The night was dark, and suddenly the roof tiles sounded, and suddenly jumped up from the grass, whispered and asked: "Who !" Someone on the roof replied, "Please speak out ." I flew into the courtyard, but when I saw a person standing on the ridge of the house, the dress was quite strange, like a foreign man. The back of a long sword, with a huge beads, emits a faint green light in the moonlight. In my mind, I think of one person and say, "It turned out to be the landlord. The landlord has not been in the Central Plains for a long time. I don't know why I came here today ?" The landlord did not answer the question, a raised hand, a white light, even do not dare to neglect, sideways let over, unload the dark to fly, propher to catch the dark, but a piece of paper. The poster smiled and said, "Today we are posting ." Even looking at the piece of paper, it was a good piece of paper, but it was yellow. I wrote: "Please join the hero meeting when you are in the Year of the Monkey, Ma Yue, pig, and sun ". Another thought is three years ago. I can't help but sneer: "The landlord, this post is too old !"