Rainstorm West
Time is indeed a good thing, it allows us may feel nostalgic fun, and frustrating, exciting, and lost. . . Lost in the time vortex, the waves with the roll, and all that is inexplicable emotions, clear-cut with, dark with. . .
Take the left fork right Wo Dao, cutting the front of a PIZZA, because the sky Piaoyu, in the "no" in dealing with this very leisurely lunch, two glasses of juice is squeezed, a six-inch and lemon chicken are the PIZZA My daughter enjoying. Daughter seven years old, fall to be in elementary school, sitting opposite me, a small blush-scarred, is to concentrate on cutting the plate PIZZA, from Hangzhou to Guilin was her first long-haul travel, happy, excited also a little nervous. Tomorrow is Children's Day, in order to give some meaning to this holiday, choose as our tourist destination in Guilin you want to get under heaven's landscape in the child's memory impressed. The air is very fresh, the earth's atmosphere released into the atmosphere, food is also very tasty, looking at the front of his daughter, thoughts back to yesterday, starting the journey, can not help some of Fa Zheng.
This is the daughter of the first plane, on the 30th afternoon, security checks, boarding everything is going smoothly, the aircraft take-off moment, the daughter jump for joy, looking at the window, watching the blue sky, white clouds in close proximity, almost had to shoot a small hand. But when the aircraft reaches a certain height, because of the bumpy air her face began to pale, nervously holding my hand, "Mom, I am uncomfortable," a phrase unfinished began vomiting, my heart began to sink, fearing concerns. The two-hour plane trip, his daughter spit four back to my mother's eyes are also engaged in the red, and my heart feel a bit sorry Zaozhidaojiu. . .
Got off the plane taxi to the bus station, because Hotel is set at Yangshuo, but boarded the bus station bus, the daughter and obvious discomfort, ate in the bus on the motion sickness pills or Tude mess, she has the food, spit out light, and to throw out all the water, one-hour trip to Yangshuo has become filled with anxiety, mood has become extremely bleak, LG phone constantly comforted me, and I still do nothing. Not easy to Yangshuo, I heard a conversation behind a pair of lovers know that an hour's drive went so far as Qing-Qing Yu Yu 45 back, but I was busy bringing up our children did not find a little surprise. Perhaps this is the weather in Guilin, and when the rain when the sunny, with a blinding fog gave people a reverie.
To the station, we quickly rushed to the Panorama Hotel, good news on the mouth in the West is not far away, refused to take the other, their daughters placed in big bed, her eyes closed, his face pale, and even opened his eyes and is capable of , my tears unstoppable down, blame himself for having out of the far from home. Let her drink warm water points, it closed around her.
I do not know when the heavy rain came, I pulled curtains, only to find it began to rain, the raindrops as big as beans quickly hit the road on the roof, a huge ferocious voice from the Jiangnan's how I seen anything like the rain ah, dimly saw West Street from the window, lonely and no one walking her daughter hungry all day, and always have something to eat, and asked her daughter, she said mom I eat sesame paste, you are not that famous Yangshuo sesame paste do? I agreed to let her, let her have a good rest to hurry down the stairs, West restaurants, countless find a sesame seed paste that is not a problem, and thought about stepping up the pace on the streets of the rain overwhelming, but fortunately there are rented hotel umbrellas, five-day, and quickly rented on a rushed Street. West no walking, a result of this storm, the restaurant business has become light, all of them are hiding Yan Xia, and only I walk alone in the heavy rain, pedestrians were astonished to see me, how they know that I am full of like burning, Under the rain of the curtain suddenly remembered a poem, called everyone is drunk and I alone am sober, and talk in order to comfort my heart sinking, going mad. She began to find, she began to ask, rain clothes were wet, his feet in the water drip, and my heart to ask ourselves is not silent flash floods, and rain wreak havoc from the uphill to Kuangchong down, the dark night, the West The lights have changed the hidden dark. Fast reached the fork in the road West, and what is "SUSAN", so-called "Red Star" and what foreign name restaurants, not even a sesame paste could not find, in recent years the Chinese people xenophilia gone, quintessence faster to degeneration, and heart secretly Ma Zhe, not relaxed pace of 1:00, his daughter in a hotel, I always a bit uneasy. While walking down the, and finally understood what the powerless, and just about to give up, the eyes bright, night rain in the dim light that stays a huge umbrella in the rain, the wooden tub floating heat and scent-free days leaves people a way, that does not do is sesame paste, I want to puts Xide song to "do not experience wind and rain, how rainbow." . .
Tonight pouring rain, alone with my lone West, hands carrying a bowl of fragrant sesame paste, faint touch to your breath released into the atmosphere, seems to have Looking back on his daughter's direction. My child, you know the mother's mood, with rapidly changing due to your request, in desperation to get a beautiful moment, so bear in mind people for life.
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