住在云朵上的童年画着我们一起走过的远山。生下我的那一天,家里的一棵老榕树枯死了,用我老爸的话说,我刚好五行缺木,这辈子注定坎坷。老爸是一位风水师,知天命、了尘事、晓未知。用他的话来说,那就是天上地下的都通,反正人间他最懂。往前推500年,往后推1000年他全知道……我说:“爸,行,那你给我说说一千年后经过无数次轮回转世,我投胎成什么了。”老爸瞥了我一眼:“那还用算啊,你成天好吃懒做,当然投胎成头猪了!”所以到现在我都觉得,老爸最厉害的不是无所不知、无 Childhood living in the clouds painted the mountains we traveled together. Born my day, the home of an old banyan dead, with my father’s words, I was just missing five elements, destined to frustrations in this life. Dad is a feng shui master, know destiny, the dust, unknown dawn. In his words, that is all underground heaven and earth, anyway, he understands the world. Push forward for 500 years, push back 1000 years he knows ... I said: “Dad, OK, then you tell me a thousand years after numerous reincarnations, what I reborn into.” Dad glanced at me: “That is also used to count ah, you all day lazy to eat, of course reborn as a pig!” So now I think, dad is not the most powerful omniscient, no