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She had just come out of prison. In 2007, she was in a bar. Someone at the table opposite me whistled at her and invited her to drink with me. I drank too much, so I pulled out the dagger I brought with me and stabbed me. This stab lasted fifteen years. I remember that when I entered, there were people all over the street. It's about praying to Buddha, it's cold on a lonely sandbank, etc. It's been fifteen years, things have changed. She came to see me once last year and told me she was getting married. I didn't tell her about commutation of her sentence. After a brief chat, I turned around and left. In the past 15 years, I have farmed, raised pigs and made clothes. , My heart has long been calm. After I came out, I went to see her downstairs once. She was very happy. I was also very happy. It was time for me to think about my life. I had a dream last night. The problem was 15 years ago. Familiar streets and familiar scenes, but I just couldn't find the familiar one. Man, I woke up crying in the dream. The past cannot be taken back. Now all that is left is nostalgia. I am almost 30 and suddenly feel confused. I often can't sleep at night. I sit on the road, drinking wine and smoking alone. I don't know how to take the road ahead? The night before her wedding, I drove 400 kilometers overnight and rushed to the downstairs of her house. I saw the word "Happy" on her door downstairs and the lights in the room were still on. I didn't dare to disturb her. I took a few bottles of beer from the car and sat on a park chair downstairs at her house. After finishing the wine and smoking a pack of cigarettes, it was almost dawn. The whistle came from all the way. I knew that the car to pick her up was coming. Today she was going to be someone else's bride. Unfortunately, the groom was not. Me, she looked very beautiful today. I watched her get into the wedding car, the firecrackers went off, and the car drove away. I was still following behind the convoy, and suddenly a text message came from my mobile phone. It was... From her. She said, "Don't give it away. I will marry you again in the next life. Just forget me." In fact, she had been watching me drinking and smoking from behind the curtain that night, and she cried all night... My heart hurt like countless needles that day. I cried and was very sad. I wish her happiness, although the groom is not me, but the bride... I have loved... I have no regrets anymore, whether it is success or failure, everything is in vain, life or death, life is only a hundred years, so why should I be obsessed with a result. The only thing I want to do now is to go home and charge my mobile phone, but my mobile phone still has power, but the car ran out of gas on the way back. Is there any friend who can lend me 3,000 yuan for gas [Picture]

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Can anyone explain this? At the beginning, the protagonist is cremated right after his death? Let's not talk about whether there is such a thing as cremation in the ancient world of cultivation. Let's just say that everyone has to be cremated just after death. This is not the case in modern times, right? My brain hurts and my IQ is a bit lacking. I won't rate it just after reading one chapter. I can only say that there is a reason why I jumped into the book. The details are better than anything else. Once the details are written, many people will follow it.

Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain. In the temple there was an old monk and a young monk. One day, the old monk said to the young monk: "There is not much food in the temple. You go down the mountain to melt some rice and come back. Thank you repeatedly." The owner of the caravan waved his hand and said: "You're welcome. Thieves are rampant in the desert. I don't know whether I can cross safely. I heard that some thieves still believe in Buddhism and take you to try their luck." " The old monk followed the caravan into the desert. The food in the caravan was filled with dried meat and liquor. The old monk kept himself upright, abstained from alcohol and meat, and only ate the dry food he brought with him. Everyone in the caravan said he was a virtuous monk. Halfway through Lihuangsha, the caravan was attacked by thieves. Everyone in the caravan was dead. When the old monk opened his eyes, he saw the shining tip of the knife. He shouted. The man holding the knife was stunned and called out: "Master." "The old monk is not dead. He is very lucky. The young monk he is looking for is among the thieves. He has become a leader and married a wife. When the old monk saw the young monk drinking and killing people, he couldn't help but burst into tears and said, "You are a Buddhist, how can you be so vicious? How can you indulge your greed like this? The young monk replied: "Buddha is neither cruel nor evil, so why do you want people to respect him and fear him?" The Buddha had no greed or desire, so why did he accept incense from the world? "The old monk had no words to reply. The old monk had no words to reply, so he stopped criticizing him harshly. The young monk continued: "Master, in the past year, I have not returned from the mountain, and I have experienced thousands of things and all kinds of calamities. When I first came down from the mountain, I didn't know the depth of the desert, so I entered it alone and passed out from dehydration in less than two days. The person who rescued me was a woman. I didn't know at that time that she was the daughter of a thief. Later, I was shocked when I saw her holding a sharp knife, killing people and stealing goods. I tried my best to persuade her not to do evil things, but she said, these eight hundred miles of yellow sand cannot feed so many people. Some people want to survive, and some people have to die. Would you rather be the one who survives, or the one who dies? It's just that he never kills anyone. I watched them kill group after group of caravans, and I was attacked by groups of thieves. I just enjoy dry food and water with peace of mind, and do not eat dried meat or strong wine, thinking that I am maintaining my integrity. But one day she said to me: 'Do you think that just drinking water and eating only solid food makes you superior to us? Did you know that clean water is snatched from the mouths of dying people, and dry food is taken from the packages of struggling merchants? ' I was blushing at that moment. Later, I ate meat, drank wine, and killed people with a knife. Later, I even broke the precept and married her. After the death of the old leader, I was elected as the leader by the thieves, and killing and stealing became commonplace. The old monk sighed after hearing this and advised the young monk to go back with him. The young monk shook his head and said, "I can't go back, Master." Besides, the land behind the temple can only keep us both hungry and hungry. If I don't go back, you can eat alone, but if I go back, we can only starve together. "The old monk said that it would not be a big deal if people who follow Buddhism have less materialistic desires. The young monk shook his head and said, "** is a very scary thing. I heard that there is a famous dish in the southeast. Its fragrance floats ten miles away, making everyone salivate after hearing it. Buddha couldn't bear the temptation and wanted to jump out of the wall, so it is called "Buddha Jumps Over the Wall". Look, Buddha

I would like to ask silently, what is the relationship between the author and the tap water in 1982? Why are the names so similar?

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