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Not many people don't know about it. Dragon Tiger Martial Arts School has investors who assign internship positions.The number of places is small, five in the first quarter, those with difficult family conditions are given priority, and those with outstanding academic and sports achievements are given priority.Lan Zhou and Hu Ziqiang rowed to the former, and Liu Yadong did both.

I called people here early in the morning thinking it was for the 200 yuan reward, but it turned out to be for this stack of papers.Liu Yadong shrank his cheeks, not understanding the situation.

Tan Shouping poured out two cups of Longjing with yellow pistil from a teapot in Chengni, Gusu, and pushed a cup to Shao Jinquan: "Boss Shao, have a taste." breath.He fell into Gu Zi's elegance, squinted his eyes, and impatiently tapped on the big case with his fingers, and said: "There are not many Chinese characters on it, and the other is not uncommon. Have you read the three of them?"

This fucking is Fat Head Tan, the deputy principal.Hu Ziqiang didn't dare to say anything, Lan Zhou nodded, and Liu Yadong said he had finished reading the principal.

"Ask if you don't understand anything."

"What's your name?" Shao Jinquan asked kindly, staring at Liu Yadong.

Liu Yadong looked at Tan Shouping, and Tan Shouping raised his eyebrows, motioning for you to answer yes.Liu Yadong's first impression of Sen was cold, but in the final analysis it was because of his face.To express bewilderment, concentration, doubt, etc., he usually uses only one expression frugally to convey, which is indifference.Whether it is installed or not.Shao Jinquan is a sensitive person, so he took the lead in noticing those who are not happy or angry.Liu Yadong reported his surname: "Liu Yadong, Asia in Asia, East in the East."

Ordinary, but ordinary is quite powerful.Shao Jinquan asked again: "What about the other two?"

"Lan Zhou." Lan Zhou tried his best to smooth out his accent: "The orchid of the orchid." Zhou didn't have any common words, so he stopped for a while and said, "The boat of the dragon boat."

But anyone who is elegant must be attached.Tan Shouping was obviously dissatisfied with Lanzhou's explanation of destroying the scope of the poem. He turned his head to Shao Jinquan and added flatly: "Untie Luo Chang lightly and go to Lanzhou alone. The Lanzhou written in Li Qingzhao's poem is so beautiful." Shao Jinquan gave him a thumbs up.I don't know why, but in Liu Yadong's eyes, this movement vaguely seemed to say: You are a big fool.

Hu Ziqiang is the tallest and the quietest, saying: "Hu Ziqiang, self-improvement."

More ordinary and vulgar, but also more powerful.Shao Jinquan nodded one by one, his eyes moved back and forth between the three of them, forming another relationship.

Liu Yadong had to understand, so he asked directly.One by one: I remember that I just had four internships in October last year. Why did I have another place at the beginning of the year?Our Sanda class has been preparing for the provincial martial arts competition in February for four months. Could it be that the three of us won’t be able to participate?The internship position has always been Sushui’s property group and security company in my impression. What is Yali Industry written in the agreement?How are the internship time, salary holidays, and board and lodging issues arranged?Lanzhou and I are not married yet, can you still hire me?The three of us don't have ID cards, what should we do?It doesn't matter if the parents of the three of us are gone?Shao Jinquan, who was so organized, was surprised, so his eyes became more probing.

Tan Shouping took out a file box, dug out a few documents, and picked up a string of bright purple wooden beads.Regarding the questions, he also asked one by one: the quota is not a dead thing, of course it is determined according to the demand, there is a vacancy there, and I will try my best to fill it here; the provincial competition is supposed to be important, but I am telling the truth because of the situation, how can your difficult children become early It’s true that I have money to spend at home; Yali Industrial is also a school partner, and the Jinding Tea House operated by my subordinate is on Yinchating Road in the south of the county. You can learn a lot in the future; if there is no shortage of manpower, you can go back to school, but if Boss Shao wants to find you, it means that you have room to develop your ambitions; whether you are an adult or not is a trivial matter, so I just worry about you having no parents , the school is willing to give you this opportunity, you know?Tan Shouping is an old fox, and he sips tea with him, without leaking any water.

Take half a day to think about it, and give a reply before the evening practice.

Before leaving, Liu Yadong glanced at Shao Jinquan, who gave him a slight nod.Liu Yadong felt that there was kindness in that smile, very much like a tolerant father.

Going back to the dormitory to wrap up the agreement, the provincial assembly had just ended, and the three of them rushed to the changing room of the martial arts hall.There was a lot of noise inside, a row of numbered tin cabinets stuck to the wall, and live shirtless monkeys scurrying around, making it look like a big bathing place.Lanzhou's is next to Liu Yadong's, and Hu Ziqiang's is opposite.Luo Hai puts a headgear on his face and moves closer.When he wears this, his head looks like a plump glutinous rice ball being clamped left and right by chopsticks, and his facial features are like stuffing, almost squeezed out.He wriggled his lips, asked if he had the reward, and said that he beat so-and-so in public again this morning.

One of them is Guomo, who can eat five deep-fried dough sticks.Liu Yadong took off only his hurdling vest, put on a polyester tracksuit, and asked what was going on.Luo Hai was also vague: "I didn't listen carefully to the review, so I just said... Cut your hands with a razor blade? Beat people and scold them, call the giant salamander your mother, and let no one control him. Anyway, the newcomers I'm tired of reading this old three articles, I said I'll be honest if I eat fried dough sticks a few more times, who doesn't fear pain?"

Lan Zhou put elbow pads on his arms and said, "You used to eat deep-fried dough sticks, and that's what other people said about you."

"Tell me, say me, everyone has a temper, the key is who will take care of you when you talk about it here? Why don't you pretend to be a grandson." Luo Hai rolled his eyes and asked anxiously: "Hey, two hundred or three hundred? Don't Don't tell me."

"I didn't take it." Liu Yadong untied the button loop of the bodyguard, and put it on his chest.

"Ah? No?" Luo Hai's small eyes were rarely bigger than a slit, "What the hell are you guys calling to the school administration building early in the morning for? You didn't take me with you when you went three times. I don’t have a share! Have you changed the certificate?”

"You are so loud." Liu Yadong pinched his lips, "I arranged for you to go to the venue for others, you go?"

Luo Hai muttered: "Huh?!"

Hu Ziqiang fastened the button on his chin and stomped his feet: "It's done, talk while walking, the assembly is slow, and Lao Guang beats people again."

Speaking of Lao Guang Luocha, there is no objection at all, and saying that Lao Guang is strict with self-discipline, there is no objection at all.He has a bad mouth and a bad temper, but his principles are extremely fucking strong.Said to meet at 05:30, he will be there at 20 o'clock; said that he would punish you to eat twenty canes, beat you as a grandson, but never hit No.10; live.As a result, the sun returned to the horizon, and he was [-] minutes late for early training.They all waited obediently, until they heard the sound of thick phlegm spitting out, and then their skin tightened up, watching Liu Guoao enter the martial arts field with a cup of strong tea.He couldn't help taking a deep breath again, because he found that his face was as heavy as the bottom of a pot, and he looked even more like a throwback to his ancestors.The ancients called this the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of the building, which leaf is not afraid?

He frowned, stood in front of the team, and said with his hands behind his back, "Report the number!"

24 in total.Liu Yadong was at the back of the row, and he didn't see him, so he glanced at Lao Guang over the top of the front row.His eyes cut across everyone with iron hooks, obviously mixed with resentment.Liu Yadong was agitated, and instinctively felt that this emotion was related to him.Before he could figure out why, Lan Zhou nudged him lightly, and he counted nineteen.Lao Guang's eyeballs seemed to have been poised for a long time, so he aimed at them without hesitation.Liu Yadong sighed in his heart: Fuck it, it's over.

The early training corrected the footwork again.The content is boring, shut up and read, open your ears to listen, and practice as it is after the completion.

"I've said it countless times!" Lao Guanghou slapped his palm, "The basic legs must be in place, and you are not allowed to deform at all! What the hell are you called? Polio? Start from the ready position, shift the center of gravity back, you can move it Can you bend your knees? How many people are sitting in the backseat?! If you are lazy and can’t practice kung fu, let me tell you, behave yourself, and move as you please, don’t add and subtract by yourself Clever!" Lao Guang rolled up his sleeves and took a nap in the line: "Liu Yadong."

"arrive."

"Didn't you have enough for breakfast?"

"To!"

"You come out." Lao Guang lowered his voice and looked around at the crowd, "They all liked my demonstration."

Power is evil, and it is not absolute to say that it is a physical concept.Say the bottle cap can’t be unscrewed, but you can carry your belongings when it catches fire; you say you don’t have the strength to carry miscellaneous things, but you can replace them with red-haired ones, which can double the weight; I was really under the wheel, in fact, I could even move the car.It can be concluded that the more persistent the purpose of the embrace, the deeper the power.Liu Yadong didn't understand Lao Guang's purpose, but Guang had time to understand the pain.The people in the class were slightly dumbfounded, and they all knew that this was not called a demonstration, but called his mother to vent his anger, called a beating.

One foot landed on the ribs, Liu Yadong took two steps back, gritted his teeth and stopped, Lao Guang said that the toes must be hooked, and the legs should be pushed out horizontally by sending the hips!The kick landed on the right cheek, and Liu Yadong hardly turned his face back. Lao Guang said to pay attention to close the hips and knees, and must reach the insteps!Turning around and kicking off the collarbone, the force was so fierce that Liu Yadong was stunned. Lao Guang said that this is a fucking arc movement, and remember not to lean back too much!Then hugging, hooking, kicking and throwing, cutting off the legs to block, sweeping the legs back and forth, and then combining them together.

There were popping noises and one or two very low murmurs in the martial field.Liu Yadong became a living target, cooperated one by one, accepted silently, and almost fell to his knees in the end.

Hu Ziqiang was worried, and Luo Hai held back his mouth full of obscenities and dared not confide in them.

Lan Zhou raised his hand: "Report to the coach!"

There was an uproar that was replaced by silence, it was an advertisement in a ghost movie, and it was like a sigh of relief after the horror.Lao Guang retracted his feet, a circle of woolen trousers was exposed on the hem of his clothes, his chest was heaving, his face was covered with sweat, and his eyebrows were naturally drawn down, as if he had completed a meritorious deed. "Say something quickly."

"Can I replace him?"

More silent and more uproarious, like goodbye Dong Cunrui back then.If you want to be a hero, it is usually ridiculed by thousands of people, and whoever laughs loudly.

Hu Ziqiang yanked Lan Zhou's sleeve and moved his mouth: "Don't seek death."

Only Lao Guang stared and narrowed his eyes, looked at Liu Yadong and smiled: "What are you talking about? Can you still persist? Can you change with him?"

Liu Yadong rubbed his nose with the back of his hand, straightened his crooked headgear, straightened his back, "It's none of his business, I won't change it."

"Very good, with a bit of backbone."

Very good, very capable.

His feet and feet entered Liu Yadong's memory, and he will always be a shame in the future.When he was thirty, he received a call from Luo Hai, and learned that Lao Guang had died of throat cancer in the interrogation, so he could calmly treat these things as a legacy and make a review.Only then did he guess—Old Canton was angry because Tan Shouping told him that he would leave the team, leave school, and be someone else's watchdog.That has nothing to do with reluctance and cherishing martial talents.Lao Guang is simply unwilling.His uncontrollability of the fate of the world has turned into his possessive desire for the controllable.Said that the Sanda class is a flock of sheep, he is a border shepherd who is eyeing tigers. He is absolutely loyal to the shepherd, and he requires the flock of sheep to be absolutely loyal to himself.This is a subtle vice, a little elusive taste of human beings.

The canteen simmers pork ribs and bean curds at noon, eat ribs in the morning, eat bean curds in the evening, and cook rice in soup in the evening.The boys in the martial arts school eat like animals, purr, and look focused, as if they don't need to recognize the taste.

Liu Yadong was kicked to the Wu Zang Temple, and there was a scene of Guan Gong fighting Qin Qiong. He didn't eat a single rib, and Luo Hai ate all of it.Lan Zhou helped him scoop up an extra bowl of hot soup that tasted like washing pot water, and stared at him as he gulped it down.

As a result, when he returned to the dormitory, Liu Yadong felt a rush of sour heat before lying on the bed for a full moment.Lan Zhou was about to let him take off his clothes to see where the injury was, whether it was serious, and was standing up when Liu Yadong staggered when he jumped off the upper bunk.

Barefoot, Liu Yadong pulled out the washbasin under the bed with a "swish", bent his face down, and spat out "wow".Luo Hai was chewing on the rolled cream biscuit, and jumped off the bed in fright.He squatted down and patted Liu Yadong's back, looked into the basin, and saw a few wisps of bright red floating in the yellow, white and white water. "I'm fucking Dongge!" He was sobbing in an instant, "Old Guang kicked you and vomited blood?!"

Lan Zhou was agitated, squatted over to fix his eyes, saw the color in the basin, raised his head and shouted: "Liu Yadong?!"

"It's in my mouth." Liu Ya lifted the upper lip skin that was smashed by the premolars, "It's not that he vomited blood in his stomach, there's nothing wrong with it." He drooped his eyelids again, and put his hand on Luo Haiguang's head: "Why do you Why not make a movie? You play Chen Yongren."

"I..." Luo Hai's eyes sparkled, "Fuck me, I'm scared to death!"

"I'm going to fucking be fine."

Liu Yadong wiped his chin, and Karanzhou frowned, looking old.

"Stand up, and I'll take you to the consulting room."

Liu Yadong shook his head to express that he was only going. "I just want to lie down for a while." He rubbed his belly and stood up, and said happily, "What should I say when I go? Lao Guang demonstrated the moves for me to kick? I know if it's okay or not." He climbed to the upper bunk, Lan Zhou Taking a deep breath, he reached out and touched his cold ankle.

The four public fixed telephones beside the water house are covered with orange plastic domes.Hu Ziqiang spent half an hour on the phone, half of his face was cold from the cold, and the other half was hot from ironing.He has a 30-yuan telecom IC card, which is about to run out.On the other end was his aunt's daughter-in-law, who said that the old man had left well, without making any noise, and slept in a red pine coffin, which was decent in the village, but the government wanted to be cremated, so he only slept for a while.If you are learning martial arts and can't leave, you don't have to go back.

Ordinarily he should cry, not to say that he actually shed tears, but at least he could hear them a little bit, because that was his last blood relative, and he was completely an orphan in terms of emotion and reason.But no, there is no love anymore, his family love has long since dried up.Hu Ziqiang picked up the microphone, drew circles on the sand with his toes, faltered and said that he knew.One more sentence of relief seems to be dead in the mouth.Bai Qi breathed out and inhaled again, and hung up the phone.

There are lumps of snow on the open space, which is as white as a piece, and it has a taste of endlessness.Hu Ziqiang fumbled in his pocket, and found a hard card inside, with the sharp corner embedded in the flesh of his thumb, which was both painful and refreshing.The card was wrinkled, so I took it out to look through it, where there was a massage and beauty treatment, a number was written crookedly with a ballpoint pen on the beauty's papaya boobs.As if making up his mind, he dialed the number, waited for the tone, picked up his throat, and got through, but he didn't make a sound.Hu Ziqiang blushed all of a sudden, gulped down the cold air, and then choked and said, "Li Juan." His tone was as serious as reciting aloud.There was a snoring sound on the other end, a bad throat with a rustle, and an accentuated county suburban accent: "It's not open, who are you?"

"I am that one, Hu, Hu Ziqiang."

China must have tens of thousands of self-improvement.He blew his nose and asked, "Who?"

Li Juan was his first, and he was Li Juan's countless, how could he remember it?Dissatisfied and lack of reason.Hu Ziqiang stared at his toes, unable to find a suitable tone: "That's right, that day..."

"Oh! You, little friend." The head was happy, and the snot "chucked" back into the nose: "The one who can't find the hole after drilling the hole, call me mom."

Hu Ziqiang fell silent all of a sudden, and almost spontaneously combusted on the spot.He moved the receiver away, and he could hear her crackling laughter.Hu Ziqiang remembered that she had a faint dimple when she smiled, and there were few green pheasants in it.Hu Ziqiang put the handset back and listened quietly to her laugh, thinking of her vulgar beauty with slender eyebrows and red mouth.She laughed and choked on the noodle soup, and she was quite happy in embarrassment, and said oh my god, I choked to death.When it became silent, she wiped her mouth and asked, "What's the matter? I just said I won't open, and I'm not here." The other end was buzzing and chattering.

"Where are you?"

"On the train."

"where to?"

"Yuexi."

"You, you quit?"

"Then you invite me to drink the North Wind, kid?"

"..."

"Go back to my hometown and come back after the New Year."

"Oh, Yue, Yuexi." Hu Ziqiang raised his head and found that the sky was vaguely covered with rice milk, "Then, how long do you have to take the train?"

"Yuexi is in Anhui, and it will take almost a day and a night to arrive."

"It's so far away."

"What do you think? The train has to go over the mountain, and there is a big province next to it. It's wobbly." She slurped the leftover noodle soup, "Do you want to have fun again, kid? I'll raise the price when I come back after the New Year. One hundred packs cost three hundred per night, and the whole work will cost an extra 50 yuan."

"I don't have any money, I used it that time."

"Yeah? Can you blame me?" She giggled, "I don't accept credit in this business, and Miss Money doesn't open her legs."

"I didn't blame you..."

There was another series of laughs, and after laughing, he said: "Little friend, be a good person, and you will have money to spend. No one is your mother."

The bird swept away, and a shallow gray line was drawn in the rice milk.

When Liu Yadong thinks about things, he is prone to craving smoke, like a smell of tar, and his brain is soft and weak.Luo Hai fell ill, and Liu Yadong got out of the quilt with his head covered, and the pain disappeared when his internal organs were quiet.Lan Zhou sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, leaning on the iron ladder to read a small book, holding a bottle of hot boiled salt water in his hand, and the bottle rolled between his palms, ironing out a layer of pink on his palm.Liu Yadong leaned down half of his body and let out a "ha" sound on top of his head, which startled him.Liu Yadong laughed dumbly while hanging upside down, Lan Zhou squinted at him, and made a gesture of flicking his forehead.Liu Yadong rushed back to the upper bunk, the pain all over his body suddenly became worse, he hummed and fell flat.Lan Zhou rummaged for a while, stood up and touched his calf, and pointed out the door.In his hand was a bottle of safflower oil, with two limp red pagodas between them.

The frosted glass was broken in the bathroom in the dormitory floor. Arguably, it was not so dark and smelly, but the wind was blowing, and there was still a short howl like a baby crying at night.Therefore, Luo Hai squatted in the pit at night as fast as lightning, and Liu Yadong always suspected that he didn't wipe his buttocks clean.Lan Zhou ignited the "Fu" twice, and Liu Yadong took the lighter and ignited the cigarette for the third time.Liu Yadong asked him with eyebrows: Do you really have to watch it?Lan Zhou's mouth was knotted into a short horizontal line.Liu Yadong lowered his head a little bit, it will be done.

After taking off four layers, the flesh was exposed. There were dark clouds all over Liu Yadong's body, and the ribs were the darkest.Lan Zhou unscrewed the medicine bottle, poured the medicine in the palm of his hand, wiped it away with his palms, and the oily light was about to stick to Liu Yadong's ribs.Liu Yadong drowsily hangs a nerve—afraid of getting an erection.He kept his face fixed, turned around and said that you can't reach my back if you paint it, and I will do it myself, and the severity is more important.

The menthol in the medicated oil is so powerful that it makes the eyeballs foggy, and I have to squeeze them non-stop.Lan Zhou is a person who is subtle enough to procrastinate, caring about one point, often like time and manpower not included in the cost, the world stops, reduced to the only one at present, and puts into infinite care and concentration.Liu Yadong was hooked by Lao Guang, and his shoulders were red and swollen. He carefully stretched the trapezius muscle horizontally and vertically, stroking with five fingers in circles until the medicinal oil was completely absorbed, like treating an easy-to-wear damaged cultural relics.To put it bluntly, the technique is ambiguous at first glance, enough to make people imagine, but I don't realize it.

Liu Yadong almost thought that he was covering his hands with the salt water bottle because his palms were hot and weak at this moment, and he would not freeze him or file him.Liu Yadong wished that his cigarette ash would fall on his back, scalding his mind.

In the south is a big banyan tree, so tall that it is so green and green-headed that it appears by the window.Liu Yadong pressed the cigarette holder, and after a while rushed into the sewer to destroy the body and traces.I can't throw it along the window, but I was foolish/forced to do it once, the cigarette holder had long eyes, and it was thrown into the martial arts shirt where he was urinating under the wall downstairs, and burned his little purple tits/head.Violating school discipline and humiliating personal vendettas, the martial arts teacher chased and killed this idiot on the fourth floor with a sorghum broom, and the onlookers in the corridor stood on the inner and outer third floors, bustling like a zoo watching monkeys.That idiot became famous in the first battle, and was later honored as the "Dragon and Tiger Milk King".

Liu Yadong fanned the remaining smoke, and asked Lan Zhou: "What do you think? Are you going?"

"The intern? I can do it."

If Luo Hai was so vague, he would have slapped him over.Lan Zhou couldn't be more aggressive, so he just smiled and said, "You can jump into the fire if you want."

"I'm not stupid." Lan Zhou said "tch", "I'll go if you go."

Liu Yadong's scalp exploded, and he wasn't sure if there were bumps on his back.He was lucky to be able to explain that he was frozen in the twelfth lunar month of winter. "Why do you go when I go?" Liu Yadong was nervous.

Lan Zhou was stopped.He pulled up Liu Yadong's outer pants to cover the edge of his underwear, and after a while, he said, "I don't know, it's the same everywhere. I don't have any requirements for school or work, as long as I have something to eat."

"You can't go to Hong Kong just to eat."

Lan Zhou laughed and sniffed at the back of his neck, as if the problem was mentally handicapped, she said: "Then don't go, this is not three meals a day, you can't live without it." After a short pause, she added: "That was an idea."

Liu Yadong asked the third mentally handicapped question: "If I want to go, Hu Suner doesn't want to go?"

This is not a subjective question, there is no third answer.Liu Yadong put on his clothes layer by layer, beating drums and gongs in his heart, and his face was perfectly stitched.Lan Zhou stroked his fingers and went to the sink to wash his hands. The water flow was thin, comparable to the urine column of a prostatitis patient.Patter, cool, quiet.Lan Zhou turned on the faucet, "I'll go and he will definitely go, you don't need to ask him."

The leaves of the big banyan fluttered around Liu Yadong's face, like it was salivating and nagging on his shoulders, and said with a joking smile: "Oh, virtue, you are so nervous."Liu Yadong was thankful that he didn't need to explain anything to a tree.He subconsciously rubbed his eyes, and there was a sharp pain of being stabbed, the medicated oil is so vicious.Before he lost his vision briefly, the last image lingering in his irises was Lan Zhou wiping his hands on his pants, and then running towards him.

Old lady Lu's decisiveness and savagery, his son failed to inherit one point, this black-faced old lady, broad-shouldered and big, is like the children of the grassland nourished by beef and mutton, covered with a grape-gray jacket with smooth and dark lines, suddenly another breath Mother Earth Qi.Huang Dexiong compared Li Lianying to the Empress Dowager, the old lady put her shoulders on his neck and yelled at Li Lianying, so he just let it go.The following words are all for myself to ponder: nonsense!I have just opened a tumor on my neck, the meat is tender, can it withstand that crazy old woman pinching?The old lady stomped towards the school administration building, Huang Dexiong called the internal number to the school affairs office: someone is coming, someone is coming, be on guard.

Can't help it.The door of the principal's room was being locked, and watching through the glass window, grape ash flew in and out, clanging clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clano à la, mixed with gongs and drums yelling and cursing.There are only two "plays" in the vagueness, you are not a corrupt and messy thing to force me to break the law!Wrong, wrong, you have to take the money!Shao Jinquan was not good at making ethical fights, and he was not good at pretending to be a senior. He escaped and leaned against the corridor to smoke.

The reason why the dragon and the tiger are dragons and tigers, Tan Shouping told him first, is to take the spirit of the dragon and the will of the tiger; Qing Fuming.Only then did Shao Jinquan understand better, this is an illusion of belief that cannot be broken through through the filthy ant nest.Flying like a dragon, trying to link divinity with animality, it is destined to be just a scam.

Ruan red gold dyed the ground, and the color was moist at dusk.Shao Jinquan put a cigarette in his mouth, squinted his eyes, and watched the three figures approaching in the distance from the playground.He was almost a little relieved. He remembered that when he was seventeen years old, he was no longer forgiven by the world and walked alone.He is so poetic only once a year.