Zimo of Our Boyhood

Today's Wu Tong has completed the trilogy of attacking Shakespeare, and this afternoon he elegantly praised the way of chestnut chestnut and chestnut fragrance to draw a perfect end. It can be said that he has reached half of Shakespeare's realm and can be awarded The glorious title of "Sabbie Boy"~

The chestnut fragrance lasts forever... a chestnut smell, hahaha!Thinking of the scene where Wu Tong was scolded by Li Zi when he was praising in front of Li Zi in a serious manner in the afternoon, hahaha! !I couldn't help it, it was so funny! !

"Wu Tong, how can you be so talented. Rose, you are not called Rose, but still fragrant. Li Zi, you are not called Li Zi, but the chestnut fragrance will last forever~haha! Wu Tong, you are so funny~~" Seriously I imitated the scene of Wu Tong in the afternoon, it was so funny! !I couldn't help but hugged my stomach and laughed on the sofa, oh my god, my stomach twitched from laughing...

"Stupid human being, how can your ant-like wisdom understand the heart of the bright and bright moon that day." You just looked with contempt, right?right!right!

"The moon is fickle, full and waning every month, why should I understand this fickle heart." I also imitated Wu Tong's way of replying, and said that I did not forget to look like Xishi holding her heart and being sad, do you want to playI will play with you to the end~~~ Don’t think I’m still bullying, I’m also well-versed in poetry and books! !

"How many love poems do I need before you understand my heart, I tell you about Shakespeare, on the light wings of love, fly over the courtyard wall, or do you prefer to listen to Borges, what should I use to keep you, I give you the poor streets, the sunsets of despair, and the sorrow of a man who stares at the moon for a long time." This is the line in the script, right?Wu Tong, is it really good for you to watch me recite my lines with such affectionate eyes?Ahem...Actually, you can perform on stage now.

"I thought love was just a puff of smoke blown by a sigh. There are sparks in the lover's eyes that it purifies, and the tears of the lover are the waves it stirs up." Looking at Wu Tong's affectionate eyes, he couldn't help blurting out the words of the two days ago Words just seen.

"However, it is the most intelligent madness, the bitter taste of choking, the honey that can't be eaten. And how can I satisfy you for a moment. Oh, my dear cactus, my touch Do you want to look down on me, a poor person who admires you, and move your eyes into my heart a little bit." Wu Tong said, stretching out his hand to touch my head, although I am very satisfied with the expression, but this "cactus" three The word is too dramatic! !Looking at Wu Tong's approaching face, the affectionate eyes, I couldn't help but blushed a little, and my heart beat faster, this is too tempting to commit a crime...

"Crack!" Slapped Wu Tong's hand away, "After the inspection, you are ready to perform on stage." After finishing speaking, he extended his hand and fanned it. The weather is really hot!

"Cut!" Wu Tong distanced himself from me, walked into the kitchen and took out two bottles of Fanta, handed me a bottle, and then sat and read the script, and I read the script while drinking.Thinking of the conversation just now, I couldn't help taking a peek at Wu Tong, and suddenly thought of a question that had puzzled me for a long time.

"Wu Tong, I really don't know the meaning of adding me." Alas, I sat on the sofa and looked at the script I got. I complained. The script I got in the end was actually not changed at all. Locked up, seeing the cactus appear in human form at the moment of death.And it was at this time that I came out and swayed around twice, making an affectionate appearance to the painter, without even a line.

"It is said to give the painter a more romantic ending." Wu Tong looked at the script in his hand and replied to me.

"But I don't think it's romantic at all. The last scene where the cactus turns into a human is not clearly stated to be an act of God, but it is the artist's own fantasy. But if it is the artist's fantasy, I think it is a bit sad."

"Sad?" Wu Tong put down the script and looked at me and asked suspiciously

"Yeah, don't you think that if the cactus finally appeared in the form of a human in the painter's fantasy, it means that the painter has been assimilated by the thoughts of the people around him. He subconsciously hopes that the cactus can be a person, so that he and The love between cacti will not be insoluble in the world, and no one will stop them from being together and force them to separate. And precisely because of this, the interracial love is no longer pure."

Seeing that Wu Tong listened to my words and was silent and deep in thought, I went on to say, "Besides, if it was God who felt the artist's strong love for the cactus, it would be too pitiful. At the end of the painter's meeting with the cactus When I was talking about my love, I found that the cactus that I thought was a pure girl was actually a boy, chi chi—do you think this painter will go straight into the ground in anger.” Suddenly such an evil thought appeared in his mind, as if he had seen it all. The picture of the painter vomiting blood and dying in anger is like thinking that the person he loves is Zhu Yingtai, but after opening the box, he finds out that it is Ma Wencai. Maybe this is the feeling.

"Stupid human beings, no matter whether it is a well-dressed emperor or a shabby beggar, are all the same in my heart, not to mention the mere distinction between men and women, but they are all beautiful and white bones."

"Wu Tong, are you still addicted to acting? Don't make trouble! I'm serious."

"Stupid humans..."

"roll!"