You pre-birthday day, I keep from you secretly ran back to the Qingyuan, therefore I continuous to you five times lie, respectively is: I’m eating, reviewing, in dormitory balcony, in the middle of something, no back Qingyuan. These are to give you surprise and had to “white lie AH, legal jargon expression is no criticism possibility, namely no responsibility nature, this should not blamed me and. Although Yeah,, but after all is lied, hope you can adults do not mind a villain. I am ride half past five P.M. direct bus leave Jiangmen. Probably because Wednesday, passengers rarely car is very empty, can not find seat sit. I picked the located next to the last row of the right of the nearly window position, put your bag next door seat. This position keeps me away from the rest of the passengers. They all ahead rows, as if decade Wanderer wanderer can’t wait to set foot in day and night of my home land extent that even a few meters away also to fighting. I and they separated by several empty seats, as a strait separated two islets, a live many people, a be uninhabited lonely occupation. I feel good, because nature comparison shy, in front of acquaintances can crazy like demon in the Devil, indifferent strangers when, I ‘d rather solitary Shou a only own city. To this end, I have already learned how to adapt to any occasion sudden alone, also good at in all of the lonely find spiritual sustenance. I put my headphones on, put up Hisaishi those quiet music the therain, Hana-Bi, silenciodeparcguell, silentlove, heartbrokenkiki, whitenight, sheeta’sdecision “, at the same time, I read” 1Q84 “written by Haruki Murakami on my mobile phone. There is a saying that it doesn’t matter to be alone. As long as I can love someone from my heart, life will be saved. So I not afraid car of the lonely time, because I throughout from emotion deeply she loved you. Driving into Qingyuan range when lights, the whole city is like a flower-decked, color emanation of the beautiful back garden. That raised off the building, that bridge across the bridge, that neon billboards, that er shi si xiao shi stores row military stand-like uniform street lamp, various familiar picture pour in, a like astronauts be cast into outer space mission decade after back on Earth long lost sense arises spontaneously. Get off when I deliberately see the time, 08:24, at this moment I almost could not help tears. Miss Ah time pull to long, time Ah Miss shen yan to exaggerated. The place where you work is very remote, which belongs to the suburb of the city. In your words, it is: even birds don’t shit there. From station to your there to first ride to a place, then transfer to another line of bus. I ride the transfer to, bus transfer driver probably went to eat, car empty, car station a few people, figured is waiting driver back passengers. See driver did not immediately back sign, I walk the shi wu fen zhong to nearby High Street, into a home and feeling famous cake shop. Beautiful clerk with business smile to me, to a maid serve or sweet, soft voice asked me what kind of birthday cake. I was saw a beautiful shape of cheese cake, was trying to buy of, canthus catch a glimpse of nearby shape such as fool camera as funny and uninteresting boxy mousse cake, suddenly it seemed that some kind of invisible electric wave was received by my head, and then it turned into an impulse to buy mousse cake immediately. I don’t know you like that which type of cake, but I trust my instincts, as then I on WeChat your pleasure to you as Hello. When the transfer bus arrived at the station, I got off the bus and looked around. I found that there was only a large field of weeds except for the school gate of a certain college. There was no water in your mouth. Random sample of a lucky male students asked just know need to cross whole campus to another side of the door is your work station. So I spent ten minutes crossing the whole campus. Standing preppy back door door I saw opposite shop of you, but you did not see me. And then I according to your previous photos found you stay dormitory, in your dormitory building in front of the Open started setting to your surprise. Just take out requires the use of materials, an aunt as ghost quietly appear in my side, frightened me for a loop. Young man, you ready to party here? Ah, no, my girlfriend today birthday, I give her for a surprise. Oh, that’s it. Sorry aunt, I may disturb you. Ah, no relationship, no relationship. Nowadays, young people are romantic. I didn’t know how to respond, so I had to scratch my head awkwardly. Young man, since you are so sincere, how about I help you. Don’t bother you trouble at all. Finally, this warm-hearted aunt who I didn’t know corrected the crooked words for me. This is the real contemporary living Lei Feng, much better than those who show off. When I was about to complete my work, a handsome guy who lived next door praised me repeatedly after seeing it and asked his wife to come and see it. Then a few nearby residents came, and they all said good words such as romance and really thoughtful, which made me very embarrassed. At this moment, you and your female partner came back from work. When passing by, you looked at me like a real passer-by, muttered, “whose birthday is it?” then you looked away from me, don’t stop to stay. My chin almost fell to the ground. I am angry and funny. Is this the legendary black humor? In vain I way, dusty back for your birthday, and you even I recognize, outrageous, really a spanking Fifty under! Fortunately, when you look at it for the second time, you finally remember that there is a person like me, more surprised than me, after a sound, it seemed that the deer was chased by the Hunter hurriedly ran over and crashed into my arms, then I immediately changed from a deer to a tigress and bit it fiercely on my chest. Pain and happiness fly together, tears share a smile. Like afraid suddenly lost a hold you, smell’s numerous near appeared in a dream of hair, one moment as though a root coarse twine tightly tighten my neck, all the words I want to say to you are blocked under the vocal cords and carried away quietly by breathing. The only thing I want to say after the disaster is a light and heavy sentence, I miss you. For a month, I have been longing to kiss your hair tip, forehead, corner of your eyes, tip of your nose, cheek, kiss your lips in the following hour, all dreams come true, all the pain of missing, the exhaustion between the two cities, at that moment, it was filled into the chocolate given to girls by Christmas boys and turned into sweetness and happiness. Then I put on a ring to tie you up for your whole life. An hour later, the candle was burnt out, and the light disappeared in the dark as if it had been evaporated. We cleaned up the mess, put the ash of candles, rose petals and windproof cups into the box and threw them into the garbage pool. You laments said, romantic sure enough is short, after became rubbish. This is not the case, real-life romantic just freeze become a memory in photo, like water dispenser operation when electric converted into heat, perhaps slightly details of loss, cannot save fundamental original appearance, but by and large indeed as pieces brand lasting to We die become unclaimed abandoned objects, in chaotic space slowly floating. Even if medical memory is lost due to illness or other unsatisfactory accidents, the romance that has been fixed still exists deep in our subconsciousness and belongs to ourselves all the time, as 555 nian front into bottom was now of you forget, the manuscripts. Only the death of human beings and the complete loss of human consciousness brought by it can make the memory lose its exclusive carrier and then lose its final meaning of existence. Said so much, would like nothing expression such a meaning: we in real life romantic, past, present, and future, just through time into memory in romantic, its existence is extremely long. The night has been deep, no bus, nor near accommodations in place, I was on foot back downtown. Of course with you. Along the way we talked Haruki Murakami, talking about music, talk about this much, talk about love, from frogs around the outside to be light for urban distance is more than two hours of unbroken long talk, really entirely exhausted, but also very comfortable. Such a long and horrible journey (for walking), I am move forward towards something that can be reached in front of me, and walk towards the next thing after passing here, which is finished in this way. The long march of our love is almost the same. You are in this city, I am in that city. Each other thought about the time of the next meeting, then spent every day with the expectation of meeting, and then met each other. They left soon after meeting, and began to think about the time of the next meeting again, we spent every day with the expectation of meeting each other. In this way, we walked into the Palace of marriage together and then started a new long journey, and cut it into many small sections like cloth, and conquer them one by one. In this way, he grew old together with his son and his son. We found a hotel with well-decorated style to stay in. There are porcelain white walls, ivory white doors, green plastic vines around the door, and some cartoons of unknown authors hanging on both sides of the corridor, which give people a feeling of European style. In the room you put on I bought you silver alloy crown, chiffon short-sleeve pink dress, nude round-toe high heels. The feeling that you flatter me in front of the mirror is that you are shocked by nature, which makes me stunned. You are like a real princess Oh, no, no, you are like a real princess, but you have been pretending to hide in the crowd in a low profile without leaving any clues that can be seen through. After watching a comedy, we hugged each other and fell asleep. The morning light at eight o’clock in the morning leaked in from the crevice of the curtain like a film covering us. At about 12 o’clock at noon, we returned our room, walked to the back door of my high school with hands in hand, bought a pen, and found a noodle shop nearby to solve the lunch problem, during this period, I signed a mutual contract of selling myself as you said. For some reasons, including my wishful thinking that there is still plenty of time, I haven’t figured out the specific route of the bus, the bus driver keeps the speed stable at the level of racing with snails, and there are too many passengers getting on and off the bus, when I hurried to the bus terminal, I was told by the expressionless conductor that there had been a passenger bus leaving the bus station in a cold tone as if it had nothing to do with myself, the next shift is three hours later. I had no choice but to buy the ticket for the next flight. After walking around the station, I found that there was no water bar, bar or Internet cafe, no books, newspapers or laptops on hand, only a nearly scrapped mobile phone, and because afraid of being thief and dare not sleep, therefore, the three hours that were not suddenly added in the original plan became a period that I had nothing meaningful to do but had to endure the depression of having nothing meaningful to do, it feels like a burning boyfriend waiting for his girlfriend’s untimely menstrual period, almost couldn’t help hysterical. Finally the three hours with a broken Hisaishi’s music, and you chat and two packs of cigarettes boil the soup. When the station broadcast said that the bus I wanted to take began to check tickets and get on the bus, I thought from my heart that it was the most pleasant voice in the world at that time. After getting on the car found a and when the same seat, May because of the trip, passenger car drawing out, sleep as all-powerful tsunami swept, eyelids as if has session work of mall roller shutters, by a sense outer forces mandatory down pull, a short while keeping close to close, consciousness fall in soft dream. Woke up car almost reach your destination. Night had already fallen, sticking to the window like wallpaper. The car was just driving on a road with dense trees on both sides, the same black broad-leaved forest, as if the wardrobe was full of black suits of the same style. I felt tired after watching for a while, so he leaned on the seat and closed his eyes to recuperate. Twenty minutes later, the passenger bus drove into Jiangmen bus terminal. I looked at the time and found that I had missed the last bus back to school, so I had to call a taxi. After getting on the bus, the taxi driver said that he didn’t type the watch and directly charged 25 yuan. This is out-and-out to me when turtles to slaughter. In normal times, I will tell him clearly that this behavior violates the relevant management regulations of taxi industry and the principle of honesty and credit in “general principles of civil law” and “contract law, then I called the public passenger transport management office of the city to ask him to impose administrative punishment on the driver. However, I was exhausted at that time. In addition, I just woke up and my head was groggy, so I just wanted to go back to the dormitory to take a bath and, I didn’t care about the driver and paid for it. Back to school, I was so hungry that I remembered that I hadn’t had dinner yet. In dormitory canteen called bowl soup gobble up, what also not taste of out, only know empty stomach finally got comfort. Then I went back to the dormitory. In this way, my Qingyuan day trip so far. Although hardships, but, to pig, are worthwhile.

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When I walked into this grove, I realized that I hadn’t been here for a long time and became strange for a long time. A place buried in the bottom of my heart, covered with dust, which worries me day and night. I don’t know whether the olive tree I often dreamed of is still the same.

There is a small forest in the southeast of the village, and there is a very large and tall olive tree in the middle of the forest. Looking from a distance, it looks like a big white crane standing in the flock, looking down at everything around with mighty power. Its huge crown is really like a big umbrella. According to the old people in the village, this tree is about 200 years old. When we were young, we needed three people to hold it hand in hand. After a long separation, my heart was so uneasy that it was fear, excitement or something. I approached it step by step, and I didn’t know why my heart jumped so hard. Some vague images hidden in my mind gradually became clear, as if they had just passed.

In childhood, the shade under the olive tree was our amusement place. We come here almost every day to play, playing the game of eagle catching chicken under the tree, eating sweet potatoes or corns, playing cards, or planning to catch birds somewhere, who got a very beautiful bird and so on. In short, we were like happy birds at that time, always jumping and jumping. Our family can’t shut us up. We are flying freely and carefree in our own blue sky. Thinking of this, a kind of familiar feeling came to my heart involuntarily. There was an inexplicable charge, and I really wanted to play with my partners crazily again. But looking around, there was no one, very quiet, so quiet that I could hear my heartbeat. Suddenly I felt a strange atmosphere, rushing to me from all directions, which made me shake a few times. Why is it so cold in the woods, where are the childhood friends?

I can’t remember how many days I haven’t been here, perhaps because I seldom stay at home. The partners who used to fight under the tree every day had already gone their own way. Now it is people who go to Lin Kong, leaving me alone, staying in this lonely forest foolishly. The ground was overgrown with weeds and fallen leaves all over the ground. It was desolate and silent. I remember that it was not like this before. Standing in front of the olive tree, I couldn’t wait to touch it in my heart. I felt that my hands didn’t listen to the order, and I couldn’t lift it up, trembling directly. My heart is pounding. Even I don’t know that I will be so nervous. Maybe I need some time to get used to it. I tried to calm myself down, stretching out my trembling hands and gently stroking it. Its rough coat gave people an ancient sense of vicissitudes. Years passed by in a hurry, and many marks were carved. It didn’t matter whether the wind blew, the rain hit, or something left. What is left and what cannot be left have become memories.

Autumn, autumn wind, is easy to remind people of falling leaves. I stood motionlessly, looking up at the yellow leaves, reluctantly leaving the branches, falling down one after another alone, like a butterfly about to die, saying goodbye to this beautiful world. However, they were unable to control their own destiny and didn’t know where they were going to fall. They had to obey the autumn wind. What a pity. They sprout and grow in spring, summer has passed the most beautiful years of life, and autumn is over. Although it was short, but as time went by, no matter how much he didn’t give up, he had no choice but to go forward bravely. On the ground, there had been fallen leaves lying quietly on the ground, like a child sleeping soundly, sleeping peacefully and peacefully. However, the autumn wind has driven them down from the tree, so why disturb their dreams? At this moment, my mind couldn’t help flashing the picture of playing with my friends in my childhood. At that time, we had no worries, no pressure, No burden, no greed, no selfishness. The communication between partners is sincere. There are delicious food to eat together and interesting things to play together. Now, I am the only one standing here alone, reliving the happiness of the past and the fallen leaves awakened by the autumn wind.

Here, we went through the spring, summer, autumn and winter of our childhood together and spent many happy days together. Now I think of it, just like yesterday, everything is clearly remembered. You can touch your chin with your hand, and you have a beard.

Things are different, plants are ruthless. Everything here didn’t change much. The olive trees were still so flourishing, standing in front of me like a mighty soldier, overlooking me, a wandering man. Time flies like a shuttle. I have changed too much. Not only do I have a beard, but also my voice becomes heavy. People become sentimental, silent and strong at the same time. The River of Time is galloping, washing away too many things, leaving only memories.

Years, how could you be so heartless and unfaithful that you robbed me of my happy childhood? Why did you carve scars on the olive trees I often dreamed. Time has no life, but how can friendship come? But this tree is more ruthless and unwilling to tell me the ups and downs it has experienced. Does it forget me. I am little boy who used to play under its green shade everyday. Maybe it is the river of time that separates us far away, who can remember who.

The autumn wind was blowing towards the face, with an overwhelming chill. Yellow leaves on the tree fell one after another. I quickly grasped a leaf passing through my eyes with my right hand and held it tightly for fear of losing it once I relaxed. I don’t know why I want to do this, but there are some things that can’t be caught. Even God can’t let the fallen leaves return to the branches. What should be let go is to let go. The autumn wind blows quietly, and the leaves fall quietly.

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