When the monkey came back another day, he didn’t bring a few pieces of broken money to silly, and he also brought a few brothers to put some broken money. Then he went straight out of an expired train ticket and rushed silly to draw a picture for a long time, but he was in a daze. However, he didn’t know what it was like to draw a picture. The monkey seemed to be ready to ring the gong with him, and the brothers immediately made faces and turned forward, but silly still didn’t know what was happening in front of him. At this time, the monkey was anxious to rush silly and roared. Fortunately, the little daughter grew up and saw this scene and quickly found a neighbor

The neighbor glanced at it and generally understood the monkey’s purpose. It was saying that he was stupid to leave home and play tricks on him like other men. Only in this way could he build a new house. Where did he know that he was stupid and stupid? He also knew that his monkey was sworn. The brothers shook their heads again and again and refused to do so. The monkey was angry and anxious, but he didn’t leave. He led his brothers to sit in the treetops at the door until it was dark, and his eyes looked at him savagely, coaxing his daughter to sleep, and then he couldn’t sleep. In the middle of the night, although it didn’t rain
This stupidity has finally gone the monkey-playing road like other men, but everyone in a county can prove that it is a monkey-playing, not a monkey-playing. In fact, because he took his daughter all the way, he didn’t go too far, but he lingered farthest in the county town. Most of the time, the monkeys listened to Song Gong’s arrangement of stupidity and needed to sit with his daughter. Hehe, you can see that he was watching the spectators, and they often couldn’t help playing tricks on stupidity in the middle of the performance, either grabbing his hat and wearing it on his head or suddenly jumping on him to give it to him.
The days passed day by day, because this team could not perform monkey tricks, but also could perform monkey tricks, and more and more money was broken. In the provincial capital, I was so stupid that I took my daughter to take a merry-go-round.
This year, when the Spring Festival approached, the monkeys returned to their own county with the train. They pulled their posture in the former Little Square and planned to go back to the village for the Spring Festival. Song Gong was present when the eldest brother sat there and was in the audience. He got up in the afternoon and bought some Guo Kui for lunch, but just as he was crossing the road, a truck came head-on and in the blink of an eye, he was caught in the truck and fell down again, so he died and could not wake up again.
Thanks to the silly villagers in Shili Township, they gave him a decent funeral, but in the end, Song Gongdu of Sung River didn’t go to the funeral to kowtow, but sat far away in the treetops at the door, neither moving nor staring at the silly portrait in a daze.
The next morning, people said that the monkey cried all night after the wake dispersed, but some people said that they heard the crying just because of the wind. After all, no one had ever heard the monkey cry before, so people stopped arguing, so they met together and went to the silly house to find out. From a distance, they saw the monkey still sitting in the treetops staring at the silly portrait.
In fact, for so many years, together with the silly daughter, I don’t know exactly where Song Jiang and Song Gong live at night. Supposedly, the silly family is also a monkey family, but it may be because of the gender difference or the monkey rules. After playing silly, the monkey has never been in the silly house again. Even if I don’t trust the little daughter to live alone, it is more and more frequent to send her food and drink, and I will never leave the house. If I want to stay longer, I will either sit in the treetops or sit on the roof.
Once, the little girl couldn’t help but want to know that it lived on the ground and secretly followed it without taking a few steps, and it found it unusual. It even roared angrily at her, and she lived obediently and watched her adoptive father disappear into a jungle.
It’s really her adoptive father. Although her biological father has passed away, whether she grew up to be a girl or she got married and gave birth to a child, it’s getting better and better today. A three-story building has just been built by her adoptive father. When she gave birth to a child at not fade away’s wedding, she sat motionless on the treetop or the roof, but her eyes were bright. For more than ten years, although she is getting older and older, her brothers are also dying, but it is said that the leading brother is still ready to fight and attack the enemy at every major event.
When his wife came back after he died of stupidity, the villagers even said that the little girl was in charge. I knew that the stupid wife would throw her daughter and run two days later after she got the stupid compensation. The villagers stopped her at the Yellow River ferry and used the money to build two houses for her little daughter. It was like a supervisor, Song Jiangong, leading all the brothers to come and sit in the treetops. If anyone dares to intercept a few bricks and a few logs, it will kill the other side from the oblique thorn.
A few years ago, a horse in the village suddenly went crazy and trampled all the way. I happened to meet the little girl coming from the factory to dodge and not being knocked down head-on by the crazy horse, and then her left arm was almost broken. I knew that the horse had just recovered calm that night and it was doomed. Song Jiangong and his brothers killed it at night and didn’t give it a chance to resist. In a word, they all rushed to bite its neck. Fortunately, the owner of the horse came to say that it was scared and stupid, and the horse finally saved a life.
Ten days ago, my daughter, who had grown up, came back to the village from the county seat with her daughter in her arms by a green leather train at a small platform ten miles away from her village. Her daughter was naughty and spilled milk on a drunk foreigner. This small incident actually caused foreigners to be furious and raise their hands to hit the mother and daughter. But wait a minute. Just as he raised his hand, Song Gong fell from the sky and screamed and rushed forward. The foreigner’s face and body left a series of blood prints, but there was nothing he could do but panic and disbelief.
Yes, now Duke Song of Sung River has become a frequent passenger on the train from this small station to the county seat, because my little daughter no longer needed it to earn rations in those days, and she is old enough to eat and drink. Now the most important thing in her daily life is to go to a key place, and there is nothing urgent to go there, either walking a few steps or staying for a while.
In the long past, when the place where it could earn money was the key place, today it is the key place. This place is not anywhere else, but actually the place where it was stupid to buy a pot helmet and died.
On this day, because I met it in Taiwan, I accompanied my little daughter all the way back to the village. It was also strange that my little daughter kept pulling its tail. In the past, it looked like a big mistake. Today, it didn’t make it so angry. When I was about to walk in the vast mulberry field, I was on a path. They parted this time. After many years, my little daughter couldn’t help secretly following it, but after all, it was a genius who took a few steps, she found the clue and lived here. She slowly turned around and angrily slammed her head and fell to the ground.
Speaking of it, it was not until this day that it fell into a coma that it was carried back to its home for the first time by its youngest daughter, so the chances were doomed not to be too many. After the oil ran out and the lights dried up, it was time for a hero to say goodbye to this world.
After a few years, I came to this village again. The reason is not worth mentioning. When the documentary director disappeared for several years, he found a sum of money from nowhere. Besides, I finished writing the long-abandoned foot again. Because I talked about it, I did everything I wanted to do, but I must admit that this time I started in a hurry, but it was doomed to glad you came, because I finally met the Song Gong, who was famous on both sides of the Yellow River.
When I saw it, it just woke up from a coma, but it was noisy. Everyone knew that it was going to go to a small station ten miles away from the village and arrive in the county town by train as in the past. Of course, the little girl was not allowed to stop at the door. It didn’t have the strength to hold the little girl’s arm for a while. It was probably because the sun was dazzling. Tears were in its eyes, and it was easy to sit down and gasped.
Later, it was tearful and shy, and quickly reached out and wiped it. It repeatedly raised its hand several times and could not reach its eyes.
Just like at the moment, in the southeast wind, in the cry of my little daughter, our team finally came to Song Jiang, and Song Gong tried his best to set foot on the small platform. However, he was unable to move forward on his own. It also happened that the green leather train had just arrived in the county seat, probably because the train was lit up. It looked like a call. It finally took a few deep breaths and came trembling from the crowd and stepped on the steps of the carriage. The conductor was already familiar with it and quickly reached out to help it.
When it was in the carriage, the youngest daughter rushed to the front line to get close to it. No one expected that it would stop at the door of the carriage and wave at the youngest daughter. Suddenly, the youngest daughter began to cry in pain and said that she wanted to go, but it was hard for her to hold the ticket money in her hand and put it back into her pocket alive. The youngest daughter continued to cry and told her not to feel bad about the money. She didn’t lack these tickets now. After all, it still blocked the door and closed her eyes, which pushed the train door to be near. No one in the team knew it was good by the car. Instead, it reached out and took a peach branch from my little daughter, which meant to reassure her that this was the only custom here. Peaches were in the hands of ghosts and gods.
Just as my little daughter cried bitterly, the train opened and slowly went to a wider wild night. At this time, my little daughter woke up from a dream and cried while chasing the train. A team ran forward with her. Everyone’s eyes were fixed on the hero who was looking for a seat in the carriage. Fortunately, he gave his seat to him without taking two steps. He sat heavily and gasped for a while and closed his eyes temporarily, like an old monk meditating, like a mountain river dreaming, like a peach blossom.
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Shanhe cassock
Li Xiuwen
brief introduction
Shanhe cassock is the first essayist in Li Xiuwen, a famous writer. Most of the words recorded here were written by hand on the way to Shanlin Town, Temple Studio, Small Hotel and Long-distance train in the past ten years. He recorded the emotional dignity of ordinary people in the world with pen and ink. They were doormen, vendors, umbrellas, mending pots, couriers, cleaners, real estate agents, sales representatives, and some chapters were written in travel poems, drama daydreams, and their lives were completely settled by writing about their homes. It was both a letter in distress and a cassock when they were traveling. Every time you wake up in the golden crown, you are not there. Brother is a villain. Chang ‘an is a poor tree, and 33 stories, such as ghost stories, are all from Li Xiuwen’s worship of the two gods of people’s beauty
1 order
Most of the words recorded in this book were written by hand during the ten years’ rush. There are all kinds of mountains, rivers, temples, studios, small hotels and long-distance trains. In these places, I can’t help but write them. The more I write them, the more I love to write them. They are both possible and close at hand. I have saved my life for ten years. By writing them, I have finally settled down to my fate. I only wrote novels when I was in trouble. Ten years ago, I didn’t expect that some shortage of humanity and darkness would come to me. I was caught in a long hesitation and stagnation.
One year, I accompanied my sick relatives in the hospital because I couldn’t stay in the ward. Every night, I asked other caregivers to look around for a place to spend the night. We all stayed for a winter night. It snowed heavily. My companions stayed at the rooftop water tower all night. After they were frozen up together, I suddenly decided to do something. I don’t want to continue writing, and I should try my best to write about my companions and their relatives.
Who are they? They are doormen, vendors, couriers, cleaners, real estate agents and sales representatives. In many cases, they also fail and are miserable. I used to be them, but actually I have always been them.
It is these people that the critically ill children sneak into the ward to see the moon capsule in the middle of the night every day. The escorts tried their best to help each other. The real estate agent swallowed and wept bitterly in the subway. The girl from the suburban factory chatted with the machine tool. I don’t know from this distance, one mother spent ten years waiting for the crazy child to wake up, and another mother made a living and hid her son in a shady place. In Henan, a monkey’s benefactor married his brother and walked along the Yellow River. My brother was also sent to a dangerous situation from the sky.
It’s the people. I’m looking for the long-lost word praise while writing. It’s the word that has made me turn over a new leaf and grow new bones and muscles.
In the past, I used to rely on them to spend my life, and then I was tired of them. But when I wrote, I was hesitant and stagnant, and I really made a living. I thanked them because they made me a worse person. They were awake, and I should never surrender to the here and now in my life.
This short text is still written on the way to work. At the moment, the rice fields outside the window are undulating, but the wind and grass can never make them look up. I feel inexplicably grateful once again. Grateful writing will run through my life, because I want to continue to worship the beauty of the two gods and people for the rest of my life.
Is the order of shame and fear.
When ashamed to speak
About ten years ago, on a snowy day, I took a train from Tokyo to Hokkaido. The closer I got to Sapporo at dusk, the heavier the snow would be. It was as if our train was heading for an independent country, which was not on the earth or on our planet. Later, the moon rose in the snow, giving a faint blue light to this marginal white and adding marginal blue. At this time, we were not heading for a country that was too empty to believe.
An elderly couple sat opposite me, just like me, and was deeply shocked by what I saw outside the window. The old woman’s face was pressed against the window glass and looked out. When she looked at it, tears welled up in her eyes. After a long time, she told her husband that the scenery was really embarrassing and she felt so redundant that she was embarrassed to say anything.
I have always remembered this sentence for more than ten years, but I also love to hate weaving it to wake me up. When the wonderland is unimaginable, don’t make a noise, don’t occupy it. What I have to do is to watch quietly, don’t break out in silence, but continue to be silent in silence. Over the years, I have a lot of shame in my memory, such as St. Petersburg ballet, Hulunbeier roses or mirage outside Yumen. They all make me feel that words are followed by deep shame.
Shyness is what people say that it is actually aggravated by caution and silence, but why should people be shy? There is no consensus today about the reason. Jerome Kagan, an American, found people all over the world to do experiments, and finally found a way to determine the real reason for shyness, or that he has found the answer, which can lead to shyness. It is no wonder that shyness has swept over so many people, and my body has reacted violently before I came. Jerome Kagan’s stomach is as nervous as a butterfly.