Lonely
Walking alone in the rain
The sky is crying
lonely and helpless
The startled European heron
Fighting across the reeds
the pain of loneliness
Nowhere to tell
where is the heart
Wandering feelings
a love letter
No longer a destination
All the suffering in life
Thousands of words are unclear
life alone journey
Parting is always sad. There are too many memories in the place where I have lived for more than ten years. Literati always choose to sing a line or compose a poem. Use this to express your emotions,
The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, and it is not as deep as Wang Lun's love for me.
It is known that the road to the spring is close, and it is difficult to leave my hometown.
I advise you to drink a glass of wine and leave Yangguan in the west without any old friends.
Every inch of the soft intestine is full of pink tears. Don't lean on the dangerous building near the high building.
However, Wang Bu is so dead that he doesn’t feel anything. People can always adapt to everything.
Unlike Lao BuSi, poor Wang BuSi didn't even have a baggage or food to eat, and his change of clothes was burned to ashes. But Wang Busheng has a good attitude. I came with nothing, so why should I leave with mundane things? Of course, except for the few taels of silver, they were the funeral expenses for prosperity.
Knowing nothing about the outside world, Wang Busheng didn't think anything of it and walked happily along the way. Jumping up and down, like a child who got double hundred in the exam.
Since ancient times, there has been only one road in Huashan Mountain. Although Wuhu Village is much less famous, there is still only one road down the mountain. If you don't take this road, you can only pray that you have a pair of wings and fly over.
So Wang BuSheng met the same people as Lao BuSheng - Er Pang,
It is estimated that they have been staying here for more than ten years. The two of them built a thatched house at the intersection. It was not big, but it could always provide shelter from the wind and rain. Fatty was holding a pig's trotter, sitting at the door and eating happily, but he didn't know whether Fatty was eating the front hooves or the back hooves. Because of the injury to his hand, his speed was affected.
Wang Bushit walked by and saw the pig's trotters. Well, Wang Bushit was a little hungry. These pig's hooves are not something you can eat if you want. Even a cadre family as big as Li Zheng can't eat them. The cost of raising pigs is too high for the common people. High, even the fattened pigs will not be kept for themselves to eat. They will choose to buy them in the city to exchange for some money to support the family.
Wang Bushi wanted to go over and take a bite, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. He couldn't discredit the male protagonist.
It’s just that Wang Bushit wanted to leave, but Er Pang didn’t want to.
Originally, there were very few people coming down the mountain from Wuhu Village every day, and Big Fatty and Erpang had already remembered the appearance of Lao BuSheng and Wang BuSi. Naturally, ErPang already recognized Wang BuSi. Remembering Big Fat's explanation, there was no chicken. How could he survive the day of eating, so he quickly gnawed the pig's trotters in his hand, jogged a few steps, and stood in front of Wang Busheng.
Wang Busheng was shocked when he saw this. Could it be that this old man was a Bodhisattva in the temple, and he would always give some charity when he saw the world.
Well, Wang Busui imagined that the world is too beautiful. In the beginning, people are inherently good. This is true. It just depends on the person. Erpang is not the case.
"Uncle, what's the matter with you?" Wang Bushi asked.
"Who are you calling uncle? I am twenty this year." It seems that age is not only a taboo topic for women, but also for men.
Wang BuSie has black lines all over his head. Even though Er Pang is so oily, he doesn't look like a man in his fifties or sixties. But at twenty, it's strange that Wang BuSie can be trusted.
"Okay, big brother, give way, you're in the way," Wang Bushit said.
"Boy, go back quickly." Erpang didn't take Wang Bushit seriously at all. After all, Wang Bushit was not tall and thin, and he looked very weak to others. He was an easy target to bully in people's eyes.
"Why should I listen to you?" Wang Busui was also a little angry. He didn't recruit you or provoke you. People are kind and bullied. He looks kind, but he can't be bullied.
"It's fine if you don't go back, I'll keep your life," the second fat man said viciously. As the saying goes, Jiang is too old, and he can't beat him to death. How can anyone be afraid of you, a little kid like you?
After I have suffered such great grievances, I must find someone to vent to, otherwise I will suffer from endocrine disorders. It's up to you to see if the size and length of Wang Bu Shei are just right.
Erpang is very confident. Although he is now a disabled person and basically does not need to put on makeup when setting up a stall and begging for food, Erpang believes that one hand is enough to deal with the king.
"Whose crotch was not fastened and you were exposed. I want you to mind your own business and want my life. Why?" Wang Bushu was completely angry. After a day of injustice, he left and Wangcai died tragically. , the anger in my heart finally burned.
The second fat man looked down at his crotch and said, "Fortunately, my crotch is tied."
He looked up at Wang Busheng and said, "Buddha wants your life, there is no reason."
As soon as the Erpang finished speaking, he saw a fist as big as a sandbag appearing in front of him. He was unprepared and had nowhere to defend himself. His eyes were punched heavily.
"Your uncle, you think you have lived too long and are seeking death," Wang Busheng cursed angrily. No longer talk about the moral principles of the world. You should say a few words before taking action. If you can take action, talk less.
The Erpang felt stars in his eyes. He took two steps back before standing still. He touched his eyes. Fortunately, they were only swollen and the eyeballs were still there. Otherwise, the Buddha without eyes would be too scary and begging for food would not be effective. He pointed Wang Bushi scolded him, "You brat, you have no rules at all for conducting a sneak attack."
"I rarely tell people who want my life to follow the rules." After the move was successful, Wang Bushit continued with a smile, "Are you ready? I'm going to start."
"What did it mean just now?"
"That's a warm-up."
Wang Bushit was very fast, and he was in front of the second fat man in just one breath. The second fat man was caught off guard. Unexpectedly, this kid also had a few tricks under his hands. His deception skills were good, but when it came to fighting, his combat effectiveness might be a little low. , I just saw Wang Busheng's thin appearance, and I originally thought that with more than 300 kilograms of fat, I could crush such a kid to death, but the results were always unsatisfactory, and Buddha couldn't always go as he wished.
If you can't fight, just run. Anyone with brains can do it. Erpang doesn't have much brains, but he still has some. He turned around and wanted to run. Before he could take a step, Wang Busui grabbed one of his arms. Fortunately, he wasn't injured. Which one, then Wang Bushui started to spin around the center of his circle. More than three hundred kilograms was like thirty kilograms, drawing a circle in the air.
The two fat men flew away, and the pig flew into the sky again. It was really a strange sight.
The fat man in the air turned pale. He knew his own weight and it was difficult to pick him up, but this kid was able to throw him up. It was obvious that Wang Busui's fighting ability was not small. He had kicked the iron. On the board, the second fat man wanted to cry, "Put me down, I was wrong, please spare me."
Everyone may have some common sense. No matter how fat a person is, their arms are not as big as their thighs. For a fat person who weighs more than 300 kilograms, the proportion of his arms is too small, and his natural load-bearing capacity is not good. The process of flying in the air In the middle, the second fat man once again felt the pain of dislocating his arm, and tears fell down.
Wang Bushi was still very talkative. Seeing that the second fat man was so frightened that he cried, he complied with the second fat man's request and said, "Okay, I'll let you down, and you should be ready."
"thanks, thanks"
"Get ready, I'll let go." Then Wang Busheng let go.
Erpang came down, but he came down in a parabola, and his landing posture was wrong. Most people would land with their feet first, but he was just the opposite. He wanted to hit the ground with his head. If he hadn't fallen in the dirt, Erpang would have easily suffered a concussion.
Unable to exert any force with his hands, Erpang could only use his buttocks to move around. He sat up with difficulty and leaned against the tree. He looked at Wang Busidian aggrievedly, and the meaning was self-evident: "You are a big liar."
Seeing the miserable state of the second fat man, Wang Busheng felt happy, and the anger he had held in his heart was relieved a lot.
Wang Bu Shou walked towards Er Pang step by step. Er Pang kept moving back and said with a trembling mouth: "Don't come over, don't come over."
It only took one move to cripple one of his arms, which was even more cruel than that old immortal. How could Er Fat not be afraid? It turns out that being a killer is not suitable for him, so it would be safer to beg for food.
"Okay, okay, don't be afraid, I won't go there," Wang Busheng said with a smile on his face as he looked at Erpang, with eight white teeth showing in his mouth.
"You take a few steps back, and then a little more," Er Fat said.
"Don't push too far, be careful to break your dog's legs."
The second fat man shut up, and Wang Busheng stood three meters away.
"Fat man, you have money." Wang Bushi asked, "How can I find Lao Bushi if he has no money and food is a problem? He still doesn't know how many days he can last with the few taels of silver he has, so it's better to prepare more."
Although they are a little fatter, they still have names. Erpang said weakly, "You can call me Erpang."
"Uh, okay." He smiled again and said again, "Brother Fatty, do you have any money?"
The second fat man felt very embarrassed and called his brother, is this boy taking advantage of him? Forget it, this is not the time to care. He heard Wang Busheng ask Qianzi if this boy still wanted to rob.
"No. No, monks don't carry those copper-smelling things," the second fat man said tremblingly.
"Are you really a monk?" Wang Bushit was very doubtful. He had never seen a monk chewing pig trotters.
"100% original monk".
"Why are there fewer ring scars on your head?" Wang Bushit asked curiously as he counted the ring scars on his fat head. There were some monks on TV; there were six dots, eight dots, and nine dots. Yes, but I’ve never seen one at two o’clock.
"Uh, it hurts too much, I can't stand it." Thinking of that night, the second fat man got chills all over his body. He couldn't forget the pain. The big fat man wanted to give himself a nine-point perm. He said it was more domineering, but it was too painful. , I really can’t stand it.
"Um, okay, Lord Buddha is also afraid of pain." Wang Bushu understandably asked again, "I really don't have any money."
"Monks do not lie."
A weak woman who had been hurt by a man once said with emotion, "There are ghosts in the world, but men can't believe them." The general meaning of this sentence is that I would rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than believe in a man. The mouth is the same. A man with a shaved head is also a man. Wang Bushu was very suspicious of Er Pang's words.
"Humph, none of the monks are poor." Ignoring Er Pang's words, Wang Busi walked over.
"Don't come here, don't come here!" Er Fatty screamed heartbreakingly and cruelly.
I walked up to the second fat man, squatted down, and started rummaging around. As expected, I found nothing.
The second fat man was relieved, "Monks don't lie to others. If they say they don't have it, they really don't have it."
However, Wang Bushi smiled when he saw Er Fat's bulging crotch.
Ignoring the Erpang's struggle, he took off his pants.
Then Wang Bushit rushed forward desperately, only to hear the second fat man's screams, tears hung from the corners of his eyes, and his virginity was gone. No, my money is gone.
It turns out that Lord Buddha also wears underwear, but Erpang's trousers should be handmade by himself. There is a small pocket in the front, probably to prevent theft. Wang Busheng dug out two taels of silver and ten pieces of silver from it. A few copper coins.
Looking at the even more pitiful amount of money, Wang Bushit was filled with displeasure and asked, "Why is it just such a small amount?"
The traffic in Erpang's eyes is even greater. It's easy for a man to save some money, because he still has his brother. This money is saved bit by bit by himself, through hard work, for more than ten years. Every time he buys meat, The eldest brother asked me to cut off ten kilograms of meat, but I cut nine kilograms and nine taels of meat. The one tael of meat saved became my own private money. I didn't dare to keep more every time, because the fat man could eat it. Just like this, I accumulated all this over time, and ended up being taken away by this boy Wang Busheng. It was like raising a child for more than ten years and finding out that the child's biological father is Lao Wang next door.
"Is there anything else?" Wang Bushi didn't trust Er Pang very much. With such a body of flesh, how could he only have this little money.
"It's gone, it's really gone," Erpang affirmed with a cry in his voice.
"I don't believe it, I'll search again." Without hesitation, Wang Busi pulled off Erpang's panties and rummaged through his clothes again.
The second fat man's hands were injured and he was at the end of his life. He couldn't bear to look at his own body, but in the end, it was all exposed.
Turning over the second fat man's body and looking at his butt, the second fat man said with a cry: "Uncle, there is really no way to hide in that place."
Well, Wang Bu Die was afraid of being disgusted with that part, and had nothing to gain. Wang Bu Die was very unhappy. With the few taels of silver from the Li Zheng family, what he got from Er Pang seemed much less.
"Look at how worthy a monk you are. It's so bad that you only carry so little money with you." Wang BuSi criticized that Wang BuSi usually despises people who are not enterprising.
Er Fat looked at the sky, speechless.
With two taels of broken silver and more than ten copper coins collected, as well as a pig's trotter found in the house, Wang Busheng set out again. The naked Erpang could finally let go of his voice and cry to his heart's content.
