Chapter 9 Man

The sea air is too hard, Ding sits on the sand, his toes are still kissed by the small waves, the tired Apollo Yes, a little Greek flavor, men, women, old and young are all barebacked, but it’s a pity that the breasts are their own, and Many others are narrower; incomplete nudity is also lacking in China and Greece, a narrow-chested and out-of-breathing Apollo! In any case, China has finally made progress.Ding China's Apollo put his head slowly on the soft sand, very lazy, but still clear, beautiful, and thoughtful.Close your eyes, and the many goddesses you saw just now reappear in your mind, and you have made progress!That girl student who didn't graduate from high school!Her mother may still have bound feet.Healthy and beautiful legs!progress!Little feet into the sea, vomit, national humiliation!

It's too wet on the back.The new bathrobe is attached to the body, and I am too lazy to get up, but I can still afford it. The sea air will dry my back immediately.The sun is very strong, although not very hot.I have to buy black glasses in the pharmacy on Zhongshan Road. They are round and oval, and they are placed on the aspirin box.The eye circles are dry, there is salt in the seawater, drink two more mouthfuls of seawater, you don’t need to eat pickles when you eat; no, you will go crazy if you drink seawater, it is said that if you drink enough, ah, there are "Minbao" everywhere in the newspaper; Is it a company?Not Deng, boy of twenty-two drowned; full belly, dangerous, sea-green death!

The fort is green, no guns can be seen, and the green is poeticly beautiful; yes, it is red when killing people, and green when idle, like phlegm.I punched my chest, my lungs are too narrow, is it a lung disease?nothing.The sailboat is so beautiful, find a girl, just wear bathrobes, ride a small sailboat, float, float, float to the other side of the island; that island is like a fly on blue paper; the comparison is too dirty!Sitting in a boat, feeling romantic!No, we still go to Laoshan, where there are western-style restaurants.Western style, everything is Western style, China has made progress!

A pair of American sailors danced on the shore with their arms around two hookers.A woman walked behind her, from which country?The legs are as thick as the pillars of the hall.A group of boys buried a little girl with soil, only the head remained, don't!Don't!screamed.The sea crashed a few times, music, vomiting, tea dance.Well, the American sailors are far away. Someone is jumping down on the diving board, far away, stretching out his arms first, like Jesus on the cross; splashing water, it must be deep there, a lifeboat.Ah, that fat man has a point, with the harness around his neck like a big green python.Maybe there are no poisonous snakes in Qingdao?India.A barefoot man without a bathrobe was walking by the water, throwing cigarette butts on the sand. Ding looked at the iron basket and threw the peel into the basket.China has not progressed much!

Hello, Ding, the merman crawled out of the sea. The prostitutes dragged the sailors into the water, and it was contagious, so it should be banned. Sun!Ding shows his white teeth; look at his arms, they are very dark; his face is black and his teeth are black, he is not decent; romantic? The fat woman can actually float in the sea, mechanics, mechanics, how come?Ouch, once I entered the society, I forgot all my books!A group of students came over, each one as black as a ghost, with bones holding up their bathrobes to the edges.Sea bathing, sun bathing, but not enough food, insufficient nutrition, a mouthful of sea water, death, problem!In the morning and evening, eat corn bread twice, and practice running 10,000 meters!

What's the matter, Ding?Sun's hair was streaming with strands of water. Come and rest, don't try too hard, the air is hard, the sea is hard!Ding was also thinking about physical problems; Chinese people should practice Tai Chi, really. A group of people walked away, probably a family: four or five children, all carrying small iron cylinders; a woman in her forties had reorganized feet, and her heels were deeply imprinted in the sand; Eyes follow them; a man in his fifties, wearing a bathrobe embroidered with dragons.Retired officer! There was a black cloud over the island, and the fort was greener.Floating together in the sea, human heads, peace zone, water foam, shoulders, and sharp calls; the yellow-haired ones are Westerners, and men and women can be distinguished.I move, my heart beats faster, I don’t know how many couples have been fulfilled, Laoshan, boats, restaurants; it’s okay to look good, the whole body, the police check the hotel, it doesn’t matter.

Sun has a lover.Ding advocates celibacy, and maybe he will marry the ideal girl.No, celibacy is good, but children are terrible.One hundred and fifty is enough for myself; renting a house, buying furniture, hiring a mother, and having children are never enough.libido problems.Solve this problem without getting married.Society, feudal ideology, difficult!Ask any woman for a diamond ring! Sun, where did you go last night?Think about libido issues. It is good to go out at night while holding a candle.Sun sat next to Ding.The retired officer and his family have disappeared. Ding laughed, Sun Lu is absurd, and he also earns one hundred and fifty!And lovers.

No, Sun is not ridiculous.Everything is free; live in a hostel, live for nothing; ask others for dance tickets; take a bus for free, train tickets are free; bathing in the sea is free, the air is everyone's; One hundred and five, he is pretty enough, not absurd, cunning! Ding, where's your photo box? Did not bring. Tomorrow, I will go to Laoshan and take a warship.Sun buried his feet in the sand. The sailors came up, the tattoos on their arms were bluer, and the whores' legs had some gray scars, like moss marks. The fat woman's face was as red as the sun, her legs had many broken flesh, and her elbows had just been tied.

Several groups of people left, the sun slanted, and a sea boat left, pulling some white lines and golden red chimneys. Sun, when are you going back?There are still three days off, the director is amazing! I, the Yellow Crane, is gone forever. I came to Qingdao, lived in Qingdao, died of Qingdao, Mishima doctrine, and I don’t want to go back! That guy looks like Liu, no.disappointment!Meet old acquaintances in other lands.Liu, a childhood classmate, ran together like a pair of hares in happy times.In middle school, I began to worry, and in vocational school, I failed in arithmetic and graduated.One hundred and fifty, celibacy, no revolution, patriotism, China has progress.Flood disaster, dance relief, Sun Bai got two tickets; go with the girl, definitely!

Director Li?Sun remembered, wipe my ass, don't!Tell you, get a rich girl, have everything!How much did you and I spend on graduating from a vocational school?If there is a girl, who will we not give it to?Do we want a girl for nothing?you understand.China can have hope, as long as we comfortably reproduce and create human beings for the country.There are seven or eight beggars, Zhang Gongdao, thirty-five, and six are reliable; what are you doing?Added bandits and foreign coachmen.We, we should not be irresponsible to the society. We should have more children, and the husband and wife are worth 500,000 yuan in total, which is equal to the special prize of the airline lottery!clear?

Time to go.Ding stood up. Fail!Lose!Sun sat shaking his hands, the sun shining on his nails.See you here tomorrow!Lark! Ding looked around, there were not many people in the sea, only scattered human heads were left, and the red flag on the lifeboat was swaying up and down, the fat woman, the sailor, and the prostitute were all gone.Music, someone playing a harmonica in the distance.He went to change clothes, poof｜嗄｜toot!The cars on the road came one after another. When he came out, he saw a red mouth circle on the corner of his eyes, and there was a bulge on it, chewing gum.passed.Legs, the whole yellow back, high-soled shoes, the heels are as round as a newly laid egg.A few female students laughed and chirped, and passed by.He carried his wet bathrobe and walked along the seaside park.The big-leaved phoenix tree shakes the golden sun, and the pine sucks the golden slanting sun to the trunk; the yellow stone, wet and hard, looks at the white waves.one hundred and fifty.In the vagueness of the past, you can travel to the sea, mountains, islands, yellow wet stones, and white waves. Beauty, beauty is an emptiness.Career, construction, Chinese archways, bungalows.Run past a mongrel dog.China has progressed.I am a little hungry, yellow croaker, prawns, China's fishery has failed, Lao Sun is a genius, after the country falls, he will eat yellow croaker for nothing.where to go for dinnerlonely!The sailor has a prostitute, the retired officer has a wife, and the old grandson has a lover.Ding only had a wet bathrobe.Dark skin is also a problem.Go back to the office, you have to go back, Qingdao won't give me one hundred and fifty.Office, cigarettes, paper, pens, chatting, making opinions.A total of 150 yuan, with income tax deduction of 2 yuan and 50 cents, a check of 147 yuan and 50 cents, and a postal deposit of 25 yuan and 1 cent.Putting the wet bathrobe on the Yellowstone, he looked at the sea, the mystery of nature.With a bright future, he took out the lacquer box from his bag, and there was only a small powder bag left, no matches!The sea air is too hard, the chest is narrower, put the lacquer box and the housekeeping cigarette back in the pouch.Hands on the waist, looking at the sea, the mountains, the sails, China's Apollo!