Chapter 106 Volume Four 03 Beyond Sound and Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter.3

Then everyone stopped talking.I don't know who spit out a mouthful of phlegm angrily.At this time, we have another worry: it is best for them to urinate only once, and never defecate.Peeing is aesthetically pleasing to us, but defecation destroys our illusions.That is, from that time on, Bai Shitou developed the habit of not only caring about the front desk but also the backstage, not only the dishes on the table but also the peeling of onions and garlic in the kitchen.The final effect is that whether it is reflected in life or in art, he is deeper than us.When others praise him, he tends to talk to himself or mutter to himself:

"It's not a day's cold to freeze three feet." ... So when a group of troublemakers wanted to say goodbye to worries and fears and sing bold and hearty songs on the threshing field where the moon rose, everyone began to pick and choose among the eight model plays.Fortunately, each flower blooms alone, so we don't have to worry about choosing.We didn't have to make any effort, of course we still put in a lot of effort. Everyone picked the eight model operas like picking rotten pears or rotten peaches. Just because there are eight, the opinions are not very unified. ; but at the end of the picking, there were no more rotten pears in the basket to pick from, so everyone ruled out Hu Chuankui, Mrs. Ah Qing, Tiemei, Xi'er, and the disappointing Yang Bailao—the daughter People are deceiving people, what kind of brine do you drink? ──Finally chose Guo Jian with a bald head.It had to be him.It has to be "Eighteen Green Pines".There are exactly 18 of our troublemakers, the big pig's egg, the big toon tree, the bald man and Liu Laobian, the little Liu'er and the white stone... Aren't they 18 pine trees like rotten pears?So we passionately sang the boldness and heartiness in our hearts on the wheat threshing field in 1969.The big moon like an ice plate is rising slowly amidst our chorus.

to learn that A green pine on the top of Mount Tai Stand tall and proud of the sky Eight thousand miles of wind can't blow down Nine thousand thunderbolts are hard to blast (Big steam, that's what we want. We're invincible. To hell with them all. Storms, come harder! We're not the sad and mediocre people anymore. There's nothing going on in the world , mediocrity. Our minds are widened at once. Damn, what fear and worry are there? Why do we have to survive in the gap between fear and fear? We are not afraid! All fear and troubles are treated as It’s our practice. Everything in the world should become our attachment. When I’m afraid of all of you, I’m not afraid of anything. When I’m scared and ignorant of all of you When the storm comes, I will be invincible. Storm, come more violently!)

The scorching sun can't die Frost and snowy branches like iron dry as copper covered in wounds Stubborn extolled by noble people I have eighteen wounded to become eighteen pines ... But there is still a difference between us and the 18 wounded and sick.Although we are all strong and unyielding after being injured, but because of the different parts of our injuries, you suffer from external gunshot wounds, while we suffer from inner trauma, so while we are bold, we are not as straightforward as you.While we are bold, there is also a kind of echo and nostalgia for friends we have never met and distant places we have never seen.There is also a feeling of "it's such a joy to have friends coming from afar".When we sang our passion, we also produced a kind of tenderness, nostalgia and welcome, so it had the effect of echoing the sadness and fear before, and our feelings entered a channel of our own rather than someone else's lyrics.It is also in this sense that what we sing is our own song and not just a model play.We sang not only the front stage but also the backstage, not only the instructor but also Ah Qing and Ah Qing’s wife, not only Ah Qing and Ah Qing’s wife in this play, but also Tie Mei and Xi’er in other plays, Not only in the play, but also outside the play under the moonlight.Not only everything related to this play, but also friends and relatives who have nothing to do with it, not only the cousin who has been married and is about to get married, but also Lu Guihua who has divorced us and Niu who has been shot to death by the window As for Sanjin, there are not only these relatives we know, but also all the kind and kind people who walk on the road that we don’t know──Dear uncles and uncles, we will definitely hit it off─even those we have known since the first sight Those who are frightened are also in our thoughts now. Thirty years later, Bai Shitou met a mid-mature woman at a banquet—before and after dinner, he took extra care of this woman; After finishing speaking, he found a place for her to stay and picked out a new topic; the banquet was over, and Bai Shitou politely put on her coat again.The woman was so excited by Bai Shitou, thinking that she had found a bosom friend again. The thousand-year-old iron tree bloomed again today—is it about to bloom twice?So after getting dressed, he didn't leave immediately, and stood there waiting for Bai Shitou to propose a new arrangement as he had just talked—you can't provoke for a long time without any results, right?But at this time Bai Shitou said politely:

"When you get home, please thank your husband especially for me." The woman froze there for a moment.He thought it was Bai Shitou teasing her.So he blurted out and asked calmly: "why?" White Stone replied: "The last time I met a stranger in the lobby of a hotel, he was so kind to me!" The woman immediately understood this sentence in another ordinary sense, thinking that what he said was not about the facts and his true feelings, but regret for her age and her midlife—after provoking for a long time, she reined in her horse from the precipice So I was furious—fortunately, because of my status and upbringing, I didn’t immediately turn against him and yell at him, but gave him a hard look, and then kicked on my high-heeled shoes and walked away.All of a sudden, Bai Shitou was embarrassed there.At this time, a friend came up to persuade him, saying:

"Such a woman, ignore her." Or: "Such a woman, what do you recruit her for?" Or: "I don't see how old they are?" Or: "You have overdone this scene." "Anyone has to be in a hurry with you." Even my friends took it as a fake show.At this moment, Bai Shitou sighed sincerely, and said to himself: "Everything I said is true. I really want to thank her husband. I wanted to thank this kind of person 30 years ago. If I don't express this kind of gratitude, I feel stuck in my throat. It's really difficult to express a thank you. .If I call him directly, he will definitely not take it seriously, thinking that I am teasing him; seeing his wife today, I thought I found a twisted opportunity──Is this not a two-point theory but a three-point theory? Is there no misunderstanding? This means that the gratitude to one person can be transmitted to another through transmission, right? ── Who knows, it is still regarded as a misunderstanding and teasing.”

But 30 years ago, we expressed our friendship, longing and gratitude to all the people in the world without knowing it.Dear people, gather at our threshing floor.We even have a: Yo Yo Lu Ming Apple of the wild food I have guests zither blowing sheng feeling.This makes our pride not empty.This makes our pride soar from Guo Jianguang's empty slogans and concepts. ──Who knows that 30 years later, Bai Shitou will suffer the consequences?Thirty years ago, when we passed through worry, fear, pride and tenderness, our emotions were not over yet. We still had a kind of search and reunion after separation, wandering, hardships and dangers, and thousands of mountains and rivers. Emotions need to be expressed.What we are asking for is not only fear and pride—these processes alone are not enough, we also need a traditional reunion in Chinese drama at the end.It is not enough to simply have a search, after the search there must be a reunion.Only when we safely pass through the three stages of the relationship, although we have gone through hardships, are we finally reunited and reunited and landed safely, will we feel that a night on the threshing field in the country was not wasted, and then we can sleep peacefully with peace of mind.Think before going to bed, have you passed your fear?Passed; have the pride passed?After the search, is there a reunion and reunion?Yes; all the ups and downs in life──The process of our life has let us go through it overnight, and we can finally land safely and be safe and healthy; good people are safe in life; how are you, big brother?Well; how many little sisters do you have, all over the place; as long as you can live well, live well; where the hell are you now?I'm threshing wheat now... so I can safely and happily close the eyes of our eleven or twelve-year-old generation who grew up listening to model operas.We are sleepy. ──In a seemingly monotonous age, our life is not monotonous at all, but more colorful. ──So where does this poignant and ups and downs happy ending of search and reunion come from?From "The White Haired Girl".Dad is dead.Mother is married.The lover is gone.The landlord raped her.A man fled to the mountains.Give birth to a child in the cave.A stone crushed the child to death - for the sole reason: to leave no offspring to the rapist.three years have past.Strands of hair turned white... Finally, the sun came out.Landlords were struck down.The lover is back.Then began to look for Xi'er and the white-haired girl.Chacha was found in the cave.When the sun came out, Xi'er walked out of the cave, and her lover Dachun stood in front of her wearing a brand new military uniform.What can she say at this time?What can she sing at this time?The bitterness and joys and sorrows of the world are concentrated here.You too have mixed feelings.So the girl and Xi'er in our hearts──who among the 18 green pines doesn't want to become a big spring at this time?Who wouldn't want to protect her afterwards without risk? ──What did you do when the landlord robbed her? ──But our Xi'er has forgiven all this.She has gone through hardships and now she has figured everything out.The realm she has reached is even higher than that of Dachun.Stop worrying about the past and the past.Crowds of folks flocked to her.At this time, she had doubts: Is all this true?Who is the group of people in front of me?Who is this man in brand new military uniform standing in front of her? ──She was confused all of a sudden.At this time, the folks sang to remind her with tears in their eyes—this section is mainly sung by the big pig egg and the big toon tree:

The sun is coming out The sun is coming out hey drink dark days are over Brilliant today has come ... Then everyone gave a long drink and a long harmony: The sun is coming out The sun is coming out ... At this time, everyone took turns to play Xi'er—at this time, Xi'er put everyone and everyone's chorus aside, and only thought about the person in the military uniform in front of him—but at this point, everyone was a little bit fond of Xi'er. Dissatisfied, where does this leave the chorus and remind us?But since the opera is stipulated in this way, and what the opera is is not important to us, we didn't care about her and let her sing according to her nature-but the tenderness and persistence of the libretto came out. , Let us be moved and invested again.We took turns singing:

look in front of you who is Familiar and fresh again (What a profound and ubiquitous philosophy of life. I won’t talk about it.) (Then suddenly shouting:) he- He is Dachun── ... On the breezy wheat threshing field, we finally attributed the ending to Xier and Dachun. With the reunion and excitement of the two of them, we forgot all our fears and worries, sorrows and sorrows, boldness and gentleness──the beginning Fell asleep in a pile of straw. (Of course, in the tender and troubled summer night, we also inspired each other to learn self-masturbation and masturbation one by one. The first time in the world, how shaken and shocked we were. And often this is the same as the one in the model play The heroine is somewhat connected. In this sense, although we can learn this no matter what era we are in. It seems that we have always disagreed with the thesis that great eras make great characters. Because in fact, the opposite is not the case in history. It is the same as what kind of era is chaotic and chaotic to create great characters, or from the perspective of what era a great character grows in is the luck of that era, we also have to thank the revolutionary songs and revolutionary model plays in 1969.)

Then let's talk about the spring when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming.When the spring of 1996 is coming.From a distance, there is nothing, but from a close look, the grass and trees are green.The Prophet of Chunnuan River Duck.Unseen wild flowers are blooming in our fields.The colorful peach blossoms have burned our hills red.The endless rape blossoms have turned our land yellow.Even the earthworms woke up.All kinds of hibernating animals poked their heads out of the soil, struggled and swayed their bodies and showed us grim smiles. Thirty years ago, in this frightening season, even a group of us small troublemakers suddenly became shy and lost confidence in the future and the future.Grasses and trees that grow up one after another are luxuriant around us; the reality of verdant flowers blooming is right in front of us——in the past 30 years, those who trained us on the journey of life have begun to pass away one by one. Begin to leave us naked gradually.When you have covered our heads generation after generation, we are angry because the layers and crops of coverage on our heads are overwhelmed: with you on our heads, where are we? What about our early days?Where is the spring of us troublemakers?Please look at who owns the world in today's domain - it is the world of adults layer by layer, and there is no place for us to plug in everywhere.But suddenly one day, the layers and stubbles on the top of the head began to disappear──your non-existence and non-covering so suddenly caught us off guard, and we felt bald all at once, as if winter had passed away and spring had come. I'm not used to taking off the cotton hat on my head at once.When there is shroud and cover, we hate this kind of shroud, and the shroud feels like a kind of oppression. When the shroud and cover recede suddenly because the receding world begins to reveal its hideous true face in front of us, we suddenly feel that we have to face it alone. The world and the fear of facing the fact that we have grown up to be adults.At the same time, when adults hand over the world to us because of their receding, we feel that the passage of time is so fucking fast. In fact, at this time, we have already missed the age of adults, and our legs and feet have already felt inflexible. Already started to suffer from Alzheimer's disease early.Only at this time do we feel that the world is in our hands, and it is equally terrifying to see that the world is full of people who are suffering from Alzheimer's disease in advance and walking around in the realm of today's grasp.It's no better than the last batch of old people walking in this world.At this time, we wonder if this world is simply because time is walking?Is this a real thing?We used to hate and rebel against our predecessors so much.But when we become seniors, we feel particularly sad and nostalgic for these seniors who no longer exist.At this time, how will we look at and treat those latecomers and small troublemakers who are following behind us and growing up layer by layer?Just like when we were in 1996, how do we look at 1969?Can we abandon ourselves for caring for them?Our predecessors didn't do that, and you certainly wouldn't either.So many predecessors with extraordinary personalities showed a fox tail when they were dying, and I think you are no exception.It's just: when you show your fox tails, the world will also show its signs. Your end is coming—the day when you hand over everything in your hands to the troublemakers later is not far away.At this time, when you look back at the past, the only thing you can say is what the predecessors have said. At that time, you seemed nothing new. Now you have a deep understanding of how good, tolerant, profound and inspiring these words are. Think about it, it is what the bald old man, the big pig egg, the big Chunshu, the little Liuer... and others who left one after another in the spring of 2049 - there are such a group of brothers who all left in the same spring. The world that people feel vulgar and disgusting is also a kind of warmth and comfort to them──Everyone’s common saying is:

nonsense. In addition to this common sentence, the bald old man also said: "I used to think that the elders were ignorant, but later I realized that the elders knew everything, and they just didn't say anything." Big Pig said: "Fear turns out to be like a puddle of water in a dream." big tree said: "Now I understand spring." Little Liu'er, who finally left this world, was a fool all his life, but at this time, he actually used such a homely language to say something that made everyone feel relieved that he had finally changed.He said, "The familiar people and things have already left, so what do I still have?" Although this sentence made the troublemakers who later gained power a little unhappy, but because he said this sentence, he left happily-it was also a relief for the latecomers, so they also said against their will that Xiao Liuer finally became sensible ──It is not easy for the little uncle Liuer who has been muddled all his life to get such a definitive evaluation.Because in the last few years of his life, he had already degenerated into a scavenger picking up waste paper. ──When he was clear-headed, he murmured to himself that, in fact, his greatest ideal in life was to be able to work as a gatekeeper at the gate of a township factory in his hometown.But by this time he was terminally ill. ──Because he still made some contributions in some aspects, he is now considered a highly respected social virtuoso. In fact, a later leader is actually the reincarnation of a troublemaker from the previous dynasty. Before the Spring Festival, he went to the hospital ward to condolences He, there he grasped the leader's hand and murmured: "I can do this job well. Whoever calls me 'Master', I will let him pass; whoever treats me badly, I will not let him pass." On such a serious political occasion, the reporters of the TV station were shocked by saying such inarticulate words. How could this be broadcast by the people of the whole country?Unexpectedly, at this time, the leader also had a tacit understanding. Because of this murmured words, he suddenly felt a little sad. He held Xiao Liu'er's hand and said: "Sir, I actually want to do this kind of work too." Then he said, "Now I'll call you 'Master', just let me go." ... Unexpectedly, when the news was broadcast that night, the effect was surprisingly good. The leader's prestige increased by three percentage points because of this unexpected answer.Because a public servant who wants to be an old man, can he not be a good public servant serving the people?Can we not do our best for our country? ... Spring breeze willows sweep our lives.Worms, talk, birds, birds, birds, geese, geese, fly away, turtledoves, turtledoves, come back.Each of us held a small bottle in our hands, and we ran chasing the flying turtledoves in the green wheat field.We caught the flying turtledoves in bottles, took them home and pressed them under our urinals, and waited for my mother to feed the chickens the next day.The endless green wheat fields --- there are many tender green vegetables that can be eaten in the wheat fields, the fire clouds that are burning red in the western sky, the villages that are full of smoke, and the children's shouts in the distance in the twilight --- after more than 30 years, Baishi I still heard these shouts from the balcony of my home in Beijing.This endless burst of shouting formed Bai Shitou's habit of loving silence and listening.Sometimes I was talking with my friends, and I saw him listening quietly—not saying a word, leaning forward—as if he was listening to a friend’s conversation, but after a conversation, let him repeat it. Often it doesn't get the point, he misses the important ones, and keeps the minor details in his heart.At this time, my friends were a little dissatisfied, saying, what are you listening to there?Bai Shitou smiled embarrassingly—normally he would not reveal himself, but now he was cornered and cornered, so he had to tell the truth: "I'm listening to turtledoves over there." The friend thought that he was thinking about the accident again, or that it was a kind of hypocrisy that was not too much, at best he was indifferent, so he shook his head disdainfully at Bai Shitou.Say: "Are we not as good as a turtledove?" "Are we turtledoves?" "This kid is getting more and more hypocritical." "This kid was quite honest, but now he has become a bit artificial." This made Bai Shitou anxious.After his friend left, he would often say the last sentence roughly: "The world has become like this, why don't you tell me not to pretend?" "I'm really listening to the turtledove." Sometimes in the lobby of the hotel, he listened to the flying music and was fascinated there. At this time, only the music remained in his ears and he forgot the conversation between his friends and him.After a conversation with my friend, I saw that he didn't respond, but only had a smirk on the music on his face. At this time, my friend could forgive him more than he used to listen to Turtle Dove. After all, he didn't abandon his friend and return to the past Pay attention to the music that is happening around your friend.So the friend stopped pursuing the conversation, and even praised Bai Shitou in good faith: "Bai Shitou is becoming more and more obsessed with music. What do you hear from the music?" Originally, Bai Shitou's honest answer should be: "I heard the sound of the turtledove flying in the twilight wheat field." But after receiving the previous lessons, he dared not speak so honestly—at this time, Bai Shitou already understood the benefits of lying.When you don't tell a lie, you often can't pass the test; if you tell a lie casually, you can pass the sea.Originally, while listening to Turtle Dove, he also thought of his cousin and Lu Guihua in the village, but he said with a serious face: "I heard the voice of Vientiane." So everyone applauded him.Saying this answer is both profound and powerful, and everything can be heard from the music.But over time, everyone saw that he answered Vientiane again and again, and Vientiane became his safe haven, and they discovered the flaw in it—it turned out that he was fooling us again, and he became a little dissatisfied again.So wait for him to answer next time: "I'm listening to the voice of Vientiane." Everyone stopped applauding.She fell there and stared at him with puffy eyes.Gradually everyone ignored Bai Shitou and said behind his back: "How did Bai Shitou degenerate to this point? He's always lying." "Listen to his 10 sentences, if one sentence is true, it's not bad." When this word reached Bai Shitou's ears, Bai Shitou became angry: "I'm telling the truth and you say I'm hypocritical, and I'm telling lies and you blame it for being untrue. What do you want from me?" So he sighed there: "How difficult it is to be a human being." Hearing this sentence, everyone immediately said: "I'm afraid this is the only truth he said with real feelings." The leader who went to visit Baishitou in the hospital heard everyone's comments—and over time, it reached his ears—that Baishitou is a liar now, and telling the truth is like lying, but telling lies is not the same. Like the truth, blurted out there: "I didn't expect this white stone to be a genius." "Even what he said about closing the gate doesn't seem to be true anymore." Then he realized his slip of the tongue, because he was rushing to meet a foreign head of state, so he said jokingly to the left and right—this time it was obvious that it was false: "When I was young, I played with Bai Shitou, but I didn't realize that he had this advantage. When we fought, he always looked at his clothes; when we went swimming in the pond in the west of the village, he always looked at his clothes. Now he has become fearless ? Did you learn to swim while swimming?" But then, when meeting foreign heads of state, he also turned into a white stone, always listening there, without making any comments from beginning to end.After the foreign head of state retired, he wrote about this scene in his memoirs: Seeing him there just smiling and listening without saying a word, I thought he was a fool at the time, but later I realized that this is the kindness and humility of the king of a great country, let me say everything, what to say He nodded—where in the world is there such an open-minded leader—a blessing for the people—and a dialogue between countries?Maybe this is what they mean by being wise and foolish? ... When the leader read this memoir, he laughed happily there.He wrote next to this memoir: Actually no, I thought about it at the time. Then, still not happy, he criticized again: I am listening to the sound of turtledoves flying in the spring of 1969. ... I remember that there was an incongruous accompaniment to the sound of the turtledove flying, that is, the bald old man was running on his calves while blowing a glass horn that he personally owned—— a glass horn. That pitiful sheet of glass that undulates in the middle vibrates in our air.This accompaniment is not only a bit like the sound on the football field 30 years later, but also a bit like the two big horns protruding from the actor's drawl on the stage of the model opera at that time, where they blew for a while.In the accompaniment of the glazed trumpet, we started to run together with the turtledove and dance on the green wheat grass.We are happy to leave.We are too happy to miss Shu.Without this glazed trumpet, the atmosphere of catching turtledoves would not have been formed, but 30 years later, we only remember the turtledoves and ourselves back then, but forgot this glazed horn.exist I have guests zither blowing sheng At that time, I also forgot the bald old man who provided this horn back then.We are also crossing rivers and breaking bridges, and we are also ungrateful.There was still a time when Bai Shitou and the bald old man talked together──the old man met, and Bai Shitou was a little excited and crazy there, and some muttered to himself and suffered from Alzheimer's disease, and began to talk about the spring 30 years ago , flowers, sunset, twilight, cooking smoke, sound, green wheat seedlings and flying turtledoves, or green turtledoves and flying flowers... But after all, I didn’t see the glazed trumpet.In the end, the bald old man couldn't hold back anymore, and finally stretched out his left hand, which had three fingers blown off and turned into a pile of lumps after 30 years──but the bald old man has also matured, and he seems to be careless say: "Remember there was a glazed trumpet back then?" Bai Shitou was just there in a daze.When I finally remembered it, I seemed to have made a new discovery—the past became even more turbulent and turbulent, and I immediately said there dancing: "No, why did we forget that trumpet? Speaking of that trumpet—to be fair, it is no more inspiring and enjoyable than the snow and pig blood in winter, the melon fields in autumn and the model operas in summer. No, they should have the same status in the first place. How did they end up with only winter snow and blood, melon fields, model operas, and turtledoves, and the glazed trumpet was pulled down? This is also an unjust case! This should also be vindicated Oh! This should be a big book too!..." Speaking of this, Bai Shitou suddenly came to his senses, and began to ask the bald man hesitantly: "That trumpet──as a prop for spring 30 years ago──you provided it?" At this time, the bald old man nodded confidently: "No, it was given to me by my aunt and relatives in the spring of that year." He also said, "Before my aunt came, who of you had ever seen a glass trumpet?" "As the saying goes: The glazed trumpet is blown three times. We blow it for a whole spring." Bai Shitou stopped the bald old man's words, and became agitated there again, even patted the bald old man's bald head: "Then it should be written in a big way - this is not based on the personal relationship between us. No matter who provided the speakers at that time, it should leave a mark in history, otherwise winter, autumn and summer will all be destroyed. There are props, but in the spring when all things are revived, there will be a piece missing──a corner of the sky──isn’t it?──No matter from which angle you look at it, the glazed horn can no longer be buried.──I said just now that I was talking and talking As I was writing, something was wrong and I started to feel bored. It turned out that I forgot a glazed horn.──Please forgive my bald old cousin──Because when I started with the seasons of the year, the layers were messed up, not according to spring. The order of summer, autumn and winter is followed, but for the convenience of heavy snow and bows and knives, it is plunged into winter in one fell swoop—the order is disordered, the procedure is reversed, so one mistake is irremediable, it is not spring, summer, autumn and winter but winter, autumn and summer It’s spring, and I’ve forgotten about this glazed trumpet. ─ Now it’s time to give it its proper historical status!” Seeing that Bai Shitou was talking excitedly there, the bald old man was a little aggressive and eager to look forward to Shu, and began to put on an air there to put on his senior status, began to use a slow drawl--and even lit a cigarette by himself ── said: "Speaking of historical status, I think my glazed trumpet should not only be placed together with snow and blood in winter, melon fields in autumn and model operas in summer, but you should also put it with you to the coal receiving truck of the Third Mine and to the Minmetals There is nothing wrong with making a phone call and putting it together with the big speaker of Minmetals!..." At this moment, Bai Shitou's mind became clearer.It took me a while to feel that something was wrong. If I didn't control and suppress it, I might overcorrect and turn history over.So first of all, I suppressed my excitement, and began to say nothing, just listening to the bald old man.It seems to be listening, and it seems to be the first to go back to the past──I can't take into account the evaluation in front of me, or I don't care about the evaluation in front of me.This made the bald old man furry, and suddenly stopped there and didn't say anything.At this time, Bai Shitou——— lit a cigarette on his own, and began to draw his tongue slowly: "If you want such a request, I can't help it──The trumpet is important, but isn't the trumpet just a trumpet? Isn't it just an accompaniment for catching turtledoves?──Is the turtledove the theme, or is the trumpet the theme? Even the turtledove can’t surpass it, so why talk about other things?──Are you trying to deceive the master?──If you want to put its status too high, people will ask this.──It was originally compared with Dongxue and pigs Putting blood, melon fields and model operas on the same level, I doubt whether everyone will have an opinion. After all, Dongxue and pig blood, melon fields and model operas are all a theme like turtledoves, which can represent a season. Can the small horn for the theme accompaniment represent a season? I think it would be good to put it together with the accompaniment horn in the model opera. Is it comparable to a big tweeter? The speakers are similar, but the sound is different──I don’t have to say that there is something special, special, and unattainable about my coal car and the speaker. I just want to say that the specific things are still different. If you want to analyze it in detail, don’t draw a tiger to be an anti-dog. I can’t comment on your glazed horn, so I don’t need to comment on it; Forget it, it turns out that it is a hornet's nest that cannot be messed with. In this case, if I know my mistake, I will correct it? I made a mistake in mentioning and commenting on it, so I can delete it with Ctrl+Y now? Since I can’t eat this steamed stuffed bun so I have to walk around, so why don’t I just stop eating it now? Since I can’t lose my size, why don’t I just stop eating?…” Then Bai Shitou really threw pots and bowls there, and really wanted to delete the previous paragraph from the computer.The bald old man was dumbfounded at this moment—how important it is in whose hands the power is held. He also felt that he had asked too much just now. speed──It seems to be suffering from Alzheimer's disease, but who knows that when the critical moment comes, he wakes up quite quickly, so his attitude immediately takes a 180-degree turn, and he starts to play the old tricks with a calm face and use a joking tone to relieve himself He himself started to look like he was about to turn the tide, went up and hugged Bai Shitou and said with a smile: "Look, you'll get angry while you're talking. I'm wrong, okay? Can I say I'm taller? Now you don't have to put my horn at the height of the coal car and Minmetals horns, just put it up The winter snow and the snow outside the Great Wall, the blood of winter and the old melon fields and Guo Jianguang's model plays will do." He also used a joking tone to find steps for both parties: "Just kidding, you take it seriously. When you talk about the coal trucks of the Third Mine and the phone number of the Minmetals, it's like digging your ancestral grave. Now it's you who do it, but it wasn't when Xiao Liuer did it in the past. It’s so useless.” At this time, Bai Shitou's mood had not turned around yet.Still spreading his hands there and saying: "If you want to say Xiao Liu'er is good, then you should go find Xiao Liu'er now." The bald old man knew that he had made a mistake, so he had no choice but to say calmly again: "Little Liu'er has retired like Nayef, so what's the use of me looking for him? Now I can only look for you. Just ask my brother to raise your hand, don't look at the face of the monk, look at the face of the Buddha, and look at the past instead of the present. Even if it’s because of my left hand with three fingers, you can put my little trumpet in the right place.” ... 但是，现在再找适当的位置，也适当不到哪里去了──本来还可以适当，现在就更加不能适当了。一个大好的春天，没有喇叭点缀又怎么了？没有喇叭春天就不来了吗？斑鸠就不捉了吗？「哔哩叭啦」的一个琉璃喇叭，还想风光３０年吗？──但是，如果从历史唯物主义的角度看，当时的喇叭还是起到了呼唤春天、麦苗、斑鸠、炊烟和暮色的作用。没有这只琉璃喇叭，还是使我们的春天万马齐喑，还是给３０年后的回忆少了一点春天的具象。依稀记得因为这只喇叭的到来，确实使我们兴奋过一阵子；为了拿到这支琉璃喇叭亲自吹一下，让它「劈吧」「劈吧」在自己手里响两声，我们当时要看秃老顶半天脸色呢──要不秃老顶怎么会在３０年后重提这支喇叭时那么兴奋和要找回它的历史价值呢？从某种意义上说，当年这支琉璃喇叭，对于秃老顶在一群小捣子中间地位的提高，真是有些三矿的煤车和五矿的电话之于白石头的意义呢；但是因为时过境迁，因为一切历史都是为了给现实服务这个历史特性，为了大家的安定同时也是为了不使秃老顶过于昏了头，我们就不要再在历史的汪洋中拼命打捞一只小喇叭了──但当时拿着这只喇叭，吹起来该用多大的力气，是大了还是小了，是左了还是右了，我们都要局促不安地请教秃老顶半天呢。秃老顶精心地守在喇叭口上，威风地叱呵我们： 「千万不要给我吹炸了，吹炸了你们可赔不起！」 ──并且，当时吹过这只喇叭和没吹这只喇叭，在田野上奔跑起来就是不一样；就像在足球场上吃过兴奋剂和没有吃兴奋剂奔跑起来速度就是不一样一样──这才是喇叭的魅力呢。当时秃老秃拿着小喇叭跑到哪里，我们就齐刷刷地跟着他跑到哪里──秃老顶简直成了一个斑鸠王。我们拥着秃老顶在麦苗里像一阵风一样忽来忽去。──本来不说三矿和五矿，照琉璃喇叭的历史本相，和冬天的雪和血、和秋天的瓜田和夏天的样板戏打一个平手还是没有问题的，但是因为３０年后喇叭主人的一时失误，就使喇叭跟着他前功尽弃，似乎和雪和血、瓜田和样板戏平起平坐都有些气馁和理亏──你也是吃了秃老顶的挂落呢。你也是千年的修行现在被秃老顶毁于一旦呢。本来还是可以大书特书的，现在倒要草草收兵了。本来还是一个公众的历史遗物──可以放到历史博物馆，现在倒成了一个私人废弃品了。──把白石头惹恼了有什么好处？就好象在样板戏中本来你还是棵青松，现在倒自己把自己弄成了一头大蒜。本来还是一头老虎，现在倒成了一匹犬。本来还是一头貂，现在倒成了一只灰老鼠。本来３０年后我们还想重新吹一吹当年的琉璃喇叭，现在你把大家弄得都不好意思了──什么叫自我毁灭呢？这才叫自我毁灭呢。──只是等白石头的气彻底消了，亲眼看到喇叭经过兴衰变迁已经变成了一头蒜，一匹犬，一只小老鼠和一匹落水狗和一头死猪，已经盖棺定论再也翻不了身和翻不了案了，才将过正的历史再一次矫枉过来，将颠倒的历史又颠倒过来，说： 「琉璃喇叭还是要说的。」 「在１９６９年的春天里，那只琉璃喇叭也起着举足轻重的作用昵。」 「吹着那喇叭，撵着斑鸠，甚至比看样板戏还让人兴奋和激动呢。」 「一场喇叭吹下来，能出一身汗。」 「现在怎么就找不着那样的琉璃喇叭呢？」 「如果能找到那样的琉璃喇叭，现在我还想吹一吹呢。」 ... 在不同的场合这样说过几次，琉璃喇叭才重新抬起了头，才重新让人们插到了１９６９年的春天里。说起１９６９年的春夏秋冬，我们在说过雪花和猪血、瓜田和样板戏之后，终于也可以在末尾说一下琉璃喇叭了。它出现在１９６９年本来是理所当然现在因为人为的曲折它的出现倒让我们觉得有些出人意料了──于是你只好忝居末位和忝在相知之列。 附录一 白石头在自己的备忘录上写道： 下次给女兔唇回信的时候，记着写上： 等你在上海开法式酒吧的那一天，我送给你一只琉璃喇叭。 附录二 有人问──不一定非是秃老顶，恰恰是和秃老顶无关的人──： 「当时白石头取代小刘儿的主要原因是什么？」 答：「主要是小刘儿像秃老顶的琉璃喇叭一样出现了自误。」