"Senior brother, the whole school's speech contest is about to be held, do you think I can start like this: the famous orator Mr. Lin Yutang once said that a speech is like a girl's skirt, the shorter the better~~" Senior Sister Xu looked at me expectantly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Senior sister, then you just don't speak." I'm serious.

"Don't be a hooligan!" The senior sister took a sip lightly. I laughed, and she gave me a blank look, and lowered her head, her ears flushed slightly. Suddenly, a poem popped up in my heart: the most is the gentleness of the bowed head, just like the shyness of the water lotus flower.

This morning, Senior Sister Xu Xuan also came to practice boxing with us, and everyone chatted with each other after the shelf, so there was this scene in front of us.

The master paced over and smiled: "Your shelves are very good, and your fists have also changed, so you have a bit of a foundation, and you can learn to add hands." It's just that I haven't mastered Shen Yun yet. Taijiquan is a boxing method for seeking relaxation, but the charm lies in a potential word. How to understand this momentum, it can be momentum, it can be a situation, or a divine momentum. Sometimes if you feel that your momentum is not as good as someone else's, you know that you have lost without making a move, and you don't even have the courage to do it. Those who are easy to attack, why not? Said potential. Keep it in mind and keep it in mind. We nodded again and again, as if we didn't understand. I asked, "Master, I was at home when I saw a man tying a rope to a stone, and he danced so violently that the stone flew out and could break a very thick tree trunk." What kind of kung fu is this? "If there is something at both ends, it should be the kung fu that makes the meteor hammer, there is this kind of kung fu in the Shaolin faction, and there is also in the Hong boxing, which is a kind of more difficult to practice in the foreign blades, there is a way to practice long and not short, and to practice hard and not soft, and those who will know this kind of blade should be the master of the outer door, and you should be careful when you encounter it." I kept it in my mind.

"Plus hands, also known as home hands. In the past, apprentices were accepted, and they were divided into pedigree disciples, registered disciples and outer disciples. The master called the disciples who entered the score to the house to teach, so it was called the family hand, which means something passed down at home. Just like you are now. "I'm hey, hey." On the basis of the large shelf, the speed of the plate shelf is appropriately accelerated, and some auxiliary force actions are added, which is between the large shelf and the small shelf. Like adding hands to the back of the momentum, the three-ring moon is added~~" The master gave us a demonstration while talking, explaining in detail how to understand each action, what aspects to pay attention to, and so on.

Time flies, time flies, and the days of obsession are always easy to pass, and a semester passes unconsciously. For me, it seems that going to school has become a side job, and practicing boxing is the main job. In fact, practicing boxing is sometimes extremely boring, and this kind of torment is difficult to persist if you don't really like it. Master always taught me earnestly that Tai Chi is a fist that trains the heart. So, I made a decision at the end of the semester to go out and have a try.

Seeing that I was eighteen or nineteen years old, I felt like an adult, and I didn't want to continue to be a moth, so I worked with Jingbei to find an intermediary on the Internet and went to work as a summer worker in an air-conditioning factory in Jinling. On the day of departure, we gathered at the school, and there were about 40 people in a car, all of them childish, looking like a carload of cucumbers. Perhaps in the eyes of these intermediaries, we are indeed melons. Xu is because there are few such experiences, everyone is very excited, and they laugh all the way to Jinling. That night we stayed at an unknown pheasant hotel, and we didn't understand it at that time, but we were really happy. Even Jingbei and I sneaked out for a few drinks.

The next day, we were brought in front of a man who was said to be the financial director of the air-conditioning plant. I looked at it a few times, a man in his sixties, wearing a light blue shirt on his upper body, tucked in his suit pants, and a pair of old leather shoes, speaking in a sven language, with a taste of northern Soviet dialect. The man gave us a few words of advice and told us that we could go to work in the afternoon. I officially started my first job in life, which was mainly to cut the finished heat insulation panels for doors and windows. To this day, I have forgotten what it was like to work with people, but I can't forget the roar of the chainsaws, and I can even faintly feel the burning pain of metal chips splashing on my skin. The air is full of choking dust, and we work in such dust, cramming into the flow of people with the dust to eat. My bad taste every day is to weigh myself when I pass by the pharmacy after work, and weigh it again after taking a shower, which is a full ten pounds short. Our wages are very low, and we have to rely on overtime pay to earn money, so everyone works overtime desperately to earn more money. It's hard to imagine that in such an environment, a person is extremely eager to work overtime from the bottom of his heart, the longer the better, and the best thing is not to go back to sleep, it's a crazy impulse.

I thought my summer vacation would be spent in such madness, but life never disappoints you.

I just got paid my salary at the end of July, and looking at the thin stack of money in my hand, I couldn't stop crying down. I took Jingbei to drink together, and we sat on the roof of the building looking at the stars in the sky, singing loudly and crying. However, when we went to work the next day, we were told that we had been fired, and that the same people had come together. We gathered at the gate of the factory to ask for an explanation, and all we responded to was the cold iron door and cold faces. Later, the old man who sold tea and eggs secretly told me that some people in this factory colluded with intermediaries to defraud a large number of college students in the name of recruiting summer workers, and earned intermediary fees, and changed another batch next month, which was another large amount of money. As for why college students are recruited, because although college students understand the law and are educated, they are often cowardly and timid. When I heard this, I felt that a breath was about to burst out in my body, and my lungs were about to explode, I couldn't swallow this breath, and I felt that this was the time for my generation to stand up and act chivalrous. I ran to the factory gate and asked to see the man in the blue shirt, but the security guard said that there was no such person, so I had to rush in regardless of it. At this time, two tall security guards came out, one of them grabbed me by one arm, and threw me out before I could react, and my Tai Chi didn't help me at all, should I go to the door to play a routine?

Jingbei and I broke up at the station, and I sat dejectedly by Xuanwu Lake waiting for the three o'clock train in the morning. There are very few mosquitoes in Jinling, even on the shores of Xuanwu Lake on summer nights. I stood there for a long time, thinking stupidly about what is the use of my boxing, can I beat people or protect myself? I've been practicing for almost two years, but it doesn't work, is this really just for exercise? Is it really just an old man's fist? It wasn't until a cool breeze blew that I woke up that it was already late at night, and there were many people around who were reluctant to stay in hotels simply lying on the ground. I saw a pregnant woman with a big belly leaning on her man, I also saw her man with a guilty face and couldn't sleep, carefully helping her press the quilt, seeing the gray-haired old man trembling and looking for a slightly flat stone staircase holding his luggage and not daring to sleep, and also saw the long saliva dragging out of the corner of the child's mouth, my frustration and sadness could not be broken, I could not do anything and could not change anything. Suddenly, the child woke up and said in a milky voice: "Mom, it's so beautiful here, the walls at home are all black, and the flowers are all here~~" I suddenly realized that life is always progressive, everything is opposite, like there is yin and yang, people can't stare at the negative side, lose themselves, master and brother are so powerful, it's just that I haven't practiced it myself. This is the obstacle.

A little haoran, a thousand miles of fast wind.

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