I guess this couple probably got married a long time ago. Such an interesting moment, it is estimated that they will laugh now. I remember when this big brother saw me holding a camera, he smiled back at me, as if to say, learn, boy.
It is a virtue for Chongqing men to rake their ears, and it is also a way to adjust their lives. Chongqing men still have many leisure interests of their own. They love their wives, eat, cook, tell jokes, adjust the atmosphere and play mahjong.
A few years ago, I went to Chongqing and went to Junfeng's dormitory. The dormitory of New Poetry College of Southwest University is naturally filled with all kinds of poems, like a small library. Jun Feng said, don't worry. Roommates are very casual. Having hot pot together in the evening, I met one of my roommates, who is from Chongqing.
As soon as he sat down, this buddy contracted almost all jokes and jokes, telling poems and jokes, and talking nonsense. Everything was in place. A table is full of people. He plays mahjong in various venues every week and plays mahjong in the mahjong hall outside the school for three nights.
Chongqing people are also famous for playing mahjong. You can't play mahjong in Chongqing, and you won't have many friends.
In the summer evening, there are many sheds along the Jialing River or other beaches. Chongqing people soak their feet in the water to rub hemp, play mahjong, drink beer and eat grilled fish, which is comfortable.
When it comes to Chongqing men, I think of Brother Zao and Zhang Zao. He is from Hunan, studying, writing poems and living in Chongqing. He is gluttonous, loves to eat, loves to play, drinks and smokes, is interesting and has an accent. He also said over and over again, "lead an interesting life."
He is crazy about food. He once took off his fur coat at a friend's house when he first met him, in exchange for drying ham on the balcony.
His temperament fits well with Chongqing, as if his poems were more interesting in Chongqing.
His poems are as sweet and interesting as his name. "When I think of things I regret in my life, Mei Huajiu is full of Nanshan." This sentence became chongqing nanshan's business card. Needless to say, Zhang Zao's poems, his theory of meta-poetry, are just reading his poems.
He is extremely strict about writing and is walking on thin ice. If he is not satisfied with it, he will destroy it himself. In the mirror, Bai Hua snatched the danger back when it was destroyed.
Because of his conscious and rigorous writing, he only left more than one hundred poems in his life. It is enough to read his poems one by one. A good poem is like fish soup. You need to feel its heat, pick out its fishbone and taste its delicacy.
(I can't help but put a handsome photo of Brother Zao)
Sometimes, fun and fun are like magnets, and they are bound to meet. I met a friend of Zhang Zao's named Huang Ke. He is a Chongqing native, businessman and gourmet.
When he was young, he met Zhang Zao. They all love poetry and literature, and they all eat food. Zhang Zao's taste buds were liberated in Huang Ke. Huang is a good cook, and he is good at beef soup. Zhang Zao later wrote Huang Ke.
Chongqing is rich in dock culture. Later, Huang Ke went to Beijing and also brought the Jianghu Wharf to Beijing.
Don't ask who it is and where it comes from. All the people who entered Gate 606 of Wangjing were guests. They came, ate, wiped their mouths and left. After another wave, the lively water platform was put on for nearly twenty years.
There are poets, painters, screenwriters, directors and frustrated young people. Whether it's pimps or celebrities, everyone eats festive dishes around the running water mat.
There are only 3,000 diners in Meng Changjun, and Huang Ke has the nickname "Wangjing Meng Changjun".
Whether it is the romance of celebrities, the free and easy performance art, or the cultural salon on the tip of the tongue, the Yellow Gate Banquet is unique.
A family dinner and a flowing life are a kind of heroism and tolerance, and also a thorough understanding of life.
No matter what the purpose is, its original intention is related to Huang's love of playing, eating and making friends. This is more or less some characteristics of Chongqing men.
The landscape of great rivers and mountains has also influenced the character of Chongqing people more or less. The magnanimity of Chongqing men is also different from that of the northern masters. Their heroism is also as delicate as running water, for example, they love their wives. So rake your ears, such as cooking and cooking a good table.
There are many Huangmen Chongqing hotpot in Beijing. I once had a hot pot in Wangjing. The environment is comfortable, the ingredients are fresh and the beef soup is really good. )
When I was in Beijing, I once attended a new book launch conference. At the dinner party with flashing lights, I saw Huang Ke thinking with a red wine glass, just like Huang Ke's "sitting" written by Zhang Zao in his prose.
Later, I also attended several movie parties in Huang You. Huang Ke paid for the film and showed very small independent films. After the movie, he smiled and nodded, and everyone walked out of the theater together. He put on a black hat, tidied up his windbreaker and disappeared into the cold wind in the dead of winter in Beijing.
If I remember correctly, Acheng was born in Beijing and his ancestral home is Chongqing. Cheng, the old man, needless to say, is a writer among writers. Wang Shuo said that every few decades in Beijing, a person will become a boutique, and Acheng is the person who cultivated the boutique in these decades.
Needless to say, Acheng three kings, short novels, essays, essays and so on. It's all classics. I have read his book many times, and each time I have a different feeling.
Sometimes when I am in a bad mood, I will read the old man's book again, and I feel much calmer after reading it. Not the healing system, not the chicken soup, but sometimes his fun, wisdom, and the story itself, or the pleasure of reading.
He tells stories honestly, like an old man and a grandmaster. Hit your head with a hookah when you're immersed. You seem to be suddenly enlightened and your brain is bright.
Why do you always look through Acheng's books? Sometimes it's even more annoying when you try to turn over other people's books, turn to the middle or barely finish reading them. Fuck, what did you write? Because no one is so reliable as the old man, he tells stories honestly, he tells the truth of cutting roots, and his every word is reliable.
(I can't help but put a photo of my old man)
It seems that fun is an instinct of Chongqing people, or a natural temperament. Chongqing men are free and easy, interesting and talented. They gag, drink and rub cards, talk nonsense, write poems and swear words. Some people are really omnipotent and perfect.
Besides being beautiful, Chongqing girls are more interesting to stick to a playful tone. It seems that life is an interesting experience for Chongqing people. The Chongqing people I met, both men and women, have good personalities. I don't know if there are any media statistics on suicide rates in various places. I think Chongqing is definitely at the bottom.
Men in Chongqing love spicy food, delicious food, cooking, wives, making friends and interesting things. Life is free and easy, bold and interesting, and they naturally have many friends.
Yuan Hongdao, a Ming scholar, said: "I am not addicted to those people whose language is tasteless and disgusting." Zhang Dai also wrote in "Tao An Meng Yi": "People can't make friends without addiction because they are heartless. There is no communication between people without shortcomings, so there is no true qi. "
It is good for a person to have hobbies, curiosity, impulse and persistence. If you have nothing in your eyes but a little taste and nothing you love, how can you push your true feelings to things and people? How do you create good things?