Thursday, June 9, 2011

We'd Better Leave From Each Other

The courtyard in front of a hall, is youth club. Evening there will be a lot of young men and women in the study, sometimes saw their meeting one hand learn singing a song sheet, then we looked curiously at the door, also some climbed the tree in ChaoLi green head out, sometimes see unconsciously followed them sing together, when we YinHang sang, sings blood boiling.

They think that by camellia tree in months when though downwind infection in the moment to dance, dance dance clear also really a little "shadow, what on earth" artistic conception like!  louis vuitton fashion bags

Life vicissitudes of life, things change. A swing, decades between the people and things in the past, many a cloud fades, the original courtyard has burned to modern square, leisure amusement, for people that partners also scattered everywhere, but only few contact with camellia tree that was a childhood of happiness, in my heart nm, often turn up beautiful waves, and often want to often griselda warm...


Days, dry dry. Outside the village as winter cracked open field, a cut, will we Gu forbidden in winter, the icy cold wind navigators.

I and cousin in the graveyard of documents, give us a few days ago SanBo dug grave died. Cuz are wet with cigarettes mouth, tile banging on the wipe on cement bricks, mutual relaxed, happy to say a village some JiLingGouSui thing, that look like they give people in the villages as house built houses, same work. But grave the house in the home after all, not between them, if, say, what if the similarities, house is our houses in earthly shelter, but is all our life tomb, on earth the final to return place.  louis vuitton fashion purses

Over the years, my hometown relatives with the only contact is family weddings and funerals, born Christmas' scenario and such things. It is usually a abrupt, distant phone ringing in the ear and the next thing I knew: one of my family, from the world loved the sudden departure; A relative, were crying came to the world.

A relative, they face off the green and babyish, from the bride or groom into others, begin to use own pair of shoulder, assume they are life's sweet and sour ups and downs... Sometimes I doubt, so-called home, do not have actually so many cultural persons's fables and profound, hometown actually just this world, a place to meet your loved ones where death save died.

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