The reason why it is nineteen, with the study of the sinking boat, there is a kind of exquisite saying that the most reasonable, that is, ten nine is not false, the homophony is ten dozen and nine is not false, and the hammer must be implemented, that is the last thing, the slow requirements do not have to be so high, and ten can not lose one. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Therefore, the master who shouts fiercely and beats slowly is not a real master of playing sledgehammers.

They are the ones who open the way, they are the pioneers, they are not unimportant, they are not the most important, their most important task is to create momentum.

This is the momentum, the momentum is immense, the hammer is huge, and the combination is the momentum.

Shout well and fight hard, one hammer stops, the remaining momentum is still there, the second hammer comes again, each hammer progresses a little, after a hundred thousand hammers, even the mountain stone can not be stretched, I have to get out of the way, open the mouth a little bit.

As soon as this opening is opened, it is about to be fought!

It's fast, accurate, ruthless and even, and it can only be a sledgehammer, one person.

One more sledgehammer is wringing, and one more person is not equal in will.

We must use the momentum of overwhelming the mountains and seas, to beat even the mountains and rocks so that it has no time to regret it, and it does not dare to open its mouth indiscriminately, so that it can only walk along the side set by our third line.

It has to be fast, it has to be accurate, it has to be ruthless, it has to be even......

At this time, the most important thing is that everyone in the stone field will stop their work to watch, and the one who appears must be a master of the sledgehammer!

The entire Shuchuan mountain range and hilly area, hundreds of millions of people, most of the construction is based on stone, which makes the Shu stone masons like clouds, masters like rain, but really qualified to the level of 'lifting the mountain', but there are always few, often a township is also difficult to come out of a few, so there are always a lot of quarries, to the critical moment of lifting the mountain, you have to go to the master of the sledgehammer.

At all times, the father is the first choice for those who invite the family. Those who are invited are called "helping to hammer".

Those stone quarries are always proud to be able to invite their father to help with the hammer.

2★.

When the mountains are lifted, the rocks of the mountains are lifted, and they can only be slaughtered and turned into stones; if they cannot be lifted, they can only knock out some rocks piecemeal.

When it came to the key, my father came into play.

For decades, among the sledgehammer masters I have seen, only my father can dance the sledgehammer into a circle, not one or two, several, there are too many people like that, but tens of hundreds, thousands in a row. Even I haven't done it before, it's almost the same with a second hammer.

My father's hand was extremely powerful, and more importantly, dexterous.

Father waved the sledgehammer, danced into a circle one by one, down and down on the big tip, like a tight drum, never missed, never stopped, the sledgehammer brought the sound of the tiger and the tiger, and drew a circle of afterimages in the air.

Every time the sledgehammer is lifted, it is a light lift, and every time it falls, it is a light lift. His forehand and back hand change from time to time, and the crossing of his arms presents a magnificent image in the air.

Lifting a mountain once often has dozens or hundreds of sharp positions, and a quick fight, even if each tip is hammered ten times, hundreds or thousands of circles have to be torn out.

Father has a way of waving in circles in the air without a trace to relieve the fatigue of his body. He rested while fighting, keeping his sledgehammer in extremely vigorous condition at all times.

Front upper circle, back upper circle, forehand circle, backhand circle, focus circle, front hand circle, back hand circle, kowtow circle, squatting circle, running circle, the first few times I danced a few laps over there, and immediately jumped over a dozen sharp positions without hitting, to this end of the dancing circle is an important good fight.

Circle after circle, all of a sudden, it was really like the wind and the sea and rain, and the mountains and seas came overwhelmingly.

The stone was moving, the mountain was shaking, and the results of my father's hammering were getting higher and higher, and the seams on the open line had been connected into a line, and they began to slowly open again.

He stared closely at the trend of the seam along the third line, and carefully noticed the effect of the hammer, and the hammer also changed accordingly, and the seam opened wider and bigger.

My father was changing the punch again, first hitting every other sharp position from right to left, then staggering the sharp position of the previous road from right to left, and hitting every other sharp position.

My father no longer insisted on dancing the sledgehammer into a circle, and the faster he struck, the faster he ran, the more he was in the east, and then in the west, and he stood still.

3★.

Seeing that he was still busy, the people watching it were all nervous and exciting when they were reading the most exciting passages in the book, and they all held their breath and concentrated, as if they were watching a martial arts drama.

Very suddenly, my father's sledgehammer was still held high in the air, and this time he lifted it very high, the heavy sledgehammer tilted thirty-nine degrees behind his head, and the bar, which was as thin as a pigeon's egg, was stretched into a tense arc, and my father yelled "Open!" The hammer fell heavily, and the sound was particularly clear.

In the midst of the lingering sound, another deep "boom" sound came out, and the boulder and the mountain finally broke off the last connection.

Although this voice is low, it is a feeling of "blazing!" in our ears.

The feeling is not clear, and those steel tips have automatically loosened - it's done!

Immediately, the wind and thunder suddenly went out, and the group resounded.

My father stood there without a red face and panting, and his heart was not beating violently. The six-six-pound, two-pointed sledgehammer with a lot of achievements in battle, stopped at his feet without moving. Although the sledgehammer is not in his hand, his father is like the guy who stood with a knife after he untied the cow, not full of ambition, but also a happy person. The huge rock, the crack like a knife, opened for a while, and then slowly closed, as long as my father came, the mountain was so perfect that even the stone had nothing to say.

The applause of the crowd sounded in hindsight.

Every time I watched my father hit a sledgehammer, I had to receive a baptism, and my heart was open and happy.

Over the years, I have loved labor more than literature, and I have always had to do some work that my colleagues consider to be cheap, that is, I have enjoyed the incomparable pleasure of my father's hard work since I was a child.

The joy of labor is endless, and the pleasure that labor brings to the mind is something that only the master of labor can truly enjoy.

A high degree of hair swinging, learning is useful, and heroes are useful, isn't it a happy life?

Such a pleasure, can you say that it is not a pleasure?

Isn't it too narrow to limit the source of pleasure to sex alone?

4★.

The scene returns to the tofu weir and my father slaps me.

My father's big hand was raised to the highest point, as if circling, a dive, lightning struck down, and with a "snap", it just exploded on my bare stock, and it exploded just right, so that the crisp sound made me, who was almost three years old, just know shame.

The clever thing about our father's beating is that we know shame, not that we remember pain. The pain is over after a while, and shame is a lifelong memory.

My father beat and scolded the hammer as he did with a sledgehammer.

It was my face that was beaten, but it was my face that was blushing, and I knew it was wrong, and I looked at my father with a smile.

The old man was still stupid in the water, and he didn't have the slightest intention of provoking me.

His father's hand was raised again, and his gestures were extremely high. The old man shouted in the water: "Blame me!"

Father doesn't waste his hand, it's a hand made for labor, and I'm already ashamed, so he doesn't have to fight again.

My father's hand was raised flat, and his thick palm was open horizontally at the best place of my eyesight: "Shame and then courage, courage is a kind of bravery, and it is also a kind of courage and wisdom." Come, I'll write a word, just write it once, and you have to write it, if you can't write it, I'll throw you down, and ask Uncle He to spit out your saliva. ”

I don't know if my father suddenly had an idea on a whim, or if he had some premeditated or unwanted ideas. My father used his index finger to write a word on his left palm. The character is very complicated, only the trajectory drawn by the index finger, and the father writes it in block letters, just like his person. Without the handwriting, it stands to reason that I would not have been able to write.

But I just have a relationship with this character, maybe I could write it in my previous life, in short, my little hand wrote that character accurately in my father's big hand. The first kanji in my life was written like this. I can write first, and then I will recognize it.

After this time, I never forgot this word, and everything at that time was deeply rooted in my mind because of this word. Other children must not have such a chance.

5★.

I've been connected to writing ever since. My enlightenment teacher was my father. It was at this moment that I was able to make a difference in literature at the age of twelve.

My father's wonderful hands opened up my mind, and my father's means and movements were very subtle, as if a poet had enlightened a new poem, which was wonderful.

When I had written it out the third time, my father said, "Remember, this is a mat, a mat, a banquet, a banquet." ”

This Chinese character, which accompanied me at the earliest, was later chewed out by me to many internal and external meanings that are not found in the dictionary. Many years later, I realized that my father taught me this word at that time, and it was in the tofu weir and in front of the old dwarf, which was actually very related to the old dwarf at that time.

beat me up, but my father laughed at the old man: "He Zengjing, after eating my son's saliva, it's time to open up!"

Very few people shout the old dwarf's name. The words He Zengjing have almost been forgotten in Sorrowful Valley, but the old dwarf is famous.

After a pause, the father said: "Actually, drinking my son's urine has greater benefits, but you missed it yourself!"

In the evening of the next day, my family stewed a big pot of pig's trotters, and as soon as it was served on the table, the second brother of the stonemason under my father, Yuan Er, hurriedly ran over, and shouted loudly before entering the door: "Uncle, uncle, something strange happened on the construction site today!"

My father was overjoyed, he liked to eat and entertain the guests, especially this one, and he often came to report to his father, so that even if he could not go to the stone field, he could understand the situation there. Almost every time he came, he was just in time for the meal, and every time he came, he had something good to eat. Mom said that he washed his feet and washed clean at night in the Chinese New Year's Eve, and such a person was 'lucky', even the people who entertained him would be sticky.

My mother hurried to add vegetables, and my brother, who was less than seven years old, also went to help cook with great interest. I also have memories of this meal, my father and Second Brother Yuan were eating meat while drinking the soju exchanged for rotten red lotus while setting up a dragon gate array.