It was still 1994, when Lao Tzu got into football. This round thing was so fucking cool, but unfortunately Lao Tzu's football only rolled around in his own world.
Six years later, when the football was thrown into the corner by Lao Tzu, I squatted in the dark room and watched the last three minutes of "Journey to the West" repeatedly, just to listen to a song called "The Love of My Life". When I look back fourteen years from now, this song is still my sentimental movement.
In 1994, I learned that there was still something called the professional league in the world. At that time, when I watched A, it was awesome and great. The people inside chased the ball and ran like a mad dog. I was so excited.
But a few months later, it was discovered that there is another thing in the world called the World Cup. Fuck, was this fucking kicked out? The people inside looked like Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, and I saw my blood flow faster, kicking the sofa with both feet. A comparison with it is a fart.
So I watch it every day, every day, but I don't see it at the end. Damn, there is a person called Radish Head Eight, who blew the ball away with one kick during the penalty kick in the final. That's high, even higher than the Chinese Second Artillery.
At that time, Lao Tzu and a few others were dumbfounded in front of the TV. Ba Tiao stood alone on the field. The TV screen only had his back, blue and lonely. Later, his eyes appeared on the broadcast screen. I fuck, he was so sad. The old man looked so heartbroken. He didn't shed a single tear, but I was crying like an idiot in front of the TV. Damn, I didn't lose the Remit Cup.
From then on, I stopped watching A, and found that there are so many Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles in Europe.
In 1997, when Hong Kong returned, Lao Tzu was affected and began to watch Manchester United. A super handsome right midfielder was playing, fuck it, Ryan Giggs was charging on the left, so damn brave. The one on the right doesn't even know how to dribble. Could it be that little white faces are popular in the Premier League? Before I could finish thinking, the right midfielder passed the ball at the back of the midfield, high and straight, the ball flew in the sky, flew over the goalkeeper, and fell into the goal.
Immediately collapsed, the knife was so fucking erratic, and then I got to know the guy named Shellham. For a long time, I have been thinking about how long the shell's feet are and how the kicked ball is so weird.
In 1998, Lao Tzu hung out in the second year of junior high school, and went to bed at night when he got home. He got up in the middle of the night to watch the World Cup, England, Argentina, 20 minutes, Shell was overshadowed by an idiot, fuck, Lao Tzu didn't watch. Turn off the TV and cry on the bed, I can't see Bajo vs. Shells, damn, it turns out that life is so easy to have regrets.
After 1998, I also started chasing after the ball like a mad dog, fantasizing about kicking a curve ball and making it all-powerful. So I tried my best to practice the outer instep, but unfortunately I couldn't kick it out. At that time, Lao Tzu would just be blinded by fantasy, thinking that the world is as simple as it seems.
Later, I stopped chasing the football, because I don’t know when, the girls around me also had two more balls on their chests. It’s so beautiful, it’s so beautiful, it’s even better than my football. Fuck football, I want women, I want women! ! !
It's a pity that first love would only be stifled in those days. If I looked at a woman twice, I would be called a hooligan. Fuck, I'm a hooligan who has never even touched a girl. It's really painful to be a person who thinks ahead of time.
In the third year of junior high school, I suddenly found that the woman I liked was late every day, and if she was late, she would be punished by the head teacher to stand outside the door. When I see it, I'm fucked, is there such a good thing? So I was late every day, and when I was late, I stood outside the door with the woman. Looking out the window from the corridor, you can often see a few birds.
The bird said, Liu Doudou, what are you doing? I said, I am standing with the woman.
This is how the revolutionary friendship between Lao Tzu and women developed.
A senior told me that if you want to chase someone you like, you must go to the same high school with her. So I stay up all night, stay up late every day, my score must be better than a woman's, and as a result, I suffer from stunted growth. As a result, I will always appear in front of people as a skinny person for a long time in the future.
Woman, woman, what school did you go to?
Let's go to Twenty High School together.
..., fuck it, key high school, is that what Lao Tzu passed? ? A cool breeze was blowing from behind.
But Twenty High, Twenty High, in order to get a woman, Lao Tzu must take Twenty High. It's a pity that I was a person who was maliciously concerned by fate, so I was beaten by fate in the high school entrance examination.
In the summer of 2000, the woman left Dalian and went south by plane. That day, I heard that a classmate was going to see her off, but I didn't go. I ran to the playground with the football in my arms and kicked the sky with big feet, thinking that the woman wouldn't leave if the ball was used to knock the plane down. I was helpless to discover that it was not just watching football that had regrets. So many regrets piled up, piled up, piled up, damn it.
In fact, even if I go to Twenty High School, the woman will not go, but why does she say she wants to go to a key high school? After a long time, I realized that the helpless woman is thousands of miles away. After a long time, I finally understood a truth, fate is always fiercer than me.
That night, I went home to watch "Journey to the West", I fucked it, it was so funny, but unfortunately all the funny things from Xing Ye got a tear from Zhu Yin, she said, I guessed the beginning, but I didn't guess the ending.
The ending song sounded, and the stinky monkey walked and walked alone carrying a small stick.
Lover, don't ask again, never, ever.
The lights were not turned on, it was pitch black, and I watched the three minutes at the end of the film over and over again, just to listen to a song called "The Love of My Life".
Staring at Zhu Yin on the TV, I thought to myself, Lao Tzu is better than you, I guessed both the beginning and the ending. So proud smile, always proud smile, and then in the dark, all my tears fell on the back of my hand.
It was after 1998 that Bajo retired and would never wear a blue jersey again; Shell was very successful in the Premier League, and free kicks were like cruise missiles; I hung out in junior high school and remembered a woman .
At the end of 1999, Lao Tzu's beautiful and beautiful cross-century, a woman appeared at the graduation party wearing a cheongsam, and finally she was gorgeous.
After 2000, Lao Tzu achieved the best grades in high school, and the comprehensive score commanded the world, but he couldn't find a woman.
The stinky monkey will always walk around carrying a small stick alone, but I don't know if Zixia will be the Buddha's wick again.
Lover, say goodbye, never, never ask again; in
vain, alone, look out, outside the world;
although flowers will wither, but they will bloom again;
the love of a lifetime is vague, outside the white clouds.
After 2000, there have been many strikers in Serie A, none with eight deep eyes; many midfielders in England, none with arcs with shells; many songs are popular in the mainland, and I will always keep them on my computer. A song called "The Love of My Life".
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