When he was a child, his memory started from a grass. At that time, he didn't have a proper name. I only know that the father is called bundle, the father is called rope, and he is called braid, all from the throat. I remember, when my mother went to the land, she often tied him to a rope, one end was tied to the mother, and the other was tied to him. The mother cut the beans in front, and he crawled in the bean field behind, living a native child.When the mother cut too far, she would untie the rope and let him climb with a rope. The rope was long and the fall was not too far, so nothing would happen. He just crawled and stood up.He was not taught to walk, but fell out on the ridge of the field.He crawled back and forth in the field, and started walking as soon as he crawled. Then he fell down in the sorghum field, right in front of a small grass.He lay there like an angry toad, unable to stand up for a long time.There was such a small grass dangling in front of his eyes, and he had been lying there looking at that grass for the whole morning.That grass had left him with such a strong memory that even after he became an adult, he still remembered the state of that little grass.It was a thin, thin, thread-like grass. The stalks were blue, a little gray, a little white, and there were some faint black spots on the grass knots, which made people feel chilling. .He couldn't tell why he was afraid, but he was afraid, such a weak grass, he was afraid.Later, and later, he slowly stretched out his little hand and grabbed the grass.When he grasped the grass in his hand, he found that the grass had fallen apart, the grass fell apart automatically, and the grass fell apart into joints, and what he grasped in his hand were only some broken joints...why? Woolen cloth?Why would it disperse?This question may be just a signal, a signal that remained in the little mind, completely decomposed in an instant, but there is still a question in the mind.It wasn't until a long time, when he was a little older, that he became a kid mowing grass, that he knew it was called "Baijiecao".At this time, "Baijiecao" became the first memory signal in his life, and he remembered "Baijiecao" in this way.

However, memory is extended, and there is a sound related to "Baijiecao". Without this sound, he would not be so profound.That's actually one word. In that sorghum field, he also picked up a word, and he heard someone say: "Take off!" That word seemed to have fallen from the sky suddenly, with an unquestionable determination and abruptness.The word was very dry and hard, and it came out in a hoarse voice. It was like a splint, and something was clamped all of a sudden, creating a piece of orange-red terror.There was a rustling sound from that word, a sweet, greasy, stinky smell... "Tuo" was very vivid, and it just hit his eardrum with a "boom"!Since then, his memory has continued to modify the word, adding and deleting again and again.In the days that followed, he repeated the word "tuo" countless times. He once secretly hid in the straw stack by himself and said "tuo", "tuotuo...tuo!" That word was so vivid , He laughed as soon as he read it, he read it with a lot of joy, and he also read it with colorful flavors, so he felt "white and bright".This word is organically connected with "Bai Liangliang", which has more connotations.Over time, "Bai Liangliang" has expanded infinitely until it is positioned.So in a blue sorghum field, he saw Fifth Master Mazi and Aunt Mazi.This is the repetition of memory, or the word "off"... The word "off" finally hooked up with "Bai Liangliang".

In this way, the word "off" became his first toy when.He is playing in his heart. There is a difference between "two off" and "one off".Yituo is just one character, which is crunchy; Ertuo is a set of characters, which is the sound of yin and yang. In the green sorghum field, the sorghum leaves are rattling, and the characters are falling one by one like fried beans. on his head. "Take off." "...Gui Sheng..." "Grass." "Hongye's father..." "Grass." "Hongye's father..." "Grass!"

These words take time to translate.What he saw was the scene. In the scene, Fifth Master Mazi was wearing an earth-colored sweat coat on his shoulders, standing there with his bare back, his sweat-soaked pockmarked face tilted; the aunt was carrying a bundle of grass, The head was covered with a checkered blue scarf, and the head was deeply hooked, and then the straw bales slowly fell to the ground.Then, the aunt suddenly took off the reliable blue check scarf that was covering her head, and saw that she was half bent, brushing the surrounding sorghum trees with both hands "Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua..." She took out a handful of leaves and spread them out on the ground. Then, she took off her clothes one by one, and lay naked on the sorghum leaves. The setting sun illuminated a white silence...

Later, in time, after repeated grinding and playing, he vaguely understood the meaning of that group of words.He first felt the depth of the word "off" in his tone.He felt that it was not a word, it was an irresistible force.Why do you just take it off?Why can't other people let Auntie off?On the village street, he saw his aunt pour a bowl of rice on Shi Dun, because Shi Dun took advantage of her unpreparedness and patted her butt lightly.Shi Dun is so strong, but Shi Dun was scared away...Of course, after he recognized some characters, the first thing he understood was the word "tuo". .Very vivid!Next, he gradually understood the connotation of that group of characters. In a specific environment, he tasted the meaning of confrontation in that group of characters. "Tuo" is an order, "Guisheng" is resistance, and that resistance is a step. step by step.He tasted humbleness in the first character "grass", disdain in the second character "grass", and threatening contempt in the third character "grass".For a long time, he didn't understand what "Hongye's father..." meant, and he didn't understand the relationship between "Hongye's father..." and this matter.Slowly, slowly, he felt the intensity of the confrontation. In that sorghum field, this was the most intense resistance of my aunt!Guisheng is my aunt's man, but the answer is "grass"; in desperation, my aunt brings out "Hongye's father". Hongye must be a girl, but she has such a nice official name: red leaves.Who is Hongye?And who is Hongye's father?This is a language code, a code. After decomposing it, he came to the conclusion that this is not a person from Da Lizhuang... However, her strength still cannot resist Fifth Master Mazi, and her correspondence is still a word "grass". The tube was simple, but Auntie was helpless, she emphasized "Hongye's father" again... and the word "grass!" that Fifth Master Mazi called out at the end has extremely rich meanings, which contains the meaning of "grass!" which can be seen on the plain. Everything...but what is it?

For a period of time, he saw his aunt's three sons thriving.My aunt's three sons, Daguo Erguo and Sanguo, all grew up thick-headed and thick-headed, and each was stronger than the other: but at that time, he was as thin as a hemp stalk, and his wrists were also small. He was just a little wood, and he was hungry. On Gui Street, the aunt's San Guo once said to him imposingly: "Braid, come here." However, as soon as he walked over, the little San Guo pushed him down in one fell swoop, throwing him all over his face. flower! He once resisted, he once led San Guo from his aunt's family to a field buried with weeds and thorns, and then pushed him down all at once, causing San Guo to be covered in grass and thorns... But, Da Guo.The Two Kingdoms and the Three Kingdoms came together, and they pushed him to the ground, almost killing him... Da Guo said, "Let him call Lord!" He didn't call out, he really didn't want to call out.Er Guo said: "Don't yell and let him fart!" So, the three countries took off their pants one by one, sat on his face and farted loudly!The fart stinks, smells like sweet potatoes.He cried.

Later, he attributed the failure of this resistance to sweet potatoes.This is a summary about farts. From the farts released by the Three Kingdoms, he smelled enough sweet potatoes, that is to say, Auntie's house has a lot of sweet potatoes!There are enough sweet potatoes in the three countries to eat, but he has never eaten a whole sweet potato. Only three years have passed, and during these three years, he saw his aunt mowing the grass again and again.But the aunt who mowed the grass lay down in the field again and again, decomposing like a knotweed, letting Fifth Master Mazi speak with his flesh... The word "off" that Master Fifth Mazi shouted has been lost Lost the old domineering, and turned into a murmur of turbid force.The word "ba" is often added after the word, and the "ba" is fleshy, with a sticky smell.At the end of every day, Fifth Master Mazi would always pinch a place and say: jelly beans.

What is bean jelly? After Fifth Master Mazi said "bean jelly" again, I never saw my aunt mowing the grass again... Suddenly one day, he saw Mazi squatting like dead ashes at a corner of Gui Street, he seemed to grow old in the blink of an eye.He was squatting there, holding an old bowl tremblingly in his hand, and was drinking noodles "squeakingly" when his aunt came over.The aunt stood up and walked past Mazi Fifth Master, but just as she was about to walk past, she suddenly lowered her head, "Dumb!", and spat into the bowl of Mazi Fifth Master, but Fifth Master didn't even have a head lift.He just moved his chopsticks slowly, staring blankly at the spit in the bowl.For a long time, he seemed to be reluctant to part with the bowl of noodles, and even ate the spittle noodles.

At that moment, he was simply dumbfounded! Therefore, when he was very young, he inadvertently approached the essence of the plain by relying on the revelation of that one grass and one word.