It is black, melancholy, with a fierce temperament. I can not rule out the face of it very weak when the whole body fatigue feeling. This is not because I was afraid to die, but I have witnessed a real death. I have seen the soul of a person's seven six soul scene were forced to disperse. Even now, it is still fresh and vivid way.
Daxinzhuang people will never forget that summer night, called At that time, a quiet village only a weak shake to and fro. In the black fields, the long leaves of corn in the fragmentation of the collision, they drop the green juice. Cedar branches into the water side of the banner plane crazy flying Flurry. Soon, the wind in order to position Guaduan swept all the branches of trees, blew down utility poles. Even the village and a new puzzle of a warehouse half a wall to collapse. Continuous lightning and thunder and flickering of the village into a cellar. Wind is no longer just the body with it, but with that deep voice like a beast, hit our house. With lightning's glare, we saw each other face the fear of fear and trepidation of nature. It was a frightened white.
no doubt that this is a natural disaster. Result, the year of corn beans all in early childhood scars, never full of it up. That night in the fall harvest declared hopeless, vulnerable people to warm the plant's labor in vain. Neither of us would have thought that Sun Meiqin be in that night, gone forever. She also more vulnerable than plants. When Xiao-Bing Chen finally beat
open my door, Doudousuosuo to help, he has a dumb voice. I do not know how long he stood, cried out for how long. He came into my father's arms, grabbing his father's clothes and panic, the body is like autumn leaves in the shaky, shivering all night. Out of his mouth in addition to air, only urgent, I've never heard of such a desperate sound of fear. Years later, it will through the years, sounded in my nightmares. I suspect that night and not really in the past, I would not before because of the freezing time is deeply depressing.
everything was already too late. We finally waved the sign in from the Xiao-Bing Chen clarify his meaning, and walked rapidly to the Sun Meiqin. We see the Sun Meiqin has been unable to speak out. Her face was oozing a large drop large drops of perspiration. Under the reflection of the candle, revealing a scary wax yellow. Sun Meiqin Paisui look like waves, to the four disperses. Saliva from the mouth to a continuous shed. Planting done during the day and robbed the woman, not enough time to wash, lay flat on a inclined bench, stretched out a pair of bare feet wrapped in a lot of mud. My father made me stand Do not move, he went for help.
I'm standing in the dark. Lightning from time to time in the house white from the dark shadows to prop it. The ancient ship is sinking like a rough cast surface of the water thrown over. Xiao-Bing Chen at his mother's side. I can not see his expression, only to hear him in the chest with a V inside the hair with the sound vague, is a cello at the slide of the contrabass. The first time I feel the time is the existence of a substance. It's like a wiggly worms, dragging a bloated wrinkled skin of the body, from my veins and slowly climb slowly, and left traces of a sticky. I was standing outside of time, I left my consciousness, taken the steps to see another self,UGG boots cheap, to that mother and son. Later, I also hold the Sun Meiqin hand. Feelings of distance in which to me is a pure white.
hand seem to have been discounted, and dried to Dala aside. I do not know Sun Meiqin it to such a great effort, she pulled a tight me and my fingers came on a cool moment. The kind of sharp, wicked, like drowning, like the shade. Spread fear of a sudden my entire body. My throat tightened, there is no trace of spittle stars, dry as the desert, little voices stand above. Called his father who came back, I already shaking and incoherent. I do not remember how to get free from the Sun Meiqin hands, the whole people into a pile of white clouds, the float along to the opening. Sick days and three nights later, my fingers are still left with the creepy cool. It seems to follow the Sun Meiqin few fingers together died.
Daxinzhuang the Sun Meiqin is a cheerful and healthy woman. Her face was ruddy, crisp and loud laughter. So far, her busy season, a strong man under one roof, waving a hoe like a scarf generally relaxed scene, is still deeply imprinted in people's minds. So, until the next day the rain stopped just in the morning wind, people do not realize the coming of death. Even when the tractor Wait until the last run, you can see, it is coated in mud Sun Meiqin stretched out a pair of bare feet, like the roots dug from the earth the same.
not cry. People are scared choking voice. As if lying on the tractor in the car it is just a lie.
Xiao-Bing Chen sat in his mother's side, holding her hand. The backbone of his bulging thin face was like a frost lived. Until people to carry the body, he was struggling to move a few times, then they fainted.
doctor said Sun Meiqin mind of a blood vessel explode, all his blood stream from the mess that the fracture. Sun Meiqin a head full of blood flow. Sun Meiqin died.
Sun Meiqin now I got to understand why the wearer was pulling my hand. A life to die out so much effort is she not want to die, want to retain their force. She just caught me in the hand side. But I could not keep her six of the seven soul soul, just to keep her cool, still lingers on my fingers. I am again confused by this stubborn stay gripped.
Sunmei Qin's death has given me a mysterious mission. I thought, maybe she really want to leave this world. I had to replace her while alive, and watching with your eyes, and now with both hands to write with, to say goodbye to her dismay.
Second, this is called Chen Xueping
forgotten man is formally described here appears. He has been stayed until a construction site. Take over the site of the scaffolding, is full of cement, steel and wire. Chen Xueping more than 10 hours a day in which the shuttle will be moved to the right side of bundles of steel from the left, or move to the left from the right. This hardened his shoulders, strong and reliable.
described a phone call from the beginning. Chen Xueping the gap was being closed. The man accustomed to his hands in his waist, looked toward the sky. The day suddenly began to rain, they had to hide a springboard for the following. Thus, as the front Chen Xueping only a flat. Then he saw a man closer and closer, and began shouting at him: , Chen Xueping Daxinzhuang night back.
At that time, there are several other able-bodied man in the street. Chen Xueping one, two arms were hanging on tightly, effectively prevented him from possible collapsed to the floor. Chen Xueping grief in a few arms in the move several times, only to burst out crying sound of rush days. To the hall, he finally broke from the arm, sprang toward the Sun Meiqin. The man sounded wringing tears stream down to the ground rolling. It can no longer count as crying. We heard the dull roar from the ground Upload piercing, so that the people present were very sad and even cried Wei Ran. I do not want to be here this sad narrative. Chen Xueping future because it has such a large gap. Allows people to think that a mere emotional acts.
in Sun Meiqin not have Finally in a moonless night, he quietly pushed the door of a matchmaker, hesitated explained his purpose in coming. Most of which Chen Xueping blushing right is: go out. He moves quickly, quickly Dengzhe foot, like a lame horse, the way Britain went to Britain. I once stood by the road, actually heard him whistling song, saw me, he was panic stop. Later we learned that happiness comes from a Chenxue Ping Fang Liu Liu called the fat woman.
One day at dusk, Chen Xueping Liu Fang Liu as usual in the line of sight. She saw the familiar road bike in the end, and the difficult and stubborn bumps came to her. Liu Fang Liu took to the waves of the heart of beautiful waves.
Chen Xueping finally to the front. He gently tap the bell, a brake suddenly, feet Hing Wah Street West, the stopped car. Then he shook it like a boy, like hair, the eyes toward the side Qingyimianmian Liu Liu.
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She wanted to stamp one foot, moving the dissatisfaction expressed yourself. So she gave her stamp to the water. First, a deep recessed surface of the water vortex, and large areas of open water waves rushed toward the four weeks. Chen Xueping a few drops of water drops has been spilled in the face. Appeared in his eyes huge ripples, ripples in the middle of Liu Fang Liu drenched, arms like weeds steadily. Her hair is pulled tightly glued to the Jingbo house. Clothes suddenly crowded affixed to the skin. Liu Fang Liu struggling in the water, when, and was full of ups and downs of the breast, flickering and shaky.
Chen Xueping not hesitate to jump off the water. In the water, he rushed to the DPRK Liu Yu Liu, wrestled the ball rolling in this wild woman. Bar porter easy to cyclic the party Liu Liu Kangshang the shoulder. Volley flew in the moment, Chen Xueping hear the gentle Positive outcomes of a harp side, sounded the first note, cross shoulder in a thick, exciting back home. In the evening, Chen Xueping become a good musician. Liu Fang Liu He who have played each of strings. Sometimes blue skies, winds from the ground sometimes, and sometimes it is continuous autumn autumn.
soon, Chen Xueping the back seat area back to being a woman. Liu Fang Liu confidently to his face to the arch of his back, and calm the crowd toward the crowd a smile. This later became Chen Xueping As she later said: On the other hand would also like trying to show some sadness. The man sat in front early in the morning, facing the sun, crying loudly. He cries filled the dry howl. We heard him shouting:
Chen Xueping who I saw in the chilling forgotten. Death is a lost original. Not only the physical, mental and ideas disappear, more importantly, in people's memory slowly becoming a blank, like this man had never come up in this world the same. Sun Meiqin disappeared.
For me, the dead of night and not the past. Like storm clouds before it quickly occupy my imagination. I bear the weight of it and fear, but also feel faint, and one day it will lead me to a place. It has tangled with my relationship.
Therefore, I and Xiao-Bing Chen established a wonderful relationship. I do not see the sadness on his face. Every day he would calmly at the junction about his mother. One day he and I talk about Sun Meiqin most like to eat sugar cake. One kind of rice cake made of rectangular, painted above some powdered sugar.
slow bite. ah! sweet, soft. The shadow of the sun through the trees seam split mottled spots printed in his face. Makes this face like the side of a rusty mirror. Finally, he lowered his voice, said to me:
long while before I come to understand, Xiao-Bing Chen actually forgotten the fact that Sun Meiqin dead.
III, Xiao-Bing Chen sad
I do not see the sad face. Sun Meiqin's death seemed to suddenly eliminate haze in the sky, clear blue skies appeared. Xiao-Bing Chen consistent depression disappeared. I saw his face like a blossom with petals of sunflower vividly. He has no longer on the roadside and told me about his mother. Every time I saw me, he is always in a clear voice, calling on:
I was surprised to see him and close Liu Fang Liu appeared in a small way Xinzhuang. Xiao-Bing Chen with his sweet voice calling party Liu Liu as Depth field at dusk, come together to cut the grass into baskets sheep shed. One day in particular, Chen Xueping Liu and Fang Liu Xiao-Bing Chen's hand holding, in the early morning mist, and walk the dew on the grass, has been to send him to school, people can not help but suspect that this is a real happiness.
Xiao-Bing Chen happiness makes me uneasy. This happiness come as a surprise, too thorough and too vicious. Jiao rubbing feels contrived, that mysterious. Therefore, one day after school, I stopped Xiao-Bing Chen a heavy heart. We came to the pond near the school. The pond is the place to play when we were little. Crowded around the ring with the pay to pay squeeze the reed, the habitat of birds and insects. In the evening we will send all kinds of weird sounds, just because we have a bird's cry and argue over. When we arrived, the sun is burning on the heads of the reed into a brilliant red glow at sunset, from afar is like flowing in the wind as with the veil.
when I state my concerns carefully, the Xiao-Bing Chen did not immediately answer. I saw a little smile on his face that close up. After a child, he Yiziyizi said: Dragonfly on the water are two chase each other in silence. They unreservedly express their affection. Sun their wings dyed golden yellow. The two things such as swimming immersed in water waves in general, almost flattening the wings motionless, but it's floating around. Xiao-Bing Chen calmly looked at the surface, there seems to have been fascinated for some time. Suddenly he picked up a brick to hit Henhendichao dragonfly. Partner of surprised that the scattered light, flying for a while, but conspire together.
Xiao-Bing Chen
looked behind him full of sunshine, and goes farther, I fell into a deep sorrow. I am a man standing near the pond for the first time felt like a breeze of a drum full of reeds, the whole body buzzing ringing. I know his heart has played a terrible change. It is no longer a simple melancholy Xiao-Bing Chen.
that night, Chen Xueping said: He left the room, the door behind him When the voice inside the ambiguity introduced Xiao-Bing Chen's ears, he was firmly holding his fists.
was already eager Chen Xuebing, invincible unstoppable. He brutally put aside the quilt. In the moonlight, Fang Liu Liu's body was a thrilling climax scene. Chen Xueping also too late to unlock the buttons, like a mountain, like suppressed. As he anxiously into an arrow when the door was pushed open Xiao-Bing Chen.
my friend casually entered the room. He looked at the Chen Xueping flushed and the square burst into screaming Liu Liu, calmly grabbed his wrinkled from the bed clothes, going out. Xiao-Bing Chen surprisingly calm at the time, every step could hang back and neck erect. Until he close the door, only brush the tears to trickle down. Xiao-Bing Chen
head up the next day at school walked into the classroom, his face black and blue in the. Corner of the eye rises high in all corners of the mouth. A line eyes narrowed, mouth'd cracked. I am very careful of the inquiry, he was only vaguely said to be wrestling, he would not say more. But no one can see, these injuries are caused by beatings. I can not imagine the process of manufacturing these injuries. I think go a long night, showing the dark.
Daxinzhuang that night was always asleep and did not spread any sounds. Xiao-Bing Chen is how I do not know what they look to bite the pain. For a juvenile is concerned, a short night, such a shocking experience, it is a sad thing.
after this incident, Xiao-Bing Chen resumed his usual silence. The joy is gone, replaced by a heavy. I often see him in the crowd suddenly turned to his hand away and wiped eyes. Sun Meiqin died of grief a few months late, Xiao-Bing Chen who was really surging.
many a evening, Xiao-Bing Chen students are falling far behind. He also dodged
me. When I looked back several times, Xiao-Bing Chen is gone. He did not want to expose themselves in front of everybody. I guess people's eyes that he felt the unbearable sorrow.
Xiao-Bing Chen also kept in the house so silent. After a lesson, he fully aware of their very limited power. His mind told him no advantage in head-on. Xiao-Bing Chen is now only silence.
when the sun sank below the horizon, I stood looking at the window after the grave, Xiao-Bing Chen from Sun Meiqin back. His hands covered with mud. Thin body slightly bent, head forward outstretched. He gently pace, more like a floating white clouds. He approached, put aside the amount of breeze in front of the hair to reveal a pair of sad, bright eyes.
Fourth, depression
early summer of that year is over. When people used to looking at Liu Liu's shadow side when walking, autumn has been concentrated by. Sun Meiqin the end of the summer as early as this, in the autumn wind excites some memories. I know, except me and Xiao-Bing Chen still bear a grudge of death, still in a depression among the people without prejudice to live life as usual.
crops mature in September. Daxinzhuang began harvesting. On this day, people see Chen Xueping hand sickle, with pride to the paddy fields. Immediately behind him is wearing a sun hat Liu Fang Liu. Chen Xueping and square up to his responsibility for Liu Tian Liu, bent down to waist deep. When they stand up straight, a rice to Fudao the ground. This morning they are with a V, waving sickle, the rice shaved his head. Liu Fang Liu I see more red white face, like a full of apples. She will hold two hands to his knees, and then, like shaking a tree swaying body. She also opened his mouth, gently issuing a long list of thin laughter. This scene caused
Chen old man's memories. It is said that the last time he saw Chen Xueping hand sickle, or what happened ten years ago. At that time, he was a compassionate Maotouxiaohuo wearing a red, mixed with the accumulation of a number of work points in adults. Chen Xueping when the site since the porter,Bailey UGG boots, as the working class, farmers living that he was play wine. And then slowly sip. When covered with dust disheveled Sun Meiqin home to meet her cup is always messy and rolling snore sound. By Chen Xueping words, this kind of life, This is of course due to the square Xishengxiqi Liu Liu. Chen Xueping interesting reading for others, said: Because of his presence, in the eyes like a wisp of white smoke Chen Xueping. Well let him in the excitement of being a good and forget everything. So, when the teacher came to the door angrily, Chen Xueping face or a fine.
the way it is. In a bustling between classes, the playground suddenly there came a sharp cry. Next, we see a chubby girl holding his ass, bouncing in place. Her posture reminiscent of a flexible full ball. The presence of people laugh. That laughter is massive. That the teacher to accurately grasp Xiao-Bing Chen.
that day, a scorpion crawling in the grass, Xiao-Bing Chen put it pinch. It is in the hands of the stupid Dengzhe feet, revealing ugly belly. When picking a marble down the girl, and his gigantic ass towards him without reservation, Xiao-Bing Chen without thinking to reach out and let the scorpions. Later, Xiao-Bing Chen does not deny their actions. He stood in the corner office. Tip of the nose up against the wall, to be honest to talk about his catch put the scorpion scorpion process. Then the teacher asked him why he bring a scorpion sting? My friend loudly replied: part of the blocking. Xiao-Bing Chen mercilessly, then opened her attempt to hide the inferiority complex. The teacher's face in a flash turned into a purple eggplant, and quickly shake a bit. She grabbed the collar Xiao-Bing Chen, cried: Xiao-Bing Chen has deliberately repeated it.
teacher was furious. She single-handedly hold the table, one hand eager to fly in the air. She declared she had never seen such disrespectful students. No manners, no upbringing. A full rogue. Finally, she threw all the residual anger in front of the Chen Xueping. Her disclosure is terrible.
Chen Xueping into our gate, when, his face ashen. He saw Xiao-Bing Chen, picked up a hand to. After stumbling in a while makes Xiao-Bing Chen was able to smooth. Xiao-Bing Chen left side of my face had swollen up.
Chen Xueping said: I could not bear to see my friends in a fit of kicking in,UGG bailey button, like a breaking wave to and fro, like sacks. Even so, my ears still heard the sound of dull blows, like the sound of sticks hitting the same flour. Xiao-Bing Chen never bite soon. He just looked at the melancholy of his eyes the fury of man.
few days later, Xiao-Bing Chen stood in front of all students. Teacher with a terrible tone and words pointing Xiao-Bing Chen, tells of his crimes. The teacher's words made me feel strange. The face of thousands of pairs of eyes, Xiao-Bing Chen has not looked up. I can not see his expression. When he Zouxia Tai, he suddenly raised his head, looked at the crowd. He was the face of the lonely and the faint smile, deeply reflected in my mind. He Zouxia Tai, the thin body and even some bumpy.
later, Xiao-Bing Chen is even more silent, carrying a school bag every day in school and out, like a shadow.
day after school, I carried a small basket on the way to go in the field. Xiao-Bing Chen slowly to me. He extended his hand towards me,UGG boots clearance, took out my basket. I do not know why, I was actually began to cry loudly. Tears, snot and sounds from the chest gone completely out, and blew out. I have been crying difficulty breathing faint dark world. Xiao-Bing Chen always stand by and watch me. Micro-wind in his hair, the sunset jump on him. At that time, his face slowly appears a very strange expression. Many years before I was to understand, that the original is called depression.
five were
soon I will know that day Xiao-Bing Chen is to appear in a small way to say goodbye to me. Maybe he had wanted and I said something, but, in my frightening cries, he remained silent. Then he stood far away. When I approached him, smiling, he turned our backs went in the opposite direction. He leisurely pace, so I lost the reason to catch up to him.
this way, I was sad to see a friend getting away. In addition to frustration, there is a slight tingling. But I'm not a lonely child. Excellent results are always around me a group of followers. Soon I began to laugh and play and some other students to chase each other Gouzhuo shoulder, the swaggering walk around the playground.
Xiao-Bing Chen, and I said goodbye.
until I adult to act for the then feel regret. The pride of a sensitive boy, I think Xiao-Bing Chen's move on my injuries. It hurts me turn away in anger. Now, I can not help but to so easily with a young friend farewell and sounded ashamed.
in Xinzhuang, and my age, only Xiao-Bing Chen. We have not come to this world, my mother and Sun Meiqin to sit in the sun, we imagine a better future. That is their a pregnancy, the only thing linger bored. Their rich and varied imagination, along with the light and laughter broke out from time to time, become the object of his mother talked about the future. Although there is no such thing pulp for the marriage, but I like the verse in the childhood Xiao-Bing Chen spent a carefree summer months. My partner is always followed behind me, climb slopes, river trips. After the advent of summer, hid in the shade under the observation of water wave, fishing, shrimp. Cutting grass, he always fresh and tender green grass of rice into my basket.
had such an evening. I walked into a Xiao-Bing Chen Yuen. It is located in Xinzhuang the end of a river in Riverside. Bamboo in our heads, We first piled up a few bricks, make a Tuzao.
Basin in the damaged just pull out, putting a few bamboo shoots, and then lit a match and began to wait for the delicious mature. But the spring breeze blowing in March, the flame turned into a flame section. In our panic, when ignited the dry bamboo leaves thick black smoke. People put down the farm, yelling to swiftly after. Chuk Yuen owner look makes me immediately think of a cool sword, was about to cut to my neck. People surrounded us. I have not had time to defend, Xiao-Bing Chen said:
a result, people brought a Xiao-Bing Chen's collar, will break his charge is false to the Chen Xueping. Chen Xueping was facing the sunset, lying comfortably on the couch. Mighty group of people came to see, this man just casually eyelid twitch. Stumbled when he walked up front to see is Xiao-Bing Chen, they were It is not so open to not hesitate to kick on the foot, Xiao-Bing Chen was into the air like a haystack, then rolled down to the ground.
speaking to all of this feeble man, broke out when the beating surprising strength. Fear and shame let me once again turned away. I did not see the left hand led to Xiao-Bing Chen and sternum fracture process. When people are satisfied to disperse, I pulled my hair, and began his own hate.
this hatred has continued to the present. Xiao-Bing Chen then I guess I decided to leave because he can not stand always standing next to a happy good friends. When my mother stood by the road waiting for me, as I always like a bird flying past. I always come from the happy colorful candy bag. In addition, I always chatting up the teacher's hand under the shoulders, listening to the Xiao-Bing Chen contrast type of education. My friend at the time how much endured the pain and loneliness, so I went to school every day after school. And I, even that did not feel it. These will certainly make my life are in the anxiety and guilt into. Xiao-Bing Chen
I finally found after school, is distorted into the hands of Zhang's home. His team fell behind, suddenly turned the corner, onto a grassy path. His pace seems rushed and flustered.
Zhang crooked one hand is Daxinzhuang bachelor. A thin unusual arm and bending. This has resulted in blessing his life without a hand to brush a girl's fate. Between the people and rarely, rarely speak. We only see him carrying a rusty tin can, and turn in the village to find earthworms. Evening, when the cage with a bicycle laden with fishing eels come and go. Zhang crooked hand is always wearing the color gray can not see the clothes, the body exudes a strong fish smell.
Xinzhuang his home in the most northern edge, one small house between the dim light, the door has been damaged. Once, after school me and Xiao-Bing Chen approached in that room. At that time the door is ajar. From the door, we saw a wall squat Zhang crooked hand corner. Waist countless writhing earthworms coming on the ground rushing up. Zhang crooked dark face emerging out of hand strange smile, then he actually will be a section of earthworms in his hands, knead a few times, but also a harsh fall. Intestinal worm spot each break open the belly. Stench billowing from under the door, and Xiao-Bing Chen scared my wits. Now, I see Xiao-Bing Chen is almost on tiptoe into the room quickly.
later, people see the crooked hand of Zhang Xiao-Bing Chen arm around her shoulders, calmly walked out from the house. The two stern of people no one else to come together, but still in full flight, laughing.
that time, Xiao-Bing Chen has been thoroughly from my childhood life, goodbye.
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