An arena (Cat IV autumn)
snow. I love the snow, the snow is white, clean, cover the poor and ugly. I Jiao Lei, twenty-three years old this year, is the East Village people. Village folk sturdy, all martial arts. I brought up a fist kung fu is very terrible. The village people call me ugly head Ah. Yes, I'm ugly, and very poor, so twenty-three had not yet married. Hear your mother cry at night than sound long sigh, I will have the feeling of suffocation, even in a dream. I do not like the feeling of suffocation, so I decided to go out wherever they went. Zhang Aunt's son next door past the blue ox rivers and lakes, large rivers and lakes, he said, will be snow.
night under the snow is light blue, like a dream. I walked carefully, lest Tasui the light blue of the snow, wake frozen loneliness. I often think, will have a snow melts after it disappeared along with all the world, including dreams, pain, poverty and the ugly ... ... in front of a staggering figure in the winding, forward, like a the older people. I do not want to see anyone, so go very slow, want to distance themselves from that person, but the man walked more slowly, and I avoid her, had bowed his head, going from that one side brushed hastily. The man has a low, Huan Zhu me sound dumb ugly, hard to tell male and female, under the tree accidentally hit the back, a tree I look snow. Skinny man, such as Teng's hand out and gently brush the snow off my hair. Through the snow light, I see a very, very old face, the old may not see ######, do not see age, all you see are dried by time, the wrinkles. See this face, I feel very scared, just want to get out, but was she pulled the clothes, I gently pulled, the fear of big strength, anything happen to her. In fact she did not like I thought it would be weak, presumably high internal forces is original, I had to sit obediently in front of her, long face.
. She asked that, actually some fear, empty, my heart, I do not know where the desire line.
she stood up, patted him snow, husky, said:
cold silver moon cast a faint, shining in the sky a few stars, few slices of white clouds. Tall and thin clouds, elegant clear. Snow is beautiful under the moonlight. The earth seems to cast a veil of thin raw silk, soft, color is not like in the daytime is so dazzling, ethereal and unreal, hard to bear damage. We have been moving forward, step in the snow, at the foot of creaking sound, and in this quiet night, a small mouse like a wounded Complaints of Miseries whine. Every step I have a feeling distressed, like the Buddha fell on their hearts.
Finally, near the front can be seen in the faint light, but under the mask in the snow, not see the housing profile. Until the past and we have found to be a Courtyard small yard in front of the two rectangular lanterns hanging from the left letter The door is unlatched, long icicles hanging like a sharp dagger in the Yanqian. Stamped her grandmother in front of stamped feet, comes into the room, I went in sideways.
yard is very quiet. Lay out the middle of the trail is stone, there is no snow, wet, and some places the growth of the green changtae Chu. There are three in front of an old tile-roofed house, a row of the right wing, was broken. The left wall, planted under a willow wall, thin branches feebly down there, above the leaves still remained sporadic. In the cold swinging wicker, reminds me of grandma withered hand, rather abruptly shuddered. The most incredible is that the big trees slanting bluestone relying on a young, irregularly scattered stars in his body, mottled spots in the snow poured out the impact of split and see no real way, just looking a bit pale , head on his arm, and looked Su desert; dog curled at his feet, dirty, and the tail is very short, people may have been trimmed away for a while. Blowing cold wind, sudden out of the leaves on the willow branches, together with a ground roll of snow, falling on him, my heart is cold icy. Grandmother look askance at him, grunted heavily, evidently very unhappy. But he has always eyes closed, no response.
tuck the tuck my clothes, with the grandmother behind, walked across the path, into the front of the tile. The house is very old, the paint is peeling on the doors and windows, and it has a lot of holes, like moth-eaten general. House furnishings are very simple, left a lantern hanging on the wall, dim lighting, but also enhance the room's cold. The middle of the hall is a two rosewood armchair in the middle tray on the coffee table, placed Yixing purple clay teapots and cups. Wall hung a scroll,
polo ralph lauren homme, ink is very light, well look, like most of the yellowish white paper. See into the painting is the only bamboo, and written with lower case Calligraphy and painting with such a style, what I'd first met.
Lime children (four autumn)
My name is gray child, the child is unwanted. I remember one year late autumn, the weather is cold, hungry and cold with no support, I have the courage to go on. That is, this time, I met a grandmother now. Reasoning, and she treated me well, fed warmed and do not say, but also taught me to read and write,
louboutin pas cher, Dan-and martial arts. I always used to be lazy, to do nothing to maintain long-term enthusiasm. The beginning of that period of time, out of gratitude psychology, I can restrain their emotions, according to the wishes of her life I do not want too. But the grandmother is very tough, I did the best what are required. Such as martial arts strike, grandmother great talent, she was bent on teaching the martial arts masterpiece to me, she always taught me to One time I asked her: From that day on, I basically gave up, only occasionally when hunting small animals, activities about bones.
four years? Four years of a good long time! I was twenty one year old, another four years, did not know I was not in this world. Why should I live so hard? Since then, my grandmother is not how tube, whether illness or other. In the grandmother's eyes, I might have been a strike does not exist! Do not pay attention while the grandmother, I was wandering the streets. From a farmer after, I heard a dog barking inside, miserable and short. No one looked to see, I opened the door quietly abducted it. It is very pretty, pointy head, a bit like a fox; black body equipped with four white paws, rapid action; tail hair to be more fluffy, white on the Heixia. I call it
back to the In this regard, I do not care. Still follow the children in a day, chasing butterflies frolic lower river to catch fish or shrimp. Favorite crab with children, so I always caught it. It is always forced to crab run away all day, holding a double-ao. However, the joy is always short-lived. I am twenty years old that day, Grandma gave me some money and told me to buy something you like. I was very pleased, this is I gave up military strategy since the grandmother to be my most gracious time. Remember the foggy that morning, the house, the trees fluttering Huhu, distant rolling hills are also the only peak, like the legendary wonderland. I follow the children leave home, her grandmother said, to go around, gray children bring you delicious little back.
I play just fine, until the evening before the back. I do not see grandma, lying alone with children under the willow, dried blood on the ground there, I am afraid that the grandmother out of trouble. I went with the children when it Changshenerqi, Victim, throat, producing a low roar. At this point, I found that with the children proud of the sweep-like tail remaining one-third of iron. And it has refused to let me close by. Heard the door rang, I turned around and saw her grandmother, she stood holding a sword said coldly: the.
the dead of night, sank as water. Looked lonely moon, I do not have tears, no hate, just can not tell the desolate and fatigue, to paint a picture of bamboo, ink very light, light, like the time my heart. Grandma's house lights on, she sitting up. I gently pulled the buckle window frames, the painting on her bedroom door. Since then, made no matter sorted out her speech.
missing some time with the children, I see it, almost out of recognition. Eyes are not aggressive, but always revealing endless Complaints of Miseries; dull coat has not distinguish colors. I go, it is far along, is not near to; I was sitting under a willow, it will curl up on my feet, half-closed eyes. It sometimes refuses to eat, more and more weak, as if to float up and walking all the same. I worry about, often can not sleep, afraid of waking up when it has gone.
back today, a young grandmother. In fact, this was expected, and I know I broke her heart, she has abandoned me regardless, definitely inherited the mantle of looking for a disciple. Just did not expect so soon.
three A Lei (Cat)
eyes up too raw so. The boy had just do not know when I actually stood in the side of the trunk, and I fear that he saw his embarrassment, hurriedly raised his head high up, he was back to the nose and throat to choke tears, a big special cough cough, it is embarrassed.
did not see the young Jing Si, to uphold and turned away. I present my heart indignant, underground passage, this child is too rude, a guest from afar, nor serve tea. Worth mentioning, Yixing teapot in sight, their own hands, clothing. Moment, then picked up the teapot Samsam, they have to tea.
Hu You see the young ghostly floating to the front, looked at me indifferently, as if watching a lifeless thing. I was shocked, to take pot hand stopped in mid-air, at a loss. That time, both the East Xiao, and that young looking in the snow under the color and the reflection of the morning, becomes increasingly white as a sheet, are also covered by a faint hint of gray, eyes wide open, eye black fixed set, actually accounted for the eyes of a large, strange inexplicable, but people can not tell Complaints of Miseries, can not say the injury pain ... ...
crushing footsteps outside the door, I want to look back, it Junior actually gone figure, piece of dog seems sluggish lightning disappeared. Secretly scared, this young high dodge, it is ridiculous. Suddenly he heard Grandma call to: Thought to myself, how many years to accumulate a lonely lonely life, probably only to the last, then there is no dream, and nothing hurt. I immediately rub the rub cold hands, carefully Ji Ji took the cup of tea and saw that the tea is dark red color, fragrant smell, the aroma is familiar, but I do not know where to smelt.
four gray children (four autumn)
I lay under the willows, watching her grandmother took the girl into the room to have followed into, was originally intended to bid farewell to the grandmother, and would like to the like, or did not say anything. I stared looked maiden look, but see her bright eyes white teeth, mouth slightly at not laughing from the enchanting, floral Xiaoao dressed in shallow, light and elegant. Could not help but sigh breath, thinking she was supposed to be a happy person, but for the length of a fight to them in this empty lonely, exhausted their youth, the sad into bone marrow. Think of this, no longer laugh. Ah Lei
five (four in autumn)
Du throat grandmother cried, See the house furnishings, actually had some dizziness. On a bed of deep cherry red with light blue bedding stacked; leaning out of windows placed in the same tone of the desk, lined up in the four treasures of the above, the middle of the display with a qin. The right is a closet, cabinet door to the stone's natural color mosaic of white plum. A pin engraved with dragon sword hanging in there. Grandma set the candlestick on the desk, said: I quietly listened,
casque beats, that she did so far away, before quietly lay down.
groggy to sleep one night, waking up is shi. Opened the curtains and saw the setting sun, such as blood, the snow slowly melted. From here you can just see the willow tree, leaning against the juvenile or lazy in there, holding a wicker dog brush head, a few sparrows in the willows Upward to dance to, melting ice and snow falling in Susu him.
out of the bedroom, he felt a refreshing. Grandmother told me, her name. What a beautiful name. I saw her out of the lobby, Yi Men standing, his hands encircling the chest, watching the setting sun Xi Chen, bright eyes flash Shuo splendor, the whole body is shrouded in dim blue twilight, beautiful but also very quiet.
I like the evening sun is always blurred the sky dyed brilliant, lush green forests into a deep depression of the dark green, the distant peaks were dyed a light purple back, people full of reverie. There is a clear night. Clear soft moonlight, stars like flash fuse the old with eyes as bright children, rely on the cold wind is always mixed with the fragrance of the earth people relaxed and happy.
A gently to look towards the side fence, eyes full of Youyuan, hesitant look, I could not bear to look at heart little by little, slowly sink, sink.
Diao with children do not know where to come from a wounded bird, put my feet and out of the way immediately. I put it on the palm of the hand, gently blowing its feathers. It looked at me, their eyes dark and full of hope, and slowly closed. Then it suddenly opened, struggling to swing the wings, and then they quietly creeping in there, motionless, already dead.
seven A Lei (Cat)
dead birds won the Grey children, sideways to the backyard.
gently with my children behind in the ash, came to an abandoned garden, garden edges hung a plaque on the slanting version of Lovely title sounds like Jiangnan garden, but it is a blank, ruins, overgrown with weeds, it is only a piece of saffron Heroically burn, burn like a fire mercilessly went past downtown.
children took the small gray shovel will scoop up a red flower root, the birds fill the pit, see them leave, I just keep admirers with flowers, near to sniffing smell the flowers, loud noise over the body feel cold, dizzy. Suddenly a strong steady stream of air spread throughout the body, I wake up erect and saw the black children be given gray, eyes full of worry fog Meng Meng Italy, he sat cross-legged, head of steam steaming, that he was pointed at me with both hands palm enter your own internal forces. Looking ahead, is another patch of red flowers like channeling a lot, spread across all corners, the color more and more scarlet.
child suddenly looks pale gray, without a word, left me, trying dodge, but not affect the blink of an eye. I looked up and saw much positive figure senile grandmother came here.
embroidered paintings, it is very dilapidated, and silk are off, and do not see clearly, only vaguely saw a
grandmother, very carefully, Sipa and paste it into the possession of arms, and said:
I asked:
I suddenly blurted out:
grandmother in the eyes flicker of shadow, then said, The What?! In the future I will be riding a tall horse, anti-espionage helping the weak, so that all the evils in this world like this all over the snow, along with the rising sun, disappeared without a trace. Thought of this, I took nodded and said
A fence eight (four in autumn)
A martial arts of the fence began. She was very hard, each just the right moves and intensity of very precise. Grandma always taken the trouble to explain the side, long-lost smile always on his face, kind kind.
had gone early spring, the North return of the swallows and the green willow children, first emerged as a grass courtyard adds to life. I then sat under a willow, watching her intently fencing practice. Sometimes the birds play in the yard, she will go to chase something. Love to see her bright smile, only this time, will feel life is full of hope. She occasionally sights here, their eyes always blue and conceal Shensui sad truth.
strike may be the reason homesick. I think.
nine A Lei (Cat)
gray children always used to sit under a willow, guarding the moonrise sunset. Brow always desolate, lonely face. I rarely hear him speak. Every time I see him feel very sad.
blink of an eye three years gone, I've been trying very hard to fall asleep, with the hope that out of this lonely cabin,
franklin et marshall, and going to the rivers and lakes, and perhaps gray children can be happy.
beginning to dawn, I used to open the screen door, but failed to see that familiar figure, before this time, children have early gray sitting on the bluestone. With the child seems upset, coming back around to moving around a large bluestone. I give it in there the food was kicked out. Although I am in swordsmanship, but also how the heart to no less than static.
According to my observation, children go on weekdays where gray matter, as children are far along. The gray children left alone in the house it, in the end is what happened? Dinner, I inquired to the gray children's whereabouts grandmother, grandmother seems to not care. Only children are often made by Gray somehow missing, and told me to concentrate on martial arts,
polo ralph lauren discount, boasted enough with my skills now among the best swordsman, Megatron rivers and lakes. After listening to this, how do I not happy.
I do not understand, why the do not care about the grandmother who with her life and death of juvenile dependency obey it.
gray east wing is the third child of residence. I have never walked into this house has been very mysterious. Door Only clean bedding that there are people living here. I wanted to open the window to breathe, laugh to soon be torn a hole in the curtains, looks like it is torn by wind and sun rot.
me carefully, can not find the slightest trace of gray children away.
morning, I saw children lying motionless with the willow, thought it was dead. Just to be near to see, and saw it slowly stood up, alert staring at me. It still would not eat the food, I am a little anxious. Silently thinking, gray children, what is the reason for you to easily go hand abandoned friends?
I decided, anyway, I have to know the answer. Suddenly miss your mother, she is not already found that I leave out? She will probably 站在院子里 curse: I kept thinking, I can not help but grin, but in fact is a good East Village, snow, snow white and clean; last year to propose marriage to Wang Mazi might look crude, plowing is an expert, it is actually good. Of these, nothing to do with me soon, right? But, but I want to tell it all gray children, told the children that compassion melancholy gray ash ... ...
ten children (four autumn)
shower and dress, I readily in the bookcase take a book, a glance, no longer willing to let go, which was the poison of the world refining solution of the law, picking at the critical memorize, the present case from the window, I discovered that it was late, I saw sparse Gracilaria moon, snow color reflect the empty, bright as day, then step out of the courtyard around.
At that moment, soon to be pushed open the door Zhi Ya, gray children come in carrying a burden of staggering, blood-stained gown. I bear a few steps away, like the front help it, did not expect with the child like an arrow, stand in front of him, Victim, planed to keep the right forepaw, a low, growl, so I can not near to.
gray children will heavily burden thrown on the ground, scattered over the ground of gold and silver. Where I stared stunned and overwhelmed.
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