60s.
The change with the times I went to Yunnan, in Kunming, in a remote village to the countryside, queue jumping, making educated youth, sleep thatched cottage, eating red summer, Fen-arm move the red book cried Long live the people, with half a day for Thought criticism and self-criticism, the daytime men and women take the lead in the hot sun drying earn work points, there is work points only fed at night on hold that time can not be allowed to look at to see want to see the translation of the partial beans in a kerosene lamp, under carefully identified and carefully, it is more you can start a prairie fire of Mars,
I applaud group, the father said, as long as I have done a good mass.
Bundle of the two Mahua Bian, down to the chest, dark. Dacron wearing a white shirt.
That braid sold fifty cents.
70s.
A "revolution" has ended, people are yearning for urban rush, with a variety of ways and means. Yes, and the countryside without his / her nostalgia of the Wu Shi, the morning reveille still ringing in our ears with the sound of persistently urge persistently urge. Born of temper, creating life. Every day, his / her fast from me wiping the past, jump on army green trucks cars, to the land to which the past, waving the same hat. Is to go to your bar again revealing. I think.
What shout, burst into tears.
Me to stay, there is pain my old grandmother, I called her mother, her daughter is my only friend, until Now. There is love I love I do not love people.
End of the decade, was back large and dirty city.
The fate of people caught off guard.
No point of preparedness.
At that time, no one can lay eggs that red flag.
People with three-piece to use as a well-off standard.
80s.
Back to the city. Some people began to speak, said the woman walked away from the original to take care of her man. I smiled, and then marry him. I do not love him. There are some things that do not like to have to do. What you do not like but still do. Important to do than life reputation. Never understood. Later understand. Paid the price to pay given two years time. I am a good move, he was quiet, people say need to complement each other, are not you, congenital defects in what he ate up also did not come back. Exclaimed in a voice and pointing where divorce. Population mean that for me, - "Oh, is that woman."
I want life. None of your business.
To find love my people I love, to marry him. There are no children, have children means responsibility. Do not. Can not afford a life. That year, his mother clutching his heart Hanteng anger.
Color TV transmission delay to open.
90s.
Big Wave Pumian. Kind of like the shuffle of all unpredictable. What kind of cards you have. Those who wave back to the city to come back into the plant laid off people with their own written words. Good-bye is the Wang Ran. Water splashing and in the market. More new concept blend the water. Deception and good faith coexist. Some calculating people, it was being calculated. Do what I wanted to do, with her husband, the non-interference, to maintain an appropriate distance. Love him / her, give him / her free. Was very fortunate.
00 era.
Professor Li Yining said, encouraging residents to buy second homes.
I travel the Internet looking for information, monthly outings, a tent sleeping bag back in the wild have been bloody battlefields of the ancient camp, camera bags NIKON years of age, is my baby, the above have my fingerprinting and atmosphere. Three Gorges Project finished quickly overwhelmed, plan to go across the river from pillar to Wushan Qinglian Fengjie River 65 km-long ancient plank road, Yunyang of Zhang Feimiao can be moved, Guang Xu Jian Yuqing these fourteen years before AD 1888 cliff on the road in September 2002 after they who go to step on.
To zero.
Leslie Cheung singing, starting from scratch.
White hair early.
Sentimental should smile.
In May 2002, from the valley out of the way Tuen Meng, listening to a woman telling their own half a lifetime, but people pay attention, coupled with his own words.
We have their own story.
May overlap never be the same. No.
Author: aiji
