Boxer: a Collection of Short Stories by Sun Haixiang
by Sun Haixiang
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"Boxer (Collection of Sun Haixiang's Short Stories)" edited by Sun Haixiang tells the story that when two people touch their hands, they are like boxers. They say fistfight and start fighting again. Li Jinlin's boxing singing is very charming, the rhythm is neither fast nor slow, like Three Peach Gardens, Six Lian Sheng, Erlang Mountain. Sun He also responded with the same rhythm, the two of them were like saws, you pushed, I pulled, I pushed, you pulled, back and forth, relaxed and relaxed. The two boxers made solid strokes, no missing punches, correct words, no rushing punches, and a steady rhythm... Li Jinlin said, just drink eighty-four, wear silk or jingouzi, and just play to keep your heartbeat. Sun He said, it's up to you. Li Jinlin rolled up his sleeves, slapped his broad palm on the table, and a chopstick bounced up with a whoosh, doing a five-and-a-half-turn somersault in the air, hitting the roof, falling on a light bulb, and fell dazedly into the pot of mutton stew, splashing a few drops of soup on the fat man's face. The fat man hurriedly wiped it with his hands and said while wiping it, it's burned to death, it's burned to death.
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