One thousand nine hundred and eighty-nine chapters sea smoke
The uncle seemed very tired. Although he had not gone to sea, he still looked very tired. After experiencing too much, the man realized that the burden on him was getting heavier and heavier. Because, he might have to get along with his uncle for a while, everything on him seemed particularly mysterious. He wanted to increase his own strength and become a useful person. Especially the man's eyes are so sharp, the man's capable appearance is shining with determination in his eyes. Rural people are happy and unwilling to admit defeat.
After I did something casually, I stopped. I was too young to do too many things. I had to rest for a while. I saw a cigarette rod on the ground, so I quickly picked it up, lit it, and then took a sip. The cigarette was really too exciting. After one sip, I felt much more comfortable. Smoking was really pleasant. It was really great to say that the cigarette was really strong, and after two sips, I became fluttering. The tobacco leaves of rural people were bought and dried by themselves. The cigarettes that the higher ones should be more meticulous, and the lower ones should be more coarse and inferior. I realized that this was sea smoke.
I have heard of things. This is a special tobacco in the sea, which is different from the cigarettes we smoke. The force is really big. I feel lazy after one sip. Smoking my own Ye Zi cigarette is the real smoking. I didn’t expect that my uncle was so lucky that this one was the one that he had this legendary sea smoke. I heard adults say that sea smoke is a good thing, but few people smoke it. First of all, it is because it is rare and difficult to not see it. And you can’t find such a thing on the market.
I remember that I smoked sea smoke once before, and it was also obtained at the village chief's house. It was taken out by the mute brother secretly. According to the village chief, it was a very expensive thing. The mute brother knew that I was good and secretly pointed it out to make me happy. When I smoked this thing, I trembled all over. In order to highlight the mystery of this thing, I made a particularly frivolous voice, and I raised my throat and shouted loudly to "Ao".
The mute brother was so scared that he thought I was poisoned. The mute brother told me sign language: Is there something wrong with the cigarette?
I shook my head: It means there is no problem with the cigarette.
Mute Brother: Then how could you make such a uncomfortable sound?
I pretended to sing "Hara oil, good cool oil, good oil for smoke."
The mute brother couldn't speak. After seeing that I was smoking this cigarette, he said a lot of strange words. The mute brother was afraid that he would harm me by himself, so he was so anxious.
I said: It's okay, it's okay, there's no problem with smoking, I'm crying.
Mute Brother: Then why are you crying?
Me: It's so good, it's really great, it's so cool. After smoking this cigarette, I was so moved. I felt that my cigarettes were in vain. No cigarette could ever make me so happy. I can no longer describe everything I felt in the sea smoke. I can only express it in words and actions.
Secondly, it is because the sea smoke is strong and the cheerful cigarette butts are lit. This is the smell of the sea. Thick smoke and fog are drifting away in one mouthful. A wisp of indifferent smell is floating around the nose, with a strong smell of fragrance. This intoxicating fragrance is the top smell of the big cigarette pole. Ordinary people can't stand this force at all. Only a strong man like me and my uncle can withstand such force. A burst of bitter tears are rolling in his heart...
My uncle looked at me in the position of holding cigarettes, swallowing clouds and spitting mist, and he knew at a glance that I was an old cigarette pole.
It reminds me of the slack season when my grandfather likes to sit in the yard and smoke with me while blowing the dragon gate. He smokes me and doesn't smoke, and I'm right next to him. You don't know, I didn't like smoking before, but when I smell the smoke too much, I'm addicted to smoking. My grandfather is not smoking at home. I can't smoke at home. I always thought to myself that smoking is the happiest thing in this world, and smoking is the happiest thing in life. I have been thinking since I was a child that if I don't smoke in this life, then wouldn't I live in vain? I must smoke in this life and smoke a lot of cigarettes.
At that time, I couldn't smoke at home, so I went out to smoke, from the entrance of the village to the end of the village, and from the end of the village, I could go back to the entrance of the village. At that time, I was traveling to the village, and I wanted to smoke and drink. When I was a child, I realized that my future would not be better, and I thought about it, and seeing that others pursued dreams, I also had to pursue, but what could I pursue? Finally, I decided that I would still pursue smoking and drinking bar. Later, when I was in our village, I took a sip of cigarettes and a sip of wine, and talked about it from ancient times to the present, which was so unhappy.
A man like me, who is so arrogant, would drink a drink when talking about homework, and if there is a wrong sentence, I would smoke a cigarette. It would be a great pleasure. I am used to thinking better about life. I can’t live anymore. If there is nothing happy, there is no fun, there is no hobby at all, then what’s the point of living! If you really see the world clearly and look at the dark side of the world in real life, will we be happy? We understand that too much will only hurt ourselves, and sometimes it’s still a simpler and stupider life. I’m arguing with the people in the village. Who doesn’t have an old cigarette gun? If anyone makes me angry, we will use the cigarette pole to knock on the bench.
I remember that my favorite saying at that time was, "If I get angry, it's not something that can be solved by one cigarette and one glass of wine. This must be three cigarettes and three glasses of wine to make it clear." After a few minutes of rest, the cigarette pole started to smoke again. I smoked a large cigarette pole for a while, not because I was tired of smoking, but because after I got cigarettes, I was lazy and had no time to dry tobacco leaves, and I didn't have time to roll the leaves.
I remember the old man in my family. She is really a charming person. Grandpa was not only kind to others, but although he had never read any books, he knew much more than others. At that time, although the old man in our family was from rural areas, there were many children in the family before, and it was not easy to study. In that era, you could not read just by studying. The old man said: We wanted to study at that time, but without a teacher, so we wanted to learn. There was no way, we could only learn by ourselves. Let me tell you that it was particularly difficult to learn without a teacher.
I said: I know, I learned it myself, it’s really not easy to learn it myself!
Grandpa: Don’t you have a teacher?
Me: I have a teacher, but there are so many classmates in the class that the teacher is too busy. If I have poor grades like this, I basically don’t like the teacher.
Grandpa: If you raise your studies, the teacher will naturally like you. Why do you have poor grades? You still expect the teacher to like you.
Me: Forget it, I don’t expect the teacher to like me either. I just hope they can stop hating me.
Grandpa said: You children are born in blessings but don’t know how to be blessed. You children have teachers, but they just don’t want to learn. Is it really so painful to study?
Me: It's really painful. I spend my whole life studying. I can still enjoy the rest of my life if I catch up with the long life. If I have short life, I'm afraid I haven't had time to enjoy my life yet?
Grandpa: What kind of logic are you? You can really make it up. You can really find reasons for yourself not to learn.
Me: It’s not that I don’t want to study, but that learning is really not suitable for me. I feel a headache when I see the textbook.
Grandpa: Then when you study the gossip and Qimen Dunjia techniques, why don’t you feel bored?
Me: It’s different. Some things are fun to learn, but some things are not happy at all. There are happy things to do, why do we have to go to the unhappy road? I really don’t understand how much meaning is there in learning now? Is it changing our destiny or placing our destiny on learning. In fact, a person’s life is not long. Even if we can live to one hundred years old, it is only 30,000 years. The length of life is limited, and the width of life is infinite. If we place everything on learning and rely on learning to change our destiny, everyone has this idea, and I think the only thing that regrets in the end is ourselves.
Grandpa: Since you understand these principles, you should also know the importance of learning. Learning is a particularly important thing. So should you study harder instead of thinking about the fun and how much benefit you can bring to you, right?
Me: Whether it is success or failure in life, it doesn’t matter. We have to accept it. It is all the experience of life. It is precisely because of these experiences that we can enrich our lives and make our lives full.
Grandpa: Just be poor. You are very polite, but you don’t have the heart to see what you do.
Why didn’t I have a heart? I have a heart. I said.
It’s not that my grandfather looked down on me, even if he looked down on me, it’s normal, and it doesn’t matter if he looks down on me. My grandfather advised me: If you have a good heart, you should study hard and be a top student and let me see it.
Me: As a top student, I think it’s okay to be my IQ.
Grandpa: Who says that studying must be smart people, and those who are not smart cannot learn?
Me: Yes, but it's very difficult.
Grandpa: You are just lazy, you are just too lazy to learn, you are either not smart, you are just too smart, but you are just using your intelligence for cleverness.
Me: I am really not smart, and I don’t have the ability to remember it all the time?
Chapter completed!