After more than a month, Tan Shier began to write again.

I changed the title.

It should be poetic.

The hero Charles strickland's name is too long, so I affectionately call him scum. Post-impressionist painting style, little slag looks like this.

Xiao Zha is a strange, complicated and tortured love rat in his early forties, but everyone loves love rat, right?

He is an ordinary middle class, abandoning his wife and children only for dreams! ! ! ! OMG, say it, who will believe it, but damn it, I believe it. I don't know if you have ever been to a place where no one knows you and started all over again in an instant.

Xiao Zha also said, "I can get any kind of woman in London." That's not why I'm here. "

After Xiao Zha came to France, a painter named Han Xiao admired him very much, but Han Xiao was a rotten good man, with the inferiority of dog legs, and treated Xiao Zha like a dog. Xiaozha was once seriously ill, almost like a dog. In the spirit of dedication and dedication to art, Han Xiao took Xiaozha home and took good care of him despite his wife's opposition. A threesome, this picture is too beautiful for me to watch. Xiao Zha is well and very ill. She said that she was in love with Xiaozha, and everyone loved love rat. Xiaozha said that she was not interested in gangs, but only licked her body. It's just that the bitch is in pain. She died of autism. This is worse than the story of the farmer and the snake.

But scum is scum. He lives on a loaf of bread and a bottle of milk every day. He doesn't suffer from poverty and want. This completely spiritual lifestyle he led is also admirable. Like many famous painters, paintings are only valuable after death.

Little scum never lacks women, but he doesn't care about money, women or even himself. He created a world with his own hands, saw how beautiful it was, and then destroyed him proudly and contemptuously.

In my words, it is "little slag is very slag, but everyone loves him"

I have read this book by Mao Mu before, and I have read it this time. I am rarely attracted by a book again. Ironically and interestingly, I watched The Moon and Sixpence while I was setting up a stall. None of them reminds me of the class discussion on the first day of college. Which is more important, material civilization or spiritual civilization?

I specially looked at the mobile phone PM 5.50-9. 15.

No one wants to buy my headphones, but an aunt came to ask me. I am extremely shy and don't like talking to people. You and I didn't have a chance, so you spent all your money. I got nothing all night. The roast chicken leg in Orleans next to it smells like a thief, and so does the stinky tofu on the other side. The pepper aunts next to them kept shouting, and the hillside flowed endlessly. I took "The Moon and Sixpence" to set up a stall and got into it well. On the way, I also came to the city management. The eldest brother who roasted chicken legs was afraid that I was stupid and blind, so he offered to lend me the lamp, which was his best business, and only he was so kind.

I was greedy for his roast chicken legs and bought a pair after the stall closed. He asked me if I was going to graduate, and I was in a hurry to write my thesis. I shook my head and asked him how much he earned a day. He said a few hundred, thanks for the light.

By the way, little scum, 40 years old, gave up his securities broker and painted according to his dream.

? Tan is twelve or twenty-six. He is a vagrant. With strength, he has nothing.

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