Tropical Rainforest Adventure Tour

I went on an adventure to the rainforest with a knowledgeable biologist and my curious and lively sister. As soon as we entered the rainforest, it was pouring with rain, bean-sized raindrops falling on the ground. We drizzled while we built a simple hut under a sturdy, tall tree and lived for a few days.

Suddenly, a shout woke me and the biologist up. We looked at each other and saw that my sister's bed was empty, and the laughter was clearly from my sister. We immediately jumped out of bed, climbed out of the shed, and darted in the direction of the barking. Just a short distance away, we saw a wet map on the ground. I thought to myself: my sister must have taken the map and gone out to explore on her own. As a result, she was in danger. Suddenly, another cry came, and I stuffed the map into my pocket, turned around, and ran with the biologist in the direction of the cry again. After a while, we found my sister, she was lying on the ground, the flashlight was in her hand, the light was still on, there was a bright red slit on her ankle, next to her there was a small spider, full of hair, a red "x" shape on the body, extremely conspicuous. Her face was pale, her eyes were tightly closed, and her mouth made strange noises from time to time. The biologist thought for a while and pointed to the spider and shouted: "This spider must be the most and most poisonous kind, it is said that the wound of the injured person will have a lot of venoms......" "What! " Not waiting for him to finish, I shouted, "how to treat ah?" The biologist just came back to his senses: "Oops, how did I forget the cure!" I was so anxious and sweaty that I told him to continue to remember the cure, and ran back to the shed, looking for it, rummaging around, and found a copy of the "Rainforest Survival Guide", and returned with it and the medical kit.

I ran back to where my sister was lying and roughly found the article on poisonous spiders, which reads "Wrap a bandage around it until no venom flows. Suck the venom out with an airbag to ......" the biologist heard and finally remembered the method. He quickly opened the medical bag, pulled out the bandage, and wrapped it while muttering. After a while, the venom seemed to have run out. We carried the sister back. The biologist was going to stay and look after my sister, while I was going to kill the harmful spider. The biologist did not forget to remind me before I left, "That spider is afraid of fire, you have to use fire to kill it ......"

I only had three matches that I could use. The first one, scratched, that heavy rain but impartially fell on the match head. "Damn it!" I roared! The second, I put it in a position extremely close to the spider, but at this time, the spider flew away, it may have sensed the light source. The last one, I looked at it desperately, my heart silently praying for it must be successful. I used my hand to protect the weak flame, chased the spider for a while, and saw it crawl into a spider's nest, I will use that match to stab hard as if all my resentment gathered together! Waiting for a long time, I lifted the soil to see, if the spider fruit was burned to death, I was not sure, and stomped with my foot, before returning to the shed.

Back to the shed, my sister just woke up, the three discussed being ready to go home to rest, but also to hurry to send my sister to the hospital for further treatment. Three people returned together.

In this adventure, I know that I can not easily move, need to prepare, think comprehensively, and then act.