see a doctor
Studying outside, physical and mental fatigue, it is inevitable that one day I will get up or have a bump on my cheek, or my legs are red and swollen. The author's bedroom is like a pigsty, wonderful, and the upper bunk is too lazy to wash clothes. It is said that a pair of underwear was worn for two weeks. After the first week, it turned inside out in the second week, and finally he got scabies. Because he stepped on my bed all day, I was not spared. At night, the whole bed creaked and the pajamas were dripping with blood, but it recovered in a few days, which is why Buddhism was founded in India and developed in China.
The next day, I went to the school hospital to tuck me in. The school doctor already knew me very well, so he put his hand on my shoulder and asked me why I came here. When I said scabies, she took it back from my shoulder, saying that the school conditions were limited and it was impossible to make a diagnosis. It's best to go to a big hospital.
So I went to a big hospital. Although the big hospital is big, the windows at the registration office are like mouse holes, and one hand can barely reach in. I paid the registration fee and waited for a long time, but nothing happened inside. Carefully bent over, suddenly stretched out a white palm, itchy all over, scared half. After filling out the form, I put it in my hand and retracted it, and there was no movement inside. I spent half a day flying out to find some coins.
I took the medical record card to the dermatology department, but there were conference rooms all the way, from the first conference room to the N conference room. Too much tea in the meeting will inevitably lead to going to the toilet, so there is a toilet next to the meeting room. Looking for it for a long time, there is no dermatology department. So I asked a doctor, who was so cold that he didn't even look, pointing to an empty wall behind his ass: "There." He took a few steps and found that dermatology and surgery were together in conscience.
An old man undergoing surgery was reading a medical book and was about to say hello. A woman behind him stepped in front of me and handed me the medical record card. The old gentleman is poised and looks like an alcoholic. He touched the woman a few times and asked, "What's the matter with you?" The woman was stunned by this question. I guess she must be scolding the doctor for talking nonsense, but she didn't come to the hospital when she knew what was going on. The woman said that her hand was bruised and festered. When she finished lifting her sleeves, the doctor indicated that it was unnecessary and immediately prescribed a prescription. The disease was diagnosed in less than 30 seconds, which is probably the most efficient place in the country. The school doctor is very experienced in this field and advised me not to look for such a careless doctor in advance. So, I changed a female doctor.
How do you know that the doctors in this hospital seem to have made a statement in advance, and the female doctor also asked me what happened. I told her I was itchy. The female doctor is more serious and wants me to point out the itchy place, but I was resting just now and I can't point out where it is at the moment. The doctor laughed at me for not being ill, which was hard for me to refute. Suddenly, the itch came unexpectedly. First, it floated up a little from my elbow. I dare not move, for fear of scaring off the itch. Then I scratched my finger a few times, and it really fooled me and became more and more rampant. I totally lured it out. I pointed to it and shouted, "This! Here! This! " The doctor looked at it and said, "Is this it?" This sentence was heard by latent itch, and I was very dissatisfied. I came out to prove it to the doctor. The doctor smiled and said, "Good! Good! " I'm very glad to hear that. My hands kept scratching on me, my back kept rubbing on the back of the chair, and my feet kept rubbing against each other.
After greeting, the doctor wrote it on the back of the medical record card. I have met two kinds of doctors: one is knowledgeable and can write for half a day. The content is nothing more than "the whole body suddenly itches ... the feet, head and abdomen itch everywhere ... when the patient itches, the symptoms are as follows ..." I once heard a doctor write very well, and the patient was asleep. There is also a doctor who cherishes words like gold and writes an "itch" on a big card. The female doctor I met today is different from the first two. After writing a paragraph, she became shy and had nothing to write about. Look at my colleagues. They are writing articles at their desks. The medical record card has been written in black, which is quite spectacular. At first glance, it represents authority and knowledge. Not to be outdone, the female doctor couldn't write a few words, and she was afraid that her embarrassment would be seen through by me, so she had to talk to me one day. She looked at the card and knew my name was "Han Han", but she didn't know how to pronounce Mandarin. She closed her eyes and read: "Yuan Han!" Sigmund Freud has a book "Psychopathology of EVndny Life", which says that deliberately mispronouncing a person's name is tantamount to an insult. I'm not sure if she mispronounced it on purpose, so I can't vent it, and I can't help but admit that I'm "cold in the garden".
After a while, she was like a pen flying, with words longer and without words longer. She finally put together a page and told me to get the medicine. I took the prescription and looked at it. I saw irregular dots and coils on it. But I studied for many years and pretended to be very knowledgeable, but I didn't understand a word. I once met an intern who just came out of college. The little girl who just became a doctor is proud, her handwriting is horizontal and vertical, and her pen is vigorous and powerful. She accidentally made a mistake and used an eraser, but the speed was too slow. It often takes half a day to write a word. If she was in an emergency, I'm afraid the patient would have died before the medical record was finished. There are fewer and fewer doctors who write so hard. I once read a short article saying that today's incomprehensible words are the so-called weeds, and the hospital is a place where experts from all over the world gather. A doctor may not be a physician all his life, but entering the hospital means that you are a calligrapher.
I didn't expect the toll booth to be illiterate, so an old doctor next to me asked what this word was. After asking, he said that the medicine was out of stock, fearing that he would go to the drugstore to buy it. I ran back to the female surgeon. She looked at me for a long time and asked, "What's the matter with you?" There is a passage in Father and Son: "The Governor invited Chanove and Bazarov to sit in the hall. A few minutes later, he invited them again, but regarded them as brothers and called them Chanove. " Who knows that the situation today is more serious? She didn't know anyone for a few seconds! When she saw that I finally recognized me for a long time, she was as excited as the reunion of mother and son, but she couldn't name me. In Turgenev's Smoke, Ratmirov forgot the name of Livinov, which is understandable. Russian names are like trains. They are too long to be unfamiliar, and it is unforgivable to forget my name.
When I walked out of the operating room, I heard a doctor in the internal medicine department scold the patient for being stupid. The patient said timidly, "Don't write' Please use it-thank you, goodbye, sorry' on the wall here ..."
I sighed and laughed at the patient's innocence. I didn't know these words were addressed to us, which meant that when I saw the doctor, I didn't forget to say to the doctor, "Thank you, goodbye, I'm sorry!
bookshop
Writing a bookstore in the second day of junior high school, published in the 9th issue of Jiangsu Youth Literature and Art 1997. I'm writing at night. I feel sleepy. Hurry up and collect my pen. Looking back now, the style of writing is not very cool, and the ending is particularly hasty, and there is a strange feeling of being divided into two with the text. Two years have passed, and the bookstore has changed a lot. I made a supplement.
In the last years of the end of the century, bookstores became more and more open. I remember when I bought a book, I could only wait and see from a distance. The book was lying safely in the cupboard, and I could only guess the contents by looking at the name. The most terrible thing is that the book price is under pressure, and I don't know the price yet. Both physically and mentally, it is extremely painful, and I am even more embarrassed to disturb the sales staff. Once disturbed, I couldn't buy it because of face, so I pretended to watch it again and secretly called: not too expensive! Not too expensive! It happened that this book looked very thin, and I felt very bad when I got it. I don't know why I gained a lot of weight. Western philosophers say that you can't believe in love at first sight, and so can buying books. Then the more I turn my mind, the more depraved I am. Finally, I closed my eyes and my mouth muscles twitched. I turned the book over and scanned its value. My eyes stared and I swallowed a mouthful of saliva involuntarily. I thought I was lucky, not outrageous, and I could afford it. Today, things are different. Now you can read the book first, but it will inevitably attract some thieves who love books.
I've seen little secret books. First, the thief picked a good book that he had been longing for for for a long time, and huddled up while reading it. His leather jacket, as hard as a steel collar, will be opened wide. The thief will cover his left hand by scratching his head and slowly put the book into his clothes with his right hand. When you scratch your head, you will throw it away and look around. Then people will keep scratching their heads and eating a book. But the thief was so happy that he stole another tape and walked out of the bookstore with his head held high, but he didn't stand up. I didn't expect the machine buzzing in front of the store, and the thief was very curious. Looking back, he was very unlucky. He missed the chance to escape and was caught by two fat guards.
After all, this is the behavior of a very small number of people. Most people go to bookstores just to read books. Now some books don't look hundreds of pages thick, but there are not many words. In Fiona Fang, every word is stretched to one centimeter, and the spacing between words is too big for one finger to cover one word. The two words are far apart, and reading a page is just a glance! Efficient people can read a cupboard full of books in one afternoon. In view of this, libraries everywhere have been left out in the cold.
It's just that some people are untidy and their nails are longer than their hair. After reading a few pages, they slipped their little finger into their nostrils and couldn't pull it out again and again. When they finally pulled it out, they put their thumb on their little finger. Bang, there is no lack of relaxation in the clang, and a bunch of black things disappear instantly. As for where it was played, it is impossible to pursue it. Originally, I gave this up for this man, but he improved his tools, dug with his forefinger, and pulled out a finger of yellow liquid like the Sui Dynasty, but he couldn't type it out, so he wiped it on the book.
Adults are like this, and children are even worse. Seeing colorful bookstores from a distance aroused the curiosity of the senses. They wriggled all the way, but the pace couldn't keep up with the speed. They began to wriggle, and their left foot hooked their right foot because of lack of strength, and they fell loudly, but they persisted and twisted into the bookstore. I couldn't find the picture book at the moment, so I picked up a book "Western Learning and Cultural Research of China in Ming and Qing Dynasties" and read it carefully. I'm not interested. After I put down the book, ten fingerprints suddenly appeared, and my hand was everywhere I went.
As dusk approaches, migrant workers come to eat spiritual meals one after another. After entering the store, I went straight to the point, took a look at "body art" and swallowed. People with a little culture, look at this kind of content in the article. Nowadays, in most novels, the hero and heroine make love all the way from the first chapter to the last chapter, and enjoy it. There is even a book describing the love between mother and child, and it is also marked as documentary literature. In hesiod's "Divine Spectrum", God Uranus married his old mother Gaia, made the best use of it, and gave birth to six men and six women. Unexpectedly, the myth became a reality today. After reading it, migrant workers go out to do literary criticism and communicate with each other.
Occasionally, some people buy books, and the first thing the cashier does when he gets the books is to wipe them repeatedly. However, this book has been trampled by many people, and the fingerprints on the pages are constantly being trampled, even more seriously. Sales are going from bad to worse. Therefore, private bookstores will have discounts. However, discount is not easy, and the excuse for discount is hard to find. There are fewer holidays in China than in the United States, so we can't just list them: to welcome the ×× Festival, our store offers ×× discounts. I had to write against my will: in order to thank the readers for their enthusiastic support, I decided to give a 20% discount within five days from now. Passing the bookstore a month later, the door is still "20% off within five days from now". Some smaller bookstores are out of money, so they have to give a 50% discount within eight days. The lower the discount, the more patient people who want to buy books are waiting for a 20% or 30% discount one day, and the two sides are deadlocked. As a result, I woke up one day when I wanted to buy books, and found that the small bookstore opposite had been replaced by Jackson Cafe or Jackson Coffee Horse. I regretted it.
Powerful bookstores can't discount at will. Write on the big blackboard: Our store recently invited famous writers, philosophers and critics to sign books on ××. According to the record of Tonghualu, one day, Zheng Hanqing was playing at the seaside and heard an old man looking at the sea and saying to himself, "Nothing in the world can fill this sea." Zheng Hanqing said: "Only my future reputation can fill the sea!" Only my different name can fill this ear! ) This writer is nothing more than this kind of thinking. China people are vain and have writers' signatures. No matter which department is famous or not, signing can be the basis for bragging in the future. So, on the day of XXX, people lined up like a cloud. The writer was late, and everyone was worried. When people's minds were distracted, they suddenly heard a creak at the back door of the bookstore, and the front row exclaimed, "Here we go!" The crowd suddenly became excited. The writer begins to sign, stretching his name first, then squeezing it into a circle and drawing it on the title page. Strikes abroad all use this signature method. Unfortunately, the person who led the signature invented a circular signature petition, which was stolen by this writer, fearing that one of the three words in his name would take the lead in rebellion and dare not sign it in a straight line. After signing in, the writer's arm was weak and his signature began to draw circles. There are also several good scholars who signed celebrities and refused to leave, handing notes and asking questions: Excuse me, Mr. XX, what do you think of morbid humor in foreign languages? As a result, the screenwriter didn't know English, didn't know that pathological humor was black humor, thought it was "pathological human", kept silent and pretended to be profound. Later, I simply stopped drawing a circle and changed it to a straight line. The signature activity was finally over, and the boss was pleasantly surprised and counted the money.
The activity stimulated people's mood to buy books, small shops closed down one after another, and big shops expanded their business. As a result, small stores are smaller and big stores are bigger. Looking at a room full of books, I don't know where it came from. There is a big news recently. Writing articles can make you rich! Ni Kuang, a literati leader who became rich, wrote science fiction. Because people who read this kind of novels don't have high academic qualifications, he changed his name to "Wesley" for fear that he didn't know a word in his name, which is now the favorite Mr. Wesley of most people. It is rumored that Mr. Wei writes books quickly, and readers buy his books faster and more convincingly. After reading the book, it is more troublesome to go out of the bookstore. First, you have to take out your own bag from a pile of bags that are high on the ground. Unexpectedly, the embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed in the ant nest. As soon as I took my bag out, I heard a "wow", and Baoshan was suddenly reduced to a sea of bags. A bookstore glared at you. You left in a hurry and arrived at the door of the shop. The guard stared at your stomach to see if there were any corners sticking out. Therefore, I advise you not to go in after you have eaten your fill.
Peeping in a cup (first prize)
I am thinking about human nature, especially the national inferiority of China. Mr. Lu Xun's exposition is endless. I have my opinion.
The sacred amethyst in the Southern Song Dynasty, "the nature is good at the beginning of life", shows that newborn people are like this group of dry cloth and can be strict with themselves; Water that comes into contact with society, even clear water, will involuntarily spread out the original rigor and gradually spread out the rigor that has been brought about, like a shy plant leaf. I thought I would get close to Liezi.
People in China have always been iron-willed, so occasionally there are people who lead an honest and clean life, but they are still very pure for decades after their birth. These extremely pure people are not immersed in water and are not accepted by society, so they are "rich and poor". This is the significance of the paper. Many essays in miscellaneous newspapers and Wen Wei Po are refreshing to read, thinking that the author is really hateful. Actually, it's not. You should read it carefully. After reading it carefully, you can taste the author's own resentment-why I don't become an official. If these people who scold officials suddenly get official positions, they will be as proud of officials as Li Bai. It's a pity that the official position is tight now, and it's not that these people who scold officials want to be officials, so they have to scold officials more and more.
At this point, Bu seems to be a very tired person lying in bed stretching and filling the cup. Contact for a long time, can't help but show it. I also thought of the Confucian moderation and modesty that China people have always adhered to. Unfortunately, as a China person, you must first learn to be modest. No matter how arrogant a person is at first, he should gradually become modest. Qian Zhongshu was enough at first, but he pitied his mentors, Wu Mi and Ye Gongchao, and was denounced as "too stupid" and "too lazy". It's a pity that he didn't see any arrogant words later and was soaked in the water. Li Ao is still good, but the Kuomintang has not been able to smooth him out for the time being. If you don't like him, kill him, and the same is true for the Kuomintang. He said that if you want someone to admire you, just look in the mirror, but how many traitors can China produce?
However, it is not easy to be an outspoken person in China. Anecdotes of some people who are not modest are included in Tonghua Record. What is Tonghua Lu? -Joke book! In the future, someone will educate his son like this: "My son is good. When you are old, even if you have talent, remember never to do it. You treat the life of Tonghua Road as a joke! " China people will behave themselves, integrate into society and be modest.
China looks down on boasters. In my opinion, boasting is nothing, just like ancient women used to pester their feet, and when they met normal feet, they were called "big feet"; People in China are used to "small talk", and when it is normal, it is naturally called "big talk".
Those who dare to talk big will come to no good end, scaring future generations from talking big to not talking. Fortunately, Hu Shi died of illness, otherwise he would be angry when he saw this scene. As a result, people who don't talk big are accepted by society.
At this point, the cloth has absorbed water and is about to fall. So it involves the result of excessive immersion in society-crime. The crime rate in the United States ranks first in the world, and I have read many books that criticize and praise the United States, and I have a bad impression of the United States. But one thing is certain. No matter how rich an American child is, he can't be allowed to enter a cinema showing yellow tapes.
Do educators in China know that this is related to juvenile delinquency? If a minor is polluted too much by society, educators in China will clearly distinguish between sex and crime. As can be seen from the article, China people didn't have the prophet of ancient Rome when they coined words. There is a word in Latin called "Corpusdelieti", which is interpreted as "body, body" and "criminal conditions". It can be seen that the Romans have long recognized that the body is the condition of crime.
Writing here, I suddenly found that the cloth had sunk to the bottom of the cup.