Work when the autumn Lili, with a chill, so think of the Phoenix last fall of that satin bed was.
Tian Ganghei the day to reach Phoenix, the streets and those dim bulbs, roads, restaurants for those low on both sides of the table is covered almost the entire way, and voices, filled with hot and sour air, height, fat, thin people are sitting on the little stool or chair shine Kotake, to meet the bare look. Just drive down the dark winding road of a sudden we came to this crowded little town, everyone was a little overwhelmed walked blindly while searching for online recommended restaurants, while looking forward to tonight's beds. We are quite a strange combination, the day after half of the people are strangers, but now seems a friend for many years, it is a tacit agreement of the come together, work together to solve life, quite separately, two very important things - food and shelter, whereas the previous We have just concluded another thing ----- OK. Finally found an online recommended restaurants, only to find dishes are being eaten, and then they got the news, all the hotels are full.
Some helplessness, but also some unnecessary travel in the fortune is always confusing and happy. Quite important matters must be resolved, so all of the people are hard to think of ways, so there has been copies of weal and woe of the emotions, so they found a solution, a girl brought a boy, the boy brought us of his relatives in the old town house, so there I was the Phoenix that satin bed memory and nostalgia.
Turn a few laps around the alley, we came home tonight, a typical Phoenix houses, along the quartzite alley opened a door, entry is outside the hall, go down to where the wall is inside the Pavilion Hall, Then both sides of the two rooms, and sandwiched between the main room, a small hospital, the original is one of the people's bar, and now they are sub-a lot of households living. This master of the house got two sub-offices hatchback room, the courtyard is our combination, laundry vegetables, washed out clothing, many steps of life here. Humble and hospitable owners know that we are coming to live a good morning to discuss the whole of the house let out, even then there are not many beds can be slept, so the boys very quick ride, including a row of ground floor hall, girls natural "only" rooms to sleep. To tell the truth, looking at furnishings inside the rooms, how a worn-out terrible, a lot of things looked at some age, and less fine, and all have time to merciless burin Yin Zi, people know that with everyday use, and Some months clothes and miscellaneous items also in the cupboard so pile on the bed, on a box, and some do not know what to use for decoration on a very messy but pleasure to the eye.
Settled, we turn full circle out from the bustling commercial street of the old town and wander the dark maze of alleys Garak, oncoming, followed by catch up, the better the individual and with us in Phoenix the old town cruise, or the hand of the couple, or the playfulness of the partners, seems like a treasure hunt while enjoying the moonlight on the walls, a moment into the old house. "Where is the home of Mr. Man?" "There are miaojia performing elementary school, right? How are they going?" "Street how to go?" We have seen a shadow (no light, black people are the same Mody Mody's like a shadow) asked, it was then looked at the beginning of the quartzite is almost puzzled way direction. Fortunately Renzailvtu, to no one worry, it is so Looking back, explore with, visit with, a smile, said, Naozhe. Some sang, some crooning, it seems painful, can be happy here, tomorrow no one will remember the evening shadows.
Finally found a way back home, and finally lie flat in bed, already very late at night, and faint to hear Dageng, and do not know if it really is still the memory of the novel, but four weeks is very quiet, the former mentioned people seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, like no man's noise, Phoenix was too quiet. Speaking of bed now and that paragraph was not mentioned, first arrived in Phoenix, so much fun, how nice would be a forging memories? Moreover, it has been forging bed, listening to the piece as if it last year, Eileen Chang Jia Ao feeling very invisible reality gets in the eyes, white忽忽, soft tatami, no cotton, DuPont is more fluffy and stylish. But suddenly from lively to quiet, although the levels are not sleep lying down, eyes closed, without the visual, the other feeling is sensitive up. First, the sense of smell, at the beginning, when opened the quilt, they smelt Yixiang, not that kind of son of the sun out of taste, nor is it the taste of camphor, a bit like sandalwood, heavy, but feels fresh. Drilling quilt, feeling coolish, but only for a sudden sense of touch sensitivity is also up, feel this quilt seems like the clothes, close, you turn right, as a body, it homeopathic stuck you to the right, you have songs about legs and it flew into you just fill the seat legs, soft tatami, like the quilt seems to have wrapped in your life, and gradually warmth welling up what might be no such a quilt wrapped in a cold gap. However, warm but not hot, satin was the inside and outside are satin, smooth but not greasy, as if a child's skin like the fresh, is also not dry and hot to sleep. With sleepy stuffy and, finally, remember that the word is "gentle," What a gentle satin was ah! People say, "Xiang passionate woman," now understand, such as satin from a nap was a girl growing up naturally gentle heaven.
Get up early, a night without dreams, carefully folded the satin quilt, a thin quilt, though satin, and looked very old and fineness, it is difficult, and the good feeling of the night before linking. Because there is a new day's itinerary, so hurriedly grooming, and later moved to live in Diaojiaolou, day and night of the Phoenix is different, look at the new landscape, and gradually forget that satin bed was soft and that strange feeling.
The morning was still raining, the temperature did not expect the low, the coachman hurried to work, riding on vehicles such as the gap, but also reminded of the fall of 2001 some of the things in Phoenix, then soft satin bed cover, a group of lovely friends , there are many fragmented memories. Suddenly subway roaring, crowded into the flow in the subway, began to recall today, the first work to do.
Author: flavour
