How many people fly together in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and who can tell how many people's eyeliner is tied to the Mid-Autumn Moon, and how many hearts hang on its body?

The bright moon is heavy all year round!

It's not that it's the most complete, but tonight there are the most feelings and the most worries - the feelings are all heavy and all the sinking. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There are always so many people who deeply understand the heaviness of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Month, Mid-Autumn Moon.

And wine.

People, two.

Han Yu, the head of the eight families of the Tang and Song dynasties, drank alcohol, listened to songs, and listened to Zhang Gongcao sing.

Later, there was "August 15th Night for Zhang Gongcao": "Jun's singing voice is sour and bitter, and I can't listen to the tears like rain at the end." ”

When the moon is consummated, people will disperse, lose their souls, leave the song without stopping, and tears pour like rain.

In every teardrop of Han Yu, there is a moon, and there are as many tears as there are months. The moons fell from his eyes, rolled across his cheeks, and crashed into his arms. His robe covered all these bright moons, and he didn't waste a single one.

Mingyue is so fortunate that there is such a big man with a wide range of arms to accompany it with tears.

No matter how open-minded he was, his heart was extremely heavy.

Han Yu and Zhang Gongcao's wine glasses were each soaked in a larger moon. There were several bright moons in their breasts, which they had drunk from their wine glasses. There is a moon in the chest that is not bright, like this full moon, why do you want to share? The moon is cold, the moon is cold, and the entrance is cold. Their hearts were cold and spasmed, and they were still swallowing one by one, one bite at a time.

A tear is a month, a glass of wine is a month, the bright moon is still there, the tears are not spilled, the wine glass is not dry, why can't the boy's tears be bounced?

The full moon is also made of water, and the tears are turned into wine, and the wine is turned into tears. Tears are flying like rain, is it the wine that goes to the wine and comes back, so why is it not drunk?

The moonlight is like wine, in the Mid-Autumn Festival, how many people are not drunk? Are they already drunk, will they not be drunk again?

Frequently invited thousands of times without sitting together, does the bright moon also want to get drunk? Who do you cry for in the wine? Who is drunk in tears? It is also the full moon that is imported, and the moon is broken, so he will chant poems and sing them, and in the end, those sentences are still left in history: "There are many bright moons and tonight in a year, and life is not up to him, why is there a month if you don't drink wine?"

Mingyue knows, do you still remember that big day? Han Yue is him, who is Zhang Gongcao? Who is me, after a thousand years of Tang wine, can it also be turned into beer and add a glass to these nine people?

There are many bright moons and tonight in a year, why don't you drink wine?

Later, Li Bai raised the wine to invite the bright moon, and the shadow became a trio; Later, Su Shi asked the sky about the wine, what year is it tonight; Su Zi and his friends raised their robes and bottles to belong to each other, and hugged the bright moon to the end; Later, Yang Shenyue se, the sky was lonely, and Jiang Shengyue se, how could it be said; Later, Zhang Yuhu had a lonely moon self-photo; Later, Zhou Shuren 'groaned and lowered his eyebrows and had no place to write, and the moonlight shone like water on his clothes'; some of them were on this day, and some were accompanied by the moon on a similar day.

Later, later......

Later, in 1997, it was this day again, the water did not warm the moon in the world, on the border of the southern country, on a large lawn far outside the Wangpin Industrial Zone.

The horn of the big open FA has sounded, and the big lawn to be built in the open FA area is everywhere.

There is liquor, Golden Wheat Beer.

There is a moon, a moon in the sky, and a mid-autumn moon. The moon is like a wash, and every day is new.

There are friends, a lot of friends, nine, nine good friends, good friends who have passed the test of time, all in their early forties, and their mental and emotional skills have matured.

Nine men and women, sitting in the moonlight, form a circle of mooncakes.

They are friends of a circle, friends of the circle.

They sat in the moonlight, like a flower, but they were silent, silent as stones that could not bloom.

The moonlight is like a waterfall, flowing down from the nine heavens, constantly rushing against him and her, washing them very brilliantly, but not breaking their mouths.

There were stones, small round pebbles, in the palm of their hands, and each of them had one.

In their hometown, there is a saying that the pebbles of the Mid-Autumn Moon Dam are the laurel trees that fall from the laurel tree.

It is said that under the Mid-Autumn Festival moon, hold the cinnamon tightly, reverently acquiesce to the three wishes, and the wishes will be fulfilled one by one.

The nine of them have only one wish, that is, to let them find a factory tomorrow and become official older workers.

It was because of the big weather in their hometown that they abandoned their families and children one by one and came out to work together.

It has not rained in the house for nearly two months, the scorching sun and high temperature every day, the peanuts are still buried in the soil and they are dry and crispy, the corn stalks can be burned when they are cut down, most of the red vetches have dried up, and it is difficult for cattle, sheep and fish to eat fresh grass.

The nine of them came to this open area together, and if they didn't find a job, they wouldn't have a temporary place to live, and they wouldn't have a temporary residence permit, so they would be arrested. Sheds, public toilets, bridges, trees, cemeteries, tombs, and fields of crops were all places where they spent the night.

None of the nine have yet to find a job.

In addition to farming and breeding, they have no other skills and little culture, otherwise they would not be superstitious that Guizi can be used as a wishing stone.

They are not handsome men and beautiful women, the most disadvantageous thing is their age, those who recruit workers, all under the age of 35, have been here for almost ten days, looking for nearly 100 families, but they have not been accepted.

In fact, they are both industrious and simple, and their hands are also very skillful, especially able to bear hardships and stand hard work. They are very stable and obedient, they are especially able to work long hours and high intensity, they do not complain much, and they are not too demanding. The bosses, the executives, have not noticed that these strengths of people like them are difficult to cultivate from young people.

They also have more than ten years of heyday, and the family structure has been stabilized, and these value advantages have all been ignored.

Therefore, these nine people had to go around looking for work during the day to run into walls, and at night they still slept in the open air.

If they come out to seek wealth, they will not bring a lot of money from home, and they can only survive with the least amount of money and the worst food.

The lu fee for going back is long gone, and it is almost impossible to support it if you stay, this Mid-Autumn Festival, can there be good luck?

The wishing stone, already sweating, being held by them and sweating, good luck, how far is it?

The Mid-Autumn Festival is a big festival, but they don't have moon cakes, no good food to drink, and the most extravagant thing is this, Jinmai beer, only one bottle, and each person can't drink a few sips.

I don't know when I will find a job, and I don't know where I will be sheltering tomorrow night.

Nine people were silent around a bottle of beer, like nine cloves of garlic sitting around the same pillar for an unknown amount of time, and I don't know how long they can sit there.

Not far away, Wang Pin's company's heavenly lady, five white-collar beauties met to watch the moon together.

These extraordinary people will not mix with Uncle Wang and their ordinary workers.

Unlike the nine silent rocks, they didn't have a moment of silence, as if the whole lawn was good.

Their laughter and laughter are announcing that the Mid-Autumn Festival night should be gorgeous like them.

The items they brought out were so rich that they were as delicate as the moon and could drip with a bright light, and their light darkened the minds of the nine people.

They sang sweetly and danced beautifully, and their crisp laughter and indulgent words flew around the nine.

They were happy and leisurely, waiting for the moonrise from six o'clock to twelve o'clock, and they were still happy, and when this joy was endless, it can be seen how comfortable they lived.

These nine people have been living like a year, and the five of them are still 'racing against time'.

Listen, the pride and ambition of the personnel director: "Sisters, tonight, even if you untie your trouser belts and eat and drink, you will eat your little belly from nothing to the appearance of being seven or eight months pregnant, and I will also find a way to get back the full amount of my aunt and grandmother, I have already thought of a clever way to earn a huge bonus!"

How can the other four curious babies not ask questions?

The tall beauty announced loudly: "I! extremely shrewd, born to be a supreme genius specializing in personnel! I have found the software that can set the clockback bell to the second, can advance the clockbell by 40 seconds, lag the clockbell by 40 seconds, and commute to work 8 times a day, so that each employee can unconsciously serve the company for more than 5 minutes, and the company has more than 10,000 employees, which is equivalent to adding nearly 20 new robots to the company that only do things and do not pay, you say, can you earn a lot of bonuses!" ”

Listen to it, think about it, what is this high-level, high-intelligence and high-paid person calculating!

"Bang Bang Bang!" It's not that someone is slapping her, and it won't be their turn to slap them, if the secrecy work is not good enough, they will be slapped flat by those 10,000 people long ago - it is the other four colleagues who are all slapping and slapping!

is also accompanied by boasting, followed by screaming - high! too high! not a trick that people can think of! As soon as this royal idea came out, it immediately pushed the grand meeting of the five beauties to the **.

In contrast to their noise, the nine-person reef group is even more lonely.

Their stomachs were full of bitter tears, and at this time, they just opened this bottle of beer, can they still drink it?

Ask the wine to Qingtian, where is the opportunity?

It seems that the Mid-Autumn Festival is very night, and it is a year to regret missing a day!

The eldest of the nine people did not hesitate to eat raw cucumbers picked up from the vegetable market all day long, and those broken cucumbers that were thrown away, resolutely squeezed out 5 yuan and bought this bottle of Golden Wheat Beer!

After tomorrow, at most next week, they will not be able to enter the factory and find a job, so all of them can only gnaw on the discarded wilted cucumbers, broken turnips, and rotten sweet potato heads.

They can endure hardship, but can they suffer from this kind of suffering, is this a waste of who suffers whom?

In the countryside, in the hometown, God protects you, and can spend the Zhongyuan Ghost Festival peacefully, in exchange for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

So they pay more attention to this festival.

Although there is only one night, it is a big festival second only to the regimental year, so many days and nights in a year, and only these two nights, it is necessary to wait, these two nights are special, self-evident.

If they are still at home, several generations will always get together as much as possible, have a meal, and then watch the moonlight together, share moon cakes, and chat.

Occasional slapstick, hip-hop, bouncing, old and young, happy and taotao, a night of joy, can be sweet for half a year, a year.

In a southern country, the first Mid-Autumn Festival is so different.