The volunteers who want to get ahead among hundreds of thousands of candidates a year, and the volunteers accumulated by hundreds of thousands of candidates a year, are turned into beautiful handwriting and engraved on stationery. In addition to beauty, the flashing tail is also trembling with desire. A whole carton, what a huge cry of life! It is enough that those girls are half as beautiful as their calligraphy. He shot such a huge desire into the beautiful girl, and shot the pain, cruelty and inhumanity of the whole desktop import doctrine into the beautiful girl, multiplying the will to burn the midnight oil one night by 365 days a year and multiplying it by the fact that an ugly girl will hit hundreds of thousands of people. Gorgeous climax epic seduction rape. The truth of entering a higher school.
Lolita Island, a mysterious island he inquired about but failed to cross. In the country of milk and honey, milk is her breast milk and honey is her body fluid. When I visited her on the island, her right index finger and middle finger were herringbone and walked into her vagina. It's shocking to put her on the complete works of the Nobel Prize and put her on the Nobel Prize. Tell her that she is the white hope of his chaotic middle age. Let her be crushed in the ocean of words that junior high school boys still don't understand, let her feel the growth in words, and then let her soul deceive her body. She, a junior high school student full of secrets, pushed the school uniform skirt to her waist, and the butterfly jumped on her ankle, telling her that her body could catch up with her soul only when he pushed behind her.
It was Fang Siqi's self-esteem that finally strengthened Li Guohua's determination to take this step. Such a delicate child won't talk because it's too dirty. Self-esteem is often a needle that hurts others, but here, self-esteem will sew up her mouth. What Li Guohua lacks now is a careful plan. Mom and dad heard that the old man was on a business trip. Perhaps the most difficult thing is Liu Yiting. When the conjoined twins were cut, there was only one important organ, and I didn't know who to give it to. Now I just hope she can respect herself and won't even tell Liu Yiting. As a result, before Li Guohua's plan was ready, someone brought him the whole bottle.
It was Fang Siqi's self-esteem that finally strengthened Li Guohua's determination to take this step. Such a delicate child won't talk because it's too dirty. Self-esteem is often a needle that hurts others, but here, self-esteem will sew up her mouth. What Li Guohua lacks now is a careful plan. Mom and dad heard that the old man was on a business trip. Perhaps the most difficult thing is Liu Yiting. When the conjoined twins were cut, there was only one important organ, and I didn't know who to give it to. Now I just hope she can respect herself and won't even tell Liu Yiting. As a result, before Li Guohua's plan was ready, someone brought him the whole bottle.
At the dinner table, Si Qi said to his mother with bread and cream, "Our family education seems to have everything, except sex education." My mother looked at her in surprise and replied, "What sex education? Sex education is for those who need sex. Isn't that what education is all about? Siqi immediately understood that in this story, her parents would never be there. They are absent from school, but they think school hasn't started yet.
Si Qi's whole junior high school life is accompanied by composition day. Composition day is a banner in the boring and endless reading life. For Yi Ting, Writing Day is the beginning of a Zhou Guanghui. For Si Qi, composition day is a thick night that intrudes again and again in a long day.
Sister Wen drove a pink sports car and lowered the convertible to welcome the fresh air coming out of the car. It didn't look like the air in this city. Si Qi found that she could never explore the elegance of this world alone. She hasn't grown up since National Day and Teacher's Day. Li Guohua put pressure on her to stop her from growing up. Moreover, her ambition for life, her enthusiasm for life, her wide eyes for existence, or whatever it is called, were pushed into her body from below, and the whole body was crushed. Not nihilism, Taoism nihility, Buddhism nihility, but mathematics nihility. Zero points. When Wenyi saw Siqi at the red light, her face was blown into horizontal tears. Ewan thought, Ah, it's like I'm lying in bed crying.
Later, Yi Ting read this passage in her diary, and Si Qi wrote: "No matter what kind of love, his most savage love and my most ignorant love, love always has the nature of being tolerant of people other than love. Although I can't eat the almond cake in front of me-"a girl's breast"-I already know that association, symbol and metaphor are the most dangerous things in the world. 」
Since then, Li Guohua has found that there are many beautiful girls in the world who support and love him. He found the taboo of sex in society too convenient. The whole world thinks that raping a girl is her own fault, and even she thinks it is her own fault. Guilt will drive her back to him again. Guilt is an old and pure sheepdog. The little girl is a calf, and she was forced to run before she learned to walk steadily. Then what is he? He is the most popular and popular cliff. If you want big eyes, there are girls staring at you at any time. If the breasts are small, there are girls with small boys' breasts. If you want to be thin, there will be girls with small intestine diseases. If you want to scream slowly, even a girl who stutters. Abundance is abundance, but Li Guohua never tore cookies for the first time. People may generally call it the feeling of first love. Later, I was born more than ten years later and called him dad for the first time. Ten years later, it was Fang Siqi who was set in the golden gate frame and had the face of a newborn lamb.
Until very late, Liu Yiting marked thick original documents with red lines on the roadside, or when the boy she liked bumped into her mouth for the first time, or when grandma died, she sang the Heart Sutra to Master loudly. She always thinks of Siqi, Siqi who can't even take care of herself in a nursing home, and her Siqi. She thinks about Siqi in everything she does, thinking that Siqi can't experience this, this vulgar series, this new book of the Nobel Prize winner, this super mini tablet, this super giant mobile phone, this plastic muffin in the foam tea, and this newspaper. Every minute, she will think of Siqi. When the boy moved his mouth from his mouth to her chest, when the department store was 30% off to 50% off, she thought of Siqi in sunny and rainy days. Thinking about what the twins sitting in her soul are destined to miss forever. She always thinks about Siqi. After a long time, she finally understood what Siqi meant at that time. All this, the world, is the hometown that Fang Siqi has never met.
Those boys who hardly know her, crooked handwriting, childish vocabulary, small animals on stationery, say that she is a rose, which is a thick soup that stays up all night. Standing in the middle of the suitor's courtship dance, she felt that the little boy's courtship was almost pleading. She couldn't say: actually, I don't deserve you. I am rotten Liu Ding juice and thick soup, I am a rose and lily crawling with eggs, and I am the Polaris that clearly exists in a brightly lit city, but no one can see it and I don't need it. The innocent and brave love of those boys is the most precious feeling in the world. Except for her feelings for the teacher.
She can see the desire behind the teacher, like a tail that refuses to fall-that's not love, but she doesn't know there is other love. She looked at those little notes soaked in sweat from drinks or 90-degree waist, and really couldn't understand them. All she knows is that love is wiping your blood clean after you finish. All she knows is that love is taking off your clothes without losing a button. Love is just that someone puts it in your mouth and you feel sorry for him.
No one knows better than Cai Liang that these middle-aged male teachers only found their own strength when they stepped onto the platform and fought their way out of life. They wanted to make a mess, as if to fill all the empty nights in the first half of their lives at once. Cai Liang took Xiaoqi aside while she was waiting for the tuition receipt at the counter, and told her that Miss Li Guohua would help you make up lessons. The teacher said look at your paper, I think you are the most qualified in your school. Cai Liang squashed his voice again and said, "But don't tell anyone, other students will feel unfair, huh?" This is the only glorious moment in Guo Xiaoqi's life. After class, Cai Liang went to school to pick up Xiao Qi, and then drove directly into Li Guohua's secret apartment.
How can unspeakable love be compared with others, how ordinary and how justified? She can only import a large number of ancient poems from China, as well as western novels-Taiwan Province Province has no fictional narrative tradition for thousands of years, but what traditions does Taiwan Province Province have? Some are colonized and the tradition of changing language names overnight. She's like their island. She never belonged to herself.
Mao Mao sometimes stays upstairs to draw design drawings. In the middle of the drawing, his hand will automatically move to a corner of the manuscript to draw a twist ring for the No.9 woman. A ring finger is automatically drawn on the ring. Recalling your voice calling me Mr. Mao, cut out this sentence, leave a Mao character and type it twice. It's the first time I know my nickname is so gorgeous. The middle finger and little finger are automatically drawn next to the ring finger, and the oval nails are like the ecliptic of the earth's revolution. Which galaxy did you fall from? Of course, you can forgive me for driving home from the store, seeing that the only star that was let go by the city was still on, thinking about the unfinished manuscript, staying up late, watching the sunrise or going to the store, watching the electronic calendar in the store tear in my heart, and thinking about seeing you again the next day. Finally, I thought of you when I saw the stars and you when I saw the sun. The hand will automatically draw the index finger and thumb, the knuckles on the fingers and the hair on the back of the hand. I can't draw any more. In fact, as long as I see you well every week.
Dare to ask him: "what do you like best about me when I do it?" He only answered four words: "Breathe a little." Siqi was surprised. I know it's a sentence describing Daiyu's debut in A Dream of Red Mansions. She almost cried and asked him, "is a dream of red mansions for teachers?" "? He said without hesitation, "A Dream of Red Mansions, Songs of Chu, Historical Records and Zhuangzi are all four words to me. In an instant, her greed for this relationship was noisy, born and destroyed, dirty and clean, and her dreams were cursed, all clear.
In realism, if you fall in love with someone because he is cute and someone dies because he deserves to die, the author who hates the role will set a fire in the attic and let her fall to death ── but this is not the case in reality, and neither is life. I have always learned from books that the world is painful and painful. When second-hand bad emotions attack me in real life, I have no time to dig out a paper to fight back. I'm always stuck in the middle of a book, not sure whether to take it back or just break free. Maybe I will grow up to be an adult 18 years old that I will hate. But you still have time. You still have a chance. You are smarter than me.
Qi Qi said: "Why is the world like this? Why is the so-called education to shut up the suffering people? Why do thugs put up billboards on TV? Sister, I am so disappointed, but I am not disappointed in you. This world, or life, fate, or God, or whatever it is, is terrible. I am reading a novel now. If I read a happy ending of punishing evil and promoting good, I will cry. I'd rather everyone admit that some pains in the world are irreconcilable. I hate it when people say that it takes pain to be a better person. I really hope everyone will admit that some pains are destructive. I hate it. But sister, do you know what I hate more? I would rather be a kitsch, I would rather be ignorant than see the back of the world. 」
Si Qi felt very sad and felt that everything around him was pointing out the absurdity of his life. Her life is different from others, her time is not right, and her time is the time to run back. From a small apartment to a small hotel, from a small hotel to a small apartment, it is like drawing a small line back and forth on a piece of paper with a ballpoint pen. At the end of the painting, the paper was broken. Later, Yi Ting read this passage in her diary, and Si Qi wrote: "In fact, I was already dead when I first thought about death. Life is like clothes, it is easy to be deprived. 」
It's over. The crab my mother gave me the other day was pricked like this. Li Guohua smiled modestly. Be gentle, respectful and frugal. Warm body fluids, good and bad physical strength, congratulations on the first blood, frugality of condoms, and concession of life.
Feeling:
It's disgusting, and it causes serious physical and psychological discomfort after reading it. I don't want to evaluate at present.