Chapter 30: Wine and Poetry

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I said I couldn't drink it.

They don't believe it.

I hate alcohol, and I drink orange juice like a girl every time. Having always had a unique and paranoid aesthetic about wine and the so-called wine culture, my taste buds and stomach didn't seem to be born for wine, and I only like to have a few drinks with people close to me, or occasionally drink two sips of red wine to suppress my freaks.

Taking pleasure in pouring people to death, this wine culture is a bit morbid.

Geng Hao said that I was suitable to be born in the rationalist period of the post-Greek era, and to pretend to be forced with the rational Socrates. I said I was born in the Jurassic era and played with dinosaurs.

I've never really been drunk, including those hangovers after my junior year of high school, but I wasn't actually drunk. It's not that I drink a lot, but because I'm too casual, if I don't drink, I won't drink, can the ** kill me?

I remember that there was a delicate buddy who had to force me to drink, saying that if I didn't drink today, I wouldn't be angry, and we wouldn't be buddies.

I said I don't want to drink, treat my friends with sincerity, don't talk about righteousness, and I'm not a fucking boy.

Later, this buddy's business failed, ** Mao lost it, and borrowed money from a drinking friend who was so bullish in the past that he was blowing all over the sky, either his wife was pregnant or the family died, or he hit someone to death, and no one paid attention to him. Or did I lend him my savings to help him get through it.

Later, when we drank together again, he stopped talking and said politely: "Xiaoyu is casual, don't pay attention to it." ”

Of course I was casual, of course I didn't pay attention to it, and I took the mineral water and got dry with his 52-degree Wuliangye.

Geng Hao once reclined on a chair and stared at me with half-squinted drunken eyes, "Why don't you get drunk every time, you are terrible sometimes, you know?" People who are always sober, that kind of sanity is terrifying. ”

After saying that, his eyelids drooped and he snored loudly.

Why do people who don't get drunk feel scared? I never got it.

That day, Lu Zejun and I had the last cup and plate at a small restaurant near the film academy, and Geng Hao hurriedly broke into the small shop.

As soon as he put his butt on the chair, he said: "I am the person in charge of the school's freshman art exhibition, and I must finish it tonight, otherwise I won't be able to pay the difference." ”

Geng Hao couldn't wait to grow his long hair, and after three years of depression in high school, his hair was also suppressed for three years, and in the season when the grass grew and the warbler flew, his hair began to grow wildly.

He said very little in front of outsiders, and he couldn't beat a fart with three sticks, so he could let go in front of me and Lu Zejun, and talk a little more.

At home, he and his father will never speak as long as it is not the end of the world when the earth is destroyed, we all understand him and know that he doesn't say it, but his heart is hot.

Lu Zehuan stretched out his hand and stroked Geng Hao's long hair and said, "You kid can watch it." ”

Geng Hao said: "One more meal, I'll be a villager, eat skewers and drink dark beer, there is a good one in our school, come with me." ”

I took a taxi and arrived at the barbecue restaurant in less than ten minutes, a very chic place, with various literary and artistic signature messages and postcards pasted on the wall, which were roughly the vows of some couples who loved to the death when they were students, and in the end, they were all lies.

The boss walks in a punk style, wears a leather jacket, has earrings and nose studs, has longer hair than Geng Hao, spits dirty words all the time, and things around him all the time, but treats people warmly and sincerely.

Ordered a bunch of lamb skewers, chicken wings and scallops, and three stouts.

Geng Hao was in a good mood and said: "My dormitory buddy went home on the weekend, I was alone in the past two days, and my brothers haven't been drunk for a long time. ”

Although Lu Zejun and I are not good at alcohol, Geng Hao is happy, and it is difficult to refuse, so we can only sacrifice our lives to accompany the gentleman.

After sitting down, I said, "Brother Yo and I came out firstly to get together, and secondly, we have something to discuss." ”

Luckily, we were all carnivores, so we could eat together. Geng Hao seemed to be hungry, and said while eating meat skewers, "What's the matter? You said. ”

I said: "Brother Mei chased you to Beijing, and the ** didn't squeak, at least you should ask about the situation of others." ”

Geng Hao pointed to the pile of oily meat skewers, and said without cutting it: "Don't mention this, eat first." ”

Of course, I couldn't help but mention it, and continued: "Brother Mei may have opened that noodle shop in too remote a location, and the business is so cold that it will not work. ”

"Isn't it good to go back, Beijing is not for her." That cold expression spread out on his face.

I said, "My friend of so many years, I should help her." Don't look down on others now, Beijing is full of unknowns and imagination, maybe Brother Mei will be the second old godmother in the future. ”

"It doesn't matter what kind of she becomes, I don't rub her a mouthful of food."

"Haozi, it's not good to say this, at least you have to read the love that everyone is an old classmate and an old friend, and you can help if you can." At this time, Lu Zehuan spoke

Lu Zejun turned to me again: "How can I help?" ”

I said, "Yin Deji is also busy as a chef now, so I won't trouble him." The three of us have computers, and we can promote Mei Ge's cold noodle shop in the BBS and post bars of major colleges and universities nearby, take a few tempting food photos, and add poetic explanations to give Mei Ge a reputation of 'cold noodles and Shih Tzu'. What do you think? ”

Lu Zejun said: "Good idea, just do it." ”

Geng Hao said, "Okay." ”

After this matter was settled, the pendulum dragon gate was opened.

Because Geng Hao drank with us with an attitude of not getting drunk and not returning, the beer was tied again and again, and the shopkeeper laughed. The three of them drank a little high, sang "The Internationale" and recited obscene poems.

Lu Zehuan said: "Today we are all singles, and we can drink and brag together, but it will be miserable to have a better half in the future." Let's play some elegance, how about reciting a poem to the future mother-in-law alone? ”

"Okay, I'll do it first." I remembered Romain Rolland's "To the One I Love", and I sang:

Experienced painful and mature love,

is the most passionate love.

Spiritual communication does not require words,

As long as it's two hearts full of love.

Love is beautiful,

But God is above......

If you die for love,

That's loving too much.

The union of the two should not become a bondage to each other,

This combination should be a double bloom of flowers.

Love is a duel,

If you look left and right,

You're done.

Through the light, love is obtained.

There is love, there is life......

True love is nothing about loving more and loving less......

It's giving away the whole self.

For a heart traumatized in love,

What is the rest of the world?

……

After I finished chanting, Geng Hao and Lu Zehuan applauded in unison, and the shopkeeper couldn't help but applaud and cheer on the side.

Geng Hao thought for a while and said, "I'll come on." He sang a song by Shakespeare, "If you don't love yourself, how can you love others?" 》:

If you don't love yourself, how can you love others?

Marriage is the end of youth,

The beginning of life.

Is love tender?

It's too rough, too tyrannical, too barbaric;

It stings like a thorn.

Sincere love is never a smooth road.

The kiss is a poem on love life.

The night of love has the sun at noon.

If you don't need a reason to "like",

Then there is no need for "hatred".

The sweetest honey can numb the palate;

Less passionate love will last a long time;

Too fast and too slow, and the results will not be satisfying.

Sadness is evidence of love.

But

Deep sorrow is evidence of insufficient judgment.

We applauded and cheered, and we couldn't stop at all.

The shopkeeper was more excited than us, and brought another case of beer to him and said, "Brother is really temperamental, this box of beer is my gift." ”

Lu Zejun said: "It's my turn. If you have a bad memory, you literary and artistic young people can't mess around with your memory. He chanted Yeats's "When You're Old":

When you grow old, your head is white, and you are sleepy,

Snoozing by the fire, please take down this hymn,

Read slowly, remembering the softness of your eyes in the past,

Recall the heavy shadows of their past;

How many people love your youthful and happy time,

Adoring your beauty or sincerity,

Only one loves the soul of your pilgrim,

Love the painful wrinkles on your aging face;

Hang your head, beside the red-glowing stove,

Sadly whispering about the passing of love,

On the mountain above it, it paced slowly,

In the middle of a group of stars hides the face.

After Lu Zehuan finished singing, we neither laughed nor applauded, probably because the poem was too devoted and sensational, and they suddenly fell silent.

I remember when I was a child, there were always flocks of noisy sparrows in the trees behind the house, and when the wind blew, they were immediately quiet. We were like a bunch of funny sparrows at that moment.

Aging is the result of powerlessness, we will all grow old in time, separated from the people we love, at that time, the disordered fragments of youth fly in the mind, and the heart will be calm and fearless.

At the very least, we have lived according to our inner thoughts.

I don't know what time I drank that day, I broke into Geng Hao's dormitory crookedly, and woke up the next day to find that none of the three people were sleeping on the bed, and all of them were lying on the ground like corpses.

From the moment we arrived in Beijing, we were in a melting pot where there were so many temptations and desires in the city that the forest of souls had unfolded.

At the end of the soul, there are two angels.

In the story, God is always accompanied by two good friends, the angels Lucifer and Michael. After God created mankind, Lucifer was unwilling to serve mankind, launched a rebellion in heaven, and was sent to hell to become Satan.

After his defeat, he sneaks into the Garden of Eden for revenge and tempts Adam and Eve, the first human beings, to commit the crime of stealing the forbidden fruit.

Later, humanity was expelled from the Garden of Eden, and Satan and his henchmen were cursed to be turned into serpents, walking with their bodies close to the earth, suffering from eternal hunger.

In Paradise Lost, Milton says that Satan "has a heart of its own, and in him it is possible to turn heaven into hell or hell into heaven." ”

Since then, the Garden of Eden has become a source of desire, and many tertiary films often have names linked to the Garden of Eden in order to show their connotations.

The so-called angels are the guardians who guard the path to the tree of life, which is the restraining force of human desires.

The so-called Satan is the "self" of human nature, which contains the animal side, and is even more cruel and dark than animals.

Everyone has two sides like a coin, but many times we don't want to admit the existence of the dark side, but hide it.

Many years later, when the four people born on the same year, the same month and the same day faced the embarrassment and cruelty of life, they realized that we had never dealt with both sides of ourselves.