It was just when Song and I were joking that who would have thought that the swing woman would rattle with the chains. Her whole body fell into my arms. I saw the woman lie down in my arms and said, "Third brother, we meet again." "I was stunned, but I could take a closer look. I don't know this woman, she was the last time Uncle Huang led me to prostitution. The pockmarked woman I met in the private room. But there's something special about today's outfit. But see:

A catfish is cast in its arms, and the oil is delicate and slippery.

The double breasts are exposed to cherry spots, and the lower abdomen is oddly hairy.

The buttocks are fat, the legs are cow, and a scroll is quietly drawn.

It was originally three laughing Tang Bohu, and Qiu Xiang looked forward to taking care of the gutter.

I saw that the root of her leg was depicted with Tang Bohu smiling and smiling. I said, "Sister, let's laugh at this three times." But how is your life going? The woman took a banana from the fruit bowl on the table and put it on her lower abdomen in my arms, and said, "Third brother, I can't say what I do." You don't know gold and jade, I am the best girl in our Sunflower Hotel. Last time, you came suddenly, and the boss was short of manpower for a while. Otherwise, I wouldn't have gone up to the third floor to entertain you. As she spoke, she lay on top of me and began to perform belly dancing.

Strange to say, no matter how much the woman shook her belly. But the banana seemed to stick to her lower abdomen, and it just didn't slip off the woman's lower abdomen. I was so smoky by the scent of her body that my brain was all the masculinity of my own boys. And she was even more complacent because of the excitement of her performance. She took another apple for herself, and placed it next to the banana on her lower abdomen.

The apple and the banana were evil, swirling in the woman's belly dance. But it never slipped down. I have some difficulty controlling my Meng Lang and recklessness. I just wanted to pick her up and run to the private room. But then the phone rang. I motioned for Loose to pick it up. But Song's raised hand, I think it is the mobile phone number of Uncle Huang at home.

I patiently connected to Uncle Huang's mobile phone. But before I could speak, a rough shout came from the other side: "San'er, where the are you dead?" Are you going to do something tomorrow? Come back quickly. Then Uncle Huang hung up the phone.

Hang up Uncle Huang's phone. Though my heart has a hundred and a thousand reluctances. But uncle is uncle, and he eats people with a short mouth. With other people's hands short, I helped the woman to sit on the chair. Then he turned around and motioned to them, it was time for us to withdraw.

When we got up and got ready to leave. But this time the female manager in the lobby quit. She stopped in front of me and said, "Roar! Third brother. Our sister has touched and touched. Touched and touched. These three brothers are also called, why are you just leaving? Xiao Zhuo saw the female manager blocking the road and said angrily: "What's the matter? We haven't slept and still paid the money? The female manager in the lobby sighed a few times and said, "Return Uncle Huang's disciple." Uncle Huang's disciples don't understand the rules like this. As the saying goes, bustards love money, and bitches are unrighteous. Our sister let you toss enough a few days ago. None of you threw it away and left. I still want to go like this today, no way. As soon as the female manager turned around, the security guards of the Sunflower Hotel came up with seven or eight brushes to surround us.

I know that Uncle Huang came that day and made them very unhappy. Especially in the case of Song and Murong Tianhua, the Sunflower Hotel was almost semi-closed at that time. Almost all the customers and employees came to watch the embarrassment from Murong Tianhua. So their boss was angry. Because of this, Murong Tianhua's job was lost again. But Uncle Huang and Liang Zi of Sunflower Hotel also came to an end.

As soon as I saw that things were not good, I hurriedly took out the two thousand yuan that my uncle gave me in the morning from my pocket. Then he took out Wu Lubai from the middle and handed it over and said, "Sister, the two mountains can't touch each other." There are always times when the two of them bump into each other. Put a yard of brothers, and there is a place where the river is wide and the road is narrow. The female manager took the money and said with a smile: "The third brother will do things, although the money is not much." But when my sister received it, I felt that the third brother was arrogant and had a manly style. Then she turned to the security guard and said, "What are you doing when you die?" Who made you die? "Exactly:

If you want to walk, you can't walk, so you can run under the cowardly bed.

It's not that the master abandons it, and he is too manic.

This is the journey of Dengshi, and the wine in the cup is too good.

It's a pity that Meng Haoran has a lot of ambitions. 1

When we came to the underground garage, we got on Uncle Huang's Passat. Xiao Zhuo drove away from the garage and said depressedly: "These five or six hundred flowers are really today." I said, "I don't lose anything, I still screwed two handfuls in her place." Xiao Zhuo turned back to me and said, "Five or six hundred for two twists?" I didn't even with my clothes on it. I said, "It's all my uncle's fault, if you don't call, we're happy now." At this time, Song interjected: "It's no wonder that people don't let me go." The young lady fell into San'er's arms. San'er put the family down again. The guests who are going to come are all doing this, and the lady is still alive? Xiao Zhuo said: "Song, you still blame people for feeling sorry." Damn it! It's a real disturbance tonight. "But at that moment, a stretched truck took over the road and squeezed towards us. Xiao Zhuo shouted, 'It's over', and he jerked back into the wheel, and although the car dodged the collision of the big truck, Passat rushed directly to a little girl on a bicycle on the side of the road. Xiao Zhuo hit the direction again, and the little girl dodged it. But the car crashed directly into a light pole on the side of the road.

The truck ran away without stopping, and we didn't even see his license plate number. The three of us steadied our minds and hurriedly got out of the car. Xiao Zhuo hurriedly asked the little girl who was frightened by the car if she was okay. Look at the little girl again, but see:

Cardamom is in the prime of life, and the buds are waiting to be put on the lady.

Holding a small bicycle in his hand, his eyes were full of tears.

The small collar is slightly leaky, and the spring waves are unsightly enough.

The slender ankles are white and tender, and the heart is uncomfortable at first.

Xiao Zhuo hurriedly went over to hold the bicycle lane for the little girl: "Sister, are you okay?" The little girl looked at Xiao Zhuo and said, "I'm fine, but my car is broken." Then the little girl began to weep. Xiao Zhuo said: "Sister, don't cry. We'll fix your car. Come and put the car in our trunk. We'll fix it for you. The little girl said, "I'm not going, how can there be a car repair at such a late hour?" Xiao Zhuo looked at me and said, "Pay the money, let's touch the girl, don't embarrass the girl." I looked at the little girl and hurriedly took out a hundred dollars and handed it over.

The little girl cried even more, and she didn't take the money I handed over, but she couldn't stop crying. Xiao Zhuo yelled at me, "Is a hundred enough? The handlebar grips were broken. Give three hundred. I hurriedly added another two hundred and handed it to Xiao Zhuo. Xiao Zhuo took the money and stuffed it into the little girl's pocket and said, "Sister, shall we send you home?" The little girl said, "No." My house is not far from here. ”

Squeezing his eyes loosely, he motioned for Xiao Zhuo to go quickly. Xiao Zhuo politely said to the little girl: "That's okay, let's go." The little girl was quite honest, and she said, "Leave me a call, and I will return the money to you." Xiao Zhuo said: "No, if you have more, you will give it to my sister for supper." "Then we collectively went to the front of the car to look at the light pole that was about to fall, but fortunately the Passat was unscathed, it was just a speck on the front bumper. Xiao Zhuo hurriedly opened the trunk and took out a bottle of black self-spray paint, sprayed it, and then we drove away from the scene of the accident. Precisely:

Good cars, good quality, good prices, thieves and grandchildren are not ordinary.

If there is no good car to protect each other, I am afraid that my life will go to Huangquan.

Get out of the land of right and wrong. Song said: "Give her back the money, I'm going to be able to drive and kick the accelerator early." We didn't touch her again" Xiao Zhuo said: "You are stupid! The little girl is not much of a deal. This matter must be investigated, and the lamp pole road administration still doesn't ask you for 3,200. Besides, the little girl is also pitiful. I smiled and said, "Pity the fragrance and cherish the jade." Xiao Zhuo said: "But don't be boring." We've got that back now. ”

Back at Uncle Huang's villa, Uncle Huang was a little bit down on us. We all know about the Sunflower Hotel, and we can't let Uncle Huang know. Therefore, we all stood in the living room like a big mute and waited for Uncle Huang to scold. Then they each walked back to the house stupidly.

1 Meng Haoran, the name Hao, the word Haoran, the name Mengshan, Xiangzhou Xiangyang (now Xiangyang, Hubei) people, known as Meng Xiangyang.

I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere.

The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much.

This poem, which is praised by thousands of people and praised by thousands of people, is exactly what Meng Haoran did. Meng Haoran is a little good and happy to help the poor. Of course, as a literati in the feudal era, learning to become a literati and martial arts, and the goods and the emperor's family were the dreams of all aspiring young people at that time. Meng Haoran is no exception, his poetry has become popular in his twenties. However, in addition to the poems made by the examiners on the spot, the imperial examination system of the Tang Dynasty also had a more important joint, that is, it was necessary to get the recommendation of senior government officials to let the emperor know that this person was the so-called hermit or relic. Then you can justifiably be reused by the emperor as a high-ranking official. But Meng Haoran didn't know a single senior government official. Therefore, although Meng Haoran wanted to find an official position to contribute to the emperor, he was never appreciated by the emperor because no one recommended him.

Meng Haoran was thirty-six years old, and when he heard that Tang Xuanzong was in Luoyang, he hurried to Luoyang. I hope to meet Tang Xuanzong, and then I will have a chance to get ahead. It's a pity that Meng Haoran stayed in Luoyang for three years, and he didn't have the opportunity to meet Tang Xuanzong, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty who could make him rise to prominence. Helplessly, Meng Haoran left Luoyang depressed.

When Meng Haoran was forty years old, the imperial court once again opened an examination. This time, Meng Haoran still didn't pass the exam because he had no way, no backstage, and no one recommended him, so he still didn't pass the exam as before.

After falling off the list, Meng Haoran did not leave Chang'an City. He hopes that he will have the opportunity to hand over the power, and he hopes that he will have the opportunity to meet the emperor and his relatives. In the autumn of that year, Meng Haoran was famous for his joint sentence in the secretary province of "light clouds and light milky ways, sparse raindrops and sycamores". Meng Haoran also got acquainted with Wang Wei, a great poet who was very appreciated by the emperor at that time.

One day, Meng Haoran was a guest at Wang Wei's house. Someone came to report that the emperor was coming. Meng Haoran was frightened and frightened. But at this time, Tang Xuanzong had already come to the door of the house where Wang Wei was. Before Wang Wei could explain, the emperor was easy-going and approachable. Meng Haoran got under the bed early and trembled with fright.

Tang Xuanzong Li Longji entered the house and saw two sets of tea sets on Wang Wei's table. Tang Xuanzong asked Wang Wei strangely: "Do you have a guest at your house?" Wang Wei said helplessly: "Don't dare to deceive Your Majesty, my friend Meng Haoran is here." Tang Xuanzong was overjoyed when he heard this: "I have heard of this person a long time ago. His faint clouds and faint Milky Way, sparse raindrops and sycamore are now famous in Beijing. Where is he now? Wang Wei hurriedly gestured to Tang Xuanzong, and Meng Haoran was under his bed.

Tang Xuanzong Li Long was basically also an emperor with deep attainments in poetry and songs. So he ordered Wang Wei to call Meng Haoran out from under the bed. Meng Haoran knelt down and didn't dare to look up. Tang Xuanzong smiled and said, "Meng Haoran heard that the poetry style you make has become another family, and it is very sought after by the world. Today you will make a poem, and when you do a good job, I will promote you exceptionally. Meng Haoran was flattered, and he trembled and groaned:

"The north is closed, and the south mountain is returned.

Not only does it know that the Lord abandons, and many people are sick and sparse.

The gray hair urges the old, and the green sun forces the old age.

Forever sorrowful, pine moon night window empty. ”

The meaning of this poem is that don't go to the emperor's palace gate to talk about your talents, because the mountain is high and the emperor is far away. The emperor would not have known that someone had written at the palace gate. If you have the heart to read, it is better to go back to your own hut in Nanshan and lie down and sleep. Although I am talented (not a humble title), I have no chance to meet the emperor at all. Coupled with the many illnesses caused by depression, even the few officials I knew before could not be contacted. I was anxious, and my gray hair was proof that my youth had crept away. But Qingtian will not stop running towards the end of the year because my gray hair has increased. Worried, worried, because I was worried that my talent would not be discovered by the emperor. I couldn't sleep even more. Every night, I look at the moon on the pine treetops in the thatched hut in Nanshan, and feel the coldness of the window, as well as the lonely sky, the empty land, and my own lonely life.

After listening to Meng Haoran's poem, Tang Xuanzong said very unhappily: "I have never left behind a virtuous talent. Every year, I issue an order for local officials to report to the relict who have returned to seclusion and are unwilling to take the exam. But I never saw your name. How can you say, "Beique Xiu is on the book, and he is not the master to abandon it." What about that? So it was an opportunity to rise to the top, but it was buried by Meng Haoran himself.

Meng Haoran had no choice but to leave Chang'an. He is extremely poor and makes friends all over the world. But Meng Haoran still regards 'learning literature and martial arts, goods and the emperor's family' as the first goal of life. So after leaving Chang'an for five years, he returned to Chang'an again. I hope that through my former friend, Zhang Jiuling, the current prime minister of the current dynasty, will seek a half-official position. But 'poor on the street, no one asked' slapped Meng Haoran in the face again. Zhang Jiuling was noncommittal about his arrival. Meng Haoran wrote a poem to Wang Wei in a fit of anger (parting with Wang Shiyu):

What to do with the loneliness, and return to the sky.

If you want to find fragrant grass, you will go against the old people.

When the road is fake, the bosom friend is rare.

should only guard the loneliness and cover the old garden.

Then Meng Haoran left Chang'an again and went back to his hometown in Xiangyang. Obviously, Meng Haoran was very dissatisfied with Zhang Jiuling's indifference and Wang Wei's indifference to his career. That's why he has 'to find fragrant grass, but unfortunately he goes against the old man.' 'Verses. He will call Wang Wei the king's servant.

After a year, Meng Haoran came to Chang'an again with his hometown Xiangyang Assassin Han Chaozong. His talent was buried like this. Therefore, this time he made the best of his family to get acquainted with Han Chaozong. Of course, Han Chaozong also reported Meng Haoran to the imperial court as a wild relic. But at that time, Tang Xuanzong was tired of national affairs because he was always the emperor and had to take care of it himself. Therefore, Meng Haoran was once again brushed off the list of sages. Xiangyang Assassin Shi Han Chaozong is, of course, fighting on the basis of reason. So Tang Xuanzong asked Han Chaozong to lead Meng Haoran to the Golden Palace, and wanted to test Meng Haoran's talent in front of the palace at the court meeting. But it also happened that a friend of Meng Haoran met Meng Haoran by chance that day. He invited Meng Haoran to have a drink together. When the people sent by the Han Dynasty Sect asked Meng Haoran to go to the court to participate in the palace examination quickly, Meng Haoran was drunk. The messenger said to Meng Haoran: "Han Tingshi asked you to go to the court meeting quickly, and Han Tingshi said that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." But Meng Haoran took advantage of the wine and shouted: "I've drunk everything, is there anything more important than drinking with friends?" Therefore, Han Chaozong was scolded by Tang Xuanzong. Meng Haoran's career has never had a way out.

Han Chaozong left Chang'an and resigned with Meng Haoran, Meng Haoran knew that there was no way out, and he had no regrets.

After a lapse of two years, Zhang Jiuling opened a mansion in Jingzhou. Meng Haoran was happy. It is a pity that there are only staff members in the shogunate, and it is impossible and impossible to have high-ranking officials or officials. He's just a position like a strategist who spends money on assassination. Therefore, Meng Haoran made a poem (from Zhang Chengxiang to Nanji City Hunting, and gave Pei Di Zhang to join the army):

From the bird is not my music, not good Yun Mengtian.

Looking at the city at dusk, it makes homesickness hang.

There are a few ministers, and the car rides He Pianpian.

Shilu Jin Zhang Gui, official Cao Shogunate Xian.

Follow the time to kill the spirit, and the flying blade fights for freshness.

Ten miles of the hotel, the prostitute feast.

The high standard fell back to the sun, and Pingchu scattered the smoke.

What do you mean by a crazy singer, and the public is also in the middle.

Soon after Meng Haoran wrote this poem, he left the shogunate of Makuhari Jiuling and returned to his hometown in Xiangyang.

After returning to his hometown, Meng Haoran was depressed, and soon contracted a back sore due to poisonous gas, (Fan Zeng was suspicious of himself because of Xiang Yu, and died of this disease after leaving Xiang Yu.) At this time, Wang Changling was demoted and passed through Xiangyang to visit Meng Haoran. Meng Haoran and Wang Changling met very happily. Originally, Meng Haoran had a poisonous sore on his back, and he would be healed. But because of Wang Changling's arrival, both of them have a cold attitude towards their careers. Therefore, the more you talk, the more speculative it becomes. Because of indulging in feasting and drinking, Meng Haoran passed away. Meng Haoran was only fifty-two years old when he died. Precisely:

The spring rain is carved and the branches are thriving.

The flowers are fragrant, and the birds are happy with the wind.

There are few pedestrians on the streets, and the rich and the poor are different.

The sedan chair and the princess arrived, and the people were exhausted.

Lonely guests flutter in, leisurely nostalgia.

Attention is about to shout, and the poor and the poor are few strange voices.

It's a pity for Meng Haoran, and he has no merit.