Impression bitter coffee Li Bai's prose

Knowing this bitter coffee (we all affectionately call him Mr. Bai) is both accidental and inevitable. After my own travel notes were recommended by the leader of the donkey tour and published in the magazine he edited, the word Li Bai sparkled in my mind.

I first met Mr. Bai on a summer evening by the Qingshui River at the foot of the Qinling Mountains. In the afternoon, Xiao Xiao, a beautiful donkey friend, asked me to have dinner. In the face of Xiaoxiao's invitation, I gladly went, and I can't live up to the kindness of beautiful women from afar.

I packed my daughter's dinner and looked at my watch. It's too late to clean up. In this way, T-shirts, shorts, flip-flops and randomly curled hair appeared in front of Xiaoxiao. After taking a seat, after introduction, I realized that this little childish big brother in front of me is the legendary white teacher. The little girl looked intently for a few seconds and saw a pair of deep eyes and a pair of small black-rimmed glasses under her eyelids. Full face, wheat-colored skin, angular, crow's feet in the corner of my eye tell me that this is a happy man; There is an oval hair circle on the bald head, dotted with gray hair, which is a typical Degang Guo head shape; Rose red cartoon T-shirt, with a pair of white light denim trousers and camel lace-up shoes, is clean and neat. He spoke very fast and revealed his online name: Bitter Coffee.

At this time, I couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground, stretched out my warm hand awkwardly and said with a shy smile, "If I had known I would meet you today, I would have dressed myself up to meet my idol, not because I was not confident, but because I respected you."

"Nothing, nothing, the truth is better." Listening to his rich voice, following his super-fast speech speed and looking at his bright smiling face, the distance between us seems to be shortened at once, which has opened our acquaintance since then.

Dinner for four people, a square table, four chairs, seven or eight bottles of beer, several barbecues, a pot of hot dishes and three beautiful women, in such an atmosphere, accompanied by the summer breeze and the flowing water of the gurgling river, enjoying a table full of food, drinking cold beer, quietly listening to Teacher Bai's Kan Kan, and being amused by his humorous language from time to time, I laughed on my back and listened.

After a meal, we gradually became familiar with it. Looking at his pink cartoon T-shirt and unique hairstyle, the little girl spoke boldly, and now she is no longer shy. She raised her glass and asked questions about privacy. After I asked the question, I immediately went on to say, you can also choose not to answer and just drink. I didn't expect this cool poet, but he didn't shy away. He paused, looked at me, fixed his eyes for a second, adjusted his glasses, smiled shyly, raised his glass, then answered with a little seriousness and frankness, then clinked glasses and drank them off.

I was deeply moved by his honesty and truthfulness. His involuntary questions made me smell the thick and greasy taste contained in this cup of bitter coffee, and my idol image was gradually upgraded. A dinner by the river essentially changed my view of the poet. The impression of a poet in my mind is that his thoughts are sour and dull, and he doesn't go with the flow. However, this cup of bitter coffee in front of me is full of humor and wit, frankness is full of childlike interest and sincerity, laughter reveals profundity and erudition, and politeness reveals his gentlemanly character and charm. I realized that the real poet is like this.

Later, at the strong invitation of our team leader and us, Mr. Bai gradually walked into our donkey trip with the long alcohol smell like "bitter coffee". In our team, scholars are the majority, followed by talented women. Since Mr. Bai successfully joined us, there has been a lot of cheerful atmosphere in the donkey line, and the playful personality has aroused everyone's interest in playing and made the once silent team active again. Men obviously talk a lot, and women's faces are much more lively.

I once joked: "Your arrival has aroused the catfish effect of the team." He just smirked at me and didn't answer. During his break in Shan Ye, he would sweat profusely, sing and dance, and enjoy it, or tell humorous jokes with passion to make his teammates burst into laughter. Looking at his figure in the donkey line, he took pictures of his teammates before and after running, all of them were collective, single and double. Holding the camera, I sometimes lie prone, sometimes lie on my side, sometimes squat, sometimes sit, sometimes lean back, sometimes stand, sometimes take a selfie, and sometimes remote control. I will never get tired of it. I said that I was tired and happy, and that serious and meticulous energy infected every teammate. But many times, we "Madou" forgot to take pictures of photographers, and was repeatedly protested by Mr. Bai: "Good luck also gave me wonderful moments!"

Everyone finally remembered that he must leave a mark on this super narcissistic photographer, and his teammates laughed and said that he was finally not a forgotten character. In every stop, he will pose various shapes, such as leaning against a tree with his arms, looking up at the sky, gazing at the sky affectionately, looking into the distance, smoking on a rock, flying over and so on. And he will be very busy. Everything he can think of will appear in my lens and be captured by me one by one. After the shooting, the camera was handed over to him for "review". Suddenly, his expression was happy, his mood was cheerful and he was intoxicated. At this time, I will be infected by the simple happiness that overflows on his face. From time to time, I will seriously comment on the quality of shooting and point out a series of places that need attention in photography skills.

Although he often looks cool when taking pictures, when walking in the street, I find that he is like a hunchbacked semi-old man. Many times when I saw him coming from a distance, only a thin hunchbacked body was shaking, but I couldn't find where his head was and was about to be stuffed into his neck. When I told him how I felt, he put his hands in his pockets, lowered his head and said to me while demonstrating, "I am much better than when I was young." At that time, when I walked, my hands were inserted like this, my back was arched like this, and my head was buried like this, almost stuffed into my shoulders. " Say that finish, hey hey smile, I was amused.

Looking at him, I suddenly remembered the well-known sentence: "Women look up but don't look down." Teacher Bai told this proverb vividly. In the donkey shop, everyone often cooks together. I am lazy and often eat the meal of the team leader. I accidentally ate the rice cooked by Teacher Bai. It feels delicious and the level is very unusual. Later, he asked for a meal cooked by Mr. Bai, which seemed to be successful many times. The afternoon before a donkey trip, I strongly urged him to prepare lunch for me tomorrow. He readily agreed, because I was too delicate and begged for a long time. Unexpectedly, he temporarily needed to go to a bureau at dusk. When he came home drunk after dinner, it was already half past ten in the evening. He resolutely gave up watching "Where's Dad Going?", which he was obsessed with recently. He was busy in the kitchen for an hour, and then confidently told me, "I'm ready." I'm still watching Where's Dad?

The next day, at lunch time, when the donkey emptied his backpack, he got a surprise gift. Apples, good wine, beef, pork liver, pickled radish, a bag of arugula and a big box of stir-fried dishes are all fried together. I roughly counted tofu, vermicelli, carrots, mushrooms, fungus, day lily, tomatoes, eggs, spinach, parsley, etc. In fact, there are more than a dozen kinds. In a short time, a large pot of stewed hemp was ready. I shuttled among my teammates with a small pot, greeted all my teammates to taste, and watched him with a small glass of wine in his hand and eating his delicious food. I can see the overflow of joy, satisfaction and happiness on his face. The popular word "warm man" is probably suitable for him. Our captain once proudly said to his teammates: "Teacher Bai not only brought joy to the team, but also brought wine culture. Because of the poet, the overall cultural quality of our team has improved to a higher level. " Who said no! Brewmaster's poet sage is often used to describe Li Bai. In fact, it is used on teacher Bai, which gives us a sense of intimacy.

Speaking of drinking, there is a classic wine show that I have to mention. Once, at a friend's party of fourteen foreigners, when everyone started talking nonsense, our teacher Bai was more confident to give everyone a performance of his own famous program "Swing the Army". I always feel that I haven't drunk enough and my state hasn't come out. I saw him pick up the hip flask and pour himself wine. After four drinks, I don't feel good enough. I picked up a bottle of beer and dried it on my back.

At this time, many friends were stunned. He put down the bottle, pushed open the chair behind him, carefully adjusted his clothes, and sang and danced for everyone with passion and vitality. He sang and danced with a strong northern Shaanxi dialect: "Swing to join the Red Army, the Red Army should not swing there, because swinging the ass is easy to expose the target; Swing to find the political commissar, political commissar is also a pendulum, pendulum sympathy, pendulum honor to join the army; After sending the message, the swing walked to the mountainside, because the swinging ass made the devil find it; Bye-bye, lift your ass and run. The devil came over with two bayonets. For the revolution and the people, bye-bye is a glorious sacrifice. "

Before the performance was over, everyone was laughing: some were lying on the table, some were laughing with their stomachs covered, some were laughing on their backs, and some took out their mobile phones and asked for a new one, so they had to shoot a video. This time and again, "waving to join the army" pushed the atmosphere of the party to a climax again and again. All my friends were deeply impressed by his wonderful performance, and they all cast admiring eyes and warm applause. Besides, some people want to learn from their teachers.

As the saying goes, I have never seen a wine field casino, but I have heard of it. However, I have seen it n times in a wine field. When he raised his glass, he was generous and could drink well, which was really admirable and impressive. When he was drunk, Mr. Bai showed his old boys side, being naughty, cute, frank and innocent. It is not an exaggeration to call him the poet saint of Brewmaster. In the small ravine, the aroma is overflowing, eating hot stewed hemp vegetables, eating side dishes and drinking wine with relish, looking at the idol in front of me, imagining his handsome appearance standing at the kitchen table, and his worship heart has been upgraded again. Listen to teacher Bai tell you lightly; "I was in a hurry last night, so I made do with it and didn't care." I immediately stopped the spoon in my hand and said, "God, you can't make do. Be careful. How delicious this meal should be! " "

He looked at me and smiled. Look at him, and look at this delicious lunch. How much friendship is condensed in this? I was a little embarrassed, and then I said, "Actually, you didn't have to do it last night, or you can tell me your real situation in advance and I'll prepare." Teacher Bai smiled and said, "Since I promised, I will do it anyway. This is called: words must be done, and actions must be fruitful. " Unless I was drunk and unconscious last night. "

"You cooked for me at your house last night, and I watched TV for you at my house. I seem very unkind, very unkind. Literary friends, friends appreciate your talent, your erudition, your profundity, your frankness, your openness, your humor, your wit and so on. But I want to have a chance to appreciate the way you stand by and watch the pot. " My jokes made my teammates laugh hysterically, and the food in my mouth was almost swallowed. Miss Bai raised her right hand and pointed at me, and said with a naughty smile; "You are a typical little woman." Then, continue to laugh. Holding a lunch box, I was moved to find my teeth everywhere, and the friendship of my teammates overflowed in a small ravine. ...

He was once taught by our donkey friends and the elders in the team, and truthfully commented, "If I were a woman, I would definitely like Miss Bai." Haha, not to mention our female donkey friend. On the donkey trip, Mr. Bai was worried about the mystery deep in the Qinling Mountains. He wants to see its beautiful face as soon as possible, dreams of reaching the peak of Qinling as soon as possible, and is bent on stepping into the ravine of Qinling and kissing the mountains and rivers of Qinling.

Recently, our team often walks around the Western Hills and measures the ridges around the New Street. As a new donkey friend, Mr. Bai has been thinking about the classic routes of the old donkey friend's mouth, such as Shita Mountain, Bingfeng Mountain, Tiantai Mountain, Pomegranate Mountain, Huangmei Mountain, Laojun Mountain, Dashuichuan, Xiaoshuichuan, Yungai Temple, Jiejiatan, Twelve Plates and Eighteen Plates. These are the hinterland of Qinling Mountains. And these routes, we have gone through several times, one of which failed to meet his wishes. This dream of pursuing the Qinling Mountains urgently seems to have become his heart disease. Every time I know the route this week, I look at the lost expression on his face and feel his depressed mood. As a teammate, I am anxious for him. Our team philosophy is to go to the right place at the right time. Recently, however, the wish of the group leader is just contrary to the small wish of a new donkey friend. After several unsuccessful frank communication with the team leader, the depressed teacher Bai chose to follow everyone, resolutely gave up another team and went to Qinling Mountain, and sincerely invited him to other places. On the beams of the western hills, he barely walked with heavy legs, but his face was still sunny, and he still took pictures for everyone before and after running. His laughter is still hearty, Ming Che, and his children are innocent and happy, still infecting everyone. As usual, he took out good wine and dishes from his backpack and shared them with everyone. As us, I feel a little indebted, and I am ashamed of my enthusiasm for the white teacher. Should we old players reflect on ourselves? Compared with Mr. Bai's atmosphere, his open mind, his idea of dealing with people and his interpretation and cherish of friendship, can we learn from it? Referring to this matter, he smiled: "It doesn't matter, there is still a long way to go, so it is good for everyone to be happy together. I just ask too much. "

Holding a collection of poems by Mr. Bai, a neglected poet, I couldn't put it down and read it carefully for several times. I will throw it in a place in the living room at will, pick it up at will and look through it at any time. I'm happy to watch it. I once had a sincere conversation with Mr. Bai on the donkey trip. I said, "I'm not a poet, because I can't understand what many poems of the author want to express, but I like your poems because I can understand and know what you want to express." Some "heartfelt words" made him look at me and laugh, saying, "Praise me or scold me?" Is understanding the standard of good poetry? "I also giggled. My little daughter is too ignorant to comment. When she saw a group of love figs, she had a deep understanding of his love view. In the long river of human growth, I was deeply infatuated with and deeply loved a willow tree in my dreamland, which touched me. Every sentence embodies the deep yearning and infatuation for the willow tree that belongs to them. Every sentence contains a contradiction between rich emotional desire and helpless reality, and every article reveals inner loneliness and hesitation. I realized that under his optimistic and open-minded appearance, there is also a lonely and melancholy heart like me. Life is actually lonely, and poets are no exception. Life with happiness is incomplete and does not exist. Tu Tu, who often saw him posting a table of good food and wine on WeChat, expressed his feelings: "Lonely dinner, lonely wine. "I think morality is self-evident. How many viewers will feel this way? I hope that the willow tree in his dreamland can understand its taste, and that his fiery love flame can burn on the willow tree in his dream, cast it into eternity, and write an eternal love song.

I always feel lucky. Miss Bai is not only my donkey friend, but also my mentor. Under the guidance of Mr. Bai, my travel notes have changed from the previous eloquent and descriptive style to the romantic and aesthetic prose style. He also introduced me to a group of friends who love words in Baoji literary circle. The first time I had dinner with a bunch of literary friends, I was a little surprised and urged me to go with him. When I followed him into the dining room, all my literary friends stood up and applauded to welcome him in. I'm really a little surprised. Faced with a bunch of talented women, the little girl was flattered, sitting quietly beside Miss Bai, hiding her honest side, pretending to be a lady, and quietly observing the time these talkative friends spent with Miss Bai. I haven't eaten for half a mile. I suddenly found that in the eyes of these literary friends, Mr. Bai is everyone's idol, everyone's mentor and everyone's brother. They all looked up at him and stood on the ground with infinite reverence. In the warm dinner time, everyone exchanged familiarity with each other, talked about the joy and pleasure brought by words, and felt each other's personality charm. Raising a glass and drinking together, Mr. Bai said earnestly: "Literature is a personal undertaking, which requires emotional input and sincerity, but some people regard it as a tool and a stepping stone. Such people are doomed to write nothing good and nothing real. Everything is a cloud, and literature is still sacred! " We got a warm response, and the wine glasses rang one after another, vividly playing a symphony of words. In the small private room, in the spicy hot pot flavor, in the mellow spirit, against the warm light, the bright smiling faces of literary and art friends, like silly cherry blossoms, are full of happiness and pleasure. Teacher Bai is like a brother, caring for every little brother and sister who is addicted to words, inspiring everyone to read widely, inspiring everyone to write dreams and giving them a pertinent evaluation. The image around Miss Bai is like a literary family, happy, warm and joyful. He smiles like a blooming dahlia, bright and pure. I am no longer at home, chatting with you, so I entered this literary family and gradually entered the literary circle of Baoji. I always appreciate it, but I'm not good at expressing it.

Miss Bai is still a person who loves life. His WeChat is a mirror that reflects his life. From his WeChat, you can see all kinds of precious flowers he raised, which filled the balcony and occupied the room space. I am used to looking up at him when listening to his good feelings of caring for these treasures. His study is like a small library, with books piled on sofas and stools. No wonder he said in WeChat that he had long wanted to do a big research. I tentatively asked if there were any books by Zhang Ailing. Unexpectedly, the answer is: "I have everything you can think of, and I have everything you can't think of." You must read widely to broaden your horizons. " For all kinds of ornaments at home, he will also go to the home store to carefully select them, take them home with satisfaction, and put them in the right place to add style to the room. From time to time, WeChat will send some classic quotations about worrying about the country and the people. I once asked him why he sent those words. He humorously laughed at himself: "If you don't care about the country and the people, you are an intellectual." Then he smiled.

He also has his own theory and research on food health. During the chat, I knew that he often ate out, so I asked curiously. "Why aren't you fat? Going out to eat and drink is the easiest way to get out of shape. " This kind of topic only aroused his interest in chatting and talked endlessly. It turns out that he is definitely a health expert and a food control. Radish, cabbage and tofu are frequent visitors to his dining table. The kitchen is full of all kinds of dry goods, and there is no shortage of mushroom and bean products. The refrigerator is always full of stocks, and I often cook some healthy dishes for my family to serve. When enjoying the happiness in the kitchen, don't forget to "sterilize" the food, send a picture and show off in an ostentatious manner. I repeat, I really want to see him standing in front of the kitchen counter, haha. A literary friend once described Mr. Bai like this: "Go to the hall, go to the literature hall, and go to the kitchen." In my short acquaintance with him for half a year, I know that in the eyes of my friends, he is a frank big boy; In the eyes of his brothers, he is a reliable buddy; In the eyes of colleagues, he is a respected boss; In the eyes of literary friends, he is a respected mentor; In the eyes of donkey friends, he is a reliable teammate; In front of his wife, he is a lover who can be entrusted for life; In front of his son, he is an worshipped father; In the eyes of parents, he is a dutiful son; In the eyes of his sisters, he is a responsible brother. I have always felt that he is like a luxury in a boutique, "high-end, atmospheric, high-end." Sometimes, he knows everything like the "Du Niang" around him.

In a love story with words, it is my blessing to have a white teacher to guide me in my last life, and it is my fate to have a white teacher colleague in the donkey trip. Wang Han once said: "Walking together is fate, and walking together is happiness." I think Bell is right! Let's enjoy the mountains and rivers, bathe in the free sunshine, stroll through the beautiful jungle, inhale the natural oxygen, overlook the winding mountains, overlook the terraced fields, enjoy the morning dew, watch the sunset glow, walk in the ravines of Shan Ye, walk in the pastoral villages, measure the ridges of the ravines and cross the valleys. It is my pleasure to listen to Mr. Bai's poetic rhyme, to understand his outlook on life and values in his speech, and to pursue that simple happiness together.