Hong Haier's full-text reading

A clod the size of a big head rolled several times in the air and landed on the right side of the sun terrace with a splash. Those who stole sparrows were really scared to death. They flew to the roof screaming. Zamao dared not slack off, jumped up with the sound and barked at the blue-gray ripples. Sparrows jump up and down the tiles defiantly, coveting gold, but afraid to daydream again.

Everything calmed down and there was silence all around. The sun is bright and white, and there are no clouds in Wan Li. Summer heat will spread from top to bottom and around. In the distance, there is dazzling heat on the surface. There is a sweat on the tip of the thin eyebrow, which itches like a bug. A touch of thin, wet palms. Thin suddenly felt thirsty and wanted to make a fire in his mouth. There was a piece of charcoal burning in his throat. He hummed to Zamao: "Zamao, look at those informers. Don't let greedy things peck at Gu Mi. In the evening, I will go to the bald butcher for bones to reward you ... "

Zamao seems to have a point, too. He called "stubborn" twice.

Thin came to the well, so he knelt by it. Head into the water, "goo" mouth, just took a long drink, from top to bottom is cold. Thin, I suddenly saw the reflection in the water, and my face was still so thin and narrow.

Thin and thin, I thought: Why are you not fat? The days are getting better and better, and you haven't eaten less.