- My relationship with the Scorpion, according to my opinion, will never become good friends.He may have a heart, but I can't appreciate it; he-or any cat person-has a heart, and that is entirely self-centered, exploiting people for his own good seems to be the main reason why he makes friends.In three or four months, I have not forgotten one day to see my dead friend's bones, but the Scorpion tried to stop me.On the one hand, his selfishness was evident;on the other hand, there was no“friend”in the cat's heart.Selfishness, for it seemed to be my sole responsibility to visit Mars; there was no such thing as”friends, "because he always said," dead, dead, dead.""The first thing he didn't tell me was the direction of the path to where the plane had fallen;the second, he was watching me.In fact, I slowly looking(if I walk along the bank, they will not find), always can find the place, but every time I get out of the forest outside half a mile, he always fall from the sky to intercept me.He cut me off, and he did not force me to go back;he was able to make me sad by telling me what was central to him, as if listening to a widow recounting her own difficulties, and putting aside my own problems with a snot and a tear.I think he must have laughed in the back of his head. I am a fool, but this thought cannot make me hard.I almost have to admire him.I didn't fully believe what he said;I wanted to see everything for myself.However, he had to prepare for this.He was not alone.But he always forbade them to approach me.I saw them only in the distance: as soon as I ran past them, I was gone from time to time, and it must be done by the Scorpion.
- For fans ye I decided not to eat.The advice of a large Scorpion is really the best thing to do: not to eat, not to eat will be thirsty, water is not easy to get; and also have to take a bath, how troublesome, we are experienced.It is too expensive to eat. it is not good to eat.Can not eat, no gas, do not eat many leaves will die...... I still decided not to eat.He had a snot, a tear;I knew it was his last resort;I could not relent;I could not be completely fooled by his plan to turn me into a man like a cat; I was already too honest.I want to restore human life, to eat, to drink, to bathe,I am not reconciled to become a half dead man.If you do not eat many leaves and can live the same, reasonable life, even if it is ten days and a half months, I will only live ten days and a half months, half Dead Alive, is to live eighteen thousand years I am not willing to do.I told The Scorpion, he can not understand, he must think my brain is a stone.Whatever he thinks, I've made up my mind.
- Negotiations for three days, no results.Had to take the pistol.But I haven't forgotten the Fair, put the pistol on the ground to tell the scorpion,“you killed me, I killed you, all the same, if you must let me eat many leaves!"You decide!"The Scorpion ran two feet away.He can't shoot me, the gun in his hand is not a grass stick in the hands of foreigners;he wants "I", not a pistol.