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Under the clear sky for thousands of miles, there is a continuous forest, lush and full of the strength and firmness unique to mature men. From time to time, one or two wild rabbits sway their heads and tails in the forest, three or four lively squirrels jump over, five or six colorful birds fly over… The verdant Zmagny River flows endlessly eastward, providing a continuous source of nutrients for various creatures in the forest.
Lao Zhang was a retired soldier who responded to the national call after changing jobs. Before he could get married and have children, he took the initiative to request to work as an ordinary forest ranger in Limu Village, located on the southwest border. Although it is a village, there are not many houses. On the bank of the Zmagny River, a few pieces of canvas and a few thick pieces of wood make up Lao Zhang’s residence. Over time, the sturdy wood sprouted new shoots, a lush green, without the carving of reinforced concrete, but becoming increasingly integrated. Here, besides the majestic forest behind him, Lao Zhang’s companion only had the gentle yellow dog at his feet.
In this treasure land that is not afraid of the hustle and bustle of the city, on this morning, as usual, Lao Zhang put on a short shirt with a few patches but clean clothes, made a pocket, wore a straw hat, picked up a sickle, put a small knife around his waist, led a yellow dog, and threw himself into the embrace of the forest. Lao Zhang followed the predetermined inspection route, humming a tune, and pondering whether he could encounter any good game at noon. At this time, it is the sixth month of the lunar calendar. As the saying goes, the sky of the sixth month – the face of a doll – changes as it says. The weather is unpredictable, accompanied by lightning and thunder, and a heavy rain is coming at any moment. Lao Zhang didn’t care much about the wild game anymore. He picked up the yellow dog and ran into a nearby cave, one person and one dog, sitting in front of each other, hoping for the sky to clear up.
The rain outside the cave gradually subsided, and the yellow dog suddenly jumped up. Lao Zhang suddenly saw a spherical lightning bolt swooshing towards a withered old tree not far away. The yellow dog bit Lao Zhang’s pants tightly, afraid that he would leave. Lao Zhang narrowed his eyes and tightened his heart, shouting, “No, thunderstorm!” Despite the obstruction of the yellow dog, Lao Zhang ran straight towards the withered tree. When Lao Zhang arrived under the tree, the flames had already begun to grow in the gradually subsiding drizzle. Lao Zhang picked up the sickle in his hand and continuously cleared the branches around the withered tree. As the flames continued to spread, Lao Zhang continued to work hard. At the same time, Lao Zhang patted the head of the yellow dog, pinned a burnt piece of wood on the collar, pointed down the mountain, and the yellow dog rushed out like an arrow that had left its bow. Lao Zhang watched the yellow dog go away, his mouth slightly raised, showing a rare smile on his face
More than an hour later, the fire brigade arrived and there were planes hovering in the air. With timely arrival and coordinated combat, the fire was brought under control. When they were cleaning the scene, they were stunned by the scene. A middle-aged man covered in black, holding a sickle and a small knife, lay in a verdant place that the flames had never passed by
Afterwards, the superior posthumously awarded Lao Zhang first-class merit, and at the same time, he did not forget to rush to the yellow dog that reported the news and awarded it as a meritorious dog. From then on, Lao Zhang’s room was adorned with an additional medal and a touch of emerald green was missing.
When people clean up the relics of Lao Zhang and open his notebook, it says: If the world is peaceful, we would like the fishermen, woodcutters, farmers, and readers to wander the rivers and lakes. If the prosperous era is about to tilt and the abyss is on the side, our generation should die a thousand times.