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21 Aug 2013


You write and tell me: "think of when to hold your little hands happily walk in the afternoon the avenue, midway but woke up"......

The rain of heaven silently down, rain, rain fell on the ground, how long miss. I took the thin paper stood at the window, through the still powerful handwriting. I saw you with weather beaten turbid eyes, rough hand life unchanged in the pocket...... Thinking of you wandering alone in the empty room; the thought that tall familiar figure stood up, bowed to the house; think of you with calloused hand write the missing letter in, my eyes can not help but some moist......

For seventeen years you have been there for me, not moving, connected with my heart! My joy, my pain, you and I together! Have you in the side, life is no longer a two line like boring, but such as involute like people full of fantasy. Dual pressure at this time I was the college entrance examination and the competition under struggle, void kinds schedule of training, competition deprivation. Open the calendar, full occupied each space feel oneself highly flattered them to my swagger before others. Impulse I always want to tear it all down, but watch countdown languishing get desperation, I had to walk back down at his desk......

Hot and humid summer coming, moving the recovery vigor. Occasionally heard a Scotland folk, very good, and sometimes will always hear the dawn. The lyrics: "I was so touched by your pursuit? Please don't stop, without beginning and without end"......

Struggle of the starting, I think it was four years ago......

Sideburns some gray you in one hour and five minutes and two seconds after a phone call be in good out of a bandbox told me: "I send you to school in changchun". I don't understand what you are trying to, know I leave you will leave your home and deserted old house; Ming know you but 1000 yuan of salary to me out of town for the next few years as the life of the seal printed on the scant oneself in food and clothes, but you are for me in the a love and bitter turned wings!

Changchun and the town eventually different competitive level. The first math test, I only do the six questions. Calling to report my learning, telephone there because I miss gum swelling you simply said: "okay". The next half a month, my desk is full of the pendulum of math workbook. It was winter, the snow on the ground because cars rolling, had frozen into the ice. Each night sitting alone at the desk that stretches of snow as if with complicated thoughts forget falls. Until the exam I will grade fourth results tell you, far beyond the thousand miles of rough husky you should be a sentence: "ok".

A period of time before my senior high school entrance examination achievement has been in decline, sometimes all night can not sleep, dreams were full of red cross examination papers. You be fatigued with the journey to a dusty shirt appeared in front of me. Suddenly I found you thinner, more than 30 years of age who are like withered old, gray beard faintly. I lay in bed at night, you stay by my side, side fan fan side chat with me. Until I fell asleep, is covered with sweat you quietly closed the door, put a cup of ice water on my bed just leave......



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