Hello, Meng Dao, you have never believed that you are like this. Thirteen years ago, you used a trick without a teacher to steal a beam and change a pillar. The other day, you walked into a banner waving blacksmith's shop and hit a steel knife. When you got it, you felt that the back of the knife was too thick and the blade was not sharp enough. Standing in front of the blacksmith's shop, you felt that there was no need to pay for the blacksmith's poor craftsmanship. People came and went, You see a dandy with a big back hair. You ask him if he needs a steel knife, and the dandy says he needs it. You wait in front of the door, and hear the clang of forging from the blacksmith's shop, and the snort of the bellows. In a moment, the dandy came out, holding the same steel knife as you. You said that the back of the knife was too thick, and the blade was not sharp enough. The dandy said it was OK. I had no problem cutting watermelons with this knife. You asked if you could help me, The dandy said it was no problem. You handed him your knife and said you had face. Go in and sharpen my knife again, and then forge the back.

Many times in the same morning, there was fog on the water surface, and the water grass vomited a string of bubbles. You carried this steel knife through the zigzag country path. You had a hermit elder martial brother. Before you were brothers and sisters, he fell in love with a squirrel with a bushy tail. The sun is shining among the mulberry elms. You walk into the dilapidated thatched house. The elder martial brother looks up at the incense hall with dull eyes. You throw the steel knife in the past and ask him if he remembers the Five Tigers Breaking Door Sabre Technique that he practiced hard in the past. The elder martial brother said that I have lost my virginity. Don't mention the past in the future. Go ahead yourself. As for my life, it is like this. You feel sad. You said you were going to help him kill the squirrel.
You walked barefoot to the Xizhan Mountain. The squirrel stood among the pine trees and saw you from afar. You said that you are an evil animal, which has caused my elder martial brother to lose Yuanyang. As the saying goes, there is no difference between man and animal. I want revenge. The squirrel raises two front paws and smashes the pinecone he holds onto your head. He says you are not an opponent. The Five Tiger Door Breaking Sabre originated from Peng's, which is used to lift, chop, hook, tie, cut, hang, wrap his head and carry flowers. I have a set of Lost Palms, which can kill you in three moves. You don't believe in cutting down the pine tree with a knife. When the pine branch was about to fall, it was slapped on the chest, spit blood at the mouth, and was seriously injured. Squirrels are far away. You feel insulted when you sit on the grass. The moon rises into the blue night sky. You walk down the Xizhan Mountain and think of the past. It's hard to calm your grief and anger.
When you come to the Woodstone Street in Guohu Town, Jin Beizi is still sitting at the bridge with a divination stall. You always think that he is an ignorant liar. At this time, you have doubts about life. You think that maybe he really has some kind of uncertainty. You put a steel knife in front of his divination stall and ask about the future. Jin Beizi shakes her head as usual, After pinching the fingers and saying that before standing up, there was a danger of the nether world disaster, and after standing up, it was like the west mountain at sunset, but the afterglow was burning.
You still don't change your original intention of thinking that he is a liar. A beggar came to you on the road and said he was a two bag disciple of the Beggars' Sect. Er Dongchi held your hand after hearing Jin Beizi's nonsense and said that life was ups and downs. He often walked in the Jianghu and had a wonderful way to make money. You said you were not interested. He looked around and whispered that there was a steamed stuffed bun shop in the south of the city, The leader was a tough guy who could not make a living. He robbed it and had no worries about food and clothing. You still refuse, saying that you are seriously injured, and Kuang's sabre technique does not simply want to go back to practice sabre. Er Dongchi scolds you for being confused. If you have money, please invite Peng's grandson who is far away. He is good at wine and meat, and does not worry about the Five Tigers' broken door sabre technique.
You think the beggar knows you very well. It's not easy to have a bosom friend in life. He saved enough time to occupy the steamed bun shop. The beggar became the master and you became the shopkeeper. Half a year later, you made a small fortune. At this time, your face was in the prime of life. The matchmaker Song, the famous matchmaker in the Jianghu, wanted to offer you a matchmaking. Your stubborn heart suddenly opened. The girl said by matchmaker Song lived on the riverside. There was a Yulan Bridge in the middle. You met several people on the bridge privately. Later, you often saw a blue bird flying into your body at night. It was sometimes gentle, Sometimes you expose your tusks, sometimes you fight with it, sometimes you fall into its belly, like falling into the mire, you are getting deeper and deeper.
You began to wither, your hair fell off, and most of your martial arts were wasted. Even the business of the steamed stuffed bun shop became more and more difficult to operate. One night, the steamed stuffed bun shop lost its fire, and you were injured by the rafters of the girder on the way back from robbing for silver tickets. Er Dongchi patted you on the shoulder sadly, and there was no news about it. The girl asked Song matchmaker to send a message saying that the dowry was ready, and the Langguan was not you.
You begin to think that life is meaningless and absurd: Senior Brother is infatuated with squirrels, Jin Beizi bluffs, Er Dong robs the rich to help himself, and the girl doesn't know whether she loves money or is a good-looking bag. One day you leaned against the rouge tree in rags, and suddenly saw a large circle of fog around your body. You felt calm like never before. The sun was shining on you. A traveling monk saw you like this and squatted under the tree to comfort you that life is bitter, death is not liberation, and the other side is empty. You seem to see the dawn and decide to follow the monk.
When you came to the half moon city, you saw a monkey charmer on the way to beg for alms. Three monkeys were tied to the chain with sad eyes. He took off his hat and saluted everyone. The monk dropped his hat and sat down to persuade the monkey charmer to be equal to all living beings. He let the monkey go back to the mountain. The monkey charmer thought he was unlucky and pulled the chain to go. The monk was indifferent and said something. You were disappointed again. You felt that the monk and the golden shell were the same thing, You quickly walk up to the monkey charmer and tell him that you are a monkey. Give him a chain. When the monkey charmer saw the familiar look in your eyes, he untied the lock of an iron chain and put it around your neck. From then on, you began to walk on all fours. One hundred and eleven days in the morning, when you walked to Luming Mountain, you saw rows and rows of fir branches crisscrossing like a road paved in the sky. You suddenly remembered a beautiful legend. The fog rose from Luming Mountain, and a fire unicorn jumped out of the clouds and took your head. You saw the monkey charmer looking up at you with sad eyes.

Brother Lu:
Hello, Brother Lu, the spring breeze was warm that night. You stood on the Jinzhai Bridge and called me. The bus passed through the colorful streets. I heard you yelling at me that you were lovelorn, and your voice choked like you had just finished crying. I got off the bus in a hurry, squatted on the roadside, and advised you to be open-minded. Things are changeable, and lovelorn is a required course, so don't be too sad. I know it's no use comforting people who are involved in it. You want to talk to someone, and I want to know some details. The story happened like this: at 3:00 that afternoon, the bus passed through the blooming pink kapok botanical garden to reach the girl's residence, It was a rusty red, crowded bus wrapped in a suffocating sweat smell. You had a long cold war, and you wanted to make reconciliation and recovery. You walked on the dusty asphalt road, turned into the lane facing demolition, took out the key and opened the door. The girl was not there. You sat on her bed, the ground was full of water marks, and the changed clothes were soaked in the washing machine, The sun shines through the window, the light column is suspended in the sky, and the fine dust is flying in the light. Your heart is calm, waiting for the coming storm. This has happened many times, you have been used to it, but no, she did not come that afternoon, and has never appeared. You glimpsed the traces of another man's life, and your heart corrected for a moment. In a moment, you thought it was a dream, You have never been here before. You pretended to be calm and stepped out of the door. You wandered in the street, dejected and dejected. Night slowly came down. You recalled every bit of the past, which was full of happy fragments, and forgot about hate. It seemed that it took a long time before you remembered that there was no room for recovery. You were lovelorn, the street lights were on, and the noise on the street had nothing to do with you. You walked onto the viaduct, Looking at the passing vehicles, it seems that they have been abandoned by the world. The viaduct winds up higher and higher from the ground. Suddenly, you inexplicably shout into the night sky, and tears finally burst out. You lean against the lamppost, like a child who has lost everything. In such careful thinking, I know that God must have sent me to your side at that time, You suddenly think of me and take out your mobile phone to talk to me.
It was the tail of the spring of 2008. I squatted on the roadside to listen to your heart and lungs for an hour. In autumn, time smoothed your scars. At that time, I had no fixed residence and no girl. You just changed your job and there was no girl. In the days without a girl, everything became simple. We got together and slept in the same bed, which was not unprecedented in the past. One night, you said mysteriously to me that you were going to pick up a girl in the evening. The next day you brought two girls. The story began to get complicated again: you were busy, looking for a job for the girl, renting a house, picking up and sending her to work. Soon, you and one of the girls got into deep and hot water. The best way to forget one relationship is to start another relationship again, At this time, you don't need me anymore. You dislike me and another girl. In order not to affect your development, you start to match up. You said that the girl is pure and lovely, and has extraordinary vitality. The girl you developed said that I am handsome and handsome, and a good looking person. At that time, I was experiencing a new transformation. At the critical moment of cultivating the ninth level of Jiuyang Divine Skill, I mistakenly believed your lies, Many years have passed, and you have achieved good results, but I am still messy in the wind. I remember that it was not like that at the beginning. It was like Bajie told Monk Sha in "A Journey to the West" that he wanted Gao Wukong.
I remember the night we met, you asked me to collect the money for you. The old man who rented your house promised to pay you the deposit when you checked out. He turned against you temporarily. You tried and felt that the old man was stubborn and asked me to leave the mountain. I never agreed to anything easily. Nothing I promised could not be done. I took out a piece of paper and wrote all the arguments and response routines on it, Seven or eight strategies have been designed, either offensive or defensive, or both offensive and defensive. The wind is bleak and the water is cold. We went into that small broken house to find the old man. You explained your intention again. It's obvious that I will look at my performance next. The old man saw that you found a helper and felt that the visitor was not good, but it was the first sentence of the old Jianghu saying that this matter had nothing to do with me, Then the reason I reiterated to you again put me aside. It was very embarrassing. The old man vomited and saw that you could not resist. My blood rushed up. Suddenly, it was dark and murderous. The old man refused to show weakness and tried to increase his power. I clenched my fist, popped out my middle finger, pointed at the old man, and shouted: I don't want you to wait and see. The matter was solved smoothly. When you moved the next day, the old man found you and returned the deposit, saying that he was not afraid of being a fool.
After this incident, we became intimate friends. We often drank together when we had a wine party. In terms of alcohol consumption, SA was able to lead the first three rounds. I was able to take a turn in the middle of the road. You often came to the end. They recognized that you were the best in the world. I often refused to accept it. According to my observation, you began to show weakness, became angry in the middle, and finally became angry. When SA got married, the night before last, you arrived ahead of time. Before that, I had exercised for a long time and felt that I would fight with you to decide the ultimate male and female. I haven't won over you for so many years. I admit that you have some strength. At first, we sat at two tables. After a few drinks, we gradually met a table at the corner without anyone to play, One cup for one cup is getting better: the world is gone, and there is a haze in front of me. 500ml+alcohol quickly occupies the height of the anterior skull cavity. I feel three feet off the ground, and you hang in the air. I stumble into the opposite clinic and still remember to ask for two kilograms of glucose. Your smile on your face outside the clinic is a bit dementia, An hour later, I woke up as if I had died. You stood on the road and blocked the first wave of alcohol climax. The second wave of alcohol hit more violently. You took my hand and said that the virginity of lost friendship and the desolation of love were crying like a child, holding my shoulder to my waist to my thigh, and I put you up on the ground and hugged your shoulder like "In the Mood for Love" Li Maggie's buttocks twisted up to the second floor. When you woke up in the middle of the night, you couldn't resist the last wave of vomiting.
After all these years, I miss our last days most. At that time, we felt that there was no hope for the future. We kept the tuition privately and rented a house outside the school. At the beginning, we did exercises for 16 hours every day. We gave ourselves a holiday. The rich days were perfect. Later, your art girl returned, You changed your mind and took the girl to use the rest of the tuition to buy your own clothes to dig bamboo shoots in the remote mountains and forests of NG. I was bored and thought of a great idea to start writing novels. One draft was abandoned and another was abandoned. The days passed slowly. The peonies bloomed, the roses were enchanting, the fragrance of jasmine was pervasive, and summer was getting closer, You came back with a big bowl of bamboo shoots. XH, Professor, SA and we waited around the Eight Immortals' table for your bamboo shoots and meat. It was the last farewell dinner. We were full of energy. We waved our heads around and said "cherish" when pushing the cup and changing the cup. Now when we look back, we suddenly feel like a dream. Only the endless long road accompanied me. Looking back, we walked away with dim eyes. （ Hello, the Four Heroes series is over ）

SA：

Hello, SA, like the Soviet Union 60 years ago, you always regard yourself as a big brother, with a big back and a big waist, wearing gold wire glasses, and a long leg comparable to Li Minhao. When it is sunny, you leave a short inch, a brave and brave face, and you can often see your proud posture on the dusty playground. As the captain of the football team, you lead us through the difficulties and cross the border, The little girls on the playground came to a climax one after another. You are a fan of AC Milan and love Van Basten. I often mistakenly thought that it was painful to turn X because of my low culture. At that time, you still loved Cecilia Cheung. Her posters were hung at home. More than once, you told me that she was pure. Later, there were pornographic photos. I sent you a picture and you praised her, She is coquettish, so you are a unprincipled person.
One moonless night in the winter of 2004, you walked with a girl stealthily. I walked in the dark and followed you for a long time. You talked loudly and were very affectionate with the girl. I followed your steps and recognized people by hearing the sound. I saw that your claws were grasping the girl's tender hand at that time. The girl was not a class flower, but she was also hot, According to the first-hand information I have, there are seven or eight young men who want to develop with this girl. You said in the years of bragging in the future that you only wrote a letter. If the girl is willing, you will wait somewhere. According to your confession, your real purpose of chasing this girl is to show off: My brother, I'm loved by everyone, and flowers bloom, so you stole the fish like a cat. In the spring soon after you got the chance, you shook your head and parted gracefully.
Then you fell in love with a girl with a double character in her name. The girl lives next door to you. In my opinion, this girl is very different from your first one: she is not tall, nor is she tall, and her chest is only B by visual inspection. Except that her face is slightly off, nothing else is worth mentioning. You are like a pug wagging its tail, She often knocks on the girl's door in the middle of the night and hands out a small note. At first, the girl refuses, then she agrees to associate with you, and then she refuses. This little trick of playing hard to get will tease your little heart. When the girl finally refuses you, you are like a wilted cucumber, smoking four cigarettes for one yuan one by one, I got drunk at my birthday dinner, hugged me and cried, saying how much you loved her, that you could die for her, and that I had never heard of such nausea after all these years. When the dawn comes, you find yourself a reason to indulge, and then you indulge in the network, reversing the day and night.
When we all thought you were depressed, time was a pig killer, but it was also Banlangen. You seemed to calm down gradually: maybe you could find you only by giving up, and you would remember me only if you didn't want to leave. I don't know how many peach trees you planted in your spare time in your last life. You have met a girl in this life. My understanding is this: when the scars of love are healed, you forget how to love. At this time, a female species comes to you, and your brain has been dominated by the lower part of your body. You love, You know, when I heard this news, I was shocked as much as NH3's recoil and pushed my forehead against the wall. This girl was very different from your second one: she was not tall and had no body. After seeing her face, you couldn't bear to look at her chest again. I don't know how you came together. At that time, I was in HF City, When I came back, you had sworn that you were each other's angels in this life, and all your friends around you were silent. One day Brother Lu saw me shake his head and said that he walked into your room, sat on your bed, and inadvertently opened the quilt. The traces of love still remained. Brother Lu sighed.
No one can predict the development of the situation. Unfortunately, you went off fire. It's not a big deal, but the timing is wrong. The girl has a belly for five months. This is the saddest story I have ever heard in my life. You borrowed money everywhere to try to fight the fire. Finally, you had no choice but to ask your parents for help. Both parents discussed the price and decided to induce labor. You waited for the end in the pavilion not far from the hospital, You haven't slept for days and nights. Your mobile phone falls from your hand. You are awakened by the bell. Your mother's phone number: OK, it's a boy.
You got married in 2011, and the girl who stayed together for the last time didn't intersect with me. It was the beginning of the new year. You called me to tell me to attend the wedding. Brother Lu and I arrived early. The night before last, we were drunk and shot. I said some nonsense. Brother Lu was crying. The next day, we gathered several thousand pieces of firecrackers to blow up your house, The mushroom cloud soars, which is the end of all stories and the beginning of another story.