那年冬至,在修河的客船上,我认识了一个圆圆胖胖的道士。他背着一个大布包,袋口露出陈旧的图画。我以为是什么古董,就上前搭讪。他是个随和的人,拿出来给我瞧。原来是一张张硬纸片上画了各路神仙菩萨,说是唱道的用具。他姓孔,要去帮冬至葬坟的人家唱道,班车半道坏了,就改乘客船。我说有些画像破了啊。他说,是该请人重新画了,却不知道去哪儿请人。我说,如果画得这个样子行的话,我可以帮你。他喜出望外,约我去他家玩。其时,我在家赋闲,巴不得生活里出现一些新的章节,就答应了。孔道士返程时,邀了我。他家在一个大山脚下。我 That winter solstice, in Xiuhe passenger boat, I met a chubby priest. He was carrying a large bag, pocket showing old pictures. I think it is what antiques, they stepped up approached. He is an easygoing man and shows it to me. The original is a piece of cardboard on the painted fairy Buddha, said singing equipment. His name is hole, going to help people to stroll the graves of winter solstice, the bus halfway is broken, it changed passenger boat. I said some portraits broke. He said that the person was asked to repaint, but did not know where to invite people. I said, I can help you if you draw it this way. He overjoyed, about me to play at his house. At that time, I was idle at home, I beg my new life in life, and I agreed. Hole Taoist return, invited me. His family is at the foot of a big mountain. I