A thousand blows are still strong, and the wind is blowing in the east, west, north and south.

The pace of running never stops? Our youth will never end?

? After two days of non-stop training in the provincial capital, I can finally sit down and share my wild things with you. I can't wait for this moment.

? About Siming asking Qiu, I have long heard of her beauty and her difficulties, but more of them are the legendary storm Siming's abuse. I don't want to be a hearsay person, so I have to take a walk in person and talk about my experience:

? Generally speaking, the beauty of the track is beyond doubt. The mountains are full of towering old trees and winding peaks, colorful, like an overturned palette. The beauty is breathtaking, but the point is that there are mysteries everywhere, and any beauty is not without reason. The endless leaves and slopes are beautiful, in one word: slippery; The flowing stones covered with moss are slippery as hell; The mountains are mountainous, and only the rugged rocks can highlight its beauty; The endless stone steps make you feel desperate. However, to sum up, the climb is relatively gentle and there are not many steep slopes.

? I'm not a new cross-country player. Apart from several first-aid runners, Xinchang has participated in three 30-to 50-kilometer races since New Year's Day this year and won awards. So although I was a little anxious before the game, I was still full of confidence.

? Send a makeup photo as usual. I have prepared two bags of energy glue, two salt pills and several packets of nuts. I am filled with admiration when I think that every CP food is waving to me tomorrow.

? It rained on the first day and miraculously turned cloudy that morning. Less than six o'clock, my husband and father, who are volunteers, arrived at the stadium together. Eating duck eggs, sweet potatoes and corn prepared by my mother-in-law, and drinking a large cup of espresso, I feel full and full of energy. I met Xiao Li, Xiao Keai, and junior high school boys. Let's take a group photo together, haha!

? Everything was ready, and I squeezed into the arch early before seven o'clock. Looking at me standing in position C, I can see at a glance that this man is full of fighting spirit.

? The 53-kilometer team fired at 7: 00 sharp. I followed the crowd at my own speed and walked through the village in about five minutes. After three kilometers, I began to climb the mountain. The slope is not steep. It's about seven and a half kilometers to CP 1. I looked at my watch and thought that Zhu Hui, 33 kilometers away, was leaving now. Because I'm not hungry, and I made an appointment with Xue Mei, a volunteer from CP2, to prepare delicious food for me, so I only drank some water and ate half an orange non-stop.

? The road to CP2 is more difficult than before. It took me nearly an hour and a half to travel more than eight kilometers, and Xue Mei's eyes lit up when he saw me. Immediately, the hot ginger tea was served, and I drank it all at once, full of pride: another bowl! Took half a banana and embarked on a journey. ?

? Next is a section of highway spiraling downhill. All the way down, the pace of more than four minutes, about a kilometer away, I met Mr. Zheng waiting at the roadside and shouted to me from a distance: Come on, women are fourth, and there are more than a kilometer uphill. In my heart, I only heard the first half of the sentence, and the second half went in one ear and out the other! Downhill made me feel so good that I caught up with the previous male runner and continued to run. I didn't care to look at the road signs, and I galloped for more than three kilometers. When he turned to me, did you see the road sign? The sentence "Xiaoguang goes up the mountain for one kilometer" suddenly jumped out of my mind. God, the whole person is not well.

? Two people turned to look for uphill intersection, heavy footsteps. They are not in the mood to run at all. They called their husbands. He dumped a sentence, so stupid that he couldn't read the road sign, which made my depression soar. After climbing back more than two kilometers, I finally found the red ribbon, which is another remorse: stupid, stupid, stupid. After going through all the hardships, I got back on track, and my running friends encouraged me to cheer. Maybe there are not many women in this half hour, and you still have hope.

? After a steep slope, I came to a paradise with towering old trees and overgrown weeds. The beauty of the primitive has been vividly displayed here. Turning a corner, I met a stream and a small bridge. There is a photographer squatting on the bridge-the little flower bug. Oh, is this a special project for me? Adjust the state quickly. The little flower bug is really the fastest in the photo shoot, flying 30 meters away in the blink of an eye. Raise the camera and signal us to rush.

? After taking photos, we have made up for the small flower bug, and there is still a long Xikeng Road waiting for us. If we are attracted by its flowing beauty at first, our mood will gradually become more and more impetuous. The slate in this water is wet, greasy and covered with moss. If you are not careful, it will slide into the water, so you must concentrate, use your hands and feet and crawl forward. However, despite caution, the accident happened inadvertently and quietly. I only heard a whoop. I looked back and looked down at his painful expression, and saw his left leg lying softly on the slate. A ten-centimeter-long incision slowly cracked under my nose, even seeing white, and then blood flowed out quietly. What should I do? What shall we do? I subconsciously took out my mobile phone to call my husband, but found that there was no signal. After waiting for more than ten minutes, the phone finally got through: you call the organizing Committee. This reminder just reminded me of the rescue phone number on the number plate, and then contacted the organizing Committee to make a good positioning.

? The injured teammate is surprisingly calm, and men are men. Always said that it dragged me down, led me wrong, and delayed me for so long. He insisted on passing the stick he picked up on that road so that I could catch up with the previous player. So I took over as the leader of the Beggars' Sect, holding a dog stick and saying goodbye. I walked more carefully in anxiety and fear, slipped into the water twice, and my feet were all wet. On the way, I met Xiaoguang, who came to the rescue with a stretcher, which made me feel much more at ease.

? It took me three and a half hours to get from CP2 to CP3. At this time, it is 12:47, and there are only 13 minutes left before the closing time. I have long lost my desire to enter the top six. It is king to finish the game safely and not be blocked.

? When I saw CP3 volunteers, the first sentence was: I ran the wrong way and my running friend was injured. I'm relieved to complain like Sister Xianglin. I picked up hot cereal and drank two bowls in succession.

? If there is any idea of catching up at the moment, I will not think about it at all after CP4 runs the wrong way again. It seems that only a steep hillside can restrain me, and it is easy to indulge myself as soon as I get to the Panshan Highway. When I saw the red ribbon goodbye, I met several contestants. I caught up with a man and shouted "Come on" to him, but he replied: You have a great figure. Running after you is a pleasure. Judging from this joke, he is quite relaxed. Later, I heard that he had an old injury, belonging to the kind that can climb mountains but can't run on flat roads. He turned a corner and abandoned him.

I caught up with a slim and beautiful woman and accompanied her to CP4, which should be 34 kilometers. I raised my hand and saw that the watch had shown 40 kilometers, and the battery was insufficient to automatically turn it off. There is still 19 km to go, and it is inevitable to catch up with the night. I found Qian Qian, took my headlight, drank the hot porridge she handed me, and set off with an old man in Xiaogang. They chatted one by one and arrived at CP5 at 4: 27. Volunteers here are enthusiastic and keep asking me: Do you want noodles? Do you want porridge? Scrambling to peel oranges and grab irrigation bags. A little girl reminded me that there are more than 400 climbs in the next four kilometers. Actually, the height of the last mountain is not important to me. What I am afraid of is the darkness. I have walked more than 50 kilometers. At this point, completing the game safely is the only goal. There are still two hours before the clock-in time of CP6, so climb slowly.

Near five o'clock, it was dark in the mountains, and the two of us turned on the headlights and chatted from time to time along the way: fortunately, I was scared to death and had a companion. Be careful and climb slowly. Safety is the most important thing. Finally, an hour later, I arrived at CP6 and saw a row of volunteers punching in from a distance. I stood 50 meters away from the supply point and waited. I was moved. I guess they must want us to see hope as soon as possible! Volunteers at the supply point are still enthusiastic, and those who serve tea and porridge can't wait to feed us, especially boiled water. When I heard that I ran six kilometers more, I was even more distressed: it was too hard, too hard! A male volunteer immediately said that it was dark and the road ahead was not easy. Don't make any more mistakes. I'll take you there for a while.

? Although it was dark and the thread would arrive, we followed him out of a stone road. It's always downhill repeatedly, endless feeling! Finally, after walking nearly three kilometers, they came out safely and breathed a sigh of relief. They ran to the village together and walked along the street of Zhangshui Town, one kilometer away from the finish line. The woman who left CP4 suddenly appeared beside me. At first, I thought she had given up the game. Simple villagers stood on the side of the road, and the uncles and aunts gave thumbs up and shouted with concern: Still running? It's amazing, come on! Talking to each other: The two little girls have been running all day.

? It's almost over. The moment I saw the arch, I thought of my relatives and friends waiting in front. My blood boiled at once, and my lead-filled leg miraculously accelerated its pace. Afterwards, I remembered that I had forgotten the agreement to sprint hand in hand with girls of my peers.

? There were a lot of supplies after the game: scallion cake, tea eggs and rice cake soup, but I didn't have the strength to eat it, nearly 6 1 km. Should I eat a lot of calories? (Afterwards, I found that I succeeded in losing a pound.)

? Fengfeng asked me with concern: What happened? Are you okay? Kangbao was more direct, gave me a big hug and handed me a can of Siming autumn beer!

? I'm glad you came. He didn't realize that this "problem" had multiple meanings until he finished running. He could only understand it but couldn't express it.

? If you want to know, then 2020, don't ask, don't go!