Wake up the morning sun through the blue curtains, projection with mottled patterns. Rubbing of the Xing Zhong Xing rubbing sleepy eyes put those memories, they can not stop them, the little woman, like shedding tears.
Romance, lost love one person's courage and strength, called romance.
So think, to Yunnan bar, go to Lijiang, I am a man walk out.
7.14
9.25, the aircraft took off punctual. Vacated the moment, I muttered from the singing, "30,000 feet."
"Aircraft are resisting the earth, I am against you," a sad old love songs.
12:40 arrived in Kunming. Kunming is a transit station, too late to get together again a short acquaintance, I just it passer-by. Only the sense of brilliant sunshine, hiding in the shadows of tall buildings is very easy to escape hot. The stretch of subtropical fruit along the street are not selling the sound of quiet waiting diners lips, teeth, and stomach. In short the slow pace of Kunming, it is obvious that in the hurry hurry, I was a total trance is the focal length of time there is no alignment, in fact, they go very slow.
7.15
Early morning, the marble is very quiet, there is no car horn sound, a silent one car from my memories of passing, in silence. Rickety walk in the city, so are the neat shops, selling souvenirs, can not find the breath of people's lives, I imagine, at night, souvenirs faces of those who would later escape into the night quietly, sleep in the different kind of under the eaves, like a god, like Bai girls dancing at midnight, torches Yingliang dancer's faces, voices and distant floating wine ... ah ... Gone with the Wind
Night bus ride to Lijiang. Living in the youth hostel, settled properly, the boss sent me upstairs and go out, suddenly turned and said, see the ancient city on the other side of the balcony picture, the corner can be a person a daze. Moist eyes a while, it kind of something to overflow of water come down on the bed, on the Hun Hun sleep in self-pity. Night fever, dazed greeting messages received so little pillow evaporated water vapor, and so do not mention it, let all the wind is the wind.
7.16
Happy sleeping to 11 points, but in retrospect it was probably a kind of altitude sickness, has nothing to do with happiness.
Reluctantly held out luggage moved n22, did not realize I was a movement towards a happy life, my joy of living in Lijiang. I was always so, for me the fate of some of the highlights, I am usually reluctant to go to a kind of happiness is always a lack of predictability, the happy induction. I think this is God's competitive edge goes to the unknown fate of the gift I do not expect the people and things, do not expect the pain and joy, and happiness.
In the n22 is my first time, every living together in a room with strange men, and that night they fear and excitement.
Spain huaking, Japan's Tatsuya, dragons, Wuhan Chen, and later Banna's Wen Qi, Liao Changsha, Chongqing, 5 cakes, and Shanghai, weeks, and those are my roommate in the n22, a total of four men and five Female.
The day before going to sleep downstairs, sat far apart to chat in English with the stammer, I listened the most to understand is that Tatsuya singing "how much love can be repeated," he likes to Lijiang, in the youth hostels to help the kitchen brush plate, you can eat for free, tasty Chinese cuisine. He Xiandan one you like living in a strange city, and sometimes I feel that people should have to live, and obey the call of his inner self, respect for their true desire, rather than passively hoping to run around in other people's eyes.
7.17
This day we ride all the roommates went to the white sand, now I have a baffling place. I will never forget one of the factors is the fatigue, it did not how far, but the lazy city reside only in the light of the body color dark mood in the Looking to the green, so a little bit of hard work has been very difficult and ultimately persevered scene nothing we can do an educational theme, gave me friends in the city.
My favorite view of the natural landscape is a different form, color of vegetation, but because of Lijiang higher elevations along the cultivation of crops and natural vegetation in the North actually roughly the same as the very large tracts of land in the Northeast Baogu the vast black soil, the total error thought it was the way home.
"Fraction of what the Department of South Vietnam," I guess the Central Plains culture should be one who is the emperor in a distant expedition spread Miao bar, from the ancient city to the white sand, there is often a Ukrainian paint paint adhesion losing their leaves and the white door couplets, dull but without losing literary talent. Such as "people to a three-shift Yimen months, sobbing so sad 5 Ye Han children," the middle of two white characters, "Ai Zai" in the quiet and not hot does not cool the air about the deceased and the sad story, my ear is like hear the softly as Tao Qian and "... ..., relatives, or more than sad, others have songs." Color weep tears ran.
7.18
A bare-evaporated, all the roommates pursuing their own course, those who actually have laughter in a trance, like a hallucination. I was the only, but also a man wandering in Lijiang, no shallow-deep tie to the visitors grew from the alley to the house, looking at those hard times in the black door, and the rust dead black locks, Zheng Zheng's imagination once decorated with flowers and standing in front of the , children and grandchildren. Or the casually into an open door, and get flowers mother chat show her sweet daughter's photo, said she looks how good-looking, how much homework is excellent, in Guangzhou, how to work in that city well, hoarse incessant stroking the hand goes on a color photo, look is great joy. I am reminded of a mother, I finally gradually deviate from the value of her tracks, and finally can not give her the talk of pride, once I was my mother's skirts medals, has now become faint of worried about her heart. In this way between the mountains and rivers, in between the wandering trance.
7.19
Kunming, two friends suddenly rush over, met on the solemnly say to give me to improve the food, so take me to eat 97 spicy fish hot pot Hu, eat the best flavor dishes Lijiang, Dali, 10 degrees and a half drinking and drinking plum Paojiu, arranged for me to go to Tiger Leaping Gorge ... ... one time I was panic, fled like also left Beijing, that is, to a person to determine their own lives, even ... ...
So this day is like going back to Beijing followed the command of others, gentle smile, sweet blinked his eyes, listen and then listen.
Liu in Shanghai at night to follow to live in Prague Inn, is the day the most gratifying thing. Blue grid sheets, a small wooden bed, childhood fairy tale inside so only ah, and now even the traces of the dreams are.
I can not sleep, ran downstairs bar Internet access, speaker worries inexplicable soft flowing English songs are audible whispers of the foreign language, everything is very mood. That the Israeli boy in one hand and the bottle in one hand and swing, Hen Buneng ear against the speaker on, since he told me he was from Israel, I think he at any time of day, morning and night, a smile full of sadness, because in memory of Israel is a country full of sadness.
7.20
Youth Hostel in the morning is always confused with the door of the room the footsteps of the switch, starting a variety of country call ... ..., in Prague, I finally enjoyed a quiet morning, in a quiet naturally wake up. Lazy chair sitting by the window drinking coffee Xiangxiang, it would only gentle large dog quietly walked up and down, I saw dancing time slip past Lunbaqiaqia, or waltz, may be a happy moment, time is also prefer to use a beautiful gesture away.
Long and Wen Qi came looking for me go go we went to Dali in the afternoon left, I said no, then did not say there are other ah there is no warning, then you first went to the Dali waiting for me ah.
Ronin wood So I went to bid farewell to my orchids to give that lovely girl shoes, and the Master say goodbye, he helped me vividly carved two small animals, even though they are now lying still and quiet of my drawer Finally there is no gift should be sent to people. Hangzhou, the girls then come alone to Lijiang, but also to more distant places, with dexterous hands the preparation of a beautiful wall hanging, like the time carried a stray mother's photos, miss her ... .... Then Fujian Yulong silver boss, taught me to play silver is always going Beiguo Shen could not help but laugh at me.
Finally came to the place where most want to go, then home chic leather crafts store, he said that well today to help me make a little thing, and I'll wait for him. The world is overcast with rain, the strands of rain drift, he ran forward to come in, put my little thing that promised to pass me, I looked at him with a smile and said I'll show you how much money? Yeung said he was calm and not to money, you buy it does not come. We have guests coming off the conversation, I sat in the grass mound watch him greet customers, do not say anything. Sometimes, language is redundant and could be a good-bye good-bye life, I would rather, it is so quiet in silence, waiting for that moment of farewell, waiting for fate.
Taipei, C. Yang call me in the past drinking, speeding up the two times, will immediately he went to the alley that the well of the bar, bagou and home Qi is already seen, the more a girl, Xiaoxia, very soft and very the names of well-behaved, people still carry the Yi Gu exotic aura full of Indian woman's features, black skin, black hair, black eyes, bright trace gentle, fingertip transitory man of the floating cigarette taste, atmosphere even somewhat mysterious. 1 Dulong map put on the table, above the arrow marked dense, it is Xiaoxia a person to Dulong's pictures, we are in the music of beer to your liking Xiaoxia speaks tirelessly, Dulong's Leech, large ants in a certain inexplicable antecedents night fireworks, Tibet Bajiao Street's blue sky, a truck loaded with pigs bumps in the Yunnan-Tibet line to take her home, a former love and today's tolerance, leakage of a woman mouth of the Smile Forever gentle ... ...
The night was deep, we have changed the Square Street of the Camel bar, drink a bottle of different sects, Tibetan Shangri-La, 2 o'clock, dispersed. Night's Square Street is so narrow on a small place, looked up days are unlimited Haomiao, distant alley came watchman's gong ming, I think Garcia has said it may soon disappear this evening in our memory, perhaps, this will be our lives is an important night, he said it depends on the night of energy. I was more believe that every life is set the night to come, every reunion is the fate of well-designed, our hearts are in fact obey the voice of a mysterious, he called me, he urged me to go, compared with another case of separation, sometimes we are destined met late in life, destined to hurry the journey at such a bend, there are soon as gently sigh, because we met too late ... ...
7.21
Rain again, and packed everything in the youth hostel room before the boss level deterred wanted him farewell, but he did not get up, the white curtains to cover up an unknown world, he was hiding inside refused to come out, I again believe that this is the fate of the tricky one on the farewell of regret.
And at home as well as Qi Bing Yang Dali bagou back together. Jingle jingle carriage sitting on Garcia said that we go to Erhai Lake on the evening drink it, Well Well I am delighted with. An appointment at Long and Wen Qi, six men sat in a farm tractor hit the road in the rough, mantle is a heavy rain outside, inside is the singing and laughter.
Drift in the rain last night the Erhai Lake, the home Qi playing the guitar, we have exhausted efforts to sing, sing sing, would not all be singing this song want to on the deck, in the night circulating farther on the Erhai Lake you want to get the stars behind the clouds, Ye Feng lifted the waves, spray the fish does not sleep, and stands silent in Cangshan could hear, have come to witness such a short executive congratulating each grip, a天涯encounter.
All micro-smoked at home by candlelight Qi gently bounce, "Wild Lily also has the spring," while I sat quietly listening to:
Seems like a dream,
We are so short-lived reunion,
You like the burst of spring wind gently blowing my mind but now Rourou Where is your memory of past smile as the familiar smile ... ...
Not aware, tears dripping On that wooden table was short, and not a quiet night, but I could hear the tears falling to the voice of Didi blah, blah Didi, is a person's name it, twittering with.
7.22
Dali and Kunming, Kunming to Beijing midnight, I stood at the Capital Airport Domestic Arrival of the door, greeted by bursts of heat waves and heavy the night lights.
In order to save versus I went to a "black car", the boy said, my sister car, my car is good, black Santana.
Front door, I took out money, he said, holding the steering wheel all of a sudden, my sister I want you to make friends, his eyes shiny, and I laughed, and Garcia, then come true, my Tao Huayun not impede, no time space constraints, but ah, but, at home Qi said, I only love myself, I only love the magical spell-binding, and my freedom.
I was really, just love me ... ...
Author: luluxiao
