Alone in an urban village, you have to take care of your own food and clothing, and you have to your own heart, Meng Hai's state in an urban village is like a falling leaf.

Meng Hai is used to playing the piano after getting up, there is no piano in the hotel in this urban village, last night he deliberately found a hotel, booked a room with a piano, this morning, Meng Hai got up from the sun, this sunlight through the window, not much, but it just fell on his face, woke it up. It wasn't the sunlight that shone on his eyes and woke him up, but the faint temperature of the sun, warming his cheeks a little bit, and he was awakened by this temperature.

For breakfast, he had a simple meal, two fried eggs on one side, two slices of toast, two pieces of hash brown, two slices of grilled meat, and a glass of milk.

When sitting on the bed, Meng Hai misses the urban village again, this is the hotel on the edge of the urban village, to go to the urban village, you only need to walk about 100 meters away, the urban village is not far away, Meng Hai loves the urban village, and today I can go to the urban village to play.

There's a lot to do in the urban village, there's a playground where you can press a seesaw with a monkey, you can take a picture with a bear, and you can have a bear ride on your back, all of which are fun.

Meng Hai will always look for these happiness, which is quite boring, and to find these things, you can entertain your heart, such an urban village makes Meng Hai happy.

And some people don't like urban villages, such as the famous painter Huzi, Mr. Huzi is a famous painter, needless to say, he doesn't like urban villages, why? He likes luxurious things, is urban villages luxurious? Obviously, they are not luxurious, and urban villages are dirty and messy, Huzi doesn't like them very much, but Meng Hai likes urban villages, everything is cheap.

Meng Hai was a little hungry at noon, so he went to the urban village to eat. There are many types of noodles sold here, Meng Hai ordered a bowl of mutton instant noodles, the noodles have kelp, lettuce, etc., and the taste is quite rich. After eating this bowl of noodles, Meng Hai went to sit in a kindergarten classroom. It's quiet here, there are no students to come to class, because the holiday is approaching, some classrooms are empty, and after talking to the teacher, Meng Hai went to the kindergarten classroom, and he was surfing the Internet in the classroom alone, using a black laptop.

Meng Hai was watching a movie, a movie about the relationship between men and women. Watch a movie, do something else, this movie is intermittent.

Meng Hai often goes to some fantastical places, and when he goes to those places, he feels that this is not the world, but also to some very secular places, which makes people feel the worldly atmosphere that can be seen everywhere, and this urban village is such a place. Worldly, rich, flavorful.

Participating in some activities is not Mongoy's hobby, some people love to participate in some activities in college. Participating in some social organizations, being some volunteers, and giving love everywhere are not Meng Hai's hobbies, Meng Hai's hobby is to be a wanderer. In the past, life in the army was not called life, and the head was simply hung on the waistband of the trousers, and it was very dangerous to lose it whenever you said it. Many times, Meng Hai almost died.

And the way of life that Meng Hai found is very good, in the urban village, you can eat noodles, you can drink, you can go to a small bar to find a woman to dance on you, you can go on a date with them, you can meet four women at a time, eat barbecue with yourself, drink juice together, drink coffee together, go shopping together, and walk together. Wait a minute.

Gradually, Meng Hai didn't want to go to Spain, the Netherlands, Japan, the United States, Russia, England, China, anywhere else, he just wanted to stay in the urban village of Donkey City, lazy.

For example, in kindergarten, elementary school, and junior high school, Meng Hai concentrated on his studies and loved nature, dragonflies, butterflies, soil, leaves, forests, rivers, mountains, lakes, poems, sky, streams...... Many, much, much.

However, as an adult, if he only likes dragonflies and butterflies every day, he must be sick, or he has not really become an adult.

As an adult, Meng Hai certainly loves nature, but in addition, it must be said that he also likes to be close to the opposite sex.

There are many people of the opposite sex in the urban villages, and they will take the initiative to approach Meng Hai. Meng Hai was in the kindergarten classroom, opened his black laptop, and saw a lot of photos of his past in the computer, wearing military uniforms, on the battlefield, those sabers, those combat boots, those war horses, those corpses, the kind of panic that people gave people during the war, still in Meng Hai's heart, like a cancer, Meng Hai wanted to get rid of it, but he couldn't get rid of it.

How can the panic of the interstellar war be dispelled? Meng Hai can't get rid of it. Compared with the life of the women around me now, it is ridiculous, then and now, it is two worlds.

When there is a war, people do not treat people as people, and people kill people. When there is no war, people treat people too much, and they all pretend to be like people. Therefore, people who fight and those who do not fight are people who have problems. Let Meng Hai say that in terms of human dignity and rights, people should have their own rights and dignity, and in terms of diet and other aspects, people should let go of themselves and treat themselves as animals, eat when they are hungry, drink when they are thirsty, and be as happy as animals. In this sense, man is an animal, and an animal naturally has animal pleasures, rather than standing upright and busy with work, as if there is nothing else to do but work.

Meng Hai wants to be a worker, and when the time comes, the work in the factory will naturally be an errand for him, but apart from that job, it does not mean that Meng Hai has nothing else to do, he will also go shopping, and he will also go to eat food, and when the work of the factory is not willing to do it, he will run, run, go to other places, and eat fresh food in fresh places. This attitude of living anywhere is joyful.

In the past, Meng Hai thought that he could know the whole world by watching the news, watching TV series, reading novels, reading poetry, listening to music, etc., but he was wrong, he was completely wrong, such a big world, you watched this city today, you can't see that city, you can't eat in this city, you can't eat that city's food, how small people are, how big the world is, it is impossible to truly understand the whole world, Meng Hai walks so many streets and holds hands with so many women. It's expanding his experience, but he knows that he can't experience all the good things in the world, he just experiences as much as he can, and lives up to this life.

As I said, Meng Hai wants to be a worker. As a worker, you have to call the person in charge of recruitment, go to the interview, have a physical examination, and stay in a hotel, and wait for the day above to go to work, these worldly things will always waste Meng Hai's time, and will always make Meng Hai bother. There is no way. These things need to be done, and only by doing them can you become a worker.

But Meng Hai didn't think about when to be a worker, he didn't like to work very much, he was very tired, and he worked to experience life, he couldn't figure out when he was going to be a worker, just like he couldn't figure out when he was going to go to Hainan Island in China.

When he was young, Meng Hai loved stories of gods and ghosts. I often see monsters on the mountain on TV, is there really a monster on the mountain? Meng Hai was very curious at that time. Later, he was interested in the natural landscapes of the mountains and rivers, and it was estimated that it was related to the TV he watched when he was young, and he always felt that there were monsters on the mountains and fairies on the mountains.

As an adult, Meng Hai is already an adult, and he is no longer interested in the stories of gods and ghosts. Although it is not disgusting, to be honest, there is no interest.

Instead, Meng Hai began to focus on the real thing, and he discovered that the real world was not the world of myths. When I was young, I watched mythological stories, thinking that mythological stories were all from the real world, thinking that the world described in mythological stories was the real world, until now, Meng Hai suddenly woke up, ah, those mythological stories, it turned out to be nonsense, the real world, not to mention those stories of gods and ghosts, is some realistic works of art, are difficult to present, the reality is too big, a work, can not present all the truth.

Based on this idea, Meng Hai doesn't like to watch those gods and ghosts TV series, let alone those illusory stories, not to say that he likes to watch realistic TV series, but to say that he likes to get close to the real world, really go out, go to the world to see and listen to it in person, in this way, he can only experience the real world more, all the real world, and he can't experience it in ten lifetimes, a very simple example is that it is impossible for people to visit all the streets in the world in their lives.

Meng Hai recently used a computer to write novels, he was in a small hotel in an urban village, accompanied by three women, Meng Hai wrote his own novels, because of the company of women, his novels also have the taste of women.

Meng Hai has a feeling of fiction, at the beginning, some poems were story-like, and gradually, there were prose and novels, and these longer essays had a stronger story.

When the novel developed to a certain extent, it began to use the so-called superb brushwork to depict reality, writing about a person riding a horse, and after reading it, people can feel his heroic posture riding a horse. To put it very simply, a painting, a novel, no matter how realistic, no matter how it makes people have a sense of picture, no matter how close to the truth, it is impossible to compare with the intuitiveness of film and television, the power of film and television cannot be ignored, he has fundamentally shattered the status of novels, paintings and other art forms since ancient times, there is no doubt about this.

And today's novels, paintings, and other art forms that can not be compared to nothing more than some inconspicuous things. Novels can bring people more imagination, can make people imagine a lot of things, some artistic expressions of painting, and the imagination brought by blank space in painting are some of the remaining functions of painting and novels.

To a certain extent, it is not so much that novels and paintings have some functions that can be shown off, but that they are the remnants of novels and paintings.

The times are developing, outdated art forms may really be outdated, and many people's efforts in the outdated period are nothing more than to make a wonderful program for the curtain call of those art forms.

More specifically, paper-cutting, ancient opera, backward production methods such as sickle cutting wheat, grinding discs and grinding noodles, etc., whether these arts or non-arts, have always become withered in the rapid development of the times, some have entered museums, some have disappeared silently, and there is no chance to enter museums.

Based on this kind of thinking, Meng Hai is not very concerned about his own novel writing. There are women around him, and he writes about the women around him in the novel, and he eats a bowl of noodles today, and he writes in the novel that he ate a bowl of noodles today, and this novel seems to have become Meng Hai's footprints, and his novels have almost become his footprints, and they are the traces of his life. He used to live like this, and he wrote like this, and it was enough.

Meng Hai hugged the three women beside him, turned on the computer, and said to the three women beside him: "Look, I will write a novel for you to read on the spot." ”

"Okay, okay, you write it, we'll watch. All three women said that, and they were all so obedient. (To be continued.) )