Author: Miao Sister

Foreword: The essence of the flower is to absorb energy and produce energy by moving. This is the essence of it, whether it is the movement of the yard or the movement of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, or the movement of the universe, or the circle of God traveling around the earth a hundred times, it is all a change in the future. Just like a home that my mother gave me. "Mobile Home". Moving can also start a family, which is worthy of a mother's metaphor.

More than 7 million Jianshu is just a record of one year, which is essentially fifteen years of writing, more than 70 million. There are still three or four years to go before 100 million words.

One: Lin Daiyu standing on the podium of the Nobel Prize in Literature

Lin Daiyu chose to study in college, majoring in biology! biology。 Because Lin Daiyu has three questions in his life that he can't answer and figure out for a long time, but since Lin Daiyu repeatedly raised these three questions, the school decided to expel Lin Daiyu from school and cannot enter this major for life.

"Why do people." Thoughtfully.

"Why is it yellow?" Thoughtfully.

"Why do people want that?" Thoughtfully.

For Lin Daiyu, who is now standing on the stage of the award ceremony, these past clouds are not worth mentioning. Lin Daiyu didn't know a word and knew two words, from being expelled from the university to becoming the dean of the school's backyard guarding bicycles, all the self-taught inspirational journeys to inspire sentient beings made the author himself very envious.

Everyone applauded cordially and enthusiastically, and on the brightly lit podium, Lin Daiyu held the Nobel Prize in Literature trophy in her right hand. Accidentally! This axe fell, and it just happened that one accidentally hit Lin Daiyu's head, ah! Everyone in the audience immediately cried and shouted, just as the lyrics wrote, ".." Wait, what to write about the author suddenly forgot. Think for two seconds.

Ah, "it's like", and forgot about it. is the first few sentences of "He Won't Let Me Cry". At all costs! Everyone was frightened, and their expressions were solemn! Called! The roar of the mountains and the sea.

Lin Daiyu took the axe off her head and said with a smile: "Haha! Magic! See smiled. Then the crowd sighed.

Lin Daiyu holds the Nobel Prize in Literature like an axe, with a small line written under the axe: "This prize is only awarded to outstanding contributors who have made creative contributions to literary language" (English and Chinese).

Lin Daiyu thought to herself, shouldn't this award be given to Sister Miao, or that there are more people who can get it, why give it to yourself. But the boss who sold oily noodles immediately ran up to Lin Daiyu and gave Lin Daiyu a bowl of oily noodles, and said enthusiastically: "Don't let it go!" Come and take a bite of noodles and give your beautiful speech! ”

Lin Daiyu held her face with both hands and shed tears happily with excitement, tears in her eyes. After all, the award ceremony was held in Switzerland, and this bowl of noodles was not easy to come by! The villagers had tears in their eyes when they saw each other.

Lin Daiyu put the noodles aside and was about to speak, but the oily noodle boss enthusiastically picked up the bowl and picked up a ball with chopsticks with his right hand for Lin Daiyu to eat. Lin Daiyu hurriedly took the bowl and said, "Uncle! I'll come by myself, you come first. ”

Everyone looked up, and quietly watched Lin Daiyu finish eating this bowl of delicious oily noodles on stage. Lin Daiyu said with the microphone while eating: "It's delicious, it's delicious." The judges were embarrassed, drooling but embarrassed to say that they were hungry too.

The aunt who eats a bowl of noodles and sends eggs sends eggs up, and it is not okay if you don't eat them; After sending eggs, sending steamed buns, sending elephants, and Yan'an villagers directly carrying a sheep also came in, it turned out that Lin Daiyu won the Nobel Prize in Literature, and the people of the whole Shaanxi surrounded Switzerland. How many people are in Shaanxi, nearly 100 million; How many people are in Switzerland, far less than 100 million! Not even a tenth. Crowds of people, crowds of people.

These are all people outside the house, and there are not many people in the house, but after a while, the gifts for Lin Daiyu have been piled up on the podium.

Some people in foreign countries can't help but exclaim: "The people of China are really enthusiastic!" The people of Shaanxi are really too enthusiastic! The oil is fragrant, the garlic is also fragrant, and I have never seen this Shandong pancake fruit! Malatang is also good, roasted whole sheep is the best! What is a noodle of rice noodles! Haven't seen it at all! "It turns out that the podium not only has Shaanxi food, after all, this award is the pride of the people of the motherland, and the food from all over the country is gathered on the stage. Lin Daiyu couldn't shirk it, and ate it all in her stomach one by one.

Finally, it was time for Lin Daiyu to speak, and for three minutes to speak, Lin Daiyu spit out from her head and didn't pull it down for a second.

Later, he wiped his mouth and used the little white cloth in the pocket of his suit jacket. summarized his acceptance speech neatly: "It's really like what Sister Miao said, I don't know two words from a word." ”

"Goodbye!"

Goodbye, those are exactly those two words.

Two colorful corpses

A butterfly lingered for a long time beside the colorful corpse, and when the corpse was annoyed, it said, "Okay, okay!" I'm annoyed, you get out of the way, let me get up. ”

The butterfly flashed left and right, twisting her waist like a young girl, making way for the corpse to open a road to heaven. The corpse stood up and immediately took a toothbrush and ran to the bathroom, brushing one tooth first, and had a lot of bad breath after being dead for too long.

After brushing his teeth, he changed into a beautiful red clean clothes and went to the market. In the bazaar, there was a man with a cloak selling a charming sword, and the man shouted: "Who wants my sword!" Don't sell it to him for money. ”

"I want it!" The corpse said categorically.

"Good!"

The corpse took the treasure knife in his hand, and he felt that it was really good! The crowd crackled and waved, and everyone was slashed to the ground by it, crying out in pain.

"It hurts!"

"It hurts!"

"It hurts! Do you hurt? ”

"I'm in pain, too," they cried as their heads rolled on the ground, except for a little boy who was unscathed. The little boy put out a weird smile and ate this treasure knife in his mouth, chewing it casually, pinching it casually, and the little boy tried it with his own head, cutting his neck back and forth. It's all right.

The knife seller came over very strangely and asked, "Why do everyone else turn around and lose their arms, but you are the only ones who are fine?" “

The little boy raised his eyebrows and said, "Because I have love!" “