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Lang Lang and his good friends
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Lang Lang and his good friends

Lang Lang disappeared again. When Big Bird returned to the hotel, he found it.

The night before yesterday, at about five or six in the morning, Brother Big Bird woke up from his sleep, opened his eyes and found a young woman flirting with him. In the blink of an eye, he saw a burst of bad laughter again. In such a high-pressure situation, the waves don't know where to get a dusty woman, but they have to ask the fitness coach Big Bird to give him a lesson and see the glory of their good friends with their own eyes. When the meat is in the mouth, the big bird is cross-hearted. After ten years of hard work, he can't let his brother down. After making out, the young lady left, and Big Bird didn't even see what his sister looked like.

In BMW, Lang Lang is not here. Five of us are classmates and four are fathers, about thirty years old. Brother Big Bird told this bizarre story last night in distress situation, and others couldn't help laughing. As a writer, I want to interview the mentality of the parties and try to restore the real scene at that time.

This story made me interested in Lang Lang, whom I met once. Singing in KTV a year ago, in the process of choosing a princess, Lang Lang politely asked me to choose my favorite princess first. He reminds me of lev tolstoy's classic novel character, the young officer Tolohov, who was drunk and bet with others, sat by the window of the castle and blew out a whole bottle of rum. Hot-blooded man.

Through the story of Lang Lang, I seem to see the brilliance of human nature. When you are happy, don't forget your friends who sleep well, and share happiness with others selflessly. Someone in BMW immediately refuted my point of view. Maybe Lang Lang talked to Miss twice. He was tired and didn't want to let Miss go, so he had to wake Brother Big Bird and go out by himself. Through my verification with the client at night, I think this may be the closest explanation to the truth.

Lang Lang is two years older than me, 32 years old, with two children and a real job. At the age of 32, his parents are extremely strict with him. From going to school, getting married, working and having children, his parents are equivalent to directors, and he is the starring role. Two good classmates around him felt that it was not easy when he was young and felt a little sorry for him. In fact, I hate the word pity, which is a high-to-low gesture, but when I think about it, the most unacceptable thing is indifference. Everyone's poor purpose is to be respected, treated well, given the right to decide their own lives, and should not be arranged.

Five people were sitting on the wine field talking nonsense. Thirty minutes later, another famous big chicken head joined in Yulin area. 15 minutes ago, on the elevator out of the hotel, everyone frowned, which probably meant telling them that they couldn't drink any more, and their bodies couldn't stand it. As he spoke, he began to line up and discussed whether it was white or spleen for a while. Where is the whole thing? how much is it? This is the pre-war mobilization before drinking. The previous weakness just pushed more indicators to others. This is already a tacit routine. After arranging the location and everyone's performance distribution, everyone in Yulin swept away the decadent trend of defeat and rushed to the battlefield with high morale. It is said that a man named Shanbei wrote a book called The Last Xiongnu. At this moment, there is quite a wind rustling and Shui Han flavor. During the day, they were in a daze with their mobile phones. Speaking of drinking and whoring (forgive me for saying this, but I can't help defining them from an official point of view. They are called playing with women. ) totally changed, with bright eyes and full of interest.

The head of a chicken has Degang Guo's hairstyle. As soon as he sat down, he handed cigarettes to everyone at social occasions. I said that you and I met, maybe this is the first time you met a writer, and I met people in your industry for the first time. He looked at me with fierce eyes and asked me straight, do you know what I do? My heart trembled slightly, and the strong earthquake made me feel uneasy. In the face of his fierce light, I fought with my bare hands and whispered, manager, miss Guan's manager. He was slightly satisfied with my answer and raised his glass to me tacitly. Half an hour later, it was his turn to turn off the game. (Playing games with everyone, losing drinking) He held down my glass and could not bear me to drink more fruit beer that belonged to me to show my respect. My friends and I advised him to change careers and get serious.

After the program, the heroic eldest brother, a chicken head, will take every brother out for a meat meal, and an enthusiastic brother, such as my protector, will come forward to thank him for his kindness. Those who study Buddhism can't break the lust, caution and wine. In fact, out of nature, I want to go to the venue out of curiosity, but also to control myself with the power of faith. I haven't seen each other for a year, and I chatted with each brother about their lives, such as what hobbies they have, what troubles they have in life, what pursuits and goals they have in the coming year, and how to deal with the hardships of life. I have gained a lot.

When I got home, I thought of the wandering waves and didn't sleep for four or five days. I thought of my good friends around the waves, their friendship, their companionship and warmth. That night, I felt very sad. I solemnly made a big wish to the Tibetan Bodhisattva. I would like to study Buddhism diligently, increase my ability, and help all those who are in pain, including all my good brothers. Before that, my great wish is to go to endless hell after death and follow the Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha to surpass all beings in hell.