Line in the hands mother, children, clothing the body. When parents holding a heavy, but unfortunately the pace back and forth in a food and clothing, the comfort of our young who is lonely, cold heart, it has been sweltering, not empty. The chlamydia who, who? Doubtful temporarily --- as written in the text before the
text / __ eyebrows, do not tear
some words, without touching scene, not many sad tone, but it can touch the human heart the softest place. -
He asked friends so early New Year also to go back? Oh, I heard that my grandmother is sick, parents are far from its rural, unattended, so early to go back. You love your grandmother would be nice with it! Well, be she raised, and counting should be thirteen years or more. This is his parting conversation with friends, finished his silence and sadness. Ten long years, good years, from the age of three, to be sixteen. He suddenly wake up full of regret that miss with a better glimpse should express it, because young, my grandmother spent their youth seem to be his partner, so float in the past in mind, opened a shelter materials to those hazy, exposed crevices, gradually showing out ... -
under the blue sky, long flowing white clouds the sky. If you walk through the forest cluster of wild, sparkling mountain streams everywhere, gurgling water, and put your mind leisurely, open-minded, scan the horizon, rolling hills into a circle, dotted with lush trees, the most characteristic long as this dense fog place mantle covered with a layer of sand hazy, mysterious like fairyland, luxuriant green mountain over and over, each other, infinitely charming scenery. Where is it? This is just a view of a popular Sichuan Basin, and he is living in this place. -
<<<<<<<-, was young, all do not know, so Seoul hurt your heart
perhaps for others, the perhaps be intoxicated, but for him, which is totally a waste environment. World solitude, wind, cloud worry, sadness surrounding atmosphere, because inner loneliness, loss, there is no direction. -
tore his grandmother's arms, beatings, many days I cried, because parents bear to leave. He wondered why he would say love keeps walking so decisively, when parents fade back line of sight for a long time, he looked up weeping in the grandmother on his arm loose Road, I hate you, not for you, I can catch up, maybe I can go with her mother, all your fault, staggered a small step, run away, physically crumbling. Leaving only one old woman, alone quietly look the invisible world, Fengqing blowing, white-haired interlinked and swaying out of taste, the wind dispersed. -
Jing Tang Chuangshang he transfixed, feeling the cold wind was blowing stern, suppressed body trembling, he was not to pull the next three times he went back to bed, throw out the thick quilt, That quilt he still remembers that cold last year, my aunt bought specifically to Grandma. At this point the door came the grandmother Xu gossip Cadogan asked him to do a quilt in a hoarse voice, he as wounded lion, violent and angry cries of the throat with, I climbed farther, outside the silence the silent, even for a moment, soon accompanied by a slight lament footsteps away gradually. His head buried in his knees, faint sobbing, still wondering what is today, sadly the time so quietly flowing, he has been tired with tears in falls asleep in the dim consciousness of the body feel something crawling up , but went in quietly and fell asleep, and only saw the dark pupil of that 佝偻着身子 crept out of the door of the woman. -
hungry at noon he was anxious to school classrooms, playing back and forth between mouth full of his saliva, he began to complain about his own stubborn why not go prepared breakfast and sulking At noon the students say, please do not go home to eat. Now the stomach Quack, quack so many times, he thought, if I eat a man, then that person must be the world's most kind person. Yes! Good people there, hearing the students said her grandmother at the school gate, he ran away out, far to carry the boxes to see my grandmother waved at the school gate, bolted past, his eyes staring at the boxes on the greedy , the heart is very happy with unhappy unhappy look awkward in the way, justify have eaten, why has meal come from? Getting whisper his grandmother Dan Xiao, Silly boy, this is grandmother to the market to buy the food the morning, even eating and other eating under the hungry, but you had better eat! Silent a moment, turned and said to go back to the grandmother of the moment, his throat, then in the end is not gentle enough to blurt out, that old voice of every step of the legs are the same as if the heart is beating, the pain seems to suffocate, grandmother because he knew that car fumes are not used to the taste, but ten minutes to walk to school have to three, rarely go to the market, but also the second ten minutes away markets, careful calculation, on today's busy walking alone two hours, how not to grief, no pain, with her tears of doping, he ate all the food, nor a grain of rice left. In fact, he also understands that morning neat quilt cover set is put to his grandmother, the moment, the heart is so warm. -
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the years, he knows, maybe the lack of maternal love, but still has a love of his people - grandma. The passage of time, he realized the helplessness of parents, but still could not understand the mind of the resentment. -
<<<<<<< Second, the time flow, people are great, but still makes you worry about
surgical scar under Youfu memory is alcohol, it is memorable, mournful and frightened wandering there. Is eight days in the hospital because people fear the glare of the needle? Or that living without freedom of prisoners every day life like? No, Grandma with tired, bloodshot eyes, keep the overnight care; is that herbs can be opened Grandma taste, then the following day, ragged skirts, dust sounded like a bowl of noodles end to the ambiguous, and he knew it was my grandmother佝偻着身子 looking for the thorns out of herbs and boil, Grandma handed out at the hands of the moment, a long three centimeters of the new wounds greet his eye, than this is far from bitter to drift out of the rich pungent yet ambiguous a hundred times. He thought, this is huge given the gift of God, or severe punishment, so that such an old old man for his busy and forth, with a vague feeling that he ate the whole wolf down moment, washed away the loneliness, missed this time diluted mother's heart. Filled with a kind smile across her grandmother asked him if he did not suffer it? He smiled and moaned say no pain. With doping family, dedication and things will always boil it with a strong waft of sweet, because it is the world's most magnificent meal, priceless to be found, all will never be bitter. At a time when his mother far away, come back because they get busy no time to see him grow up, he has gradually learned about the difficulties their parents. -
how he wanted to repay my grandmother it? Grandma wanted to do breakfast or clean under the room used to lazy to follow awakened from a dreamless sleep, he opened his eyes, the grandmother of all things right already, waiting for him to eat. Hoe want to go to the field to grow vegetables for the grandmother can be clumsy as he is a troublemaker, but the more help the more busy the last to be grandmother hastily thrust out. The only thing he could do to help her grandmother Chuibei with a small hand, pinch the legs, can be compared to Grandma's pay, he lamented that simply is not trivial to contribute in return! -
that age, he understands that energy might come to an end can not repay his life grandmother, who really want to grow up quickly and then to her grandmother made money to buy what they need. In those days went, the story moved too much, and he found my grandmother's wrinkles even more, say no in so agile, like a lot of old moments. -
<<<<<<< three, as youth, want to return, but do not complain in that quarter
vigorous trees in a natural but difficult circumstances proudly stand with tempered, with the turn of spring and autumn, when it is sad to find himself involved by the inability to take those life-nourishing nutrients, wait It is a quiet death. This is the best interpretation of life, eighteen-year-old he would not expose the memory seal of tragedy, but the end is broken open, his mind the trees - my grandmother fell. -
all like a dream, the sudden tragic news, a kind of vertigo straight into the mind, ready to extinguish the light of the world. When he saw the beloved grandmother lying still no light in the coffins of years that he hated the time of the ruthless, flies too fast, it does not return her grandmother waiting for him that day. How many summers and winters, because there is comfort to her grandmother, accompanied by his maternal love from the cradle stopped crying, but also the joy of the smile bloom, shadows fluttering heart that the Wraith are distributed across the maternal grandmother glow in the non-existent. Grandma was gone now, but also breed it? He whispers ourselves. No, because my grandmother has been laid for him a happy, strong seeds, which grow stronger every day in the humble, and not fragile like the old days, he thanked his grandma's gift. -
dawn, the first ray of sunlight through the leaves gaps projected gray color, winds over the age of sixteen sad summer, Dangqi clothes, blowing Shuangbin, he So give his grandma left eyes closed, any birds singing and butterflies limp District Council, pine swaying, colorful leaves, group of people shouting, he just lived a vast silence of their own inner world. Unexpected, a trace of them jumped into the past, flew to the sky filled with anger, chagrin, remembered emotions, which like a subtle ripples spread to every corner, and thus cut off each bowel worry ... A minute later, he burst into tears, Under transient flow through the cheek, skirts wet stains, tears falling on the earth ... kiss, bang, bang, such as heavy as falls, crushing the dreams he had been warm. Gentle breeze blowing this way, he stood with such quiet, time goes by so slowly forward, as far out the dark, that muggy pouring down the Department of the season, such as ink as the light is also lost his heart. -
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Goodbye, my grandmother! If the mosquito-ming his light, but heavy as a loud cry songs like floating in the vast land. Like a dream that season, but their heart pain so true. -
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<<<<<<< four years of death, recall the past, suddenly wake up in the reflections
Wei Leng March whisk the refreshing wind, hold in mouth so he tears just. He thought, when the Ching Ming Festival next year, will pay homage to her grandmother holding rice, because the grandmother once said, white rice, but not out of mud stained, dyed rice, sweat does not smell incense, was able to raise millions of small rice ancestors, it is the farmers hard work, sincerity, persistence, dedication incarnation, you said it is the most perfect gift I give to you all - Grandma, that the most beautiful angel in heaven! -
the moment, he would like to warn all my friends around, please cherish your side of the grandmother, not always say the future of how she, who is not sure what the future will and should therefore be sure we know, maybe you should now hand engine bouquet of flowers to see your grandmother, said to her: Grandma your good, I will always remember, I love you! -
that chlamydia who, who? Who is he referring to? Do not reveal the answer, nothing at all. -
-
- Postscript: This cross-motherhood care of people who have been accompanying silent, ever forget it? I think there are people who will never forget the experience. Who loved our grandmothers, in those lengthy childhood, if you give the share holders of moving, then worry about how sad Renren Sheng, when I look back, be filled with a dazzling smile.
text / __ eyebrows, do not tear
some words, without touching scene, not many sad tone, but it can touch the human heart the softest place. -
He asked friends so early New Year also to go back? Oh, I heard that my grandmother is sick, parents are far from its rural, unattended, so early to go back. You love your grandmother would be nice with it! Well, be she raised, and counting should be thirteen years or more. This is his parting conversation with friends, finished his silence and sadness. Ten long years, good years, from the age of three, to be sixteen. He suddenly wake up full of regret that miss with a better glimpse should express it, because young, my grandmother spent their youth seem to be his partner, so float in the past in mind, opened a shelter materials to those hazy, exposed crevices, gradually showing out ... -
under the blue sky, long flowing white clouds the sky. If you walk through the forest cluster of wild, sparkling mountain streams everywhere, gurgling water, and put your mind leisurely, open-minded, scan the horizon, rolling hills into a circle, dotted with lush trees, the most characteristic long as this dense fog place mantle covered with a layer of sand hazy, mysterious like fairyland, luxuriant green mountain over and over, each other, infinitely charming scenery. Where is it? This is just a view of a popular Sichuan Basin, and he is living in this place. -
<<<<<<<-, was young, all do not know, so Seoul hurt your heart
perhaps for others, the perhaps be intoxicated, but for him, which is totally a waste environment. World solitude, wind, cloud worry, sadness surrounding atmosphere, because inner loneliness, loss, there is no direction. -
tore his grandmother's arms, beatings, many days I cried, because parents bear to leave. He wondered why he would say love keeps walking so decisively, when parents fade back line of sight for a long time, he looked up weeping in the grandmother on his arm loose Road, I hate you, not for you, I can catch up, maybe I can go with her mother, all your fault, staggered a small step, run away, physically crumbling. Leaving only one old woman, alone quietly look the invisible world, Fengqing blowing, white-haired interlinked and swaying out of taste, the wind dispersed. -
Jing Tang Chuangshang he transfixed, feeling the cold wind was blowing stern, suppressed body trembling, he was not to pull the next three times he went back to bed, throw out the thick quilt, That quilt he still remembers that cold last year, my aunt bought specifically to Grandma. At this point the door came the grandmother Xu gossip Cadogan asked him to do a quilt in a hoarse voice, he as wounded lion, violent and angry cries of the throat with, I climbed farther, outside the silence the silent, even for a moment, soon accompanied by a slight lament footsteps away gradually. His head buried in his knees, faint sobbing, still wondering what is today, sadly the time so quietly flowing, he has been tired with tears in falls asleep in the dim consciousness of the body feel something crawling up , but went in quietly and fell asleep, and only saw the dark pupil of that 佝偻着身子 crept out of the door of the woman. -
hungry at noon he was anxious to school classrooms, playing back and forth between mouth full of his saliva, he began to complain about his own stubborn why not go prepared breakfast and sulking At noon the students say, please do not go home to eat. Now the stomach Quack, quack so many times, he thought, if I eat a man, then that person must be the world's most kind person. Yes! Good people there, hearing the students said her grandmother at the school gate, he ran away out, far to carry the boxes to see my grandmother waved at the school gate, bolted past, his eyes staring at the boxes on the greedy , the heart is very happy with unhappy unhappy look awkward in the way, justify have eaten, why has meal come from? Getting whisper his grandmother Dan Xiao, Silly boy, this is grandmother to the market to buy the food the morning, even eating and other eating under the hungry, but you had better eat! Silent a moment, turned and said to go back to the grandmother of the moment, his throat, then in the end is not gentle enough to blurt out, that old voice of every step of the legs are the same as if the heart is beating, the pain seems to suffocate, grandmother because he knew that car fumes are not used to the taste, but ten minutes to walk to school have to three, rarely go to the market, but also the second ten minutes away markets, careful calculation, on today's busy walking alone two hours, how not to grief, no pain, with her tears of doping, he ate all the food, nor a grain of rice left. In fact, he also understands that morning neat quilt cover set is put to his grandmother, the moment, the heart is so warm. -
-
the years, he knows, maybe the lack of maternal love, but still has a love of his people - grandma. The passage of time, he realized the helplessness of parents, but still could not understand the mind of the resentment. -
<<<<<<< Second, the time flow, people are great, but still makes you worry about
surgical scar under Youfu memory is alcohol, it is memorable, mournful and frightened wandering there. Is eight days in the hospital because people fear the glare of the needle? Or that living without freedom of prisoners every day life like? No, Grandma with tired, bloodshot eyes, keep the overnight care; is that herbs can be opened Grandma taste, then the following day, ragged skirts, dust sounded like a bowl of noodles end to the ambiguous, and he knew it was my grandmother佝偻着身子 looking for the thorns out of herbs and boil, Grandma handed out at the hands of the moment, a long three centimeters of the new wounds greet his eye, than this is far from bitter to drift out of the rich pungent yet ambiguous a hundred times. He thought, this is huge given the gift of God, or severe punishment, so that such an old old man for his busy and forth, with a vague feeling that he ate the whole wolf down moment, washed away the loneliness, missed this time diluted mother's heart. Filled with a kind smile across her grandmother asked him if he did not suffer it? He smiled and moaned say no pain. With doping family, dedication and things will always boil it with a strong waft of sweet, because it is the world's most magnificent meal, priceless to be found, all will never be bitter. At a time when his mother far away, come back because they get busy no time to see him grow up, he has gradually learned about the difficulties their parents. -
how he wanted to repay my grandmother it? Grandma wanted to do breakfast or clean under the room used to lazy to follow awakened from a dreamless sleep, he opened his eyes, the grandmother of all things right already, waiting for him to eat. Hoe want to go to the field to grow vegetables for the grandmother can be clumsy as he is a troublemaker, but the more help the more busy the last to be grandmother hastily thrust out. The only thing he could do to help her grandmother Chuibei with a small hand, pinch the legs, can be compared to Grandma's pay, he lamented that simply is not trivial to contribute in return! -
that age, he understands that energy might come to an end can not repay his life grandmother, who really want to grow up quickly and then to her grandmother made money to buy what they need. In those days went, the story moved too much, and he found my grandmother's wrinkles even more, say no in so agile, like a lot of old moments. -
<<<<<<< three, as youth, want to return, but do not complain in that quarter
vigorous trees in a natural but difficult circumstances proudly stand with tempered, with the turn of spring and autumn, when it is sad to find himself involved by the inability to take those life-nourishing nutrients, wait It is a quiet death. This is the best interpretation of life, eighteen-year-old he would not expose the memory seal of tragedy, but the end is broken open, his mind the trees - my grandmother fell. -
all like a dream, the sudden tragic news, a kind of vertigo straight into the mind, ready to extinguish the light of the world. When he saw the beloved grandmother lying still no light in the coffins of years that he hated the time of the ruthless, flies too fast, it does not return her grandmother waiting for him that day. How many summers and winters, because there is comfort to her grandmother, accompanied by his maternal love from the cradle stopped crying, but also the joy of the smile bloom, shadows fluttering heart that the Wraith are distributed across the maternal grandmother glow in the non-existent. Grandma was gone now, but also breed it? He whispers ourselves. No, because my grandmother has been laid for him a happy, strong seeds, which grow stronger every day in the humble, and not fragile like the old days, he thanked his grandma's gift. -
dawn, the first ray of sunlight through the leaves gaps projected gray color, winds over the age of sixteen sad summer, Dangqi clothes, blowing Shuangbin, he So give his grandma left eyes closed, any birds singing and butterflies limp District Council, pine swaying, colorful leaves, group of people shouting, he just lived a vast silence of their own inner world. Unexpected, a trace of them jumped into the past, flew to the sky filled with anger, chagrin, remembered emotions, which like a subtle ripples spread to every corner, and thus cut off each bowel worry ... A minute later, he burst into tears, Under transient flow through the cheek, skirts wet stains, tears falling on the earth ... kiss, bang, bang, such as heavy as falls, crushing the dreams he had been warm. Gentle breeze blowing this way, he stood with such quiet, time goes by so slowly forward, as far out the dark, that muggy pouring down the Department of the season, such as ink as the light is also lost his heart. -
-
-
Goodbye, my grandmother! If the mosquito-ming his light, but heavy as a loud cry songs like floating in the vast land. Like a dream that season, but their heart pain so true. -
-
-
<<<<<<< four years of death, recall the past, suddenly wake up in the reflections
Wei Leng March whisk the refreshing wind, hold in mouth so he tears just. He thought, when the Ching Ming Festival next year, will pay homage to her grandmother holding rice, because the grandmother once said, white rice, but not out of mud stained, dyed rice, sweat does not smell incense, was able to raise millions of small rice ancestors, it is the farmers hard work, sincerity, persistence, dedication incarnation, you said it is the most perfect gift I give to you all - Grandma, that the most beautiful angel in heaven! -
the moment, he would like to warn all my friends around, please cherish your side of the grandmother, not always say the future of how she, who is not sure what the future will and should therefore be sure we know, maybe you should now hand engine bouquet of flowers to see your grandmother, said to her: Grandma your good, I will always remember, I love you! -
that chlamydia who, who? Who is he referring to? Do not reveal the answer, nothing at all. -
-
- Postscript: This cross-motherhood care of people who have been accompanying silent, ever forget it? I think there are people who will never forget the experience. Who loved our grandmothers, in those lengthy childhood, if you give the share holders of moving, then worry about how sad Renren Sheng, when I look back, be filled with a dazzling smile.
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