Departure that afternoon, and Z in certain lanes and courtyards tea and chat readily break apart a sweet bread fed money to a pool full of koi, they are so crowded with fresh overjoyed with excitement with the Zheng Qiang, gorgeous scales gleaming in the sunlight. Behind is a towering ancient ginkgo tree, for us was so strong that block the afternoon sun. Z has been nagging the recent tour must have on hand a pile of beautiful photographs, fine scenery honest people. Z is the envy of the lifestyle, there are very good and free of work, there are a lot of time to kill himself on the road, he recently visited almost all the territory of the ancient cities and towns in Sichuan, he said that never come back to Chengdu, will soon not recognize himself. Z The only one with his picture, was actually with people in the country to play a long card. I said, you have fallen Z, and Hehe. He said that those places are too dependent, it can not blame me. Slowly turn the photos, he kept nagging at one side with, I said, Z, I aspire to those places. Away from the city where the air clean and transparent, the city people do not like you have fantasies there is hope. Watching the Cheonggyecheon, or quiet rivers, front of the house may have a tall tree. Life was simple, happy. Z is only tolerant smile. He said that Sin City, you should go to those long, empty alley that no one walk, watching the alley or the depths of those who closed the door open, there is always a scene of a trance to make you feel too. The people there they would not let you feel alone.
So I began to imagine the long Shenxiang under the sun looks like. I heart Shenxiang, that person that he came slowly, getting closer and farther depth, finally disappearing in mind the distance. Leaving only the sound of heavy footsteps echoed in the bottom of my heart.
Temporary parting, I said, Z, tell me how you go, tomorrow I go to Sin City, I would like to Shenxiang in those lost years, they made their own. He laughed and said see you just the envy of eyes will know.
Sometimes people only in certain decisions of the moment, an instant after the lingering period of time whether the realization of his dream, we are not sure. As I have such a lazy person, if there is no departure the next day, maybe I will not go, can not know what's good, can not sit side Shouhou sunset river slowly.
Shortly after noon the next day, people have been sitting in a taxi to Sin City, where the radio song stood Julie Su, "little kids, today there is no crying softly humming 。。。。。。。" should be and, At noon some of the dialogue because of the heart slightly damp.
When I walked into Beizhao Bao Street, when the sun was so strong that the streets are very few. Is a long street full of shops, each household is open to do business. The Main Street's first shop was selling funeral supplies, and some people just put a front of the house of stool, placed above a number of used objects, such as shoes, such as glass, cans, are hiding in the room chatting with the owner is not looks like a business. This is only the form of their lives only bar, so that the business is not calculated on strike for a living.
Not the whole town, on end a long Center Street, not half an hour I had to go three times. At the end of the street is the blacksmith shop. The entire pavement is made of wood fence around, Xu reason is because the ventilation bar. Five young men busy around the two stoves. They burned one time knocking the iron red, shiny red flames raging all around, a person standing at the door looked a long time to see if they have the rhythm of work with, giving a feeling of power.
Natiao along the river into the alley, the people have begun trance up, long and narrow lanes were empty, there are cicada's call and is far rains. Not help to slow the pace Pada Rao quiet at the moment. Certain emotions overflow slowly started knocking me one time.
Nazhi how he went to my cat's feet, and I seem to have little sense of not, when I saw it, it squatted in front of me as a quiet, soft rise is called a cry, "Meow... .. "it this way to bring happiness, can not help but bend over and touched it smooth and supple hair, it is pleasant cried, ran forward. Leave me a way, it will stop and look back, I have followed it, and really want to get lost with it. In the alley of the depths of a red door half open, the paint off the door engraved the years of vicissitudes. A gray-haired old lady sitting on bamboo chair near the door, the cat ran to her next to the squat will not agree to go. I photographed one side to the cat while and the elderly, talking to him. "Cat, cute." "Yes ah, Mimi good as gold." "You're not our people here it." "Well, I passed by here." Goodbye with the elderly people to leave, and then he went to Mimi feet I touched its head. Old cat suddenly call, she reached for in their own groping around slowly, that moment I was suddenly, the elderly fact, she is invisible, while the cat is accompanied by a faithful old wizard bar.
Alley is the river walk, and is the son of a local temple back door. River repair the Shitai, stone bench. Some elderly people sitting chatting enjoy the cool river. The river, ferry after Watermark a good long look faint. This clear, slow rivers, the two sides by the river side, there are green duckweed. So I quietly sat in the river daze, waiting for the arrival of sunset.
One old woman lug the burden of passing the two iron vats echoed in her shoulders. "Younger sister, drinking herbal tea bowls of it." Her warm greeting, approached to see what was going to, and she has already ended to a large bowl in front, try to taste a mouthful, there are slightly Traditional Chinese Medicine Smell sweet, is to use herbs boil the bar. So he drained the sunset. The elderly see that I finished off the tea is also particularly happy. She features a move the next day you have to drink my herbal tea Oh, I have the river to sell. I should be with her, and the day where I will do.
The river began to be filed is the time for dinner. Children were in school. The children here are very stylish, wearing a long T, hypertrophy of the pants, the occasional golden hair from the front go past. They also Kazakh Korean bar. One-child pairs should be the young of the bar, they walked together the river, it is intimate in holding hands, I am a little surprised there has always been thought that the city's children was like that. Some envious of their young, may be unassuming, you can squander time. I am what the young years, torn fuzzy.
Slowly hidden in the clouds after the sunset, the temple bells reverberating in the rivers melodious.
I went back to the place we live, this is the only one in town hotel, called Panda. I like the name had been let alone. The owner is a husband and wife. Woman bright and simple and honest man honest. Quite warm and generous to two people. Soon food has been placed on the tables, a person eating boring, invited a host family dinner together, listening to him what the town, there has been tremendous prosperity because of the salt merchants of the past due to a number of the salt well, of course, those who have is the past. Think of the next long night, could not help but drink a glass or two, would like to be able to be properly sleep bar. After dinner the hostess greeted water has been burned, you go to wash bar. Walked toward the backyard of her finger. The huge garden, surrounded by high walls, corner two bucket filled with hot water, there are white mist in the night Teng Qi. And the moon she was high in the air, shining on me.
I remember Before I left, Z has reminded me that everything there is good, afraid that you sleep well. Did not understand what he meant. Now suddenly. A layer of wood, a layer of aspartate, a straw mat, a sheet, a pillow filled with rice. This is a bed and everything. I was very accustomed to a hard bed, he looked over the owner asked for a one quilt shop in bed, engaged reverse gear stayed to sleep. Actually a very good sleep that night and a peaceful and without a dream. Is only the second day wake up, low back pain began to torment me.
Morning, just days white, the window vocal uproar, ferry whistles ringing back and forth, prop up the body, the Meng's mind today is go to the market day. So hastily packed up to go out. Do not want to Zhizuo passing in a foreign land, it would integrate into their lives go. And go to the market every time it gave me pleasure.
To go out to see Table 7 am, the streets have been coming and going, and lively extraordinary. Out of the alley inn, opposite the shops, called the town supply and marketing cooperatives. An aunt is the kind with a long fabric measuring ruler to the buyer. Shop on the roof covered with iron scales, a commodity once like ornaments,. Is very special.
Center Street, a particularly large number of teahouses, which sat mostly the elderly, square wooden table with benches in long, most of them are not sitting, but the serenity of the sorption Han Yan, squatting stool. Playing mahjong or long plates.
Standing on the street, looking past the crowd, remember the owner said that the government here has been committed to developing tourism, so every store is doing blue uniform shop white side cover, stir with a bamboo pole hanging in the shop door, the wind flying. Windows are hung red lanterns. While they have a unified Tang suit coat, the owner said, poor quality, and naked as long, make up several times. Slowly this tourism development plan because not many people have run aground for a bar, people are still resumed their quiet lives, foreign people who are still with their sincere and warm reception with.
Standing in the bustling street, suddenly think that if these boards are flying outside the door of old store signs, if the streets are wearing Chinese clothing in the past people, that would be what is the big picture it, I would be anything like it. Sober dress hairpin, hair high beams on, do not send him to Bob. If you came across a sword in the other man, robe fluttering Qi Yu boast, I will want to carry a sword with him to go天涯? This is a ridiculous and naive, it was actually be properly thought for a moment, then laughing himself. 似水a calm day, we would very much like relying on his own impulse to make a decision to let their own to take a chance, take your own happiness gamble, regardless of winning or losing. This can only be just our imagination of life determine our comfort all, time has already young and frivolous, that we have no raw edges and corners. All the impulses and fantasies have been a sensible thing called pressure in the heart can never be detached.
The corner of the street is a shabby stalls and dental barber stall. Side of an old man lying in a comfortable high back of the wooden chair, looked up, half-lowers up and down the 30-year-old barber instructors are skilled and careful to give him shave, the opposite side of the wall hung a small mirror Quartet . The other side, is also an old man, the same wooden chair and posture, the dental drill machine Jiji cried, seeing the expression on his face the pain, next to a child waiting in line along with his family, his grasp at any opportunity family's hands, very tense look. While their teeth are bad because of an early age, so to see teeth are nameless fear, hastily walked away.
Slowly all the way to see the river, waiting to ferry people who crowded the steps of sitting on the shore, they are filled with packed side panniers. Left section of the road, in an Aunt to sit down beside her basket carried on the inside is a long yellow hair of ducklings. At least at that moment I think it is a duck, so to be placed on the ground of a photograph, Aunt very happy. I said, "These ducks cute." Next to the quiet of the moment, then burst Comedy. Aunt Pat I said "girl, this is goose." I halo, a moment on the flushing. Look around on the Circuit jammed with people, they are in animated conversation with me introduce the difference between ducks and geese, but it was catching a real ducklings to let me to do visual comparison. I think they probably can not distinguish the first encounter ducks and geese stupid girl bar. But when I showed a friend who saw the photo, the better I like a person shouting, ducks cute:)
Near noon, the crowd gradually dispersed, slowly the river to restore calm.
By the time away as much a bit reluctant, because here in front of his quiet because there smiling, because this river sediment with the years. Look up the sky, the sun tattoo his eyes.
Before leaving, once again boarded the Peking Opera Theater, standing aisle of the window to see out the long street, this street is the gateway to the temple, a number of believers around the red aprons, are carrying vats of edible vegetable oil rush walk, tomorrow they will be releasing animals, an important day. And my future look like? Is still in the bustling city life, still in the din of the crowd, still there is a loss is still a deep fall of its own. Those rivers and trees, and in some night and come back with my beautiful dream.
Author: xiaoxiezi
