赵胖子要结婚了,还给我发了一份请柬。我真想拿那本砖头厚的《尤利西斯》拍死她,让她生命尽头的血滴在晦涩而冗长的伟大作品上,以便贯穿她一生的儒雅完美落幕。但这只是一时的冲动之想。她看上那个鸟人并决定结婚应该也是冲动。赵胖子说,冷静和理智的人走入不了婚姻。我最讨厌她这种结论式的好像很哲理其实是废话的话,她却总不厌其烦地说。赵胖子并不胖,长得还有几 Zhao fat to get married, gave me an invitation. I really wanted to take her thick, “Ulysses,” and shoot her so that the blood at the end of her life would fall on the obscure and lengthy great works, so that the perfection of her life would have ended. But this is just a moment of impulsive thinking. She is impulsive when she looks upon the bird and decides to get married. Zhao fat man said calm and sensible people can not enter the marriage. When I hate her conclusive formula, which seems to me very philosophical is actually crap, she always bored with it. Zhao fat is not fat, looks like a few