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Except for Zhao Boyang, everyone else has gone back to their hometown to go to school. This phenomenon is actually very strange. Including Zhao Boyang, Jiang Qiutong and Yan Jinhan are all from S City, but they want to live in J City.

Zhao Boyang looked at me like a fool and said, "You don't even know this? Yan Jinhan is the second son, and Jiang Qiutong is the son of Uncle Jiang's concubine."

"So?" I still pretended to be ignorant and asked curiously.

"Hey...forget it, don't know too much, you carefree fool." Zhao Boyang shook his head, and dragged me to her mother to ask for sweets.

Zhao's father has not been in the city for a long time, so the Zhao family brothers are basically raised by Zhao's mother. Although the family atmosphere is very good, the two sons still like their mother more.At that time, Zhao Boyang's older brother, Zhao Boyan, was already in junior high school, and his seriousness in words and deeds was somewhat like that of Zhao's father.

"Mom, I'm back."

After Zhao Boyan entered the door, he changed his shoes and performed a routine routine: greeting parents, reporting the school itinerary, washing hands, going upstairs to do homework...

When Zhao Boyan came back, Zhao Boyang and I were sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV, which was broadcasting a cartoon called 'Black Cat Sheriff'.Zhao Boyang lacked interest in this, so his attention was quickly put on his brother.

"Brother, come here." The little Zhao Boyan waved his hand, beckoning Zhao Boyan to come over.

"What?" Zhao Boyan came down from the stairs and asked him.

"I'll go upstairs with you to do my homework." Zhao Boyang said.

He pulled the schoolbag from the sofa next to him, and Zhao Boyan carried the schoolbag for him naturally, holding hands, the two brothers went upstairs.

"Are you coming?" Zhao Boyang, who was holding hands with his brother, stood halfway up the stairs and asked me suddenly.

"No, I want to watch cartoons!" I replied.

Boring cartoons, boring schoolwork, and boring life...

I have a very strong feeling that I am already a dead person, but I am still alive.

This is very abnormal.

……

It lasted until the 2923rd day, and my life was finally no longer in a state of being incomprehensible and incomprehensible.Making friends and falling in love with the girl I like, all of these made me regain hope in life.

In reality, however, nothing has changed.

When you let yourself fall into the track of time, it is like dying.

People are so unreasonable, and they are always pursuing something tirelessly.

Profound power and wealth, superficial sex and jealousy.

What am I doing?

……

Xia Jun: "You won't tell my dad about this, will you?"

Me: "Why should I tell your dad?"

Xia Jun: "I thought you were angry, but it's actually the first time I have 'this'..."

Me: "Come on, treat me as mentally handicapped, it's just you doing it for the first time! Get the hell out of here!"

Xia Jun: "It's good that you don't want to."

Me: "If I don't want to do something, no one can do it."

Xia Jun: "That's how it is... that... this is our 'secret'!"

I see."

……

Wen Tao: "My sister has become a little strange recently."

Me: "That sister of yours has always been weird."

Wen Tao: "What do you think a girl in elementary school is thinking?"

Me: "I don't know, anyway, I thought about eating every day when I was in elementary school."

Wen Tao: "Okay, I'll go buy some food for her."

……

Me: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I apologize!"

Zhao Boyan: "You don't need to apologize to me, I just want to tell you, don't infect Boyang with those bad habits."

……

Zhao's mother: "Xiaojiao, what do you think is going on with Yangyang recently? His temper is so hot that he shuts himself in the room every day and doesn't want to come out..."

Me: "He may be under too much pressure from studying, I will take him out to play next time, just go out and play for a while."

Mother Zhao: "Hey, this child has something on his mind now..."

……

Jiang Qiutong: "City S is such a bad place!"

Me: "City J is a bad place!"

Jiang Qiutong: "Hey, when will you and Zhao Boyang come to see us?"

Me: "After the college entrance examination."

……

Tong Mu: "Our family is going to emigrate."

Me: "I know."

Tong Mu: "You know?"

Me: "Well... I knew it a long time ago."

Tong Mu: "Then you don't have anything to tell me, and I may never come back after I go."

Me: "Bon voyage, and, if you come back... I'll be there at any time!"

Tong Mu: "Okay... let's break up then, I dumped you! Do you know?"

Me: "I know..."

She had already turned and left.

……

Me: "Temptation really is everywhere."

Zhao Boyang: "Oscar Wilde said: 'The only way to get rid of temptation is to yield to it'; if it were you, would you yield?"

Me: "I've given in."

……

Xia Jun: "Hey, Yin Yu, tell me, do you think I like you?"

Me: "Well, you do like me."

Xia Jun: "Hey! I'm serious!"

Me: "Where it's cool, stay there."

Xia Jun: "I think I'm here for real this time, I'm not joking... Hey, don't laugh! What are you laughing at! I'm serious!"

Me: "Did you take my medicine?"

……

Me: "What kind of person am I?"

Zhao Boyang: "You are a stupid person."

Me: "Then what kind of person are you?"

Zhao Boyang: "I am a more stupid person."

Why do I?"

Zhao Boyang: "Because I am a close friend with someone like you!"

……

Mo Yan: "One of your feet has already stepped into the underworld."

Me: "I know."

Mo Yan: "You can only be considered half alive, because the memory of your previous life is still there."

Me: "I know that too."

Mo Yan: "Then what else do you not know?"

Me: "Master, I would like to ask you to count my luck..."

……

Me: "I'm looking for something to do... how about starting a 'cleaning business'?"

Zhao Boyang: "Are you going to clean up for others?"

Me: "Yes, you can't see it, so you won't know it. Many people's houses are full of 'dirty things'!"

Zhao Boyang: "Then what do you want me to be responsible for?"

Me: "I'm in charge of fooling around and contributing, of course you are in charge of accounting and management..."

……

Me: "Hello... hello..."

On the other side of the phone: "'ss'...'ss'...'ss'...'ss'..."

Me: "Hello... hello? How are you?"

On the other side of the phone: "Yin Yu! Help me! Come and save me!"

It's Ta.

Me: "I'll be right there! Where are you?"

On the other side of the phone: "I...'hiss'...at...'hiss'...road...'hiss' No. 2667...'hiss'...quick...!"

……

Me: "When I give in to temptation, that's it..."

Wen Tao: "What the hell are you talking about! Tell me quickly! Where is Wen Jie!"

Me: "She knows something she shouldn't know...so, you can't find her."

Wen Tao: "Tell me!"

Zhao Boyang: "Calm down, now..."

Wen Tao: "Why do you tell me to calm down? My sister has been taken somewhere by this scum!"

Zhao Boyang: "At least your sister is fine now. What we must make sure now is to know in advance how many people will be victimized!"

Mo Yan: "You, tell me, I can forgive you."

Me: "You all have nothing to do with me, right? Huh? I just won't tell you... Haha! I'm so anxious for you!"

Tong Mu: "Yin Yu, you just recruit."

Me: "Impossible baby, I promised others."

Zhao Boyang: "Tell me, I can trust you again."

Me: "I'm sorry everyone, kill me if you can."

Mo Yan: "I will pry your mouth open, just wait for me!"

Wen Tao: "What are you talking to him about!"

……

Me: "I... I'm innocent, those things... I didn't... Really, really didn't do it!... It wasn't me..."

TA "Shh... I know, I know... just bear with it, bear it for a while, and treat it as it is for me..."

……

Xia Jun: "Why did you agree with me to do this?"

Me: "Because I want to."

Xia Jun: "For me?"

Me: "It's for myself."

Xia Jun: "I don't understand."

Me: "You won't understand."

Xia Jun: "Then if one day...I mean if...will you do something for me?"

Me: "Not that day."

Xia Jun: "Are you still thinking about her?"

Me: "My soul belongs to her forever!"

Xia Jun: "What about the body?"

Me: "The flesh is the most false, so it belongs to me."

……

Me: "What if one day I put you to sleep?"

Zhao Boyang: "My dad and my brother will kill you."

Me: "Aren't you going to kill me?"

Zhao Boyang: "I am different from you."

Me: "What's different?"

Zhao Boyang: "I am kinder than you."

……

Me: "This is your fucking kindness?!"

Zhao Boyang: "This is my justice."

Me: "You are wrong."

Zhao Boyang: "?"

Me: "...you will know when the time comes..."

……

Before the age of 18, the body is not considered an adult, but the soul may have memories of at least forty years old.Contradictory, bizarre, confusing.They are all in an inescapable state.

The so-called maturity and immaturity are sometimes imagined by me as the soul has not yet awakened.

It was a very strange, indescribable feeling.

But there is no doubt that all of it makes me sick, the whole of humanity...

I shouldn't lie, but I'm selfish and only want to protect the people I want to protect, even if they are wrong, I know, I will pay for it.

[I promise that I will keep the secret, and will always be a gentleman to maintain the dignity and reputation of that person. I will replace him as a death row prisoner on the guillotine. Until I die, my soul will belong to him. ]

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☆, Respect ghosts and gods and stay far away: [Danmei: TheAbsurd]

【[-]】【English Homework】

Thefurthestdistanceintheworld (the furthest distance in the world),

Isn't between life and death

ButwhenIstandinfrontofyou (but whenIstandinfrontofyou),

Yet you don't know that (you don't know that)

I love you (I love you)

He pinned him on the mortuary table.

It was cold and lifeless, and it was originally used to carry the dead...

How many corpses were lying on it?How many corpses had he dissected on there?

He suddenly thought of this and couldn't help laughing.

He has never paid much attention to the flesh, these are just empty and illusory shells to him, similarly, he is not afraid of physical pain and degradation, what he indulges is only the flesh... He thought this way, and then slowly Lying on the mortuary table, he no longer struggled, as if he was allowed to be treated by that person as the meat of his ancestors, or a dead body.

He tore off his clothes, and the finely carved muscles and bones of the white skin were exposed in front of his eyes. He could even imagine that when he slowly cut open the muscle tissue with a scalpel The feel ---- must be very wonderful!

He closed his eyes, and before he lost his vision, he saw the ceramic ring on the little finger of his left hand --- the ring that symbolized the non-marriage, and he had the same one himself, and they were a pair.Now, they are a couple too.

He gently scratched his skin with the same cold knife, the blood rushed out of the epidermis, he gently licked them clean, and then began to suck and caress every inch of skin.

It's like two wild beasts mating, tearing, eroding, and biting each other's most vulnerable places, eating all the bones and flesh.Crazy, flamboyant sex, just like their frantic, flamboyant relationship.

His body was twisted to the limit of a human being, but he was holding his waist tightly as if trying to break him. The lines there were beautiful, with a perfect combination of fortitude and softness.He sought comfort in his body, and the blazing temperature burned the surging desire between them, which could not be extinguished.

finally!After the roar and the eruption of magma, after falling into silence, he pressed a knife against his throat, the throat was cut, and the blood in the artery spurted out with body temperature, he didn't struggle, he didn't even open his eyes, With a smile on his face, he waited for the sweet death... The pain after the passion faded was so exciting, he was keenly aware that he wanted his death.

This damn bond, this damn throbbing, this damn tenderness.

Damn him!Damn him!

So, he chose death.

We will eventually be entangled by human ignorance and ignorance.

However, he still couldn't witness his death with his own eyes, and couldn't personally bury him.

His fingertips still have his warmth, the crazy and unreasonable love between them, the immoral lust, it's unstoppable, it can't just end like this, he thinks so.

If you think you are beaten, you are; (If you think you are beaten, you are;)

If you think you dare not, you don't;

If you want to win but think you can't; (If you want to win but think you can't;)

It's salt most acinch you won't. (Then there is no doubt you will lose.)

If you think you'lllose, you'relost; (If you think you've lost, you've lost;)

Forout of the world we find, (for we find the world,)

Success begins with afellow's will; (success begins with afellow's will;)

It's allina state of mind. (Success is a state of mind.)

Life'sbattlesdon'twaysgo, (Life'sbattlesdon'twaysgo,)

To the stronger and faster man, (victory does not always go to the stronger and faster man,)

Butsoonerorlaterthemanwhowins, (The winner is after all,)

Isthemanwhothinkshecan. (Those who think they can do it.)

Wen Jie stopped swaying the smooth pen on the notebook. While she finished her English poetry recitation homework, she also completed a fragment that she had been imagining in private for a long time. The two protagonists who are choreographing are completely unaware of this matter.Because at this moment, they are busy looking for clues to new incidents in the morgue...

A prodigal son with a gloomy past and a cold-blooded and persistent forensic doctor, what an interesting couple!

Life and death, alive or dead, what kind of life, that is, what kind of death, she picked up the pen again and wrote a new story rustling...

【[-]】【Water in the brain】

A sentence with the same meaning, but different people will express it in different ways, for example, when expressing contempt.

Zhao Boyang would say: "Your brain is flooded!"

Yin Yu would say, "You've got Coke in your head!"

And Wen Tao would say: "Your brain is filled with shit!"

That day, in the box of the bar, at the birthday party, everyone was hanging out together, Wen Tao got drunk, stood on the table and began to perform a live striptease, when he stripped down to a pair of underwear, he was drunk He asked nonchalantly: "Do you want me to continue taking off?"

"Of course! Go on! Go on! Go on!"...

Someone started booing, and rhythmic clapping and whistles echoed throughout the box.

"I'll go! Go home and take off by yourself!" Wen Tao said, which proved that he was not drunk yet.Putting on his clothes, he jumped off the table, and fell down beside Yin Yu amidst boos, the man dodged and leaned toward Zhao Boyang in disgust.Ever since the rebellious period of youth passed, he has become a "good young man" who only kills and sets fire, rarely smokes and drinks, um, such a young man!

"How is it? Isn't it fragrant?" Wen Tao raised his eyebrows and licked his dry lips.

"Fuck you!" Yin Yu scolded with a smile, thinking that this person is hopeless, he's in the terminal stages of insanity.

Good and evil, black and white, honesty and hypocrisy, purity and complexity.

Zhao Boyang still has the "abstinence face" that Wen Tao has always ridiculed. Similarly, he doesn't drink much and never smokes. When he was in college, the lungs of patients with advanced lung cancer made him deep impression.

Wen Tao is a person with a weird and unpredictable temper, crazy, irritable, and irritable. He doesn't have any qualities that a smart person should have, but his brain is still damn bright.

Yin Yu is as unruly as before, but he is unusually sober. He is a little nervous, so this is also the reason why he doesn't drink much. He wants to drink and likes to drink, but he can't drink, especially today, today is Zhao Boyang's birthday Party, but no matter what, the guests still have more fun than the birthday star...

"You guys go ahead." He dropped a sentence coldly, and Zhao Boyang, who finally couldn't bear the smog, fled quickly, followed naturally by a nervous Yin Yan.

"Hey, let me share my impressions of being 25 years old." In the 24-hour convenience store, Yin Yu munched on oden while poking Zhao Boyang who was staring blankly at the road outside with his elbow.

"It's been another year since I became a corpse." Zhao Boyang said weakly.

"Oh, that's it..." The person next to him pondered for a moment, then lowered his head and continued to eat oden.

The night outside is lonely and lonely, the street lamp stands alone on the road, and a tree is by its side.After Yin Yu finished eating Oden, he found that Zhao Boyang had fallen asleep lying on the table. He smiled helplessly, shook his head and resigned himself to carrying the person on his back. The person on the back was very light. Based on the weight standard, then this person should belong to the kind of "weak and thin".But in fact, Zhao Boyang is in good health and works normally, the only thing is that he doesn't grow muscles, and he doesn't even have a chance to grow fat...

"Alas..." Yin Yu, who had to go back in the middle of the night with a person with a super accurate biological clock on his back, let out a long sigh. Obviously no one was drunk, and he still had to go back like a drunk cat.

"Meow~" Pushing open the door, a big cat rushed over, Yin Yu quickly dodged, and the cat ran away.

"Meow~meow~" It scratched the trouser legs of the person who avoided it and flung itself into his arms in dissatisfaction.

In fact, Yin Yu really wanted to kick the cat hard while Zhao Boyang was asleep, and then yelled: Get out of here!I hate hairy things the most!But he couldn't do it because he was still carrying someone behind his back.

Putting down Zhao Boyang, taking off his shoes, changing his clothes, wiping his face... a whole set of services that only drunks can enjoy, Yin Yu began to slander this damn habit.Zhao Boyang slept soundly. During the day, he went to two venues and participated in a meeting. He also gave a class to the rookie. At night, he was dragged to a carnival after work... He was obviously the most indifferent person, but he still couldn't stand it The enthusiasm of the crowd, despite the fact that he didn't know most of the people who came to his birthday party to wish him a happy birthday.

In the past, birthdays were either spent with his parents and elder brother or with Yin Yu. The reason is very simple, because he has no friends.

Covering the sleeping man with a quilt, Yin Yu turned off the light and went out of the bedroom. The arrogant young man named Shell was staring at him, so there was another long sigh of helplessness... After serving the master Serving the cat... What kind of fate is this!He is an evil spirit who escaped from hell!How can you be like an old lady?

Next time, if there is another time, Zhao Boyang dares to sleep outside with his head covered and doesn't care, he, Yin Yu, will definitely leave him there!Just wait and see!As he thought hard, he began to pour cat food for Bei Ke... Unfortunately, there will be no next time, Zhao Boyang's 26th birthday party has no place for him at all.

The friendship that parted ways, gone, disappeared.

Man, why have you learned lies and vanity, cruelty and contention since childhood?Is this the gift of humanity?The truly sublime and omnipotent reason, the ignorant ideal, are all so empty.You worship the sages, you read classics, you think about philosophy, you introspect alone, you stand in a lonely position, indifferent to the world... Finally, boom!exploded!Bloody!Go fuck yourself!Disgusting, ugly, is the world!Everyone who is filthy can only become more filthy...

"Those gloomy pasts, I don't care, and I don't care."

He smiled and stuck the needle into the blood vessel...slowly pushed it down...

"You pervert!"

He cursed, frowning in disgust.

"Each each other..."

He was still laughing, and with a smile on his face, he closed his eyes and slowly felt the pleasure, blending into the illusion.

The story goes on, it's just that no one is there anymore.

◎After the convulsion theater:

Wen Tao: "Am I an alcoholic and an exhibitionist? O_O"

Zhao Boyang: "I'm actually not that off-line, and... I have a girlfriend!_"

Yin Yu: "I don't know what to say, I'm not a character in a novel written by ×××, what kind of decadent and melancholy are I playing with when I have nothing to do! ￣▽￣"

Wen Tao: "Hehehe... Is it because life is too boring recently that the author has a convulsion? T_T"

Zhao Boyang: "⊙_⊙He suffers from convulsions every day. It is said that the direct cause is..."

Yin Yu: "Because of being poor! (~￣△￣)~"

Wen Tao: "Oh, that's it. ヽ(￣д￣;)ノ"

Yin Yu: "That's it, so the author can only escape reality by arranging the ambiguity and entanglement between us. Hey, it's so pitiful...~>_<~"

Zhao Boyang: "By the way, do you really hate Shell that much? ヾ()"

Yin Yu: "No, I actually hate your brother the most. ∩_∩"

Zhao Boyang: "...O_O"

Yin Yu: "And your father. ∩_∩"

Zhao Boyang: "...O_O"

Wen Tao: "...O_O"

Wen Jie: "...O_O"

Wen Tao: "Little Jie! Why are you here too? ^V^"

Wen Jie: "According to the needs of the plot, the author requires in black and white that all danmei plots are written by YY. ⊙ω⊙"

Wen Tao: "Oh... O_O"

Wen Jie: "Oh... O_O"

Yin Yu: "Oh... O_O"

Zhao Boyang: "Don't form any more formations!_"

Wen Tao: "Those who break the formation will be dragged out and killed!"

Zhao Boyang: "No one wants to see you playing idiots here!"

Yin Yu: "_(:з"∠)_That's not what he said, we are not playing idiots, how can the author make up the word count? "

Wen Tao: "That's right...()"

Wen Jie: "Then I'll go first! Bye~O(∩_∩)O"

◎Wen Jie stopped the pen in her hand and ended her day-long fantasies. At this moment, she was thinking, when can she switch to using a computer to write?

--END--

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☆、Unsolvable: After the nightmare, the cloud is light and the wind is light

I should not be a person with many dreams. I often wake up until dawn as soon as I cover myself with a quilt.

However, such dreams occasionally occur since I was a child --- I always dream that others are robbing me.

This kind of dream is always very vague. Who is it and what is it that robbed me? In the dream, there are all kinds of things, as small as a piece of fruit, as large as my entire net worth...Anyway, as long as this kind of dream occurs, I will not let it go. Hope to get a good night's sleep.

Although the content of each dream is different, there is only one theme --- snatching!And I'm the victim.

In fact, I should ask myself, this kind of dream is not even on the edge of a nightmare, so I really don’t need to pay too much attention to it, but after all these years, I still can’t let go of it, but it’s just that this one after another doesn’t hurt or hurt. Itchy dreams, and the indelible boredom and heartache after waking up from the dream!

I know, this is heart disease.Very hypocritical.

It was a very abstract feeling, which had nothing to do with the dream itself, but I always lived in the dream very sad, and then cried until I woke up from the dream, the sorrow, resentment and pain stuck in my chest Emotions will still be very clear about me.

I froze as if out of control, and it took a long time to calm down.

I have to experience this kind of strange dream and the weird emotion brought about by waking up three or four times a year. Roughly speaking, since I was five years old, this problem has been with me for a full 14 years.And today, this scene happened to be seen by Zhao Boyang.

His reaction didn't seem to be faster than mine. He looked frightened at first, and then he realized what was going on. He jumped off the bed in a hurry, ran to my side and called my soul back...

I could see all this clearly, but in a daze.When I finally came back to my senses, I wiped my face, and the tears on my face actually startled me.

I looked down and saw that the white pillow under my head was more than half soaked with tears, and after it dried up, it was dotted with spots...

Later, Zhao Boyang told me that I had been rambunctious since the middle of the night, shouting and shouting, and later punched and kicked myself in the air, but he couldn't wake me up no matter how much he screamed.Before I calmed down for a while, I started to cry again. He was stunned for a moment when he saw me crying so hard. When had he seen me like this?It wasn't until I stopped crying and sat up in a daze that he didn't think of "waking up" me.

After listening to him give a general idea, I realized that my "strange dream syndrome" is getting worse and worse.I wiped off the wetness on my face with the back of my hand, and I felt that my eyes were sore, and even the eyeballs were sore, probably because I cried a lot when I was dreaming.

What was the content of the dream? After waking up, I can’t remember it all. Anyway, I was robbed of something. I’m so sad.

At the same time, it's enough to cry and make a lot of noise before giving up.

She closed her eyes hard and said "I'm sorry" to Zhao Boyang.I really couldn't bear the exhaustion, so I squinted away again soon. This time, I didn't have any more dreams, but it was not very comfortable to sleep on the pillow that was mostly wet with tears.

Now no matter how many things or how big things are, I just want to wait until dawn to talk about them.

……

When I woke up, it was already daylight. Taking advantage of the time, I went out and bought some food and came back.Zhao Boyang also woke up when he came back. Regarding my nightmare last night, he didn't say a word to embarrass me.

Originally, I came to this land with him to travel, thinking that it was rare to relax.Unexpectedly, I didn't realize until later that the reason why Mo Yan helped so generously was to book air tickets and hotels. It turned out that he was telling me to come here to pick up a difficult case. After all the busy work was over, the vacation was coming to an end. up.

Fortunately, Zhao Boyang, who was with me, was reasonable enough, and followed me around without complaint.

"This time, thank you!" I said.

"It's okay, next time you make it up for me." Zhao Boyang took out the bread in the plastic bag and took a bite, said this to me very plainly, then he shook his cheeks and started to eat.

I have been sitting on the opposite bed looking at him, and I can't tell what's wrong, but I suddenly feel that this picture is so fucking warm and harmonious!If this were left in the past, he would definitely tear my heart apart when he saw me, how could he still eat with me?

"If you look at me again, I won't be able to eat any more." Zhao Boyang gave me a strange look, then threw me a bag of food, and told me not to watch him eat anymore.After I picked it up, I bowed my head and laughed silly.

TOOF/U/C/KING CUTE!

Sure enough, I still care about some things in particular.

The cruelty is over, now, I just want to be peaceful.

Two days later, our vacation was over. On the way to the airport after packing our luggage, Zhao Boyang read a book of poems with relish.

I saw one of them that said:

If it rains after rain,

If there is still sorrow after sorrow,

please let me face this parting calmly

leave.

Smiling and continuing to search,

an impossible

you.

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☆、Special episode: July and a half

On the [-]th day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, Taoism calls it the Hungry Ghost Festival, Buddhism calls it the Yulan Festival, and the folks used to call it "July and a half".

Folks believe that July is the "ghost month".

Legend has it that every year on the [-]th day of the sixth lunar month, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who is in charge of hell, will open the ghost gate to release hungry ghosts, and will not close the ghost gate until July [-]th.In other words, from the first day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar to the [-]th day of the seventh month are days when the gates of hell are open.

Therefore, July is called "ghost month".The fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month is the most cloudy day, so it is called "ghost festival".

July [-]th is the day to worship ancestors. According to folk customs, on this day, people will bring cakes, wine, food, paper money and other items to the cemetery, offer tribute to the tomb of their relatives, burn the paper money, light incense candles, and plant new flowers on the grave. soil, fold a few new green branches or rice and insert them on the grave, and then kowtow to worship...

Some people also use ghost paper to make some houses, clothes, furniture, etc., take them to the grave and burn them, so that they can be used by the dead in the underworld, implying that the dead lived a good life in the underworld without worrying about food and clothing.

In some areas, especially in some coastal areas, in addition to worshiping ancestors, people also have the custom of releasing river lanterns.

River lanterns, also known as lotus lanterns, are usually made of paper, or hollowed out of watermelon, pumpkin or kohlrabi, with candles inserted in the middle and placed in the river.Putting river lanterns is a traditional custom of the Chinese nation. It is used to mourn the lost relatives and pray for the living.

July [-]th is the most cloudy day, and there are many taboo customs, you must know!

For example, you should be solemn and dignified when offering sacrifices, and it is advisable to dress in black and gray, and avoid red and purple colors such as red.Otherwise, it is easy to cause evil spirits and cause trouble for the upper body.When worshiping, you must have a serious and correct attitude, and you must not make loud noises, speak rudely or behave indecently.It is said that otherwise it will disturb the soul of the deceased, and the severe one will lead to resentment.

On this day, one should return before the sun sets when going out, otherwise the yang qi will recede and the yin qi will grow, and the weak and sick people will be more likely to be harassed by yin qi.When going out to play, it is best to go together and avoid shady valleys and wilderness.If you encounter a cemetery in the wild, you must walk through it with a pious heart, and you must not make noise, noise or other profane acts.

On the night of July [-]th, due to the heavy cloudiness, it is better not to go out as much as possible, especially for people with weak four-pillar numerology.And for those who have to go out, they should