Living to Aden, it is very good ~ Although the moon is like a dazzling light wandering in the sky, the black rag still covers the earth, where the brown and black texture and uneven side can not stop, these oval mountains in the eyes of silence backwards. The roar of the car was like a beast tearing apart the mysterious future, the wind blew up the tight wires left and right, the tower stood silently watching everything, and the red and yellow and dilapidated bungalow told the year. Occasionally the mountain herdsmen lit up lights and smoked, as if the gods were looking at the open grassland, and the fearless whispering - the dawn was behind Montenegro. The pond that appeared inadvertently began to reflect, the black horse faintly began to run under the long cloud, the white tower of the golden roof began to dazzle, reflecting the faith in the half-pole hut. These two days are a bit abnormal, the body wrapped in 5 hours of sleep obviously can not hold the extreme environment, high reaction and motion sickness are a bit terrible. Before dragging walking in the cold night: you are just like this... looking up and seeing the starlight in the sky, thinking of the hour grandpa kissing the brightest north star around me happy smile told me, suddenly feel that everything is worth it, the scenery continues.