"Fireworks and fireworks are flying all over the sky, who are you charming for......"

I'm flying, flying forward in the clouds; The front, back, left, and right sides are filled with impenetrable fog tents, as if passing through a time and space tunnel.

Only the hazy light flickered in strength and weakness, accompanied by bursts of sounds from far and near, and passed by with a "whoosh" in an instant. I knew it was my senses joking with me, tugging at my mind as my body sat in the seat of the polo car.

Xu Zhiji once said that just as angels fly, people also flew a long time ago, and I think that the human disposition to fly may have been inherited from the ancestors of birds. But now, poor us can only find that little bit of "flying" feeling after drinking.

A blue polo rushes on the newly built Yuhua Avenue, a wide and smooth asphalt road that connects to the airport highway and stretches into the endless distance. The road was cold and quiet. On average, it may take five minutes for a strange friend to pass by, and the friendly wink at us disappeared in the vastness, really feeling like I haven't seen a visitor before, and I haven't seen anyone after that. I remembered a book I liked to read in high school, "On the Road", and I liked the name of this book because it suited my current state of mind and life, although I don't consider myself a "decadent generation".

This is the first hatchback POLO car to be launched in Chinese mainland, with a displacement of 1.4, but the current speed is close to 180 km / h. I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't experienced it myself, but you'd better not try, I'd rather you say I'm a liar; Even if you succeed, Volkswagen won't give me a penny for advertising.

The two guys in the car were not wearing seatbelts, and one was me. The other is my sibling and my volunteer driver, surnamed Qian, called Qian Cheng. I'm elongated, he's oval, I don't see anything about it from the outside, the only and most important thing is that neither of us likes to be bound, both physically and mentally, so we both love wine.

The deafening sound drowned out everything around it, and there was silence outside the car. The music in the car was so loud that people didn't dare to listen to the lyrics carefully, and they only felt that people were in chaos with the rhythm of the buzzing in their ears. I only remember that "the birdsong mountain is more secluded", but I didn't expect that I could return to the state of emptiness in the midst of the loud noise. Inside the car was a cassette called "Rabbit Cabaret", and the content was local, more appropriately, local underground rock music. Except for this smiling "Flying Sky", I haven't heard any other songs. These tapes were temporarily bought by a town when I went to Changde to inspect a certain investment project at the beginning of the year, and I spent a total of 30 yuan to pick up seven or eight boxes, one is cheap, and the other is "fresh". Tapes with such colorful designs and rough packaging are almost extinct in Star City, especially when you look at the title of the song, it is refreshing, and some of the disco versions of folk songs such as "Brothers and Sisters Come to Sing" and so on sound even more "amazing".

The most "unforgettable" should be a few of the popular sketches of Zhao Benshan, Pan Changjiang and other popular sketches in the mid-90s of the twentieth century adapted from the Northeast accent of RAP, which made me marvel at the creativity of local Chinese musicians, or should I call it folk artists. It was these songs that made me change the inherent impression of northerners in my mind, which is simply too humorous, compared to Snow Village's "Northeast People Are All Living L Fronts", which can only be regarded as a small thing. Let's put it this way, the first time you listen to "Living L-Front" can make you can't help but smile when you eat, and these "fine songs" can make you squirt them all. It's like one day suddenly you see your old father, who has been serious and silent for decades, active in front of you like a six-year-old naughty boy, and playing with treasures, weird.

Think that this is also a product of reform and opening up, perhaps it is the market economy that stimulates their potential, "existence and reasonableness". Anyway, with the existence of these "living treasures", people are spiritual, and when they bought it and first listened to it, the two of them were so happy that they threw away all the tiredness along the way, and they felt that it was really a good medicine for highway numbness. After a long time, it is a little useless, at this moment, these "songs" seem to be no longer able to make us happy, their function is like a matchstick used to support the eyelids, but let us hold on not so quickly and completely immerse ourselves in silence; But I'm afraid it won't last long, because alcohol has been attacking my head round after round, ready to take over it.

After about half an hour of running, the car stopped at the gate of my compound. Qian Cheng handed me a cigarette of Jin Baisha: "Smoke a cigarette and talk about it later", and the two of us played back the scenes of eating supper at night like movie clips, and joked about some of the interesting tidbits and clips. In fact, there is no less talk along the way, and there is no less smoking. Sometimes we ourselves wonder why people who are exhausted don't want to go home so late.

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Qian Cheng put one foot on the edge of the car window and said: "The dog meat just now is not strong enough, it is not as authentic as the 'Liu Ji' next to the Provincial Party School." ”

"Well, it's okay to boil the egg with that dog'......s brain," I answered.

Qian Cheng: "How many bottles of wine did you drink today?" ”

I took my foot off the dashboard of the car, leaned my head back on the seat and thought for a while: "Drink a little more than 9 bottles, right?"

"Oh, I feel okay, mainly because Wang Jian's miscellaneous turtle doesn't eat it."

"Little turtle" and "old turtle" are local vernaculars, in fact, they are generally used synonymously with very iron friends and buddies, but if someone who is not familiar with you calls you so, it is contempt for you. Chinese is so interesting, the same word is used on different people or the tone changes completely differently. Speaking of which, Huxiang has been rich in turtles and turtles since ancient times, and there are many people who especially like to eat foot fish; Besides, this "Little King Eight Lambs" is also a very cute guy, with strong vitality and auspicious meaning, no wonder more and more people are feeding it as a pet. In recent years, some articles written in local dialects have been replaced by "Xiaoqi", which is common to the two, the sound is almost the same, and the text is also a little more elegant, similar to the word "Xiaoqi San" to understand.

"Everyone else doesn't drink it, just about 9 bottles for the three of us, and all in all we're not as good as before, you have to admit that."

"yes, how many pieces did you think it was? ...... "Qian Cheng began to talk about the glorious history of the revolution again, and I was not interested in listening to it. When I smoked three cigarettes on the ground, I proposed to go, everyone was tired, and besides, it was very likely that we would meet again tomorrow anyway, and this possibility was greater than 90%. Looking at the watch, the time points to 1:36 a.m. on September 28, 2001.

My family lives in 301, a unit dormitory built in the mid-90s, and there is still a faint light in the window of my house from a distance, but my parents have long gone to sleep, and the light is reserved for me. The gate of the courtyard seems to have been closed, but in fact, it was opened as soon as I pushed it, and it was also kept for me, which has been a long-term tacit understanding between me and the doorman Lao Zhou. The main reason was that he couldn't stand the annoyance of waking him up and opening the door in the early hours of the morning, so he simply kept the door open and plugged it in himself when I returned. Lao Zhou is actually forty-six years old, but he looks more energetic than a sixty-four-year-old, the only difference is that a sixty-year-old likes to hold a semiconductor radio in his hand, while he has a pair of headphones in both ears and a CD player in his pocket.

It has been twenty years since he joined the business unit of my father's commercial office, and he has not attracted much attention for so many years, but after all, people have a familiar intimacy with his face for so long. Recently, Lao Zhou has suddenly become a hot topic of conversation, mainly because of the Hongfu of Lu someone, a son of Peking University who became famous for selling pork in Xi'an, the reason is that Lao Zhou actually graduated from Peking University next to it, which is also a "Chinese Ivy League" Tsinghua Park, I heard that he is a high-talent student majoring in chemistry!? It's weird, why haven't I heard anyone say it for so many years. Thinking about it, the only difference between him Zhou and that Lu Buxuan is that he has been working in a state-owned unit since he graduated, although it seems that it is not as successful as Brother Lu's achievements in selling meat.

I always try to guess if he is satisfied, but at least he seems calm, it is not easy for a person to be quiet for so many years, it is really not easy. Suddenly remembering the indifferent and unfathomable janitor in Gu Long's martial arts book, he glanced at Master Zhou lying on the sleeping chair in the moonlight, wondering if the sound of the door closing just now disturbed his good dreams. A gust of wind blew and the chill was pressing, and I quickly quickened my pace, imagining that if Lao Zhou suddenly opened one eye, a cheap "herringbone" slipper on his foot would chase after me like a meteor......

After entering the door, I quickly washed my face and rinsed my mouth, washed my feet and left it for tomorrow, and closed the door of my room with the lightest movements.

Sleep in the morning, no dreams.

The days have been cloned like this since I stepped out of the school gate, and the same exhaustion and "fulfillment" at least make people feel that they can make a difference, and the passion in life can be grasped everywhere. I feel like this is another period of energy in my adult life, the first of which is the "big gasp" stage when I just rushed through the black summer from middle school and squeezed across the single-plank bridge to break into the college campus. And now I have changed from a student to a self-supporting worker, and I have more room for myself financially and in life. I don't know, and I don't plan to know, what will happen tomorrow, whether this kind of life will go on like this, I think every life is like a shining meteor across the starry sky of my life, no matter how long or short it has at least been dazzling.

"Lu Tu, just come to work?" I was greeted by an unfamiliar face.

"Ah, yes, you're early." As I squeezed into the elevator, I greeted my colleagues.

The elevator is not very stable but soon, this domestic old elevator from time to time two coughs, like rolling out of the throat of an elderly asthma patient The sound makes the elevator very quiet, people are listening attentively, and the look of concern seems to be that their old man is sick, after all, there are not many people who regard death as home.

As soon as I got out of the elevator door, I rushed out, accurately pulled out my employee card and clicked on the punch card, 8:28.

It's dangerous, only two minutes late, and finally didn't waste the 15 yuan of the taxi fee, if I lose my wife and fold the soldiers, I will be sad!

The company I work for is located in the Ping An Building next to Furong Middle Road, which is a 20-storey building with a green façade. Opposite is the newly built star hotel news building, on both sides is the office building of the high-style Chunan Daily Group and the high-end office building of Haidongqing, but because the green exterior wall bricks of our building are still unique, so it is still quite eye-catching when passing by, just like the crowd waiting for the car is mostly wearing fur or wool, but there is a guy wearing a military coat standing among them. I go in and out of this building every day with the employees of Ping An Insurance, and I am not an insurer but an advertising person, and in a sense, the two jobs are very similar in essence, both are emerging industries, both are providing some kind of service to customers, and both are taking money out of other people's pockets. My company is an advertising branch of a listed media joint-stock company, known as the number one media company in the country, which monopolizes the advertising of all provincial television stations in the province, and rents the 9th and 10th floors of this building with deep pockets.