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Chapter 8 Lu Tao

one The breeze blowing over from the water on the river bank was already a little cool.Yanwei in the daytime, look at the sun and run to the end of the sky again. "Boys, crawl over here! Be more courageous, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, with brothers around, this water won't drown you!" The tall and big man's # stood in the waist-deep water facing the river, shouting loudly at several friends on this side. "Just come here! *Although he has a loud voice, a few people who are not very slick are always courageous. You can't go there regardless of your fate just because someone is bold!

As for me, a landlubber, I sit alone on a stone pier that has been collapsed by a waste roller on the bank, swinging a wooden stake, and let the quiet and quiet flowing river rush against my pair of white feet.At the bottom of the beach not far from us, there are countless naked bathers of all sizes with "buttocks stabbing hips".The man who led the horse floated around pulling the horse's neck and tail. At last he swam again. "Brother Yun, you should also wash in the water! It's not that you can't use water, what are you afraid of? The water is not very deep, with me here, everything is safe.Knowing a little water is very useful, and it will save you a lot of losses elsewhere, such as the danger that Xiang Shuyuan and the others went to Qinglang Beach that time. "

"It's not that I don't want to come here and learn it... It's only been a few days since you don't look at my body—" "Your body is not good, just wash it. Take a few more cold showers, and your body will become stronger ...There are so many people, each in front of you, left and right, are you still timid? I personally dare to be sure......." "Okay, okay, I'll see you in a week, if you don't get sick, I'll come and learn from you to push the boat , let’s hit the sinker.” ………… Suddenly, two "pigs with nothing to do in the trough arched pigs" poured water on each other in the shallow water.

Everyone clapped their hands and laughed. "It's worth it! It's worth it!" Everyone was still shouting, as if they thought it was too fun, and seemed to encourage their courage. They stood face to face, scooping up water with their hands and pouring water at the enemy.When you poured me, I turned my head; when I poured you, you closed your eyes again; everyone was wet all over, and water droplets spewed out of their mouths.In the applause and shouts, no one wants to lose this heroic spirit! "Good role, good role, - is there any brother who dares to play against me? I can let him have his left hand!" He was very itchy.Seeing that Er defeated Ni, he couldn't stop praising him.I can't wait for someone to come and pour with him for a while, so as to show some skills.Unexpectedly, he challenged for a long time, but no one came to meet him, which made him very embarrassed-"You are all useless, let the brothers swim over to show you off again--Yundi, Yundi, you Look, I can go a few zhang long by making a squat.” He folded his palms upwards, bowed his waist, dived into the water, and disappeared.

A circular pattern on the water gradually spread away. The river was more than twenty feet wide, but he beat half of it with a scorpion. ——In less than two minutes, he stuck out a watery head from the other side of the river. "Haha! Haha! How are you doing, Yundi!" With one hand, he was making a stand for cats to wash his face and wiped the water on his face and head. The bank of the river is approaching. - Well, well, well, good! I also clapped my hands and shouted with everyone. two It had rained a little for a few days, and the water in the big river rose again.The flood water, flowing alive, seems to be running faster and more urgently than before!But if you go to the stone spout in front of the Gong's oil house to have a look, the shallow water in your eyes seems to be much slower than when the water was shallow before!

The banks of the river have also changed a lot.The water on the beach has leveled off.The water has probably risen more than ten feet away. There are three or five department store ships moored together at the backwater of Xiaocha Port.If it is in the misty rain and mist, it becomes a very beautiful natural picture if it is paired with the white smoke from cooking in front of the cabin.If it is sunny, at any time, there will always be a man in short clothes on the oily and slippery deck, holding a broom made of rags, dipping in the river water to wipe the deck.On the roof of the palm leaf boat, there must be poles wearing clothes to dry and being blown by the wind, like a flag.

They are closed at this time.Some have reached their destination and should rest; others wait for the water to recede before starting.At this time, if you want to recognize the person who is the boss, you can know it at a glance.He will put on his old blue cloth long gown that is usually packed in a bamboo box, and if he is more luxurious, he will also put on a brand new green satin mandarin jacket that is so green that it shines. Gone is the obnoxious look of rough hands and feet. If there is a large bundle of fiber straps hanging on the mast of the ship, then you can tell that it is a boat waiting for the water!As for the launching boat, it has no mast.When the mast reaches below Chenzhou, it can help sail on the water; when it comes to the Beihe River, not only will the effect be lost early, the water will be rough, and the fatal thing is just hitting the rock. Get in the way, get in the way of doing things.Each of them has a whole wooden pole like a big knife growing on their heads, and the larger boats have two.The use of the radial is to left and right hull.When going down the beach, the crazy big waves hit the bow of the boat, and the waves behind hit the front again. The smaller boats almost passed through the middle of the waves. If there is no one to protect them, there will be more dangers!The boats on the water are afraid that the water will not have a towpath, so they cannot go up; while the boats on the water are using the water to let go.At this time, Changde, which is 700 miles away, can be reached in more than one day, and the water is big and the beaches are flat, so there is no need to be afraid of rocks.

Although the water is so big, we still have the chance to see boats on the water. Because most of these boats were not far away from here before the water rose, so they rushed to them with great strength so that they could be loaded and unloaded as soon as possible, and the second batch of boats would be launched in the water. More than a dozen sailors on the shore were lying on the stone road along the mountain, crawling slowly like ants.Grasping the bamboo horse whips on the river bank, or just grabbing some grass, slowly and slowly dragged the cargo ship that was fighting for water on the beach.

For the sake of coordinating the movements in the mouth, I couldn't stop yelling "Huh... 唻... Ya... How..." so loudly.At this time, there were only two stewards left on board, one foreman and one at the helm.The head-stopper was dancing with that wet penny with an iron drill embedded in its head, poking it here and there.The mouth is also "slow to the top, drive to... the side," then the boss at the helm of the rear boat.Occasionally, because of a small malfunction on the boat, they still have to curse, "Fuck your mother!" Originally, he was cursing at random, as if he had put a lot in his purse.When he was very angry, the son scolded his father and uncle, which was nothing.

At this moment, the boss at the helm is not the one who wears a green satin mandarin jacket and an old blue cloth gown, and eats cigarettes while leaning against the glass window in the back cabin. Rolling up his sleeves, he grabbed the tiller with his two yellow-haired handles, and pushed the unruly rudder left and right for the waves with all his milking strength.This life is not fun!If one is not careful, the whole boat will fall into the water, including people and belongings, so the large blood vessels in his neck at that time must have been swollen crimson, and the carapace, shoulders, toes, buttocks, etc. , all made nervous to the point of bulging.

"Slow down! Slow down... so close...it's so raw! I grew up eating tofu, so how can I be so weak?" Sheng Zi shouted at his slender hands, and his throat also hissed.In order to encourage the sailors crawling on the shore to exert their strength, they couldn't help stamping their feet until the bottom of the deck rattled, and shouted a few times in disappointment, "Old man! Lord! My father, just wait a little bit!" Just use a little bit of strength!" In fact, strength means that everyone can't cherish it enough to use it, but the boat is disobedient. At this time, Tao often sat with me on the Shizui lawn, seeing the boats like big buffaloes dragging their backs to the beach by more than twenty slender hands, and seeing the boats launching into the water in perfect harmony. The pleasant chant is connected, squeezed next to each other, chasing each other, flowing down the beach: two restless hearts seem to have already escaped from their mouths and jumped onto those yellow and gray boats floating on the water. went! They brought us here from another port!If we really jump on the boat, it will take us to Chenzhou, which is more than two hundred miles away, in less than half a day... and then go down, go down, until we reach Taoyuan, we can go ashore to find many people there. Interesting ruins... Go down, go down again, we can go to Dongting Lake again. At that time, a flat boat will race against the white gulls... And how fascinating Junshan is... At this time, he must I also have to complain about myself: I can't walk up the river from Yichang with a few friends, walk to Chengdu, pass through Wu Gorge, watch the turbulent river with turbulent waves, and look at the white clouds of the twelve peaks... It is a pity to lose the opportunity. September 1926 in Beijing In the summer of 1921, this good friend drowned in Youshui in Baojing.It was sunny after the rain, and because I was competing with a friend, I planned to swim through the Xinshang River, which was about half a mile wide, and was sunk by the whirlpool on the bank.It was discovered after the third day, and I buried it by the river. one Postscript in April 1981 in Guangzhou
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