(Danfeng sunbathing).
I locally call people who are not pragmatic and love to brag as pretending to be ghosts.
Some people only have three copper plates in their pockets, and they want to buy a gold bar when they enter the store. Obviously living in a thatched house, when I tell others, it is a water feature that opens the door and enjoys the prosperity of the world alone. When it rained, the rain entered the house, and the floor was full of bottles and cans for water. He said in WeChat, "Listen, I'm at Jiang Dawei's concert." This is a flute ensemble. ”
I have a literary friend who has dreamed of being a writer all his life. wrote three or two texts, paid for four or five writers' association certificates—this is like a Taoist who does things, wearing that red robe of gossip images, and when he goes out to introduce people, he is a writer. The man was about to go to the toilet at the time, so he said, the text is in**, let me see.
He first took out the testimony from his pocket, and then took out a few pages of printer paper, and the man hurriedly read it, and said to return to you. Naturally, those words became the things under the crotch. Yes, they were wrapped in fritters by the aunt next door and cut into shoe samples.
Pretending to be a ghost singing "the most dazzling national style", it is to show off everywhere and mix a familiar face.
A certain county held a literary symposium, and he wanted to go to Moon Bay to collect wind and take photos of the event as evidence. A certain district wants to hold an awards party for the dozens of years of the founding of the party, and it wants to hold a grand party of banks and enterprises in three provinces and two places, and invites the wife of his leader. And this social lady and he are netizens again, and they shared a share of his admission ticket. The gala is accompanied by singing and dancing. At the end of the song and dance, without waiting for the lady to move her mouth, she pretended to be a ghost and took the initiative to take the stage.
I was thrilled on this wonderful night. I wanted to recite a poem to express my feelings. ”
Everyone applauded.
often complains about the water flowing east in front of the door", pretending to be a ghost shaking his head. The people in the audience were heckling, waiting for his next sentence.
I hate my neighbor again. After tonight's bank-enterprise party—".
The people below were silent, waiting for him to finish.
There is no more lovesickness. ”
The pretending ghost bowed elegantly, and under everyone's farewell, he went to the audience. He picked up the glass full of wine and walked up to the big leader, who usually has a big head, a big belly, and a big mouth. He recognized it at a glance. Say, leader, I loved to read your words when I was a child. It's so well written. I met you in person today, it was really glorious, better than words. I am also content. I'll do it first.
The leader said, I don't write words. I love to write limerick poems.
Pretending to cross the grimace is not red, the heart is not beating, and said, "Leadership is leadership, modest!".Limerick poetry is also a logistics force in the field of literature, and if there is no food and grass, the soldiers at the front have to starve to death. ”
Pretending to be a cross-ghost took a drink. This cup must be drunk.
When taking a group photo, pretending to be a ghost is to stand on the shoulders of the leader. Every successful person stands on the shoulders of giants.
Pretending to be a ghost and saying that he wanted to learn writing skills from Xi leader, he added the other party's WeChat. After entering the circle of friends, I liked all the texts sent by the leader with my eyes closed, trying to attract his attention. Who knows, there is a piece in the circle of leaders and friends that says that his mother saw Marx and the funeral was simple. At this time, he knew that he was in trouble, so he privately told the leader: People die, and the water flows, it is all in the past. Spring breeze, catkins are the future.
Pretending to be a ghost generally has few friends. Even if there are three or two, it won't be long before they break up. However, when he pretended to be a ghost to explain to another person, it was that so-and-so was his friend. He often made wedding dresses for each other. Look, this jar of jasmine tea at home was given by the other party. He didn't want it, and the other party forced it into his arms.
It's not okay to pretend to be a ghost and not tidy up for a day. He mainly writes about anecdotes, such as writing that the village boss died, and the second child couldn't marry a daughter-in-law, so he became close to his sister-in-law. Writing about the city people in their fifties and couples sleeping at night, covered in dish soap and honey, they hug each other and fall asleep, so that they can enjoy "silky lubrication". There is also a story about a sheep in the countryside who ran to the city, saw the traffic lights and the vehicles coming and going, and actually stood on the ** of the road, and couldn't tell how to walk. There was a man named Wang Er, who learned a sentence: "Baa-baa-" The car gave way, and the sheep actually went home with him. Wang Er slaughtered the sheep and ate the mutton steamed buns for many days.
These strange and fallacies of his always attract many fans.
For a long time, he had finished pouring out the little stuff in his stomach and couldn't write words. Just when people were about to forget him, suddenly, he wrote modern poetry. After reading a lot of poems in the literary group, and focusing on two very popular female poets in China, Jia Qianqian and Yu Xiuxiu, he realized a truth, poetry is to divide sentences, the uglier the better. Either the upper or lower body. Don't use thoughts. After he tried to post his segmented verses to the headlines, he didn't expect to receive a lot of comments. Those comments are all scolding him. He laughed heavingly, not scolding or red, let the storm come a little more violently.
He didn't become popular after all, and he was still active around us.