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　　 1. The Cave
　　
　　 It’s a bright warm day, our camp plan had settled for several days. All fellows gathered at appointed place, the People Square, except two members who just decided to go an hour ago. It’s already 10:30 when we set out, one and half an hour behind our schedule.
　　
　　 For we hadn’t climbed mountain for a long time, we took a easy route. Around twenty minutes later, we arrived at YangHuPing where we got off the bus. After walking a mile even road, we began to wind a little path through a mountain , the HeJia Mountain leading to another small town, YanKou that was the destination of our two-days trip.
　　
　　 Having climbed for less than 30 minutes, we got to the spot where we put down our backpacks and got into a little bushy path that led to a cave. In fact, the cave was not special. But, the route we took was not a good one for viewing, most fellows but four guys wanted to get a close watch.
　　
　　 The path was very short, less than two hundred meters, but not easy to climb. We walked very carefully not to fall or be stung by thorns. We didn’t expect much for the cave, but it turned out that the cave was worthy of taking a close look. It’s huge but not deep. A lot of small holes scattered on its wall, just like the pits after a shower of gun shots. There were many very short stalagmites, from which still a drop of water dropped yet very scanty, but another drop wouldn’t appear for more than ten minutes.
　　
　　 It’s a bit grand to look down from the cave. HanXiao said it would be great to swing a huge swing hung from the top of the cave. ZhuangJie said the villagers would fancy it’s a fairy flying from the heaven if the person on the swing was JiuJiu, and ErBao a ghost at night. The girls all laughed on hearing of that.
　　
　　 TieJiang didn’t want to lose his chance to be a Spider Man. He climbed the cave wall and caused some screams from the girls and much concern. The girls took the chance to pose for the shooting.
　　
　　 Not only good scene could let people happy, good day and good companies could also make it.
　　
　　 We didn’t stay long in the cave. Half an hour later we were on our way again.
　　
　　 To be continued …

　　 “You damned human being , you are ruining not yourselves but our Forest Country . this planet is going worse and worse from you human being’s ignorance ” . I have never heard such furious and indignant voice .
　　
　　 “I wonder what you humman being think about this planet , you are ruining our residence while you keep advocating to protect our Reclusebeing . what a hypocritical ceature you humen being are ! ” added Rabby .
　　
　　 “what’s matter ? ” I inquireed .
　　
　　 “you don’t know that there were hundreds of Reclusebeing suicided yesterday at the bottom of the TM mountain ? ” said Rabby in a doubtful tone . “what the most hideous is that humman being reported such tragedy so lightly that they called it an event of the mass of mysterious death of animal and the reason of the death is under investigating . ”
　　
　　 Just that time , I remebered the news that i have read in some websites reporting about the mass of death of aninal . Before I could think it more , Rabby outraged voice almost tore my ear though the receiver , ” Don’t you human being know we suicided just for protesting against the increasingly fierce pollution ? yes , you human being never blame yourselves thinking all unexpected bad events with unknown reason as mystery . In fact , most of those bad events are caused by human being’s ignorance . ”
　　
　　 Indeed , I have to admit that what Rabby think human being of is absolutely true . So I couldn’t say a word just listening to Rabby in silence as well as with much guilty . The more surplus luxury we live , the heavier this planet is ruined , the nearer we come to the doomsday . Today , we can see less and less fishes in the river , less and less animal in the forest . Every time when i recall that I cought fishes in the river when i was a kid , or fished on the bank , or swam in the river with a lot of little fishes swimming idly near you , I feel all seems a dream , you can never enjoy that .

　　 Twelve silkworms have stayed for only four days at their home of paper-box that I prepared for them . Everyday morning , I change the paper cushion on which is full of waste of the little lovely creatures , i observe , through which those little thing have good digestion. I feed them with two or three mulberry leaves that i have bought sunday kept under a cool place . I have a blurry memory of what I have learned from farmer when i was a kid that silkworm can’t eat dewy mulberry leaves , though I have to sprinkle the leaves some water to keep them from withering . So I have to dry the leaves with clean handkerchief before i feed them . the silkworms seem to have a very good appetite , and the way they eat mulberry leaves is very grace as well as artistic . Many small hole left the leaves are all almost in the same size , as neat and beautiful as they are embroidering a delicate thing instead of eating their foods .
　　
　　 At the beginning , my interesting of feeding the twelve silkworms is great deal. But , only three day passed , my interesting decrease sharply to the point of being a burden. Not because i don’t like silkworms , but feeding silkworms worry me . I have thought it’s an easy thing to feed twelve silkworms , but after two days , it proves i am wrong . I have no knowledge about how to raise silkworms and I have no patience enough to care for them as well as supposed to be .
　　
　　 In fatc , feeding only twelve silkworms is absolutely not a tough things , but what make me feel it to be ? Partly because i can’t get much mulberry leaves to feed them , but , mainly because I lack of true scientific curiosities , i image , which is that i want exactly my daughter to have much more of that character than me . Sometimes I believe science is as great as the Lord.

　 Yesterday morning ,The rabbit Rabby who is one of my close friends came to my home , looking very miserable . I knew Rabby very well , there were so many unfortunate things happened to him in the past years, though he was an optimistic guy , but I know which was beyond his endurance . His gray face darkened much more as covered with black mask . ” oh , what a piteous guy ” I thought to myself , at the sight of his streaks of scratch marks in his cheeks with tears swelling in his eyes , the cloud of gloom overhanging his face , I knew why he came here . I came forward him immediately hugging him tightly , patting his back , saying lightly ” sit down , buddy , just cry out that would be a little better to relieve your sufferings” . No sooner had my voice died out than Rabby burst into tears , I had said nothing till he restored to peace .
　　
　　 Rabby was once a happy strong guy , he had once easily won four champions in the forest-country race championship , So you can imagine there were then a lot of girls adoring him so much that Rabby felt that he was the happiest man in the forest-country . After a struggling consideration , Rabby married the Beauty bear Beddie who was very pretty , lovely girl . But after two years , Rabby’s happy day was over , he suffered a great suffering that was unimaginable . One know Bedie loves honey very much , she ate five big bowls of honey a day. However Rabby didn’t know things of beekeeping , so he had to search honey for Bedie everyday around the forest-country because Bedie was so lazy that she never went out to get herself honey . During the first year , Rabby was satisfied with the sense of success of getting honey for his dear love , but afterward , his passion of love reduced a lot , and his strong-built body pined away into a little ugly wretched creature . from then , So more problems occured to Rabby , Beddie couldn’t eat enough honey because of Rabby being too weak to walk around , she often flied into a fury . You know Rabby was after all a man with much self-esteem , though he was very tender to Beddie , but Beddie has gone too far , Rabby fought against whatever Beddie accused him . the more fight , the more hatred , the less love . Finally Rabby had no confidence to the future , he cared for nothing but his son .

　　 A sunny autumn morning , she wakes up earlier than usual . With sunshine sifting through windows dazzling her eyes , she feels all freshly , the sporadical chirms of birds outside haste her to get up . She rushs over the window stretching her hands comfortably , opens the window widely inhaling the fresh air greedly . ” what a nice day ! ” she thinks cheerfully staring at fields where golden rice are dancing in the breeze . A unconscious surge of excitement gush up from her heart , she feels her face searing from pulse .
　　
　　 She rushs downstair out of the gate impatiently , and runs over onto the ridge of field joining the bash of sea of the gold rice . Her skirt is some wet with the dews sprinkled by waving rice , though some cool come onto her skin , her face beams reddening as the rising red sun . the fragrance of the earth mixing with the sweet of the rice heave her breast high as if she want to breathe in all the delicious air .
　　
　　 Obviously , she loves rural life , of which somebody think very boring , but for her , she never feels lonely and boring ,she has so much friends , the forest , the plants ,the fields , the birds , the animal . the way Communicating with her friends , which many people think it unbelievable , but she knows all it’s real as long as you put your heart in it . Speaking with them with heart , feeling them with heart , contacting with them by heart …
　　
　　 Many times , she dreams that she flys in the sky like a bird resting on the twig whenever feels tired and flitting through the sea of green lush forest whenever feels energetic, fleeting down and up the grand mountains , sometimes pecking little fishes in the clear water .
　　
　　 “Hi , sun is up high , the light is always in your bed , get up , darling ! ” her mummy high-pitch voice echoes in her bedroom searing her ears . ” you spoil my beautiful dream ” , she grumbles gloomly while she is busy with preparation for leaving for her office . ” what another boring day ” she thinks to herself.