Don't tell me, I really met a great hermit in the country.
More than 30 years ago, I went to Zhangxiao Village in the countryside and visited a knowledgeable old man in the village after work.
The old man lived in a semi-low adobe house, and I almost tripped when I entered the door. It turned out that the ground in the room was more than half a foot lower than the outside, and the room was as dark as a dungeon, but I was shocked by a sentence on the wall. Chinese characters are written in ancient poems, vigorous and powerful, and the words are flying, which is a hundred times stronger than those of modern calligraphers.
Although the old man is over eighty, there is still a heroic spirit in his brow.
I was even more surprised when I talked to the old man. The old man knows almost everything about astronomy, geography, literature, art, current affairs and politics. I admired him very much, so I quickly bought wine and meat and invited him to drink.
In further conversation, I learned that this old man was the head of the main regiment of the 35th Army of the Jincui Army during the War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression period. During the War of Liberation, the old man rebelled with General Dong and participated in the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea. Later, because of historical problems, the old man was turned into a counter-revolutionary, dismissed from the military and transferred to rural reconstruction. But the old man who was transferred to the countryside really became a real hermit.
A few days ago, I met a very powerful expert, and sometimes I questioned whether I was a liar, but I was curious about what others could cheat me! So I still think it is a master and a strange man. I have the habit of running almost every day. It was early at that time, because the Spring Festival was coming soon, and there were no people in the park. The first time I saw him was because of his back, wearing hooded sportswear, tall, strong and slender like a professional dancer, and because of long-term fitness, I paid special attention to strong people. So I can't help but want to go to the front to see the front of this person. On the runway, he kept walking in front of me, which should be about ten meters apart. Although I trotted all the way, I never caught up with him. After running at least 500 meters, I caught up with him because the other person bent down to pick up something. At first glance, it is a boy in his twenties but not in his thirties. Of course, men and women are different, so there is no special attention. Later, when I walked through a forest and saw him practicing yoga and qigong on a stone bench, I couldn't help asking for advice. But when I asked him, he actually said that he was in his sixties, that he was practicing techniques such as abdomen, and that he was very serious and said a bunch of essentials that I didn't understand. And told me that he would come again in the morning at the end of next month. At that time, I was surprised at how this man looked so young, and he naturally didn't believe it. I'll ask someone else. No one knows or has seen this man. I haven't seen him for a few minutes at most. Could it be a fairy who cultivates immortals? I remember the book said that people can rejuvenate through practice! Absolutely! I still can't believe it!
I am in Daqing. It is said that the newly developed industrial cities are all immigrants, with no historical accumulation and no indigenous culture, so I have nothing to do with the mysterious hermit. But I happened to meet a hermit. The reason why he is a hermit is because I believe that his experience is worthy of the title of a hermit.
That was on the eve of 1997 when Hongkong returned to China. I found a secluded open space in Daqing Jingyuan Park. I want to make a conjoined kite and represent Daqing Middle School in the Kite Festival to celebrate the return of Hong Kong.
In 1995, I met a man at my sister's house in Yantai, who was from Qixia, and went to visit my daughter's house in Yantai. This man is a master. This man and I hit it off at once. He said that what I experienced as a child was completely correct and everything was true. That's weird. How did he know? He is not a fairy. He has an orchard at home. There was a lot of people on every side. Respect others and be a man.
I have known him for more than seven years. At that time, it had been more than six years, and I was beaten into ghosts and went to dig coal. People go to work and he sleeps. When everyone got off work, he took everyone's boat away. That was the tool used to pull coal out of the well at that time. He connected all the boats. Sleep in it, go down the well, fill it with coal and come out together. With so much weighing, it's much worse to sell. As a result, Huiji was accompanied by the house.
In 20 16, when my father connected the wires, he accidentally sprayed sparks with electricity, causing extensive burns on his face and hands, especially his right hand. I have always known that there is a doctor under our banner who is very good at observing burns. In the afternoon, I rushed to the old doctor and said that nothing was wrong and she could be cured. At that time, I burned all my dad with her own ointment, wrapped it in gauze and gave him four groups of anti-inflammatory liquid to go to a small clinic. There is no direct medication in the whole process. My father used to take medicine once a day and it changed every day. Good speed is so fast that it can be said to be an artifact. The most important thing is that my father didn't leave any scars after being burned. Before and after infusion 10 day liquid and ointment were used for 20 days, leaving no scars! My father didn't suffer much. Thank you very much, doctor! From this time on, I believe there really are magic doctors and magic medicines!
Ten years ago, I went to a roadside shop to buy cigarettes. A construction worker took a kilo bottle of Erguotou liquor and drank it all at once. I was stunned. I said my buddy is a good drinker. This guy is very young, and most of his hair is white. He gave me a bad look, took another bottle and made another. He took a bite and opened another bottle. He made half a bottle and put it in a small shop. The shopkeeper said there was something wrong with him. Drink two and a half bottles a day, go to work on the construction site and eat very little. ...
Ha ha ha, good topic. If I don't answer you, I will ask you a big regret in life. hahaha. 20 19 Spring Festival to the 15th day of the first month. Let me make it clear first that this article is just a dream. Don't be superstitious and serious. Due to physical and mental fatigue and stress, I couldn't lie down for about seven days, and I was flustered and short of breath. I didn't eat or drink, and I gradually got better after treatment with drugs and traditional Chinese medicine. Suddenly one night, my big black (like a puppy, hahaha) screamed and ran very fast. I also feel that when danger comes, the door will be opened at will (this beast is lying next to my bed). After about 30 minutes, the dog's voice gradually disappeared. I looked up at the sofa beside my bed. There were several dogs and a monkey-like man, Wukong, lying on my sofa, friendly. I feel lucky, so I don't care. I can't leave until I am well, and I will never see this soul again. I am deeply grateful for writing this article now, so I miss it. Maybe this is the so-called hermit. However, I really saw it when I climbed the mountain, and there were many. I was standing at the top of the mountain, and the mountain wind was very strong. Hmm: Around noon, it took too long and I forgot something. The shrill scream changed from one to many, and the Woods in the mountain shook for a while, then fell silent. Then two people approached the top of the mountain where I was standing. One wants to see me, and the other seems to keep it away. I pulled it open. The story ends here. Because the sun is shining, my vision is very clear. Two thin heads are as red as monkeys' faces, eyes as black as electricity and hoods as big as wind. On the surface, the speed of climbing the mountain and crossing the ditch is definitely not done by people. Later, because of nostalgia, I went climbing the mountain and never saw it again. Although I haven't seen it again, I feel very happy every time I go to this mountain. I don't know why, because I haven't been to this mountain in the last three or four months, and I am weak, so I hope I can go more often. At the end of the story, the name of the mountain is no longer said. Ha ha ha ha, can't the cat reveal it? It's just fun for all comrades. I can't compare with Mr. Pu Songling in fairy tales.
One of my half-brothers was given to a family in the mountains as a stepson when he was a child, and was taken care of by this stepmother's inhuman human sufferings. My third brother grew up smart and diligent, eager to read a lot of books. After graduating from high school in the 1970 s, I didn't forget to study and experience social exercise when I went out to work. Astronomy, geography, politics, humanities and the way of the world all have many unique personal knowledge and accurate opinions. Third brother is low-key and easy-going, benevolent and honest. So I have been following his example and trying to improve myself. Try not to be an ignorant parent. As the saying goes, parents are the shadows of children. Educate outstanding children, make the society develop more harmoniously and make the country stronger! Be a cornerstone of wisdom, kindness, erudition and loyalty among China1300 million members!
My dad told me about it. My family lived in the countryside when I was a child. My neighbor is an old man, childless. He doesn't like to talk about anything because our two families are neighbors. My father was very naughty when he was a child and often went to his house to play. That strange old man is very rare for my dad, so I give him everything delicious. Later, my father was admitted to the university. At that time, there was an old college student who killed pigs at home, but the old man didn't. Then when my dad left, the old man spoke fluent English and gave my dad a whole one-on-one look. Later, I learned which old man was from Whampoa Military Academy, but he was very old. Later, my dad taught me that there are people behind me, so don't look down on them. The city is big and the Woods are small.