有的犀牛 生活在干燥而开阔的草原地带
有的犀牛 则喜欢栖息在浓密的森林中
他们吃的食物也不同
有的喜欢吃草 有的喜欢吃树叶 有的草和树叶都吃
像图拉就是生活在非洲草原的那种
一只非洲黑犀牛
犀牛的视力很差
人长什么样子它不大看得清
犀牛原本应该是老鹰 原本不该靠嗅觉生活
不过大多数的动物都是靠嗅觉生活的
居住在非洲草原的斑马、大象就是靠嗅觉发现危险、寻找猎物
但它们并不是嗅觉最强的动物
就我们所知有些动物的嗅觉比人强百万倍
秃鹰的嘴和鼻子两旁有个很大的开口，它们也是靠嗅觉觅食
有一种斯堪的纳维亚的海燕靠嗅觉捕食沙鳗和小鱼，甚至海蜇
蛇也利用嗅觉寻找猎物，它的舌头可以一伸一缩的品尝口气跟踪猎物
鲨鱼就更别提了
人是闻不到一百米以外的气味的
但人能闻到附近有什么好吃的东西...
柠檬？
对，是柠檬味的
柠檬味的明明。
What goes best with yellow wine
That must be peanuts
But not all peanuts match
The best match is the one fried with chili and pepper
Enough
No more need for anything else
Maybe they're the only ones for each other
The best way to drink yellow wine is to take small sips
Every yellow wine entry
The pure smell of sawdust will fill the entire mouth
Pinch another peanut and put it into your mouth
Chew slowly
Peanut aroma excavates the aroma of yellow wine
The aroma of yellow wine is blended with the aroma of peanuts
This feeling is like a touch
It's a happiness from the inside out
Oh, by the way
You must drink warm wine when drinking yellow rice wine
Is to use a bowl of hot water to pick up the wine glass
This is too important!
The warmth slowly unfolds in yellow wine
It's like a pair of warm big hands pressed against the lower abdomen
The feeling of safety
It's a feeling of infatuation
Yellow wine is best drunk at night
Actually, it's because I like to drink it at night
Sitting in the dim light
Listen to soothing music
I like quiet
My favorite yellow rice wine is at this time
It becomes an unzipped password
Remember the day when I broke the seal on the wine jar
The first mention of yellow rice wine we mentioned together
It emits the pure smell of sawdust
It suddenly became my favorite
perhaps
I'm really old
Holding a cold purple flower
Walking in the vast plateau
The mountain road is long
He wanted to jump into the golden lake
Rub your frozen hands
Feet on snow and mud
He looked up at the red glow in the distance
The glow kissed him in the mouth
Black Forest
Cracked glacier
He approached the ice dragon and the fire phoenix
Maybe a miracle
He missed the wind and sand
About in that old place
Follow me to the desert
Got shot in the mouth
He was on an iceberg in the distance
Wearing black cotton padded clothes
Hold the coffee in your hand to keep warm
Thoughts wander in eighteen thousand miles
It is a black forest
He couldn't wait to walk into the tall building
Meet this white butterfly
Walk into the dream together
It's time to take medicine again
It's like I'm a patient
I know the medicine is not good
Can eat everyday, also be used
The doctor said that he could go out to let the wind out after eating the medicine
It's more important to let the wind go than to take medicine
I don't know if it's awe or escape. I still don't want to admit that I'm thirty years old
Confucius said, "we stand at thirty!"! But in the past 30 years, I was like "wasting my life". Others were struggling, others were buying houses, others were getting married and others were having children. I didn't do any of these things. This year, my mind occasionally fantasized that I was young and still had physical strength. Even if I immersed myself in warm water, the programmer profession could make me at least 35, at least not make me "idle" now!