夕阳西下时三头狼走出北边的山林,在大地下霜变白时顺着灌木丛一路小跑。它们已经有几天没有闻到血腥味了,个个饥饿至极。走在中间的那头狼抬起硕大的头,用饥饿的眼神小心观察周围。它浑身铁青色,后背高大,脖颈短粗,看起来雄壮有力。这只雄狼像是听到了什么动静,闻闻地面,在原地稍作停顿后又跑起来,身后扬起雪花。一串脚印从远处来,穿过山林外的雪地,进了北边朦胧的高山上那片黑压压的原始森林。无意间看到一个人新鲜脚印的三头 Three wolves walked out of the north of the sunset when the sun sets, in the ground under the frost turn white along the shrubs trot. They have not heard the smell of blood for a few days, all extremely hungry. The wolf walking in the middle lifted the huge head and looked carefully around the hungry eyes. It is covered with iron blue, tall back, short neck, looks majestic and powerful. This male is just like what the hell heard the news, smells on the ground, ran a little pause in place and raised snowflakes behind him. A string of footprints came from afar through the snow outside the woods and into the dark, virgin forest on the faint mountains of the north. Inadvertently see three of a person’s fresh footprints