When I was still in college, when, a year in the spring, about early April, I arranged to meet with the same dormitory Wang Zhaoqing to Suzhou.
Saturday morning, I woke up very early, get out of bed a look at the outside is raining, I asked King how to do, but to say that next week the king. So I continued to sleep. To the more than seven, when I suddenly heard the King called the original rain stopped. As we discuss the decision will go.
To the train station and bought two scalped tickets, twelve minutes to Suzhou. We decided to play in the evening to find Zaiqu Suzhou University students. Bus ancient roads still open very quickly, I marvel at the art of finger movements conductor. They agreed that, Suzhou, and Shanghai dialect, then essentially the same (but came back to Shanghai students do not agree with this point).
Apricot Lane Humble Administrator's Garden is open, people are not very large. But I can not seem to feel the exquisite art, I wonder if my appreciation level is too low, or an article written by Mr Yip good. We walked on out. Then went to Lion Grove, think we can come out when Hou already 3:30, it was tasteless: Duodai has no meaning, out of time and is running out. Both a discussion, decided to immediately rush to Tiger Hill.
To the Tiger Hill has been 4:20. We follow the steps going up when the people inside had been pulled out. I remember next to the hillside under a bamboo, bamboo engraved the words, but they tend to not be identified as such as Oracle. Slope full of blue wildflowers. Breeze rustle through the woods, surrounded by no one, only the leaves and birds and sailing off the sound: such a small place there can be so unexpectedly quiet.
Tiger Hill out of the sky late. To the great Soviet Union, asked a lot of people, finally found a student dormitory, but the person is not, so look for another, one inquired, saying it was in the Eastern District, so called the car to the East, dormitory Daoshi a visible, but To drive a lot way to go. Walked in, asked for a long time, hard to find a hostel students, but this guy actually went home and dorm room and no extra beds. No way, we are back to Western, find another student, so I went to several other villagers, but not in the. Now been more than ten o'clock, the only students who are halfway to find the missing, and we then went to hotel. Inside there are two guest houses, but are filled by foreign students, for students in this school routine "exchange" activities, we were simply not prepared for. Quickly to the 11 o'clock, the lights, closed the door. In short, in addition to turning the wall, we have to stay Su big tonight.
From noon to midnight, and then walk for so long, I think the whole leg hurt each and every part. However, it is clear that a place to sleep is impossible to find. We continued to walk around campus, surrounded by only 12 pairs of couples not to go back. Gradually, when the last pair disappeared in the night in Mongolia and Mongolia, the entire empty campus only two of us outsiders, and one wanted to come to get enough sleep during the day had been a cat has. The few times after this toss, the topography of the entire campus has also been overripe in the chest, and really, until today I still remember. We have tried to sleep in the grass, but it is too wet, then really sleepy, just a large placard behind the narrow edge of lying down, probably only practice can there be such a narrow place. Harassment in a number of small flies, I actually have drowsily rest for a while, and then click woke up, but not as I expected, as has been five or six o'clock, and only a little more. No longer be able to sleep, got up and walk around for a while, to see every classroom can not enter, lock well. Later, they sat on the grass. Look at a flickering street lamp, extinguished by the dark become bright, then flashing over and over again. One from the lights on the building are still out Fan Chuang, left. Wang found it strange, in the past looked for a while, Fanchuang go, and then after a while children back to the window asked me, I hasten to the past, Wang said, as if someone inside, and another one classroom would be admitted. I go around the classroom from outside the window, Wang from the inside to open the window, I crawled inside. And then stayed to sleep with him on the inside. I was fairly honest, and actually did not think the desks put together, but Fuzaizhuoshang sleep. 4:30 or so, I heard the voice of Wang to start lighter and the cigarette burning sound. About five o'clock we Fanchuang out, the outside does not change. Gates are still closed, we sat in a pavilion, while birds up, getting louder and louder, and gradually, actually there are some noise. Granny ran a gently, facing pressure from the railings pavilion legs. We sat silent. Granny Lianwan a moment is gone, gate not open.
Can not remember when the open door, we've got to find a tap Xile Lian, after the gate out to the streets, surrounded by a misty bright, there are a few shadows, feeling has returned to Ming and Qing Dynasties. Our direction is Cold Mountain Temple. Maple on the side, but did not see the maple trees, only the broken bridge. Similarly, Han Shan mountain is not. As if some of the flavor of Zen. In waterside took a few photos, walked around and found no meaning, want to leave. The time to go see a person moving desks, the original should be stopped in order to close the entrance tickets.
The sun high up on the relay finished in the spring sunshine, West Park, East Park, the zoo. In a Muslim restaurant to eat lunch, has yet to eat to less authentic taste, and I have no time eaten so many faces (bowl only ^-^)。 We also discussed the future to go back if someone asked where we sleep in the sense that how to answer (if you have nowhere to sleep that it not lose face ^-^), The conclusion was that said "In the Soviet Union large mixed the night." But later, nobody asked about the matter.
The final impression is that the two brothers holding some brought in Suzhou specialty crowd of people in countless grave to wait for the train. In the night sky when the two gradually returned to school.
As if over time, away from you, they'll remember all the good years, and all the good will gradually forget about like, but then I also described how not tired at the time, but feel a little funny when the small sleep is called "de Suzhou" (roughly equivalent to the meaning of heaven), etc. I grew up, and for the first time to Suzhou to nowhere to sleep.
It seems a child from heaven recently.
Author: jichenggong
