Chapter 13 241-260

241 Regarding Yugong Yishan, I would like to say a few digressions. When I first read this story, I was really puzzled, because it is obvious that Yugong can move his family to a place without a big mountain in front of him. It is at least economical to do so. Since he dug up the mountain smartly, it is no wonder that the wise man wants to laugh at him. I think the wise man is worthy of being a wise man. There is another meaning in the words, that is, you are not only stupid, but also hateful. The hateful thing is that not only I have lived a boring life of digging mountains all my life, and I have also led my whole family to live this kind of life. What is even more annoying is that the son has finished digging, the grandson has dug, and the grandson has finished digging. There is no peace, everyone has to be like this, such a family, it is estimated that there will be no future in the future--reading Chinese history, I can imagine the events that happened later, that is, Yu Gong died, and the sons were divided after death. Home, his sons can be called Chaoyugong, because several sons live in the same place, so the soil dug by this family will be piled up in another house, until the front of his own house is empty, and the door of another house appears. It’s a big mountain, so the family did their part, and handled it accordingly. In order to dig the mountain, several families tried their best to have children. The male is a strong man who is responsible for digging the mountain, and the female cooks and delivers to them. There are also a few heroes among them. , why one person can dig the workload of 10 people a day, until there is a miracle similar to Zhuangzi's about Paoding Jieniu, that is to say, in the end, the descendants of Yugong, those who are super Yugong or Hou Yugong, actually Practice makes perfect. I regard the boring way of digging mountains as an art. I can dig down a tree with a few strokes, and dig a mountain to the door of the opponent with a few strokes. As for the teamwork spirit, the ideal of fighting against fate Incidental products such as , etc. will naturally emerge as the times require, and I won't bother to talk about it here.

Think again, no!impossible!Since the proponents of it could not have been more stupid than I was, I surmised that the story must have been circulated for some other purpose.I thought about it, and the more I thought about it, the more I couldn't get it right, so I could only guess wildly. As we all know, people can really guess something if they are forced to guess wildly. I really guessed something-I suspect, maybe This story is a plot to prevent the rural population from entering the city and messing up the city. To promote this spirit is to fear that the rural people will rush into the city. So, let’s mention Yugong. Simply tell them to dig mountains. Of course, If you want to realize this strategy, you must first dare to imagine that the peasant brothers may be so stupid that they believe that they can really make a poor place better with their little skills. History has proved that this strategy is based on the household registration system and other means. In my opinion, its success lies in a wonderful pen, that is, not only the rural population at that time could not enter the city, but the city simply sent a group of educated youths to go to the mountains and the countryside, The countryside is in a state of restlessness. In this way, it is too late to put out the fire in the backyard of the rural people, let alone rush to the city-unfortunately, the farmers now have woken up. They dug the mountain for 5,000 years, but now they are doing it Starting from the countryside to encircle the city, they rushed into the city and brought the rural way of life into the city. They sang songs of nostalgia, gave birth to a large number of children in the city, and took root in the city. I think they will not make the city into a countryside. Practical.Of course, this is also beneficial, that is, the communist ideal of eliminating the difference between urban and rural areas is also expected to be realized.

This is the end of my speculation. In fact, I have no idea what the story of Yugong Yishan is. If it is true, then characters like Zhisou are not worth mentioning. 242 The long narrative poem was bought as a video game, which made me feel that my ambition was not fulfilled. I decided to recreate the image of a Chinese God of Tiredness. This time I decided to find a character close to the God of Tiredness from Greek mythology. To transform it, of course, it is better for this character to have a certain reputation, and, unlike Yu Gong, his behavior must be noble, and he should not just focus on his own family. I quickly found it, that is Prometheus, In the following story, I try to prove that the Chinese old Pu is more witty, flexible, and more humane than the Greek old Pu, who is only stupid and reckless. Then the Chinese old Pu is a very unconventional anti-hero, and, with local characteristics, I mean, he is tired!

243 The story of the Chinese Prometheus of the Great Tired God is as follows: The Chinese Prometheus is a gangster. One day, he drank too much with his friends and got drunk. He boasted that he was going to steal the fire from the sky to the world to bring light to the world. The next day, his friends urged him to do it. When he heard it, he was terrified. He tried his best to argue that he had never said such a thing, and later claimed that he had forgotten all when he was drunk, but his friends Everyone is not a fuel-efficient lamp, they tried their best to force him to go, he was helpless, and he was a person who wanted to save face, so he had to go, singing along the way "the wind is rustling, the water is cold, the strong man will never return Also "empower yourself.

Finally, he overcame all kinds of difficulties, stole the fire from the sky, and returned to the world. For a while, he was called a hero by those who love to warm up at night. Unfortunately, the Emperor of Heaven knew about this and found that in the middle of the night, there were still bits and pieces of light in the world, so he was furious, and caught Prometheus in the sky, and wanted to hang him on the cliff forever. Old Pu lost his mind as soon as he heard it, but he was not as stupid as the Greeks. He thought of a way to fight against the Emperor of Heaven in a few seconds. He immediately told the Emperor of Heaven that he has mysterious oriental wisdom and should not be punished. He just needs to let him go. After returning to the human world for three days, he could prove to the Heavenly Emperor that his wisdom should not be punished, and he might even make a new contribution to the Heavenly Emperor.

The Emperor of Heaven wanted to experience the wisdom of the East, so he released him back to the human world. Three days later, Prometheus of China really returned to the sky. Looking in the direction of his finger, the world suddenly became pitch black, and there was no more sparks, but a sound of cursing continued to spread back to the sky. "So, according to your Eastern wisdom? What do you want to tell me?" asked the Celestial Emperor. The Chinese Prometheus took out a hand from behind and said: "Emperor of Heaven, come and see, what is this?" The Emperor of Heaven saw that he was holding the tinder stolen from him in his hand!

Prometheus of China smiled lightly and said: "Emperor of Heaven, the meaning of Eastern wisdom is that I realize that I have been deceived by others and made mistakes, but I can correct them in time. You see, I have given fire from the world to you." You stole it back!" 244 My fairy tale is written like this, what else can I say? Obviously, although these role models have infinite power, they have nothing to do with me. Although their heroic images are very rare in my eyes, it is difficult to have the opportunity to follow them. In the world, tired, this Concepts have their own special expressive power for everyone, among them, those that are particularly bizarre are called miracles, but what about those that are not so bizarre?We call it mediocrity.

245 I also know things that are neither outlandish nor mediocre, such as: romance. The wall accentuates its mystery with the unknowability of its interior, I love the wall, it is beautiful, it has a form that is inviting, it doesn't stand out, it seems to hide something, all Walls have a certain romantic temperament, even the walls of prisons. In my opinion, the most beautiful building is a circle of walls, plus the plants inside. It is best to have no buildings or people in it except plants. , nothing. It is the mystery created by emptiness. Chateaubriand called it beautiful. The romanticist Chateaubriand also believed that ruins are also beautiful. Abandoned castles, churches, and cemeteries are beautiful, as are barren land, fields, and forests. , because it has a secret connection and echo with the passing of time and the impermanence of life, it is the wreckage of fashion, the remains of form, and the path of time covered by weeds.

Romantics also believe that the deepest emotion is a kind of sadness, a kind of uncontrollable sadness, which is more real than pity and love. Reflecting the bright mirror of yesterday, he sighed helplessly, like a lit red candle, like a dazed beast, standing in the wilderness absentmindedly. Maupassant once saw a scene, that is, he went to visit Flaubert in his old age one night, and saw the old Flaubert throwing old love letters into the flames of the fireplace, Maupassant sat next to Flaubert, without saying a word , he watched the old Flaubert throw into the furnace a love letter he received when he was young. Each love letter is a form of affection from those strange girls. It may only exist for a moment, or it may last for a long time. Flaubert remained expressionless, but when he touched a love letter tied with a pair of satin shoes, he hesitated, and his eyes suddenly flashed. With tears streaming down his face, Maupassant had no way of knowing the story of the pair of satin shoes, and he did not read any of the love letters, and he did not know who those women were. Ashes, he can also guess that the old Flaubert was very sad about this, that's all, Maupassant was touched, but at this moment the old Flaubert still didn't speak, and for a while, the two writers became romantic whether they wanted it or not. activists, because their actions were confined within the context of Romanticism.

Is there any other way to describe Romanticism?I don’t think so. We all know that Flaubert and Maupassant are not Romantic writers, and they don’t even like Romanticism. However, they still have a chance to fall into the trap of Romanticism and fall into the traditional mental state. In , that is to say, Romanticism is everywhere and everywhere, and its domain is mysterious and decadent, where those who still wearily walk around can rest for a while. 246 I had a rest there with the buzz. Buzzing and I sat on the stone steps of romanticism to rest. I know that our romance is very traditional. I saw the power of tradition from Buzzing's tears. When she proposed to break up, it was the eve of the Spring Festival in 1999, when Buzzing came back from the show, her face was painted with heavy makeup from the show, which she hadn't had time to wash off.

247 All women who resign themselves to fate are lovely. In the face of fate, they don't struggle, don't fear, don't complain, but submit to it until they treat everything as inevitable.This kind of loveliness sometimes glows with unexpected brilliance, and its brilliance even overshadows those who fight against fate, because compared with fighting in vain, the latter is obviously more impersonal and lacks the power of personality. Humans show a material state, which is synonymous with natural serenity. Animals show more of that state in most cases, so they look cute. Of course, this also reflects how cute that kind of fighting woman is. By the way, I mean like feminist Mary.Walston G.A woman of Rafter's type, but a respectable woman is clearly worth less to a man than a lovely woman. As for those playful, coquettish, coquettish women, in my opinion, their task is to show men the illusion of life, making men think for a moment that with their company, life seems to be passable, But that moment passed, and the man quickly woke up. He knew that what he was facing was still eternal nothingness, and the false appearances shown by those women would be astonishingly ridiculous and absurd. 248 Buzz is still crying, and when she was crying, she showed a kind of submissive courage, she sat next to me whimpering in a resigned posture, her little face was covered with her hands so that I couldn’t see it, in fact, I don't want to see it either, I just want this to end like this, let her leave me, but she is not happy, so she cries. I walked away from her and sat down in the armchair in the study. After a while, I heard Hum say to me: "I'm hungry." So I got up and went to the kitchen to cook for her. Then, we ate together and watched TV, and we saw the singing Four Heavenly Kings, which were four funny puppets led by money, and they performed on the stage in strange costumes. We also talk together. Buzzing is going back to Yunnan to see her mother and father. She told me how her mother spoiled her since she was a child, how her father let her ride on her neck and took her shopping, how her sister bathed her and gave her food. As for me, I wish her a happy Chinese New Year in advance. Then, we go to bed. 249 On the bed, I don't like the sexual position of the girl kneeling in front and me kneeling behind. According to my observation, this is very similar to many other mammals. What's more, I don't like kneeling in this position, and neither do I. I like when someone kneels in front of me, whether it's facing me or facing away from me. There was a time when I was young that I liked having sex standing up, thinking that it was not only passionate but also convenient and had the advantage of being able to move at any time. Of course, I also like to have sex on my stomach, and think it is very gentle. So, when I was younger, it was a question for me, standing up or lying down. 250 That night, with the buzz of an imminent breakup, I chose to have sex on my stomach. Because, I realize that I'll be alone when she's gone, and I hope that while she's still close to me, our skin-to-skin contact is bigger, I hope, that I'm next to her, I hope , we can get closer to each other, get closer, get closer. I was next to her like a worm on another worm, I squirmed on her like a worm on another worm, I touched her, I touched her, I felt she was a miracle, not only because She is also a life, not only because she can speak the same language as me, but also because, like me, she is also abandoned in the world by some force she cannot resist, abandoned in the darkness, fearful, lonely, sad despair. Yes, she is my miracle, my worm, she wriggles with me, breathes with me, forgets herself together. Yes, she forgot herself, forgot the world, she forgot, she fell asleep, she died, yes, she is better now than sleeping, because there are no nightmares to disturb, yes, she is worse than dead, Because the sex will be over, she will survive, continue to be disturbed by a world she is powerless to resist, continue to run for her life. Yes, yes, life, the damned miracle, the poison that goes with it, that was a nightmare she never had, and a burden I couldn't get rid of. Yes, I am still lying on her, I am exhausted, I am a trilobite in the rock, I am a whale in the water, I am a strange bird of the Cretaceous period, I am an eagle in the water, I feel my life and hers with pity, and I think that time will bring these two lives into nothingness, and we will disappear from this world, silently like two particles passing through space, I Thinking and thinking, thinking and thinking, I really felt the hand of death stretched out from the shadows of the night and gently touched us.I hold her like all the girls who have passed the night with me, our dreams meet in the darkest places, we dance hand in hand in the shadow of death, our bodies lean on each other, Through the trials of aging together, we cringe, fearful of an ill-fated riddle, we see foreboding, foreboding, we are terrified, we die for all the tortures of life, we die, for the carnal desires we still have luck with And the carnival goes on, yes, death, yes, death, where my vanity finally stops, my moment of disillusionment, though, in front of that black hole, my curiosity still wants to go, but, but , the front has long been scattered, and the ashes are gone. 251 The next morning, I sent Hum back to the group and sat in my car. Hum didn’t say anything. She had sat in my car many times and walked the same road. She said goodbye, she said goodbye, then pouted, reluctantly opened the car door, took a peek at me and said, "I'm leaving, then." I nodded. She immediately kicked her legs and yelled angrily: "The answer is so fast, I wish I would leave soon!" I didn't say anything, she looked at me again: "You are like this! Hmph, men don't have a good thing." I Light a cigarette and look out the window. She hummed again: "Look at you, pretending to be okay, but in fact, you are not sure how happy you are! You are thinking, in the future, you can find girls as much as you like, don't you?" I still Without saying a word, she patted my forehead: "Humph, you can enjoy yourself to your heart's content in the future, what should I do?" Then, she opened the car door: "It's useless to tell you, forget it, goodbye, accompany me." Let your family celebrate the Spring Festival." I said, "Goodbye." She slammed the car door again: "Look, look, the answer is so fast, so fast!" I stopped talking. She put her arms around my neck and said to me: "Old monster, you will call me for steak later on, okay?" I nodded. "Then call me when you enjoy it." I nodded again. "You have to pass by our regiment, remember to come and see me." I still nodded. Afterwards, she opened the car door again, stretched out one foot and landed on the ground, then turned around and said, "Anyway, no one cares about me! No one cares about me! Hmph! I'm leaving." She got out of the car and walked to the car opposite me. I stopped at the place in front of the windowpane with her handbag in my hand. I nodded to her and waved. At the same time, I put the reverse gear on and was about to turn around to reverse the car. Suddenly, she trembled and jumped towards me. Shouted: "But, old monster, what should I do?" After that, he made a face at me, turned around and left. 252 I breathed a sigh of relief. Back the car out and drive all the way home. 253 When I got home, I was not in a good mood, so as soon as I entered the door, I wanted to find something I could do to divert my attention. I looked left and right, and finally sat down in front of the computer and started writing my TV script. It was the last episode of the script, and I decided to finish it, and I wrote it until dark, and the script was written, and it had a happy ending, which is so funny. 254 After the script was finished, I filled the printer with paper and started to print. The printing sound was not loud, but it was still annoying to listen to when I was sitting next to it, and I couldn’t read the book, so I decided to watch the VCD. I didn't watch any of the movies, so I had to turn off the TV and tidy up the house. I turned on the vacuum cleaner to clean the room, and I simply put some clothes that were not washable into the washing machine. Finally, I put a plate of Beethoven's No. Nine symphonies, directly choose the last movement, "Ode to Joy", amidst the rumbling noise in the room, I was busy, of course, "Ode to Joy" is the most ear-piercing. 255 After the script is finished, apart from sending it to the producer, the rest is to watch movies at home, including study and research. Since I have to watch four or five movies a day, watching movies is not a pleasure for me, but a kind of work. , after work, I want to talk about the movies I watch. 256 There are 5 categories of movies that I particularly hate: The first category is complain type. The director of this kind of film is the kind of person who obviously knocked out other people's teeth, but insisted on swallowing it in his own stomach. I mean, this kind of complaining maniac director is very good at playing tricks and pretending to be a grandson, that is to say, fucking.The characteristic of this kind of person is that he will tell you a tragic story, similar to "a person's experience", which is intended to move you, make your tears come out of his story, and make you feel that he is miserable for those circumstances He sympathizes with the plight of those people, and tells it. The sadder the story, the more eloquently he tells it. The protagonists of the story had better be born in hopeless villages or small towns. Everything they arrange, of course, they will happen to have a small wish that seems reasonable, what's more, they decide to struggle for their wish, and encounter many injustices in the struggle, that is to say , they are in great misfortune, they'd better be as stubborn as a donkey, for their little wishes, of course, the smaller the better, so that when they encounter injustice, they will look particularly pitiful, This kind of movie faces audiences who are persecuted. No matter what kind of situation they encounter, this kind of audience likes to say that they are miserable, so as to gain sympathy. Of course, this kind of audience is also very rich in sympathy. While they are staring at the shining screen, they are so sad that the characters in the story can’t control their tears, they can’t control themselves, and they even feel like they are suffering. At the same time, the director’s black hand has already reached out to the wallets of such audiences, and let the audiences sincerely say: This director really has the means to move me, this movie is worth it! I don't think it's worth it!Remember, the people who make this kind of film or tell you this kind of story often have a much better life than the audience, so they don't have to experience what happened to the people in the film! This type of film is particularly developed in underdeveloped countries, and the winning rate of award certificates at film festivals is relatively high, such as "Golden Hee and Eun Hee", I can tell just by looking at the beauty of the two sisters that their fate is bad. Wherever, at least, it is easy to eat and drink as the mistress of a rich man. The second category is the lyrical type. The director of this kind of film is the kind of guy who writes to you in front of your face, I mean, the kind of guy who is very talkative and very circling. In the eyes of this kind of people, everything is worth admiring, an old movie theater collapsed, the charm of a small rural town, the sadness of an old man who lost a loved one, a romantic drama, in short, any opportunity to cry in the face of the wind, the director will Will not let it go, and in real life, sentimentality is often very uncomfortable. If this kind of film is lightly lyrical, it is generally acceptable. Like "Out of Africa", if it is lyrical, it will be disgusting. I won't give examples, but everyone can think of it. Another feature of this type of film is that it must be accompanied by a voice-over. It seems that no one is trying to explain and sigh outside the screen, so the audience can't understand how deep the director's affection is. The third category is the funny type. This kind of movie has been extremely mature since Chaplin, and later the movie has sound, and this kind of movie is even more powerful. Its characteristic is that the protagonist experiences too many absurd things, or encounters a series of coincidences, and is always in bad luck. At the stage when you are about to confess your love to your lover, the crotch is cracked, or two people throw cakes at each other, or lift rocks and hit their feet, etc. It is no longer fashionable now. The current fashion likes to let the audience A knowing smile, that is, the implicit type, that is to say, makes the audience laugh and sympathize, the so-called "bitter smile". Of course, there are more mysterious ones, like Bernini's "Life is Beautiful". ", even though it is forced, it can still make the audience laugh and cry. This kind of extreme distortion of laughter is very unhealthy, and it is really distressing. The fourth category is the vivid type. This type of film covers a wide range. As long as it can firmly attract people's attention, most of the content is very vivid, and often the performance is very good. Here, the films adapted from dramas are the first to be recommended, followed by adaptations of novels, followed by adaptations of memoirs Come to think of it, exaggerated reality is a common problem of this type of movie. Because of the basis of the original work, the actors have a score in their hearts, and the performance is very good, and the audience is happy to watch the adaptation of the movie instead of the original work. Only God knows how a movie can distort the original work, but audiences just like the form of movies, because they can boast that they know the original work without too much trouble, this kind of movie uses the power of money through the tricks of the director , Turning plagiarism into a kind of creation is not only shameless, but also puzzling, because plagiarism and repetition have nothing to do with creation. In this process, those authors who own the original work are ruthlessly exploited. Sadly, too many authors of the original works, due to economic and reputational reasons, have even raised their necks and called out joyfully for the coming of this kind of exploitation.Does this need an example? The fifth category is the anecdotal type. In this kind of movie, anything can happen, homosexuality, bestiality, matricide, wild violence, messy daydreams with meaning, strange things in inaccessible areas, packaging cultural symbols, using analogies The hallucinations of metaphors and metaphors, in short, the most impossible things in ordinary life will happen in this kind of movie, which will satisfy your desire for voyeurism and curiosity like never before.People who make this kind of film are especially easy to become famous, like Buñuel who followed the surrealism movement, Godard who stunned the producers, who likes to make films sleeping with chimpanzees Nagisa Oshima, a woman, is all this way. Generally speaking, movies that rely on the above single category are called art movies, and those that are immature are called avant-garde or avant-garde movies. Picking up the trash left by tradition, they are confident that they are avant-garde or avant-garde. People despise. The hateful thing is that there are some people who love to be deceived and follow those films that are advertised as art. As everyone knows, adding the word "art" before the film is just a trick of the director. He hopes that the word "art" can make his The value of the rags doubles, not to mention, you can also get arbitrary and free shooting conditions. I was fooled for a while at first, but I realized after thinking about it, because there are so many ways to make art, and a novel is far more expensive than a movie. Economy, a painting is the same, and there is no need to bother others, why do you have to stick to the movie?Movies require more investment and have to cooperate with people. If you are doing art, all of this is nothing more than increasing the difficulty of doing art. Why bother?Speaking of this, I have torn off the mask of art. It turns out that art is a cover, and art is originally located at one end of the scale. What about the other end?When I look around, it turns out that power, status, and money are tied together. That is the God of filmmakers. Once the art is successful, film scammers will be able to see the true God. Compared with simple commercial films that only earn money , art films are obviously more shameless and better at begging for mercy, why else are art films rushing to film festivals more frantically, and they don’t get tired of receiving more awards? This phenomenon reveals the true identity of art films. It turns out that art films He is a mysterious beggar waiting for art authorities to claim it! Films that can make flexible use of the above five types are called commercial films. Those films are especially good at telling stories. The stories they tell will make you cry for a while, make you laugh for a while, make you feel unreasonable emotions for a while, and make you cry for a while. You can't see it all. In short, this kind of movie is like hypnosis, firmly attracting your attention, making you feel that you will miss something great when you go to the bathroom. In my opinion, commercial movies are actually real movies. Originating from Nickel Cinema, it is very straightforward, and its purpose is money. Except for the money it gets, it is independent and unscrupulous. It doesn't care what others say. It doesn't please the authority, but only pleases the audience of story fans, because commercial movies are For a real deal, people who are proficient in commercial deception can often turn more than a dozen films into an ocean of money. This trick has always been talked about by many guys who have tried to make a fortune. 257 Movie, what can I say about it? You thought it was throwing flowers at you, but when you took it with your hands, you realized that it was obviously sticky feces. Being in this business makes me feel very boring. There are two kinds of stories here, one end is a smart or not shrewd liar, and the other is a willing cheater. Both sides are very fascinated by this game. , the audience sees through the too shallow deception and does not enter the theater, but the movie also has a very immoral trick that makes it beneficial to the scammers. This is the practice of collecting the ticket first and then watching the movie. Paying for money is a common business principle, but in the movie game, this principle is ruthlessly reversed. You have to spend money before you have a chance to be fooled into the theater, and you are not allowed to refund the ticket. It is too late to know if it is bad. Yes, it’s the same for buying VCDs or videotapes, the money has already been spent, what can the deceived audience say?It's nothing more than lamenting bad luck. Alas, in the face of such a situation, how can I not sharpen my head and make myself go to the liar's side? This is my rational choice after some analysis as a cultural philistine. There is nothing special about it, and it can be done only by instinct. 258 But I am particularly contradictory, as you can see below. That touches on my personal taste. My personal taste, let me tell you - I am really proud!I don't like people who engage in sensationalism at all!Not to mention Chinese ones, foreign ones don't even look down on them, a bunch of spineless things!What does it mean that novels and movies are so vivid?It's nothing more than trying to please others and attract others' attention!What does it mean that novels and movies are so touching?I just want others to accept it emotionally and irrationally!What is the meaning of so many sighs in novels and movies?It's not that I can't analyze anything real, so I have to express my feelings, that's called no thought!What does it mean that the novel is so funny?Be a clown to make people laugh and relieve boredom!I know that these methods are collectively referred to as commercial in modern times, and its essence is to achieve the purpose of getting ahead by attracting attention. As I said, this is a typical inferior style. Why didn't Newton sigh?Why isn't Whitehead vivid?Why is Wittgenstein so unattractive?Why isn't Spinoza funny?I think it's because they're not vulgar like Shakespeare, who want to be noticed, but Shakespeare can't do anything to attract attention. Only then can we be practical.But the elegant people are different, they have something to talk about, and they leave after speaking. In a word, they have their own dignity, and they don't care if there are many or few people listening, and they don't care about other people's reactions!But Shakespeare is also excusable, he is an artist!He can't help it!Looking for money to live and have fun!He is vulgar!Want to get a girl!He has no ability to understand things, what can you expect him to do?You must know that, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, artists all started from vulgarity!Of course, you can only be called an artist if you get rid of vulgarity. When you are vulgar, you can only be called an artist, or a master. After this babbling, I think you can finally understand the difference between elegance and vulgarity. ? My life is based on elegant tastes and vulgar actions. The reason for this is that elegance is difficult, and vulgarity is relatively easier. I don’t want to talk about the tragic personality of the philistine, but I hope I can transform into a leader among the philistines and succeed in speculation. At that time, I will no longer envy those who have made real contributions to mankind. I dismiss them, and when I am happy, I can still call them a bunch of worthless fools——Before the Spring Festival of 1999, I had completed 20 episodes of scripts. Sooner or later. 259 In the Spring Festival of 1999, Daqing came back from Shanghai. At noon on the second day of the Lunar New Year, old friends gathered together, including Daqing, Jiancheng, Laohei, and Laodai. At first, we ate in a restaurant, and during the dinner, we talked about our experiences as usual. Joking with each other, reporting publicly, exposing each other's shortcomings, sarcasm each other, and of course, saying some nice things with a human touch to each other. Later, when we moved to another restaurant, the conversation became inconsistent, and often a After finishing speaking, there were fewer people to take over, and I couldn't eat anymore, so I changed to a bar and drank a round of wine. Everyone's eyes turned to each other's faces, but they didn't see anything new. The music in the bar was too loud, so we moved to a teahouse. In the teahouse, everyone finally fell silent. We grew up one by one, each with our own secrets, and the atmosphere was very dull. Adding tea and pouring water, I noticed that after years of tempering, everyone has become fat, with round waists, fat brains, fat heads and big ears, and fleshy faces, not to mention the blackened penises under the underwear. What a fool!This deep atmosphere is in stark contrast to our previous gatherings. We sat together for more than ten hours. Later, everyone appeared tired and dull. It seems to be covered with a layer of sticky fly glue. Judging from the look of doing nothing but looking forward to it, it seems that everyone has prepared and set up the mechanism, just waiting for a large group of flies to descend from the sky. 这种老熟人见面无话可说的情况已持续很长时间，就像仇人见面分外眼红一样，被划分在生活常识的范围内，对此也没有人见怪，人过三十，对于彼此及世界的新鲜感与日俱减，以前争先恐后讲出的老话废话套话现在已懒得再讲，但大家都不肯散去，深恐由集合在一起的孤独落入各自的孤独之中，我们就像一群冬天里的刺猬，离得太近怕相互扎着，离远了，又都扛不住寒冷，于是在环境的逼迫下只得重新聚在一起。 260 打破沉闷的是大庆放出的一个响屁，大庆扭扭身躯，恨恨地把它放出来，像是对这种冷清气氛的抱怨，大家笑了起来，但气氛依然如故，没有什么改变，而大庆呢，也许是因为不甘心，他接二连三抬起屁股，放出一个个声音忽高忽低的响屁，在他时断时续的屁声中，我们又坐了一个多小时，直到他过足了屁瘾、声嘶力竭为止，散伙时，大庆不安地对我们说：＂这就散了，别啊！该不会是让哥们儿的屁给崩散的吧？＂