The suffocating cold wave brings dangers that are as clear as words. Superman's depth is hidden in the strange sea of fog. It's snowing, like countless white dust shaken from the sky. The magnanimous ancient gold field opens its arms and waits silently for coverage and accumulation. This is the first heavy snowfall since late autumn. The snow falls silently, the cold current freezes on the golden platform, and the fire in the stone kiln for heating and cooking can no longer change people's shrinking posture. Inside and outside Tongdi Keng, people's activities are restricted by the cold. Even if they have a strong heart, they cannot work happily. But work cannot stop, and patience has become people's first need. In this case, Bruno Zhang fully demonstrated his perseverance that is more tenacious than others. He endured the wind and snow for a longer time than others, and he also had to put on a cheerful expression, and from time to time he would tell a few arrogant jokes that looked down upon the frost and snow. Bruno Zhang is a genius of patience.
"I boiled ginseng in the Coptis chinensis pot and managed to survive the bitter water until today. I had to wait until the third watch to hunt pheasants. It is difficult to pick flowers from the thorn nests. If you catch them, you have to pick them."
He always said this, and Song Nolan Ning, who had always been loyal to his own group, responded to him and sang a ballad: [Running horse and slipping to the mountains,
Push back the forest branches and shoot with a black gun,
If you don't catch a rabbit, don't ride it. 】
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