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In the autumn of 2008, I came to Beijing to go to college. I lived in a dormitory when I first went to college. At that time, everything was in order. It was very hot that autumn. I always wear a pair of faded old jeans.

A piece of brown.

Colored sweater and a pair of white converse. My hair is still short. I brought a radio.

I was a good student when I first went to college. In the morning, I listen to English news broadcast internationally, and in the evening, I listen to rock music programs broadcast internationally. Then there was a movie called pirate radio. over there

That was a good performance.

Very real. That's how I listen to the radio. After lights out, I put on my clothes, lit a cigarette and turned on the radio. Listen on the clothesline. There will be fights in the boys' dormitory. And women.

Primitive tip

Call. Everything is punk.

In autumn, I wrote a play called Utopia, which tells the story of several children. The play was appreciated by the president of the drama club. By some strange coincidence, I joined the drama club. while

Sit on it

Assistant director of major drama, participating in the competition of university drama festival. The real story begins at this time. I met the land when I was casting for Utopia.

I participated in the selection of actors. Many young artists came that day. Everyone is wearing the same pencil pants, high-top converse shoes and tight T-shirts. The fragile and melodramatic expression on their faces makes

I think

Good land comes very late. His face is pale and his hair is messy. The title he drew was: On the bus. He performed Star Wars on the bus. He is foolishly avoiding it.

playtime

I think he is very beautiful. He is always absent-minded, especially thinking about something. I noticed a pick hanging around his neck and said by land, "Can I have a body?"

? "However,

Then he left.

Land became the first hero of Utopia.

The land looks like a marijuana cigarette. At this moment, he just opened a mouth on me.

This is a delicate process. When I disagreed, he had completely opened my body. My body is open and all the forces will come in. Good, bad, and then

He is nothing.

Leave this open body irresponsibly and go away.

Before Utopia began to decorate, I still listened to the radio every day, took a shit in class, and smoked behind the teaching building before dawn. On the surface, I am like every ordinary good boy.

UnitedTownsOrganization

After the release of Bang, you can often see land. He is always so pitiful, curled up in the corner and smoking around his neck. I never know what to say to him. We just breathe in silence, like a mystery.

One day, when we were silent, he suddenly said to me, "Let's go out and rent a house. I used to live outside with my girlfriend. But now, we broke up. So let's

rent a house

How about Zi? We are partners. "I paused and said," I'll think about it. " He laughed for a while, put out his cigarette and went back to the rehearsal room.

During that time, I was infatuated with everything about teenagers. It is the kind of smiling, innocent and hopeful teenager. Lu Lu badminton is a young man, though he is not a hopeful man.

Although he

Is a bereaved person, you will feel doomed and destroyed when you see it, and there is no way out at all. I have to admit that he fascinates me.

On the day when he offered to rent a house and be a land partner with me, something happened at the same time. I have my own band ~ just like a miracle, four people poured out and formed a band.

. my

The name of the band is zzz, which means Zazaza Magpie. My band is like a warm triphop, warming my body with slightly psychedelic colors. Without a band, life would be mediocre.

Will make me

Pain. In this way, naturally, Lulu and I rented a house as a rehearsal room, garbage dump and home. Only then did I know that there was also a band on land, which had been formed for a long time.

In the circle

And a little famous.

Our home is between Wudaokou and Shangdi, which is similar to a place in the urban-rural fringe. Old house, narrow two-bedroom apartment. We live on the fifth floor and have a ladder to climb to the top. quiet

Deep walk

The corridor smells of earthworms, and there is a hole in the window of the land house. We bought red and blue velvet cloth in Dazhong Temple wholesale market to cover the snot-filled wall. in this

Sample showroom

Listen to the velvet highway once in a while. It's beautiful. Such a rusty and trembling old building is my first home in Beijing. I was an independent person, and I was an independent person in everything I did.

People. I

Desire is that simple. I have a partner, a family and a band. I think I can die in my eyes.

I'm glad to cooperate by land. We all live on campus when there are classes, pretending to be like every ordinary college student. Go home for rehearsal on Thursday. After the rehearsal, we climbed to the sky one by one.

Taiwan Province, drink.

Wine, flying leaves. Our drummer always squeaks. Our home will soon become a pigsty. Guitar and stereo wine are lying on the ground.

Bottles, mossy cups, dirty clothes. I always thought it was the best time of my life. I'm being squeezed and released. Everything is just right.

Unfortunately, Lu Lu and I are more and more alike. We are interacting and infiltrating at a very dangerous speed. Our band has just been established, and we have been following the Lu band to warm them up.

. at that time

We always perform in D22. The stage there is small, but it feels good and very bar. After the performance, everyone else left, and Lu and I sat in D22. All the bartenders there know us. we

Sitting there

In the room, drinking hot beer for the band, eating peanuts and watching the video of the performance. Land is rubbish, I am a garage psychedelic. We have been together for a long time, and grunge on land also has a mystery.

Phantom color

My psychedelic writing always has a grotesque tone change at the climax. We sat in D22 and began to sweep the floor. We walked home in three steps, holding hands, wriggling in strange shapes. we

place of residence

Fang is even more ridiculous. Late at night, all the buildings were dark except the street lights. There is a Shaxian snack that is open all night. Fujian people pour honey water for us. We ate small wonton silently. greyish-green

Moth light

Tap the light bulb, poop-poop. Everything is wonderful.

That winter was very dry and warm.

We listened to many songs in winter. I feel as if I have heard all the songs in the world. To this day, when I hear a song, I think I heard it at that time. We rely on the biggest one.

Lanny's

Next to the speaker. Drinking wine and listening to songs. Whenever this happens, I always feel jumpy. I dreamed of this life when I was in high school, leaving the party in my room like those books and movies.

replace

Marijuana and boys. Every day, when I am wearing a school uniform and riding a bike to write a test paper, these pictures hover in my mind like picture frames. Now I live with the land like this.

health

Live. But I deeply feel that I am getting old.

I have to mention a song. It's a song of Trojan horse in Jelly Empire album called Fei Fei Run. This is a song written by Trojan Horse to his woman Ruan Feifei. When Lu Lu badminton and I were in high school,

I've all heard of it.

This song, although now we have become friends with Ma, when Mao was young, we still sat on the second floor drinking with Ma. He is not that tall. He can tell jokes. But all these hinder our understanding of this song.

Fascinated,

There are always songs of Trojan poets hovering at home. I like that sentence: warm your whole journey with my melodious singing voice. I always change this song to Lulurun. I have all kinds of cosmic sound bombs on my synthesizer.

Play this song

Song. On land, I always smile foolishly and say, "That's great."

Give me a promise, and I will always be by your side.

It was my last day with Lu Lu badminton. We all reached a peak, and every night we were as drunk as a fiddler, unable to write songs or speak. I was fed up with the land. He is very vulgar.

Unbearable,

He tricked too many girls into going home, having sex and then dumping them. I often quarrel with him. I was a real psycho when we quarreled. Once after dinner with me, he followed me in the corridor.

I said:

"I don't want to rent this house." I said, "Then where do you live?" He said, "I usually live in a dormitory. On weekends, just find a girl to live with. " I didn't make any noise. Back home, I put his

effector

It is broken. Then I lifted his acoustic guitar and smashed it. He grabbed my hand and said, "Don't do this. Are you out of your mind? ! "At this time, the expression on his face became stronger. This makes me

angry

Pushed to the top, I smashed his piano many times. We all stared at the broken body of the guitar. I have a box piano exactly like him, Yamaha fa700. His piano is painted.

Face,

Mine is frozen hunger. I stared at the piano and thought of us playing on the roof together. We can see many stars who make us feel that folk songs are more beautiful than rock and roll. Our piano bags are all pasted up.

Look lucky.

A strike is half a cigarette case. I don't know what kind of state I was in. I was so angry that my hands shook. At this moment, I saw my piano, and I was lying sadly.

A pile of wine

In the bottle. I just can't do it. I started crying, and I couldn't stop. At this time, the land made an action that surprised me. He pushed me down, and then we fought. There is no such fight.

Acoustics

That night we cried, laughed, listened to music and fought together. The power went out in the middle of the night, so we played in the dark. The limbs are intertwined, and the painful people are put together.

, violently

Emotions are released. I had an out-of-body experience at that time. Too close, too close. We exchanged souls. We have heard of Fei Fei Run many times. All the songs ran away.

, only

This damn song keeps playing. We destroyed half the things in our house. We are all bleeding. We're crazy. At dawn, there is only one thought in my mind. I think: I am going to die. Land (dry)

The road to the sky

When it comes on, ask me, "Are we still partners?" I said, "Yes." He thought for a moment and said, "But you crossed the line."

I am very weak in the morning. It's cold in the morning.

We didn't part immediately after the bloodshed. When we performed together for the last time, a little fan of Land came to me and asked, "Are you Land's girlfriend?" I have to go now./I'm leaving now.

a little while

God said, "Yes." Small fan beamed, and she said, "I can feel it. Your aura is like. When you were sitting outside just now, although you didn't speak, I could feel it very strongly.

It’s your turn.

Our souls are communicating. "I burst into laughter. Laughing makes my hands shake again. I thought: on land, we have crossed the fucking line. In the first stage of the story, this is my last day with Lu Lu badminton. I

Children drink.

Lots of warm beer. It snows in Beijing, and the first and last snow in winter. We fell asleep at D22. When I woke up the next morning, the land had gone. I'm broken

head

Go home. The rooms on the land have hardly changed. The speaker is still drinking an electric guitar. Without his computer and monitor headphones. He put the blue pick around his neck on the table. Everything else remains the same.

. maybe

Because of this, I subconsciously think that the land has not gone. Until a few days later, the drummer of their band said to me, "I don't play on land." I don't believe that he will move towards a new life.

I didn't move. I put on the blue pick left by the land on purpose and lived in that house all spring. I made a lot of boyfriends and a lot of puzzling people that bad spring.

Have independence

Producer, photographer, rock musician, painter, and even cosmology professor who is ten years older than me. I am still supporting my band, but I can't write any more songs. At first, I tried to drink.

Wine, flies

Leaves and the like will produce some hallucinations. But then these bastards became pure bastards. I thank the bastard, my boyfriend, and * * and so on. this

Some handles

My brain slowed down, making my face an asshole. I can't even say a complete sentence. Drinking makes my hands always tremble, and I can't even pinch the strings. I am with my boyfriend.

while

They all asked, "Why do you always swing from side to side?" Why are you always unhappy? "This is damn it. I can't write any songs, and our performances are getting less and less, but I still want to go to D22 to watch one.

A pile of rubbish

Band performance. From when they started tuning to when the bartender started sweeping the floor. All quiet air is poisonous. Only when strong feedback compresses the eardrum can I breathe normally. Of course I know.

got it

This state of accelerated explosion. One day, I think I must do something to relax myself. I dialed my mobile phone from a public phone in the canteen next to D22 and 13club. He replied.

Yes I

Say inarticulate, "Come back." There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while. Lu said slowly, "I don't go back. You live a very unhealthy life. I just want to find a healthy person to be me.

Female friend of

friends. I want to be a normal person. I'm not going back. "Say that finish, he hung up the phone. I said to the beeping receiver, "Fuck you! "It's strange that I didn't feel particularly painful at that time.

Bitter or

Particularly open-minded. I went back to D22 and asked for a lot of wine. I was sitting there drinking, and suddenly I thought of a detail. I thought when we first moved in together, we would still live in school. I live on Thursday.

In the morning

Go home. He will call me after class on Friday and ask me where I am. I said, at home. He would giggle for a while and say, I'll find you. My heart ached suddenly at the thought of this detail. That day was

Wave performance

Get out. Many friends are here. I don't talk or drink there. Asked me remotely, "Do you want to have a drink together?" I saw the Trojan horse standing behind him. He wore that trademark hat with a straight face.

look carefully/closely

Me. I tried very hard to say, "You sing very well." But this is a pile of shit. I tried to say to the remote control again, "I'm in a bad mood and I'm not going to drink." but

I said it again.

Come out with a pile of shit. At this time, I found that I couldn't speak clearly. I am extremely uneasy. I shook my head at the remote control. They're gone.

At this moment, I found Troy standing on the bar in pointed leather shoes. Everyone was doing their own thing and didn't notice him. She waved her arms gracefully and sang "Lulurun", and the wooden horse became land. Land (dry)

Road and

His colorful girlfriend stood in front of me. When I struggled to get up and run out, I fell down and hit my head on the corner of the table, with thousands of pickaxes hovering overhead. I want to say: "* * * odd.

reproach

It doesn't hurt at all. "This time I can't even say shit. I passed out.

I woke up in the ward. My face is covered with tubes. I have a headache and my lips are chapped. I was surprised to find that I could speak again. I said clearly and loudly, "Thirst ..." This

when I

The two men standing in the ward turned their heads. I found out that it was my parents.

I drank alcoholism in D22 that day. Many people carried me to the hospital and many people called my parents. I almost became an asshole vegetable. I stayed in the hospital for a week.

Although I ... ...

My whole body hurts, and my brain seems to be hanging in the air. But I found that everything was right. I'm beginning to wake up. I can clearly feel pain, cold, heat and cold. When I can get out of bed, I

Be the first

One thing is to look in the mirror. I went to the toilet in the hospital. It was really dirty, dark and smelled like shit. But I saw my face clearly. I found that since I left by land, I have never

Take a good look

Lead yourself. My face seems to have been soaked in alcohol, swollen and pale, asshole. It seems ten years older. Everything is terrible, only the pickaxe worn around the neck exudes sly brilliance. My forehead

My head is sewn up.

Three stitches left an earthworm. I touched the scar and began to cry. I cried for a long time in that dark and smelly toilet. My youth and my beauty disappeared and sewed in this year.

A three

A centimeter-long scar. I went out after crying in the toilet. I saw mountains, trees and many damp lights. I saw a kind of cigarette I used to like in the hospital cafeteria.

camellia

It's smoking But I have no money to buy it. I looked through the glass for a while and then left. It was the early summer of 2009. At the end of the freshman semester. I came home with a dull head and scars.