Twenty-one episodes of "Drama Immortals".

A total of 1,000 episodes of the author's wonderful sister

My Tramp Wife One (equivalent to the first ten minutes of the movie)

The cemetery exploded and several graves were blasted. The three-second cemetery exploded wildly, and the sand and dust in the sky were gone, and I got up to see that the ground was full of arms and human heads. It really scared the hell out of me. I quickly ran to the school to see my classmate who found me, but she said it was exciting. I had to run back to the cemetery to pick up bones.

My best friend is thirteen years old and as old as me. We are new classmates, in the first year of junior high school.

While picking up the dead man's arms and arms, my girlfriend told me what her grandfather had said before he died.

"Xiao Miao, do you know what my grandfather said before he died?"

"I don't know." I say.

"My grandfather said it's good to be alive. But as long as you can, nothing else matters. My grandfather told me this, before parting! “

I died laughing.

My best friend continued: "At that time, I was about to laugh in my heart, but there were too many people around, and the sad atmosphere was really not laughable. ”

I said it's really hard to hold back a smile. The night before my grandfather died, he drank two catties of wine with me, and I felt dizzy, and I couldn't even drink a dying person, who could drink one and a half catties. I deeply admired my grandfather.

Thinking about this, my best friend patted me. At the moment we are already in the classroom, and the teacher is in front of the Chinese class

"Mulan is a national heroine whose daughter is self-reliant. In order to prevent her father from becoming a soldier, she disguised herself as a man to become a soldier, and when she saw the neighing of horses in the Yellow River, she would think of her hometown and shed tears, let's cry together"

The classmates all cried hard with the teacher.

"Xiao Miao! Create a piece of music. “

"Okay"

I was the representative of the music class in our class, and I took out a short green G flute from the table, and played a sad piece of music about Mulan's life to accompany it.

"Gillian, is it okay for you to draw a picture on the blackboard about Mulan riding a horse across the Yellow River."

Gillian is my best friend. Art class representative.

"Good teacher!"

I saw my best friend get up from the chair, fly to the blackboard alone, and pull a few times on the blackboard with her sword, drawing an amazing picture of a horse crossing the Yellow River out of thin air. There was also a delicate woman next to her, crying in a man's clothes.

The whole class was full of praise and praise, and I was overwhelmed by the horse's strong muscles. My best friend's art skills have not been seen for a few days, and they have improved a lot by leaps and bounds.

When the girlfriend fell from the sky and walked to the chair, she raised her hand, and the teacher asked, "Gillian, please speak?" ”

"Teacher, I want to go to the bathroom." Gillian looked like she couldn't hold back her embarrassment and was written on her face.

"Go ahead. People have three urgencies. "The teacher is a new teacher who has just been transferred, named Zheng Butterfly. She always wears a black dress to give lessons to everyone. Its beautiful appearance resembles that of a nocturnal butterfly that glows at night, fluttering its wings across the sky. With long curly hair, fair arms, and new nails just done, the pink color is seductive and beautiful. The whole class was captivated by it.

I only heard that my girlfriend was almost at the door, and suddenly she was pulling in her pants. It was so embarrassing that the whole class covered their noses and cried and laughed. Teacher Zheng asked, "Gillian, are you okay?" “

Gillian covered her face and ran out shyly.

The school bell rang soon, and there were a few random screams. The last class was math class, and the students, who had already been exhausted by the listen, ran out of the classroom like the wind.

When I went home, my girlfriend went to the toilet and never came back at all, so I was so embarrassed that I went home directly. It must be.

I followed the stream in front of the school and returned to my home. My home is one of many graves, and I live by myself, and I don't know who my parents are since I was a child. The grave is well lived, safe and healthy. Grave robbers scared away when they saw me, and there were other people's names written on the door of my tombstone.

The first time I came to this tomb was when I was six or seven years old, when I saw this tomb as I was already homeless, and my curiosity forced me to come in and see it, and there was nothing terrible, and there were many lonely ghosts wandering in the grave. I saw a pit lit by fire and walked down, and saw that it was a brand new bedroom-like place. There are beds in the house and it is very ventilated, and then I asked the electrician to install electric lights and air conditioning for me, and I lived in it.

The first thing I do when I get home today is to take a comfortable hot shower, and when the alarm clock goes off, it is when the pot food is steamed. I lay in the pool thinking about the homeless girl when I came back from school and walked at the door of the cemetery, and wondered if I should help her. After all, I was also homeless since I was a child.

After taking a shower, putting on my pajamas, eating an egg boiled in a pot, I climbed up from the cemetery to open the door, and as soon as I opened the door, I saw a living man standing in the doorway with his hair draped, and the dead man had not scared me, but the people scared me very much.

"Ahhh I yelled.

I saw a girl, and she pulled the hair in front of her forehead with her hand to leave half of her face. It can be seen that it is actually a fair-skinned girl with good skin.

"I'm so hungry! I just saw you come in. I'm sorry it didn't scare you. The girl said.

"Oh! That's it! Come in, come in, come in! This is a warm welcome from my home! "I was warmly welcomed.

I heard the girl speak clearly and speak elegantly and decently. She didn't look like a wanderer, at least she was an educated schooler.

I was looking at the girl when I heard her say, "Husband! ”

I was taken aback.

I let the girl sleep in the bed with me after letting her take a shower that night, and the house in the cemetery is really not big enough to put a bed down. The girl had to hug me tightly, saying that it was insecure not to sleep with someone.

He hugged me tightly that night, and no one had ever hugged me since I was a child. When I think of myself alone in the station, in the forest, in the desert, and holding myself, I forget what it feels like to be lonely.

In the middle of the night, my hand hugged her tightly in the moonlight.