#精品长文创作季#
The sun roasted like an aphrodisiac, and after steaming the water in the soil, he demanded from the crops, trees, grass, and all green life, and the ground burned so badly that the iron feet of the croppers could not stand it. Zhuang He's leaves were all rolled, revealing half of his soft head and trembling in the fire wind of the room, and he died one by one......
The grass is withering, and the leaves are yellowing, withering, and falling......
Gou Dadan was like a wolf who had lost his cubs, biting the dry tobacco pot in his mouth, and from time to time he looked at the gray-blue sky and circled around in front of the broken caves in the brigade headquarters, snorting and scolding: "When is this poisonous mouth, and he is still grinding!
"Erlianwa has only been fart for a while, is it ...... It's you who are anxious!", Qin Yulian frowned and said timidly as Gou Dadan frowned.
"Dog ball day, can you not be in a hurry? A hundred years of rare 'stuck neck drought', is the spit ear season, Lao Tzu is the branch secretary, can't harvest grain in autumn, what to eat? Lao Tzu how can he explain up and down?", Gou Dadan's bull's eyes widened and glared at Qin Yulian's fierce roar.
"It's coming, it's coming", Gong You, the director of public security, pointed to the steaming and fumigated snake mountain road under the wall, and exclaimed.
Gou Dadan took a quick look, and saw that the two of them stumbled in the thick of rust red......
Liang Poison Mouth Large Liang Yin, nicknamed Liang Seventy-three, his grandfather Liang Shun was born in the seventy-third year of his name, when he was just born, he was a lovely person with meat and powder, and his parents clapped his hands in his sleep
The palm will also excite Ling to wake up and kick his legs, but when he was five and a half years old and had a rash, his body burned like coals, and his mother's tears fell on his skin.
As he got older, his inferiority complex became heavier, and he gave up on himself in his twenties, drinking prostitution, gambling, scheming, abduction, and stealing, and he became a famous gray pickee in the village. When I was young, my father and mother took care of the sun and the moon, and my father and mother kicked him out of the door and couldn't mix, and he was afraid that his reputation would be bad.
The big black and rhubarb are very obedient, one carries a roll of tattered clothes for him, and the other carries a few rags, squatting or standing or walking with small and brisk steps day or night, humming like two generals one left and one right close to the master. This makes the lame look extremely energetic wherever he goes, like a big-headed person with a guard.
Generally, the wild beggars who wander and beg have the characteristics of insatiable, and every time they go to a village, they rush from door to door, and they do not let go of the family, and they are called "driving the door", and the begging techniques are clumsy, and the leper dog will only squat at the door and whisper and shout to the aunt and aunt. Liang Yin was different, looking at the target, pushing the door in and using psychological attack tactics, first shaking the bamboo board in his hand, playing a jazz band's drum set or rapid or soothing rhythm, and then coughing and clearing his throat, singing an opening sentence to tell the truth:
The blind man lights the lamp in vain, and his face is small and he complains about the big buttocks.
Singing casually has no spectrum, and the sack embroidery foundation is poor.
The horse has iron hooves to run thousands of miles, and the turtle treats the king to the eighth.
The fox steals chickens and does not change, and the shit is hard with peony flowers.
The beggar has no money to marry his mother, and he begs for trouble.
Pomegranates bloom and bear loquats, and rotten eggs are not called melons.
Lifting a stool is a move, and telling lies with your eyes open.
Playing cotton sticks and hammers hit at both ends, and the unmarried daughter's father and mother boasted.
If the main family is satisfied, then it is enough, and dissatisfaction is another paragraph:
The lotus flower is a little red out of the water, and the willow spits out the leaves and stripes are green.
Most of the stars in the sky are arched north, and there is no water in the world and does not face east.
Ten fingers are divided into long and short, and at the end of the darkness is light.
The sun and the moon reincarnate day after day, and the cold and heat come and go from winter to winter.
Flies do not bite seamless eggs, and wasps venom needles on their tails.
The snake hits a seven-inch fish hook gills, and the guitar is generally seven notes.
The toad at the bottom of the well is a small world, and you have to go into battle with father and son.
It is difficult to draw the skin of the tiger and the bones, and it is difficult to know the face and the heart.
An inch of time is an inch of gold, and the watermelon and pepper taste is good.
Don't complain that the hemp rope is short, and you just think that others are deep in ancient wells.
A thousand lies are dung, and a confidant is a thousand gold.
The icing on the cake has been there since ancient times, how many people can send charcoal in the snow?
Good medicine is good for the sick, and good advice is good for the ear.
Life is like grinding tofu, and grinding a spring is a spring.
If you have money, you are your own brother, and if you have no food, you are like a passerby.
The bird is looking forward to the sunny and the shrimp is looking forward to the yin, and the doll is new for the New Year.
When it comes to sadness, Shiren will also be full of tears.
The people hope that the tree of happiness looks at spring, and the sun is lit by day and night.
Don't talk nonsense, think about it.
If that sentence is not right, you can scold me for being a blind turtle.
These words are sung, even if the stupid egg of the wood carving clay sculpture listens to it, his heart will itch and his face will shine, and in the process of singing, the two members of his left and right "Hum Ha two generals" cooperate very well, shaking his head and tail There is a sound in his mouth, like a flattering moan, and like an impatient roar, which makes people tremble, so under this double psychological attack of joy and surprise, you have to shake off a few hairs of your iron cock, and the copper pea also has to burst out a few oil stars.
The singing lyrics are rhymed in chapters, all of which are the big truths of the hair, so the villages and villages of the five hundred Li Daheng Mountain, the fort camp who marries the son and hires the father (Yanbei dialect), always try to let Liangyin go to "sing joy", if any family can't be invited, it will be regretted for a lifetime.
Liang Yin was content, and he gave up when he and the two dogs were enough for a day's expenses, and he was never greedy for more, and it was precisely because of this that he won the reputation of "beggar fairy Liang poisonous mouth". After eating and drinking, he stayed away from the earthly land of right and wrong, or stayed in the famous mountains and ancient temples to listen to the lectures of the high monks and Zen meditation, or wandered among the mountains and rivers to explore the ancient and warm seasons, and fell down on the spot when he was sleepy, and let the mosquitoes and flies on his head wrapped in a five-foot blue cloth roar like a group of mosquitoes, flies, and bombers, and he could snort like thunder; in the severe winter, he stayed in the temple palm haystack, rolling his head black and not slipping autumn dung eggs, people called him a madman and a fool, but he laughed when he heard it, and he had the style of Qu Fuzi: "The world is turbid, I am alone, everyone is drunk and I am sober".
So more than 20 years later, when the nest melon eggs invaded the Yanbei area, Liang Yin didn't know whether to pull the tendon, so he returned to the Gou family camp under the Lotus Peak, and lived alone in the dilapidated Dragon King Temple Early death, all day long to people to talk about all kinds of personal anecdotes, all of a sudden, the Longwang Temple that is less than five meters long is overcrowded, no less than 30 people all day, almost all the men and children of the Gou family's camp, the smoke from the little orchid, the smell of sweat and feet, uninterrupted and undisguised "poof" stinky fart, the air quality can be imagined, but it can't stand the Liang Yin's modulation and frustration, The narration of emotion bathed people's minds in those extremely interesting historical texts, so everyone was unmoved, it was simply "a huge smell of strange fragrance, nothing to hear, a landslide overflowing the river, and nothing to see".
Liang Yin is not only "bullish", but also very good at grasping the heat, that is, according to the content of the story and the emotional reaction of the audience, at the critical moment of grabbing people, to hang everyone's "appetite": sweep the audience with bloodshot eyes, show a sly smile, say "know what will happen next, and listen to the next decomposition", and then cock the thin buttocks, and make a gesture of waving his hands.
At this moment, all the people in the cave suddenly grew in their hearts a kind of panic like losing a child, and let out a noisy but identical pleading voice, and with a smile on their faces, they pleaded bitterly, and brought a bowl of brown sugar water full of thick and thick to their mouths, and handed them the little orchid that had been treasured in their pockets for a long time. So Liang Yin made a look of indifference, shaking his head and muttering "annoyed to death" in his mouth, while ordering a pot to drink water. After you have drunk your fill, you have to sell a "guanzi": "Where are you going?"
After mentioning what he had just said, he slowly opened the stall again......
Liang Yin deserves to be the number one person in the Gou Zi Battalion, and even Gou Feng, the chief of the armor, respects Liang Yin as if he were a god and obeys his orders.
A year before the surrender of Wogua Danzi, one night, ten soldiers of the Eighth Route Army escorted five or six martyrs to the east, and were ambushed in the poplar forest less than a mile away from the Zenyukou of Lotus Peak. In the middle of the night, Liang Yin touched the poplar forest, heard someone moaning, so he rummaged through the pile of dead people, found a fourteen or fifteen-year-old baby who had not yet died, he picked up a trot, first placed the child in a small cave near where he usually rested, got herbs to wash the baby's wounds, and limped back to the Longwang Temple of Goujiayingzi overnight.
The next day, as soon as the sky was bright, Liang Yin kicked open the door of Goufeng's kiln and said: "Uncle Gou, I watched the sky at night, the noble star fell on the Lotus Peak, I gave the back ball, the Dragon King Temple was lying down, you take a look, this star is the guardian of our Gou family's camp."
Gou Feng followed Liang Yin to the Dragon King Temple, and leaned over to take a look: "This is a star, is it clearly a baby!"
"It's a baby, but this is the eighth master's baby, according to me, this nest of melons and eggs is the tail of a rabbit, and it can't grow!
Zhang Mengzhang (Mr. Longshanda) is a member of the Chinese Poetry Society, a member of the Chinese Prose Literature Association, a member of the Shanxi Folk Literature and Art Association, a member of the Datong Writers Association, and an executive director of the Datong Zhouyi Research Association