Chapter 41 forty

The sea is a trap. The sea is a big blue vat.The wind blows, and the sea greets the reunion after a long absence.Carrying thousands of lives, the large freighter sailed cautiously from Lei Yue Mun.Some people were so excited that they shed tears, but not necessarily sad. Too many buildings give a cluttered feel. The fishing boat returned disappointed, and the ferry was most afraid of the blueprint of the bridge.Everything is seeking proof, in fact, all objects do not exist. Conservatives still love serenades. Some people who don't understand abstract painting think that the image of sea water can be created by adding blue to the canvas.This is not something to be sad about.It is sad that those who know little about abstract painting are advocating abstract painting.

Asking Picasso for representations of figures, we see many inner pillars. A good poem is by no means a pile of typefaces.There are too many bad poets who wrote the fifth season and the thirteenth month, and they gathered together to search for novelties in the womb, and finally became a gang in the literary world. The sea is a trap. The sea is a big blue vat.At this time, the idea of ​​jumping into the sea has disappeared, and I have become a landscape admirer. A raw flame needs a fan.The third eye has seen shorn hair.Yawn, the eyes of the universe are watching how feelings are cut into pieces.

Walk into the forest of thoughts and hear the silent call.Friend, when you are alone, even calling is silent. Can't forget the past. Everything in the past is like a piece of wet clothes stuck to my mind, the water-milled rice cakes in my hometown, and the obscene ditties in my hometown.One day, I will pay attention to the color of the earth in front of my old house. I want to open the door of hope, but there is no key. We have always valued literature, even our ancestors.However, until now, we have not been sure who the author of "Jin Ping Mei" is? Who is the author of "Awakening the World"?

Who is the author of "Continuing the Wonders of the Past and Present"? Grace cooled.Hope freezes.Although the sea is blue, it gives me a feeling of disgust. Suicide is said to be an act of cowardice, but it also takes courage. The moment of wisdom like a shooting star is very glamorous.The carvings on the teacups are naturally not art.I saw people who were familiar with Tang poems fascinated by the billboards on the side of the road. Suddenly remembered the name of an album: "The Voice of Hong Kong". Two American sailors stood by the side of the street and laughed heartily.

I heard Maria went to Mexico City? Yes. it's a pity.She wouldn't have married the Mexican if I'd had had less alcohol that night. Yes, you shouldn't be drinking that much that night. Where are you going now? Drill hooves. Craving a good steak? I want to see a pair of black and bright eyes. There was another string of piercing laughter, as if a large vase had suddenly shattered. At night, neon lights are like prostitutes, attracting the attention of passers-by with bright colors. The old ones have been demolished, and the new ones are still under construction.Hong Kong 1963.Young people go to Southorn Stadium to watch the night wave.

The noise of Spring Garden Street.The plaster seller is hoarse.people.people.people.There are people everywhere, rubbing shoulders and shoulders like sardines in a can.The girl with long braids suddenly screamed, saying that someone twisted her buttocks.So, the laughter is like a wave. Someone twisted Li's voice very loudly. Give me a kiss, please, kiss me on the face, make a love mark The narrow streets are filled with the atmosphere of old Hong Kong.Foreigners took their cameras to hunt for subjects, treating them as the dark alleys of Casablanca. Red bean paste.Lotus seed tea.Shrimp Wanton Noodles.Japanese Meatball performed a hot dance.Leprechauns fight.Five mosquitoes per set.Two men make love in a stairwell.The first class of good horses sprint for supremacy.How to save the world?Someone was showing a small movie in the wooden house on the roof.

where to go Go to the Central Committee to see He Feifan's "Peach Blossom Dream Last Year Tonight". Did you buy a movie ticket? bought.And you? Go to Hong Kong to watch a fight movie. Burning Red Lotus Temple, Leopard Mountain Divine Crane Sword, Crane Divine Needle, Qing Palace Sword Video Record, Vampire Magic Whip, Condor Shooting Hero, Female Snitch Huang Ying, Emei Swordsman Legend, Jianghu Legend, Iron Fan, Tianshan Divine Ape, Qingling Eight Heroines , Shen Jian Flying Dragon Legend, Mandarin Duck Sword, Sword Qi Qianmen Record, Double Dragon Chain Hook, Taiyi Thirteen Palms, Sword Breaking Heaven, Demon Hero Fighting for Heroes, Great Sword King Five

Schoolchildren in their teens read martial arts novels. Someone came out from the side alley, followed me, said it was Xinye who had just come out of the country, and asked me if I was interested.I shrugged and spread my hands.This is a commercial society, and women also become goods. Petrol lamps are like the eyes of giant beasts.There is a smell of beef from the big pai stalls.I should eat something, Wuhaozi bought a bowl of offal.There were two dark-skinned middle-aged men talking about Mo Zhenhua's descent from the mountain.One said that Mo Zhenhua was still the best leftist in Hong Kong; the other said that the South China Association must have something to hide.Both of them were very impulsive, and the blood vessels on their necks protruded like earthworms.When I finished my offal, they fought.At first, everyone was surprised, but later, seeing them writhing and rolling around on the ground, they felt quite funny.Someone raised his voice and said:

Two drunks! The onlookers laughed in unison. (Alcoholics are real-life clowns, I suppose.) Then walk up a broken wooden ladder.After ringing the bell, the small window on the door opened a crack. An eye, an eye of judgment. who? Find a girl, fifteen or sixteen years old, with a dimple on her left cheek when she smiles. What's her last name, what's her first name? have no idea.I've been here before, though, and her mother brought me here.Her mother often looks for men by the sea. Oh, they moved away! Before the speech was finished, the small window was closed with a click.I sighed and went downstairs.After falling off the street, it was only when he woke up from a dream that he blamed himself.I only have a few dollars in change, why go to her?After thinking for a moment, I couldn't find any reason to support my approach.

All thoughts are hopeless, but I lack the courage to leave the world: only because of this, I want to meet that girl who is more pitiful than me. Go to the east of the avenue, turn the corner, go south, pass Morrison Hill Road, Leighton Road, Lee Garden Hill Road, and arrive at Causeway Bay. Saw a blind beggar at the corner of Yee Wo Street.I felt that he was more pitiful than me, so I resolutely gave him all the change I had. Back home, I saw a bottle of Dettol in the shower room.