The perfect future of rebirth

Everyone has the power to go forward to the road and even the lifestyle, even if they are friends, there is no reason and reason to interfere with others' choices, because it is a particularly stupid behavior.

Independence, is the need for each personality that is immersed in the soul.

Zhao Poisheng is so, Tan Kai is also true.

So at the beginning, I saw that Li Zhiyuan had an idea of ​​Mu Qingqing, but Tan Kaixi did not stop him, because in Tan Kaixi's view, if Zhao Po is not meaningless to Mu Qingqing, there is no reason to stop Li Zhiyuan.

But it turns out that the heart of the victim is inseparable, and the heart of the anti-human is indispensable.

In the case of Zhao Poisheng, Li Zhiyuan turned his spear, pointing to him.

As a saying, a fish has a pot of soup. Have to say, sometimes alone can change a party's atmosphere. Although I can't talk about the extent to which Zhu is as black, but at least, in Li Zhiyuan and his roommates come before and after, the whole party's atmosphere has changed.

Men, always like to show their strong side in front of women, especially women, this is the instinct of male creatures. For thousands of years, whether human or animals come, no matter whether it is.

Obviously, in Li Zhiyuan's view, no matter what Zhao Poheng is not interesting to Mu Qingqing, he will become a stepping stone of Mu Qingqing.

Zhao Poisheng is very annoying, this kind of dog blood is very annoying, he is very annoying, I have been drinking a little wine today, plus the rendering of the karaoke atmosphere, and his mood is not very good, Li Zhiyuan's behavior, such as igniting explosives Ronal, let Zhao Poisheng gets uncomfortable.

But as a mature and sensible person, he can't get up and waved, which makes Zhao Poked heart, as if there is a fire in burning.

"He doesn't like to sing, I sing a one."

Tan Kaixi opened, took the words.

"Yeah, we sing, come, come, come." Wen Yu and Wang Zhen naturally saw some unsatisfactory places, as a roommate, of course, standing in Zhao Po.

"Oh, buck."

I don't know who whispered, the sound is not big, but Zhao Poked lives, Hu Xia and others have heard.

Tan Kai's face suddenly became difficult to look at the opposite of Li Zhiyuan, "Li Zhiyuan, what do you mean?"

Li Zhiyuan smiled, did not speak, the people around me said using a ridicule: "How to sing, singing songs, still learn people to pick up girls?"

Seeing Tan Kaixi's face, I know that this guy is preparing to fight, and she is helpless, she slowly stands up.

He is not willing to provoke, but more importantly, with a proud Zhao Po lifetime in the bones, we can despise this kind of behavior for women to fight for vinegar, too naive, too boring.

"Wang Zhen, go to ask the boss here, have a guitar?" Zhao Poked one sentence, put Wang Zhen to show out, then look at Tan Kaiti after the body, "You have stopped, so many girls, don't let people joke."

After listening to Zhao Poisheng, Tan Kai took a deep breath, just to open, but see Zhao Poisheng shook his head, "believe me."

After saying, Zhao Poheng looked at Li Zhiyuan, that is, just ridiculed himself, I word into the eyes, "Do you like a soap?"

"what?"

The man is inexplicable, and it is clear that Zhao Yu lives.

Sighted a sigh of relief, Zhao Poisheng shook his head, there is a feeling of a kind of knowledge.

"What do you mean?" Li Zhiyuan looked at Zhao Poisheng and asked.

Zhao Poisheng didn't pay attention to him, just stationed quietly, waiting Wang Zhen.

Soon, Wang Zhen came back, and it really took a guitar.

"No, how do you know that there is a guitar here?" Wang Zhen handed the guitar to Zhao Po.

Zhao Poisheng did not speak, just took the guitar and bowed, and the next side suddenly opened, "When I entered the door, there was a singer stationed in the house ..."

There is a resident singer, naturally there is musical instrument, and guitar is undoubtedly essential.

Even Zhao Poisheng was surprised to read an eye, I didn't expect her observation, it was so careful.

I got a guitar for a while, and Zhao Poked his mouth and looked at the surrounding environment, shake his head, asked Wang Zhen, "The following performance started?"

Their KTV came, is a good entertainment place near the school, downstairs is a bar, and the upstairs is the place where you sing.

Wang Zhen shake his head, "I have to wait for a while, now I don't seem to have a singer, my guitar is borrowing there."

Zhao Poked life, look at Tan Jie and Hu Xia, "Go Go."

Tan Kaixi and Hu Xia inexplicably, two people face each other, and see that Zhao Po is standing up, and there is a door to carry guitar.

"Hey, so I am mysterious!" Li Zhiyuan squatted, not waiting for him to say, Hu Xia and Tan Jie and others have followed Zhao Poisheng, and even Mu Qingqing also followed.

From the beginning to the end, I didn't see him.

"Let's go, let's take a look, what medicine is sold in the gourd." Li Zhiyuan squatted and went out.

When they came to the downstairs, they saw that Zhao Poisheng had already sat in the position that was originally a singer. It is a good microphone in front of him. The hand is the guitar who has just finished.

"This song is dedicated to my father." Zhao said clearly, gently doubling the strings, a melodious melody.

"In 1984, crops have also been concluded.

The son is lying in my arms and sleeps so sweet.

Tonight's open air movie, there is no time to see.

The wife reminds me to repair the pedal of the sewing machine.

I am going to tomorrow, my neighbors will take some money.

The child cried all day, I have to eat biscuits.

Blue polyester jacket, pain in the heart.

I gave myself two punches on the edge of the pond.

This is my father,

The text in the diary,

This is his youth,

Leave the prose poem,

After many years, I looked at the tears.

My father is old like a shadow. "

Among the memory of Zhao Poisheng, the father is always a very robust person, thin, cheek cheek cheek, because all the year round, there are some camel.

I still remember that I have to go to the field for a year, my father sent myself to the station. He didn't let himself take your bag, and I have to take my own box, and the trembling body walks in front, watching my father, white hair, he is aware When I arrived, my father is really old.

The sight is gradually blurred.

"In 1994, crops have been harvested.

My old mother left the world last year.

My son wore white shirt and ran into the campus.

But he recently, some is a big circle.

I want to think about the future,

I am old into a pile of old paper money.

The son at that time was a real man Han.

Have a lovely girl, and he became a home.

I hope they don't live so tough.

This is my father,

The text in the diary,

This is his life, leaving the prose poem.

after many years,

I looked at the tears.

But my father is old like a shadow.

This is my father,

The text in the diary,

This is his life, leaving,

Leave the prose poem.

after many years,

I looked at the tears.

But my father is like an old newspaper in the wind.

This is the footprint left by the generation.

After a few wind and rain, I have to erase the traces.

This land has made me tears,

But it burys how many people's hearts of cardiogate. "

At the beginning, some people were laughing, but as Zhao Poked live songs accompanied by the guitar sound, the whole bar gradually became down.

The sound of the sound is like a clear spring, refreshing.

Sometimes, I urge people tears, it is not necessary to be a vigorous, impassioned, but ordinary.

Father loves the mountain. When the hour, we launched our school's permanent bicycle. When he was university, he took us to the hospital's figure, it was about his father's memory.

Looking at the boy on the stage, Mu Qingqing felt that he really didn't know him.

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One song, Zhao Poheng stood up and put the guitar on the chair, looked at the stage, faintly said, "I don't sing, because I really don't like to sing."