The white snow field in the extreme day and the gorgeous northern lights in the extreme night, I wonder if they will howl like wolves. They multiply there from generation to generation, guarding the ethnic groups in the tribe from generation to generation.
The temperature in polar nights often drops to minus 80 degrees, and few creatures can survive. The people of the tribe hid in huts made of ice to keep warm. Only Alaskan Malamutes, they are not afraid of this harsh climate, climb the ice and lie on the snow, and insist on completing their tasks. Their coats are covered with snowflakes, and their eyelashes are almost frozen together, but the stubbornness in their bones makes them still stick to their positions, like a noble and rebellious prince, guarding their own territory. let.
In "Antarctic Adventure", I met this group of proud princes. They are so brave and tenacious. Faithfulness is their nature, and unyielding in their bones is their soul. They have wolf-like sharp eyes but more fiery dispositions than human hearts. In the vast sky and snow, the indifference of the ice-swept swept, I am amazed at the strength and courage of their running, they are exceptionally tall against the background of the ice and snow.
They are lovely children, chasing the beauty of the aurora, running and fighting happily; they are witty ghosts and spirits, who are united to hunt for food; they are brothers with affection and righteousness, relying on each other in the heavy snow. Abandoned; they are brave princes, daring to overcome fierce and sharp-toothed seals. . . . . .
The wind and snow covered their bodies, their eyes were full of expectations for the master, they stared at each other, tears blurred my eyes, their eyes made my heart hurt; the plane took off, they were a little helpless and willful, but more It was the loyal guard who watched the shadow of the master get farther and farther away; the storm blew away the flag, he resolutely broke free from the chains and stubbornly chased it back; the scene of them fighting against the seals regardless of their lives brought tears to my eyes again. . . ------Come on, kids!
Old JACK is dead, but he is brave and determined.
There are too many mysteries on them, they come from distant and exotic lands, just like the tombs of the Egyptian pharaohs, they have mysterious power, they are handsome polar princes, with lifelong glory.
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