The real talent1600字
The life of the mountains, huge roar echoed in the mountain forests, it is logging machine working in day and night.Fell out, verdant trees, by villagers get on the car, to the city, and money to fly into people's pockets, the mountains people laughed from ear to ear.
Last month, the White House later junjie comes back from town, new car parked at the village, the villagers heard the news, have dropped her work and came to see.Take a look at this from the mountains to go out later, jun-jie bai, at this time a beige suit and leather shoes actually reflected light to clean, very handsome!Shao-an sun - this never crossed the mountains of rural youth, looked at her, then at jun-jie bai, the gap between them is too big.Is a big list of the intellectuals, is a rustic farmers, although in their early 20 s, but Ann hand calluses have less off several layers, long exposure in the sun under the skin appears dark.Look at this the young man surrounded by folks, shao-an sun gives birth to a sense of inferiority.
Jun-jie bai back soon offered to lead the villagers a mountain to get rich, the villagers heard a confused at first, when standing in the middle of the village committee of the yard jun-jie bai, pointing to the mountains above the village, brilliantly described his wealth after the villagers finally understand.Yeah!Their generation in the top of the head, the mountains, not is not bad!Not only the mountain, the mountain stone, dig out is a lot of money!People sitting around jun-jie bai, all discussion, from the excited face look, as if their own purse drum up already."The White House out of the a good kid!"People nodded.
"I don't agree!"A solid the words from the corner of the yard.Villagers one leng, can't help moving in that direction in the past, shao-an sun sitting there quietly, eyes were staring at the jun-jie bai, "junjie, you gave us the idea, the really revolves around the village?"Shao-an sun stood up and walked over to jun-jie bai, "once cut down a tree in the mountains, the village has lost its roots, like a pool without the source, to dry up in the morning and evening!"
"Us don't to develop the village in the mountains, is a waste of a cornucopia! I do so, nature will not harm the folks!"Jun-jie bai slightly dazed, immediately following the barge back.
Folks looked at the two young people in the middle of the courtyard in the heart is also a calculation.Shao-an sun although young, but he's smart, courageous, intelligent, is the head of the younger generation in the village.His words have to rethink them.Still, in their hearts, junjie is less than the more talented, too much, after all, is to see the world, there are people with folks want to won't disappointed!
Finally made the decision, in the village as jun-jie bai, a mountain to get rich.Village called Ann less to one side and center of persuasion he: "junjie is from the mountains we get out of the talent, the world will always than our people see more, you see..."Shao-an sun didn't speak up to the township gently nodded, a man turned and walked out of the committee.I do not know why, he always had a disturbing, be sure to do something, he was planning to.
The mountains began to busy.People look at logging, quarrying tools have been shipped to come in, one by one the punch., halfway up the hill the lush trees, like is no longer a piece of green bay, instead of absolute golden light, bouts of flashing before their eyes.
The busy scene lasted for half a year's time.A storm make forest reset silence.The whole day under the rain, the mountain of rock by rain drenched, gradually loose, the road became uneven.People in the village nest at home, not out.That night, can only be heard in the distance a few dogs barking, echoed over the village, the villagers in the dream to continue to grab off with the money.
Popping "bang!"A burst of rapid knock on the door, "mudslides! Wake up!"The villagers were shocked by the sudden "mud".Think twice, however, was a vigorous voice woke with a start, "quickly ran to the mountain, quick, come with me!"A one of the villagers was called up, panicky people ran out of the house, relying on the instinct to follow the present people desperately fled to the mountain.Mountain rumbled noise, huge stones with mud pour down from the mountain, in a twinkling the consumed most of the village.Hand out from the death of a people, finally completely awake.They looked at the foot of their own homes, tears flowing down along the cheek.Trees have been cut out, debris flow so easily swallowed their home.
"Forest is the root of mountain! No them, sooner or later we have to receive the punishment of the mountains!"Shao-an sun standing behind people, said with a low.Villagers go back and looked at him, that I think about it, it is this young man, a one to shout opened the door, saves them from the hand of death come over, looking at shao-an sun, his image tall up slowly, the villagers remembered that his original seat in a pond, people looked down, ashamed, lived to the age, is not as good as a kid.
"Mountain has been destroyed, and how to do?"
"Too late, at the beginning if only hear little Ann, alas!"People are finally starting to as regret for their own.
"Still not too late," shao-an sun said, pointing to the hills, "this a few months, I planted trees there, in the spring, we will continue to grow large area, slowly, into the same back to the mountains!"When people watched shao-an sun bright eyes, hearts full of hope.
"That's a good epigenetic!"Crowd acclaim!
"Yes! Is a good kid!"You echo.
Just, the mean shao-an sun, a long there is no record of formal schooling of youth in the countryside.
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