake hibernate early?

Once, Duan Dian was so hungry that his eyes stared at gold stars, and suddenly a flower snake emerged from the grass. He thought it was too disgusting to eat, but out of human survival, he lit a sacred fire.

Peeling was too bloody, so he didn't do it, thinking that it would crack by itself when it was baked.

In the end, there were internal organs in the snake body, which were directly fried after being roasted for a long time.

Duan Dian was in such a panic that he failed to eat it. Damn it, he grabbed a half-meter-tall weed and put it in his mouth to show off.

"Hmm... I've been hungry for too long. It's not easy to eat grass to taste meat." Just when Duan Dian was still wondering why he could taste meat, he saw half of the worms out of the corner of his eye and almost choked his stomach. Buckle it out.

'bah bah bah'

'vomit--'

"Damn, it's disgusting." Duan Dian raised his head to the sky and screamed, and then when he fainted from hunger and exhausted, he saw a lot of wild blueberries growing on the ground with his half-opened vision.

Those blueberries are mixed with the dead branches of weeds, and they are full of fruits, which are a circle larger than ordinary blueberries on the market.

They grow very stealthily, and only a little light from the sky can be seen in the weeds.

Just this glimmer of light is enough to make them grow into such a lush appearance.

Duan Dian had a flash of inspiration, took out the camera with the remaining physical strength, lay on the ground, the camera went through the roots of the weeds, and he wanted to take a picture of this scene.

He tried to color the color bit by bit, because he hadn't had time to learn a lot of book knowledge because he was new to it, but because of his father's enlightenment, he paid attention to many photography enthusiasts.

It can be regarded as an amateur, at least more sensitive than those novices.

At the moment when this photo was taken, Duan Dian held it for a long time to appreciate it. Somewhere in his heart was exhausted, because of this photo of adventure in the wild, he got another stream of sweet spring.

It only takes a little bit of sweet spring to make the young buds of dreams bloom in the dry land in the boy's heart.

The only time he used his mobile phone to time out was to share this photo with Jiang Niannian.

The moment he sent it out, he suddenly wanted to withdraw it, for fear of disturbing her life.

After waiting for a while, he sent a few more words.

[Student Jiang Niannian, please don't reply to me. 】

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