When I was a child, I liked to pat my arm and split my waist. My cheating is serious. Is to split two thighs, one on the left and the other on the right. Or one is above and the other is below, which is definitely not the kind of cheating in the Lao Wang family next door. Not now. My shoes are on, and my legs are still in place.
When I was young, I liked singing. I basically own all the wheat in karaoke in this city. All the songs in it can be sung along. The gas field is full of lofty sentiments, high mountains and flowing water, and white snow in spring. If someone turns off the soundtrack, I'm the only one left to hum.
Not now. I lost two teeth above and three below. I don't want to insert them. It's expensive for thieves to pull out candles. At least one tooth can let me buy a roast duck. So when singing, there is air leakage, and six of the seven notes are missed, like ducks barking.
When I was young, I liked playing the saxophone. Go to Hunhe River in Shenyang and bathe in the evening breeze facing the sunset. Love is endless, last night, stars, prunes, etc. This makes me sit up and take notice. The little girl looks at the wind, the young man is affectionate, the gentlemen are faint, and the aunts are nervous. Not at me, but at him beside me. He was infected by my saxophone.
Not now. My teeth are all gone, my mouth is flat, my tongue is hard, my fingers are half disabled, my throat is hard to swallow, and my voice is like a bird's cry.
At present, the only way to keep entertainment is to carry a small vest, sit on the side of the road and watch the little fresh meat walk around with blind eyes. Seeing the danger, I went home for a drink. As an appetizer, onion mixed with tofu.