Hungry
(going out of the tent,sit and look at the bright stars,hear some sounds and look back)Oh,god,Gilbert,why do you sleep so late,we will go to war tomorrow. And maybe we Will be killed in the battlefield…
(going out of the tent,sit and look at the bright stars,hear some sounds and look back)Oh,god,Gilbert,why do you sleep so late,we will go to war tomorrow. And maybe we Will be killed in the battlefield…