精彩片段The rain came hard that night,and red clay1)ran down the hillside into our hair and down our backs.The three of us sat shivering with wet blankets hanging over our shoulders.I realized I’d made a mistake.Papa had always told me that shelter was the most important thing in the forest.He said you could go for days without water and even weeks without food,but being caught out in a storm would get you sick and maybe dead. The rain came hard that night, and red clay1) ran down the hillside into our hair and down our backs.The three of us sat shivering with wet blankets hanging over our shoulders.I realized I’d made a mistake .Papa had always told me that shelter was the most important thing in the forest.He said you could go for days without water and even weeks without food, but being caught out in a storm would get you sick and maybe dead.