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Chapter 20 sky high and emperor far away

pig and butterfly 冯唐 1124Words 2018-03-18
sky high and emperor far away Feng Tang Feng Tang @ 2007-8-3 8:55:57 There's a song that goes, "When the sun shines, it's time to dream."Ever since I was a child, I have always wanted something. In the 1980s, when I was a teenager, there was no oil in my stomach, and I sat on the bench at the door with my elder brother and elder sister, and often thought of food. "Newly released Fuqiang Flour Mantou!" "Smear a layer of sesame sauce on the steamed bun!" "Tahini topped with jam!" "Spread a layer of white sugar on the jam!" "Spread a layer of crushed peanuts on top of the sugar!"

In the 1990s, in my twenties, my penis was just growing up, and the streets of Dongdan and Dongsi were full of goddesses, and the smallpox had nowhere to fall.The carrier of the six dicks lives together in the 12-square-meter male dormitory at No. 5, Dongdan Santiao, and often talks about girls. "Small eyes are good." "Very white!" "Little Begonia is not bad." "good smell!" "Little Apple is nice." "Very sweet!" Now, in the new era of the 21st century, most men of the same generation, when they lie face up, their belly buttons are higher than the horse eyes on their dicks.I work 80 hours a week, pay 2,000 yuan a month for my mobile phone, and fly 100,000 kilometers a year.My mentor and I sit together, drink tea, take a breath, and often think about finding a place to escape when we are not working in the future.

"No cell phone!" "Give away a Nokia E95, give away a BlackBerry 8800, keep a Sony Ericsson for watching the little yellow MP4 in the bed, and keep a Dopod for GPS field trips." "Don't check email!" "The computer does not install Lotus Notes, Outlook, Office, but only games and songs." "Not wearing formal clothes!" "The black suit was given to Hope Primary School to be changed into a padded jacket, the black socks were given to the gangsters as a mask, and the ties of various colors were tied together to make a mop." We discussed what criteria should be used to find a heaven-like place on the ground.My mentor said: "My standard is: first, there is delicious food. Second, there is a good massage parlor. Third, there is a good golf course." I said, "My first two standards are the same as yours. Third, there are good-looking girls who can make my heart swell. Fourth, there are interesting people to drink with. Fifth, there are bookstores selling my novels. Sixth, there are airports, train stations, and highways.”

Dali is a good choice for escape.Big mountains, small streams.Great lake, small ancient city.The fields between the lake and the mountains are flat and green, no matter how you look at it, it seems suitable for growing tobacco and marijuana.In the restaurants of the Bai brothers, there are boletus, dried mushrooms, gallinaceous mushrooms, matsutake and other mushrooms.Hot and sour fish, after the fish is finished, you can add tofu to the hot and sour soup for free.Pork sashimi, fried golden slices, and beer.There are massage parlors for the deaf and mute on Bo'ai Road in the ancient city. They use their hands to talk to your body, and quickly understand its pain and grievances.There is an 18-hole mountain golf course next to the Three Pagodas. On Renmin Road in the ancient city, you often meet Wang Yuyan, who is full of silly beauty, Mrs. Ma, who has a big butt and dares to wear jeans, and a dog walking around.The child said that the dog belonged to him, and the dog's name was Xiaohua.Every April is the local Valentine's Day. Couples must separate and disappear with their lovers for three days.For these three days, we don't ask each other, don't talk, don't discuss, don't worry, and don't mutter. After three days, we will be under the same roof again, carrying water, eating, and sleeping.

I have lived in Dali several times, and I can't sleep well every time.Many dreams, the secret door of the source code of the human brain program appears and disappears from time to time.In the dream, the red indicator light of the BlackBerry flashed randomly on the water, like a will-o'-the-wisp, like a lighthouse.In the dream, I seem to be constantly thinking about how often my lover has sex outside of those three days every year?Every year, during those three days, who is my wife's lover?
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