A Life of Reading Since 2002
2002年开始看书的人生
I have seen and experienced it, so take your time.
43陈二狗的妖孽人生
Beacon Fire Plays On Princes
The old man in ragged clothes squatted on the birch wood pillar in front of the dilapidated house, drank a sip of homemade shochu, smoked a strong green toad dry smoke, squinted his eyes, looked at the sunset that was about to set in the Changbai Mountains, and looked at a man about six years old beside him. A seven-year-old child who was playing with two native dogs, one black and one white, said: "Fu Sheng, the beast that scares Siberian tigers the most is not the thick-skinned black blind man, nor the 600-pound wild boar king, but the mountain guard dog that goes up the mountain." Many years later, the old man lay in an inconspicuous grave. The child who was not frozen to death by the smoke cannons in the heavy snow, or who was stabbed in the spine and rolled his eyes to death by the Zhangjiazhai villagers finally walked out of the mountains and came to the city. Like a mad dog that entered the mountains, he was bitten, knelt down, and bowed his head, so he was honored. His father, like an old turtle, died unknown. His brother is like a hungry eagle, fighting in the north. His father is like a thin tiger, facing the Jieshi in the east. Can he, nicknamed Chen Ergou, fight for a lifetime of prosperity? －－－－－－－－－－－－－－
The old man in ragged clothes squatted on the birch wood pillar in front of the dilapidated house, drank a sip of homemade shochu, smoked a strong green toad dry smoke, squinted his eyes, looked at the sunset that was about to set in the Changbai Mountains, and looked at a man about six years old beside him. A seven-year-old child who was playing with two native dogs, one black and one white, said: "Fu Sheng, the beast that scares Siberian tigers the most is not the thick-skinned black blind man, nor the 600-pound wild boar king, but the mountain guard dog that goes up the mountain." Many years later, the old man lay in an inconspicuous grave. The child who was not frozen to death by the smoke cannons in the heavy snow, or who was stabbed in the spine and rolled his eyes to death by the Zhangjiazhai villagers finally walked out of the mountains and came to the city. Like a mad dog that entered the mountains, he was bitten, knelt down, and bowed his head, so he was honored. His father, like an old turtle, died unknown. His brother is like a hungry eagle, fighting in the north. His father is like a thin tiger, facing the Jieshi in the east. Can he, nicknamed Chen Ergou, fight for a lifetime of prosperity? －－－－－－－－－－－－－－
Although it's a bit appendix, it's worth seeing