In 2006, I edited a collection of essays, with 3,600 newspaper clippings in ten years, and all the unreadable ones were removed, leaving four to five hundred articles and compiled into six books.Eight years later, friends from Beijing Times Chinese Publishing Co., Ltd. wanted to put together a volume to publish the mainland edition. After the Liuhe became one, there was a choice, and we had to get rid of the rubbish again; it turns out that the rubbish is inexhaustible.After all, it is an article in a Hong Kong newspaper, and if the people of the whole country want to read it with interest and enthusiasm, the Hong Kong accent must be restrained.If you don't lose your mind, you can smile or sigh knowingly when you cover up the paper, and it's hard for the brothers in the publishing house to clean it up.

Six books, six titles, but it was the title of the second book that entered the mainland.Readers who are as cruel as me must read this book.Now it's all right, like an executioner who didn't appear on the scene, but made a preview of the household utensils for eating. When I actually saw me cooking literati with a simmer and doing fine work, I was lucky to be able to applaud and reward a few copper coins. It is said that it is not suitable to be frizzy, and it is better to lean on a flower hoe and go to see Nanshan leisurely, and make a little "psychological preparation" for the declining days of Xishan.Before Frost's Fall, I moved back to my old residence in Binhai. The landscape is getting worse day by day, and the scenery is not what it used to be.I don’t want to look, so I repair the fence in front of the window, build a fence outside the door, and then wrap a bunch of vines, and then another bunch of vines... Then, the house slowly, slowly, darkened.It’s dark, let’s concentrate on lighting and writing.

In the past few years, I have been writing novels, and the novel has some side details: During a trip to the mountains in spring, Wen Wen’s family picked up a large stone at the mouth of a bowl. The stone was yellow and white, like rice balls covered with mustard.He sealed the bookcase as a family heirloom for more than a month. One day, when he opened the door to take out the book, he felt a puff of ass blowing into his face, filling the small room, and he would not leave for a day. "The bookcase is farting! In the prosperous age of literature, scholars fart, and the big bookcase in my house also farts!" He happily shouted along the street.Every other month, hairpin flowers are placed on the head, red is hung on the top of the cabinet, and the door of the cabinet is opened to invite cronies to "enjoy the taste".Those who visit the door to chase away the smell will enjoy the taste on a monthly basis, and change it to send incense on the first moon, and then change it to open every seven days, once every day, the smell of fart will become inaudible.But the wings of his nose were flaring, and there was an endless stream of pilgrims.Finally, the "writing" in the cabinet that has been soaked in fart gas is also favored.

"What you are hiding is a piece of orpiment, and the sulfide will release a bad smell." The knowledgeable person explained the matter.Hearing this, the sick writer raised eyebrows and raised eyes, and angrily scolded: "Absurd! This is clearly fart! All the books written by me and my patients are fart!" Small stories, as usual, have small words and no big meaning, like this episode The text in the sub.Just chop up those cultural parasites to entertain the public. I also wrote poems, and I wrote a sentence: "The years turn the reef into an inkstone." How to deal with the ashes of the enemy?How about making an inkstone after it has been ground finely?When he was excited, he used the wolf hair to tickle the enemy.It's itchy, but you can't scratch it.However, fearing that the enemy's eyes will be extinguished as soon as they close their eyes, it is also possible to tease them first before they die.In the past, my column was called "Wolf's Heart", which was obviously a black heart that fit the situation and things.