Themes: (Petty Edition) 2001, Guizhou: Wandering Moon knife (I)
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2001 Guizhou: Wandering Moon knife (I)
1
Money!
This blame that sum damn money!
If it is not that sum damn money, now maybe I was in my city, and the moon to drink with friends.
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, October 1.
But now I stand alone in Guiyang on the streets late at night, full moon has also been hanging in the sky, but it is kind of gray, dirty feeling.
This is only because of that sum damn money.
That was a week ago, the unit made a sum of money, so I had a kind of nouveau riche feel, so I wanted to spend the money, so there will be a one to Guiyang ticket.
With the walk to spend the money is my most immediate thoughts, because I love to walk, just 11 have 7 days holiday.
So there are my family reunion in the Mid-Autumn Festival full moon night of standing in a daze on the streets of Guiyang, and began to curse that sum of money and I was damn crazy idea.
Because in here have come to realize I am alone.
I do not like alone, especially in the Mid-Autumn Festival night!
In particular, I have many friends.
Have friends who will not be used alone.
But now I must accept this reality, because the 11 very nervous during the train, this until three days ago to get a ticket in hand, so until it had time to go before I inform them.
Who can not find a peer.
However, I decided to flee the city, decided I will do it, even if only one person.
As a result, I began to pack my luggage, of course, how times I go out essential self-defense weapon - it is a knife!
A kitchen knife.
I am a human arena.
The so-called rivers and lakes, is that you have to beware of all the possibilities occur, including the protection of their lives.
Rivers and lakes is one such alternative, you do not hurt others, they may also hurt you.
So you have to learn how to protect himself.
Each time walking, in fact, are one-life experiences, from physical and psychological, repair of experience in all aspects of life experiences.
Jiang Hu Jiang Hu sons and daughters of the old, simple sentence, but it contains numerous tragedy.
Just because you fell in love with the arena and fell in love with walking!
This is a knife, there are several months useless.
Worn thin to the accumulation of rust on it, like to touch, like Valentine's hand stroked the edge of its gill, a surge of pride has slowly Seiki.
This is a knife, did have its glory.
Rivers and lakes rumors, Romantic Swordsman weapons have been among the top list, but only he knows: he is not, but the real first, but it is Li to his grandmother's kitchen knives, because he was taught out of his grandmother's hand ; only he himself will understand: Romantic Swordsman of the first, but the world's acclaim, and his grandmother's kitchen knives, is the real first, only his grandmother's kitchen knife has never been out of pass-through, so no way of knowing Bale World Talent .
Honor is such a funny thing.
But I have this kitchen knives, it was Li to his grandmother's kitchen knife.
I was her only heirs.
But my knife, it has never been a pass-through, and his grandmother the same.
If you're loving the peace, but know how to Dairenzhidao, then your arms simply very few shots, unless people want to hurt you.
When I was a good grind the knife and putting on his backpack, I set out.
As many times as before.
Two
So I stood on the streets of Guiyang, the moon and park in the evening, all alone one person.
The city is not what I was looking for.
It and I went through is no different from many cities, are the crowds, dirty streets, but people in different accents.
The reunion of the night, a man in the street looking at the moon gray sky, I suddenly felt very sad life indeed.
Everyone is found, an excuse not to find something, it is because they can not, so we want to find.
This is why we look for.
Street corner under the shadow of dependents Fuzhao discuss the survival of several so-called migrant workers.
Looked at them, subconsciously Long tight clothes.
Night, some cold.
Compared with them, at least I can find a warm bed, you can find a place where the United States and the United States to a hot bath.
This has enough lucky.
There was a friend and teacher of the senior right I said: If you want to savor inconstancy of human relationships, life phenomena, you can dress up as a beggar in the city's most bustling crossroads of squatting a few days, it is best practice to your heart the best way.
But I never do so.
Because I think he was at least still a birth.
And that feeling will be very painful.
Although it is very avant-garde, hippie.
However, land ourselves to think, I still can not do that, though I really want to experience that feeling.
But I still do not have that courage, that requires a waiver courage.
Life is often the hardest to do is to give up, even if only a hypothesis!
Chinese Lantern Square is brilliant, there are many happy people in colorful hang around the square, but in this neon lights not shine on the corner, but their dependents Fuzhao beggars living off a few tantamount to survive.
Long Lelong clothes, I go.
Tomorrow, threw himself to the countryside, where it may be something I was looking for.
I was so decided.
Three
"Is here?"
"Is here!" Says the driver replied.
"In the morning in front of that train crossings out of a car accident, the train hit cars, three deaths and one injury, is open from Guiyang to Xiaoqi Kong fun car."
Continue to guide the driver.
Others looked at blocking the road ahead, as well as around the group of people, actually had some indifference.
Person's life is so fragile, and in front of a huge steel monsters like leaves for the autumn, the death in terms of its look is so pale, three life-blink of an eye disappeared.
I was sitting in the minibus to Xiaoqi Kong, and now five over.
Drivers Buyi people.
When you dare stop the car and the windows open out a short while from the Ma Mei Lu became a dirt road, gray has been great in the car were a little stuffy.
Out at the scenery in fact good.
Driving through Star Long, beautiful scenery started up, but before that, the way is no fun.
With a seat outside, spread all over the buns lush mountains, appears to be independent, but as organically linked together, farmland and mountains scattered in the mountains between the inter-wandering during a stream.
Some drunk.
Always looking for a room can be completely immersed, forget a lot of things earthly.
Can only be a very short time to fall into them, and then it has to face the reality.
The days have been overcast with gray, even in such a perfect landscape.
Four
Dealers are now entering Xiaoqi Kong in the hills, the sky is already dark.
Outside the moon came out, red, and some strange hanging on the edge of the shadow of Mt.
It was so coldly looked at it, and always felt like there was a yellow duck, and last night on the train to see the same.
When the truck reached Xiaoqi Kong scenic area, has had seven.
To the scenic resort, with only a steel bed opened up shop.
People actually came Zheme Xie.
To see a picture of the city used to seeing the face, turn around, walk, and I do not want to see the full sense of superiority of the face, now.
Dinner, the driver brother helped me find a farmer Fanzhuang of availability, which has two beds, although some dirty, as long as the feeling of escape from the city, enough.
Sitting on the road side ditch on the red moon, and stare at the mountain not far from the shadow, as if in a dream saw this place, it is familiar, too well the city one night Bomi count, but also the moon hanging from the hillside is around 15, where the moon is just great, I am bringing a, unlike some here, the moon red, Yao Qi.
The chopper touched the waist, I have a good life.
Very much want to forget their own, just tonight, just this very moment.
Remember your only feel lonely.
Pleasure have become the past, a memory.
Fan Zhuang people came softly said to me: come to a drink bar.
Looked at his smiling face, nodded.
Guizhou-brewed rice wine is very light, unlike northerners drinkers of white wine, a cup, for a whole table Buyi brothers had looked at with admiration for me.
In fact, my inability to drink a very abusive.
These faces made me feel happy, at this time, although not many words, but they look very good, and their smiles are sincere.
It's a little drunk.
Five
Her lip was so cold, my face is still branded as a cool feeling, with a pale face still in the depression, although the smile was always wiping also ineradicable melancholy that wire.
This cool liquid fell on my face, her tears do? Although she never cried in front of me, but I understand she has a lot of Mo Lei Bei Guoshen time.
Why she do not want in my arms from crying again?
Is my injury was so deep? Let her tears flow like this moment in my face?
Yong Zhu held out his hand to her, but it is a kind of empty feeling.
Suddenly wake up, only that it would be a dream.
The original is the raindrops fall on his face, falls face down from the roof leaking.
Rain, a big rain.
Open the door, watching the rain fall from heaven, Liang Qi rushing toward us.
It was only a dream.
That was my life's a woman, and now only in dreams will appear.
From the breaking up after never seen a.
That's good, forget each other, in the memory.
With a sigh, to another bed, went back to sleep.
Six
"Maybe I should go back to the."
Stood out in a seven-hole light blue waters of Bay ago, I thought so.
Because I had just experienced Xiaoqi Kong's beautiful.
Standing on the Bay, the water has been more than xiangshuihe much more blue light before, suddenly had a dull sense of taste.
Experience in front of the stimulus may be too strong a number of strike.
So in the face of this office is still beautiful scenery, they are inspired not go on looking at interest.
Then go back to bar.
So I go, they looked back in that Bay, a light blue water.
Like to eat, as has been fed, although the face of a not much less delicious, but had no appetite.
So I left.
7
When the time of the morning wake up, open the door, the rain has not stopped, cool strands of rain drift floating on the face, and soon people to sober up.
Washed with the drainage of the face and mouth of the water actually infiltrated the slightest hint of sweetness.
Then, last night appointment of the carriage arrived.
Sitting in the vehicle, there are still strands of rain drift float come in, fell on their faces and bodies.
Walking on the road to the lying Longtan, although it is October, but there are still roadside wildflowers in full bloom, completely ignored my surprise.
When you first see when lying Longtan not like it that man made waterfall, it is false, although the water looked still shed some momentum.
When went to see the blue lake in that pool of water, but some of the Xin Chan.
Of that pool faint of Sky Blue, as it eyes dream lover.
In the thin strands of rain drift in with the wipe is also erase depression.
If they had gone back to childhood fantasy world, it may well be forgotten for a long time a dream, and only one will appear in the dream girl for you shy opened her feelings.
Share of people feel blue Xinchan watched in a long time, seems to have integrated into the person's breath veins.
Also finally understand why the "Blue Blood, Guizhou," one said.
Guizhou in the train point of view of water with stunning with a little green in the dark blue, shallow water in the height looked, actually have a deep feeling, and now to see the pool lying Longtan Sky Blue water, the brain emerge is, surprisingly, describes the soul of water, and perhaps are looking at is the soul of the water in Guizhou bar!
With a sigh, that was a long, long time before the end of the dream.
I have passed the age of dreaming.
Come on, I do not take this like a dream with the same water!
Light rain, he also embarked on a back road.
Rivers that have the ring of water is diluted by the blue water, as the years scouring the dream, where the river has also been eroded, forming a gap with a small but tenacious existence of waterfalls, or yellow or white stone stone on the green, and blue water, forming a land of wonderful landscapes.
Gone through suddenly pull the teeth of the larger waterfall that was once Guizhou, Guangxi, two transport routes Xiaoqi Kong bridge had.
Ancient stone bridge, and not with the passage of the vicissitudes of life and decay, it is paved for those stones witnessed countless stories, and now remain silent, despite the rising wind and rain, experience花开花落, only the bridge that accompany it slow movement of a pool of water but like the rest ... ...
In fact, even once the water had been passing away, leaving only its own ... ...
The outcome of life is not like this?
The story around the same as running water, with the passage of time Yuan Shi, and only their stone bridge like this, like something in the waiting, hoping for something.
As receding water, waiting for it is not known.
Because is unknown, so we look forward to.
Look forward to the future ... ...
Author: wsj0311
